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Super loves it!!….

25 Nov

Tom, Ron, Kelly and I walked down the street.  Us girls with our arms arround each others waists.  As we stopped at the corner to figure out where we were going Kelly and I made out some. We found a hotel and stopped on the way to get some beer, vodka and champagne.  We poured some drinks and put on some soft porn.  I put our toys out on the television stand.  Kelly and I were snuggled up on the bed together, touching and kissing while the men chatted and looked on.  Ron says to Shelly, “Do you love it?”  She responds back, “Super love it!”  That was their little thing.  I kinda dug it, it was sweet and playful of them.   

  After a while I suggested we put on our bedroom gear.  We both slipped into the bathroom where we laughed that our negligees were both from Fredericks of Hollywood and didn’t really fit our boobs.  Dressing together gave me a chance to pull together more confidence about my figure and gave us time to kiss.  I compliment her on her skimpy black outfit.  She looks me up and down and tells me she loves it.

We came out and modeled for the boys.  Making out and touching she layed me down on the bed and spread my legs hard.  She tasted my wet pussy and told me how good I tasted.  She ate me out like a pro.  I was moaning and bucking against her face while Ron came up behind me and put my hands into her hair and told me to pull hard.  She responded by eating me with a new verosity.  After getting me all juiced up she put on her new strap on and fucked me while the men watched clothes on stroking at their cocks through their jeans.  She told me to get on my knees and fucked me hard from behind.  We switched places and fingered her pussy before fucking it hard with the strap on while Ron is telling how much Kelly loves it, super loves it.   It was a willey toy hard to control, I held it with one hand while I thrust into her and hard and deep and I could with her asking for more the whole way.  I put her on her knees fucking her from behind and Ron pulled out his cock for her to suck as I fucked her.  Tom had his cock out stroking and watching.  I pulled out and lay next to Tom kissing him, his arms arround me.  I slide down to suck his cock showing my pussy off behind me.

Kelly and I continued to play as the men got naked.  She tells me how much she wants to see Ron fuck me in the ass.  I check with Tom he’s OK with it and I’m honest with them, I’m not sure if I can but will try.  Kelly had already been working my ass as she was playing with me.  Ron worked me with his fingers as I sucked on Toms cock.  He lubed me up with his spit and worked his cock in a little at a time.  Working through the tightness with the right amount of force.  Before I knew it he was fucking me with long deep strokes as I’m sucking dick and Kelly is watching us.  She took a turn sucking on Toms hard cock.  Tom layed her down next to me and started fucking her shaved pink pussy.  I’m sucking on her tits and she moans watching her man fuck my ass.   Tom backs away as he cums outside of the group and we all take a break.

It’s time to break into the toys again and Kelly and I choose the bright pink double headed dildo.  We each lay back and the fellas help by rubbing the head on our pussies.  It’s thick and smooth and feels very good going in.  We start to wiggle arround with the men touching and looking on.  They are moving it back and forth fucking each of us with their strokes.  We start pressing together and I grab her legs grinding up into her pussy.  It feels so good.  We’re moaning and thrashing about boobs mouth open.  I suck Tom’s cock briefly and he then moves arround to take a picture or two of our stuffed muffs.  I’m using my hand to rub my clit and grinding against Kelly.  Gripping her legs and pulling her into me.  I start to cum and it keeps cumming.  It was amazing. 

Kelly was having a harder time climaxing.  I gave her a little finger vibrator I brought to buzz her clit.  I’m still bucking against her playing with the toy.  I realize I still have the curved glass toy that will reach up and hit her G-spot,  I walk away and the men have their hands all over her.  Tom is fingering her ass.  Ron has his fingers in her pussy and the other on her throat.  I bring the glass toy and start to fuck her with it.  Slow at first then faster and harder as she starts to moan and buck against us.  She’s getting close as I’m ramming her with it hard, Tom still fingering her ass and Ron is now choking her hard like she likes it.  His cock in her face.  When she finally cums it’s loud and low and then explosive.  We all sit back for a breather after that intense round of fucking.

We start to chat.  We talk about music and a lot of our taste lines up.  The conversations drifts to other experiences we’ve had.  Tom and I have only had a woman as a third.  Tom before me has been a third for a couple but has never shared his girl.  Ron tells us that we are awesome.  This was great, he has been with couples that can’t let go of hang ups or that are totally full of themselves.  Fellas that hover over the girls and even someone who walked out on their significant other.  We were deemed legit, and Kelly confirmed she Super Loves It!.  Tom and I had an amazing time too.  At this point Tom had cum, I had cum and Kelly just came but Ron was left out.  He won!  

While Ron was in the bathroom I said to Tom and Kelly that it didn’t seem fair that Ron hadn’t had his turn.  I wanted to help him cum.  They agreed and before I knew it I was on top of Kelly kissing her and rubbing against her pussy.  Tom came in behind me as I was on top of her and started to fuck me.  Ron returned from the bathroom to us fucking and he came close enough for me to get his cock in my mouth.  I suck him and he wants to fuck me again.  I go to the edge of the bed and give him the option of fucking either hole from beind.  He grabs my hips forcefully and drives into my wet pussy fucking me hard.  I reach under and caress his balls as he’s plowing into me.  I look back over my shoulder to seem him sweating and flexing staring back at me.  I turn back to Kelly and Tom who are now fucking as well.  Ron is about to cum and he gets on the bed on his knees and tells Kelly she’s going to get it and shoots his load over her face and tits while Tom is still balls deep inside of her pussy.  Tom calls to me to take his load in my mouth and I swing arround to suck him off as he cums again.  It’s late and we just had a perfect finish to an amazing night.

We have a hard time saying our goodbyes because we keep catching ourselves in conversation.  One thing is for sure we all want to try it again.  I super loved it! I pack my toys and my left over bottle of champagne.  Tom and I are dressed it’s 2:30 and I have to be at work at 8:45am.  I kiss Kelly good bye and give Ron a hug, and end up doing it one more time before leaving for the night.  Tom driving and me dozing in the passenger seat.  

That was less than a week ago and Tom and I are still talking about it.  Turning each other on and so excited for our next time together.

Sorry to make you wait….

23 Apr

We were flirting a bit.  He is a handsome Marine and I’m fucking horny, how could I not.  He was brining me beers and opening them.  His mom and my dad were taking and he was playing me music videos.  He only talked a bit about his time in Iraq clearing IEDs.  When my Dad talked about death I was distracted by wondering how much death he had seen overseas. 

He was playful and quietly teased he thought he could get my dad to dance.  He tried playfully to get him to boogie getting some good laughs for his efforts.  It was really quite charming.  At some point in the conversation I let “Get ‘er done.” Oh, how he teased me.  I don’t look like a get ‘er done chick.  Betty bangs, flower in my hair, gauges in my ears. I reminded him I’m hanging out with my dad in a trailer park of course I have a rough side. 

Shortly after he came back with a 2nd 18 pack his mom who was his ride said she had to go home to her new husband and she would need to drop him off at his grandmothers where he was staying while he is going to school.  I liked him and wanted our flirting to continue so I kept him.  He was new to the area and having fun his mom thought it was a good idea. 

It was getting later and my Uncle, his step daughter and her fiancé had just come over to see my Dad.  They are a rough crowd, fitting more than one “You might be a redneck” stereo types.  My new Marine friend had no jacket so he went into the house.  I followed him in.  He put on some more danceable music and he tried to get me to dance.  I wasn’t feeling taking the lead so I kept hoping he’d slide into me and press his hips against mine getting me started but he never did. 

Getting pretty tipsy I was getting more flirty and so was he. He caught me giggling to myself and asked why I was laughing at him. After trying my best not to answer (knowing my answer would push things further), I gave in and said it’s because I think he’s cute. 

We decided to try a game of chess.  While looking for the chess board he put his hand arround my waist here and there.  Our game was set and as I was contemplating a move he poked the side of my boob and smiled at me.  I went back to concentrating and made a pretty strong move.  Things escalated in the name of distraction.  Tickeling and grabbing trying to throw off each others game.  He finally got brave and kissed my neck.  I leaned over to him and kissed him back.  Then back to concentrating on the game. 

I ran my hand up his leg and he did the same to me.  Next thing you know he leans over and bites me hard on the neck.  Oh how wonderful, chills over my whole body.  Like he knows what I want to hear he asks if I want him to dominate me.  He pulls up my shirt and bites my nipple and I’m running my hands over his muscular chest.  I’m suddenly yanked on top of him kissing him passionately as he grinds into me from below.  I hear footsteps.

My Dad pops in, grabs a few beers and then back out.  We keep making out in short bursts I’m nervous I don’t want to do anything to bother my Dad (not to say he would be upset but I don’t want to have him feel like he needs to keep a secret of mine).  I stand up and try to keep my distance.  He steps into me kissing me hard and pushes me over the side of the couch grinding his hard-on into me.  I let my weight drop back and we end up on the floor…me on top grinding him putting my breasts in his face.

I get nervous again.  Back to playing chess, rubbing legs, chests, little bites and kisses.  My hand starts to evaluate the shape of his cock.  It’s just right for a lot of fun.  It’s hard and ready.  He pulls it out and brings my hand down to stroke his shaft while he rubs my pussy through my pants.  I start to get shy again and put my chess face back on and he squeezes his cock teasing me with what I want.  I can see the tip shimmer with pre-cum and he wants me to put his hard member into my mouth.

I want to play but oh God I don’t want my Dad to come in and me with my boobs out and cock in my mouth.  I tell him no with a smile.  He wipes it off with his finger and has me suck off the juices.  I can hear my uncle leaving so we button ourselves up for some good byes.  My Dad is now seeing them off and having another smoke.  My Marine friend is following me arround as I’m cleaning up.  Stealing kisses, grabbing and rubbing me.  When I bend over to get the trash he slides his hand down the back of my pants into my panties.  He slides his finger along my wet lips driving me crazy.  He wraps his other hand arround my waist and pulls me into him my back against his chest.  Leaning in close his breath on my neck he bites me hard again while he slips two fingers inside of me.  Holding me tight against him he works my ready pussy.  He’s up to three fingers and I’m moaning and wiggling against his hold.  Just a minute or two longer I’m bucking against him cumming in his hand.  After he feels me get off he releases me to turn around and kiss him.  Putting his two fingers in our mouths while we kiss.  Tasting my juices.

I’m still flush when my Dad comes back in to lock up the house.  I’m taking him with me for the night so he doesn’t have to sleep alone in the house he once shared with my Uncle.  My Marine friend hops in back and we drop him off at his house.  Back at my house we’re texting and he’s pushing for me to meet him.  He doesn’t know me so he doesn’t understand that it’s impossible for me to do without big trouble.  I know the next day will be very busy so I tell him if he keeps me interested that I will meet him in two days.  I ask if he will stay interested and he says that he kinda likes me.  We say a few other horny nasty things to each other and my fiancé walks up and pulls the phone out of my hands.  He demands to know what I am doing.  The phone loses charge and shuts down as soon as it leaves my fingers.  Trying to hide my relief I tell him playing scrabble.

The next morning I see my neck is bruised from the biting.  Some quick cover up and good as new.  I text my Marine friend that he’s marked me.  No response.  Later I talk to my Dad and he lets me know that my Marine’s friends Mom called my Dad to check on him.  I text that to my new friend.  No response.  I’m starting to feel a bit dirty but I wonder if maybe he’s just not into texting.  One more try, so on Wednesday the day we talked about meeting.  I sent text early.  Nothing.  I sent one a little before lunch.  Already I’m thinking if this guy comes through I’m not having sex with him.  I’ve brought a chess board (we never finished our game) my office had lunch catered so I can bring lunch for free.  So I send another text: “Hey, are you still going to meet me for lunch and a little game?”  Nothing.  A few hours later I text him that  an I’m not interested would have been nice and that I’ll stop bugging him and deleted him from my phone.  What started with a bang ended with a whimper.  Shitty to be rejected but it’s probably better off anyway.

Aside

One of the many reasons I think I need a spanking…

11 Apr

I’m wondering if when I’m stressed or feel cornered I act out like a teenager.  Since things have gotten bad and I feel trapped I’ve acted out sexually.  I never would have kissed Tom if things with my fiancé weren’t so bad.  He was sweet I had an attraction to him but if I was really out on the prowl he would not have been my target. 

With him being so far away I’m finding myself very frustrated and I’m letting it branch out.  I’ve checked personals for available girls.  I posted on an affair weight but didn’t pay for it so I haven’t “reached out” to anyone.  It seemed like a good idea at the time because I talked to someone that had some luck on the site.  I’ve even caught myself staring at attractive people more often.

 This brings me to the reason for my post.  My fiancé met another stay at home dad at the park.  He is a fella from the Netherlands, he likes metal and plays guitar.  They hit it off and my fiancé invited him over for a beer that night.  I need to give him a name and I shall call him Olaf because his accent and his love of metal reminds me of Jay and Silent Bob.  Olaf metal! and then he sings Making fuck and making love bezerker….well I’m off topic but Olaf seems fitting right now. 

So he’s a pretty good-looking guy, beautiful skin, just below chin length hair light brown, gorgeous blue eyes, sturdy build.  After I get the boys to bed we’re all drinking, he’s playing guitar with my fiancé.  Regular chit-chat stuff, a few friends come over so now all five of us are chopping it up.

  For a few minutes I’m alone with him and I ask him about Second Life (he met his wife on the game).  He told me he DJ’d at a 2nd life club for pay.  He said he also made money building furniture digitally for the game.  Strange concept to me a total Second Life laymen.  He said you can put the furniture in your flat or apartment or your dungeon or torture chamber.  That he specialized in furniture that would restrain a body in different ways. OMG on-line bondage?!?!  I want to know more but then they all came back…plus I just met the guy so I try to keep my eagerness to find out more totally hidden.

Through the course of our conversation Olaf refered to his wife as a princess at one point.  Other than that he didn’t speak much about her.  I had mentioned something about wanting to watch the Game of Thones to check out the hot chick that gets naked and he lit up asking me, “Do you like women?”.  When I left the room he told my fiancé how he thought I was, so my little horny mind is going berserker.  What if he has a hot wife that likes girls and they will spank my ass while I lick her up and down? When he left that night he gave me lingering close hug.

The next night he invited us over for our kids to play and meet the Mrs.  Walking up the porch he hollers out hello sexy.  Nice condo, nice car….open the door meet the Mrs.  OMG she is a big lady, she is also signficantly older than I would expect a princess to be.  She is super sweet but is definitely not getting licked by me.  We’ll be friends though. They just moved here three weeks ago so she was very happy to meet us.  Though I feel a little guilty about it but I still wonder if he wants to bind me and spank my ass and I wonder if I’d let him. Only time will tell. Gotta be safe with that kinda of stuff.

Worth the wait….

17 Oct

After getting into Tom’s friend’s house I put down my bags and looked arround for a second.  When he walked by me in the entryway I reached out for him.  He pressed hard against me and kissed me deeply.  I held him tightly.  He finally said let’s move to some carpet.  We looked arround the living room.  Tom’s friend was a horror movie buff and also the singer for the band that brought us together.  We spent a few minutes checking out his horror memorabilia collection before sitting on the couch.  I couldn’t keep my hands off of him.  He said there is no cable we could watch a movie.  I’m not sure if he even finished the sentence before I started kissing him again.  I moved on top of him and felt he was already hard.  He ran his hands up my shirt pushing up my bra, rubbing my breasts and pinching my nipples lightly.  I’m ready for his cock but the anticipation is delicious and I want to make it last. 

It’s clear we don’t need a movie to watch, so we head into the bedroom and undress eagerly.  Naked he pulls me on top of him on the bed.  I make him wait, rubbing his head against my shaved pussy.  I want him to be in control so I signal to him with my body to get on top.  I’m wet for him and ready for him to enter me.  When he does I moan out in pleasure.  It’s been so long since I’ve felt him inside of me.  I grind against him hungrily.  He pulls out suddenly and looks me over.  He slides down and works me with his tongue.  He explores me gently touching me lightly with his fingers.  He moves back up and slides his cock into me, pressing it in deeply making me gasp with the pleasure of it.  Whispering I love you into my ear as he fucks me so nicely. His kisses taste of my juices and it gets me all the more turned on.  Our lovemaking gets more aggressive.  His powerful thrusts bringing me to climax and beyond.  When we slow down I take him into my mouth.  Working his cock with a combination of my hands and lips.  Sucking on his balls, running my tongue up his shaft before pressing my lips on his head and pushing it through and into my waiting mouth.  We enjoy each other until it comes to a point where we must sleep.  We have a long drive tomorrow and need the rest.  I lay my head on his chest and he strokes my hair. 

I love being with him.  I love how he feels.  I love him so much.

Some tears, some cheers and Gomez…..

1 Oct

I was sad to say that after that shitty day Tom was not able to talk to me that night.  He did call me first thing in the morning when I got into my office.  He asked if everything was OK and I gave him the short version, ” My fiancé was being a dick”.  I was alone in the office so I had some time to talk.  He said all the nice things I needed to hear, how I deserve better and my fiancé doesn’t know how lucky he is.  He brought up how men from the South tend to treat their women better.  He said there’s something about being raised Southern.  Having him be so nice and saying those things alluding to it’s just not something in him to treat a lady like my fiancé treats me some times.  Well it got me all choked up.  I just said you’re wife’s a lucky lady before I lost my voice for a second.  He said a few nice things, telling me I have him to, but I don’t.  He could hear me crying. I couldn’t stop it.  He said something about deserving more and all I could say was it’s my fault. Don’t worry I’ll be fine. I said I’m sorry some times talking to you makes me sad and that I had to go.  My co-workers will be at the office soon and I need to get myself together.  He told me he loves me and got off the phone reluctantly.

My manager came in and called me into his office.  He felt bad on how he had relayed the issues with the client that has trouble working with me. I let him know I need to hear it.  How else will I get better?  We talked a little longer about my progress. How when he leaves I will seamlessly get promoted into his job and how I’m so much further ahead that he was at my age.  It was good to hear. He also said that the training class I’m taking in about a week will help me with how to work these customers better.  I told him I think talking to the client in person will help so I made plans to go the next day to call on her at her location.  He was proud of me taking the initiative and putting myself in the line of fire.  All things said this customer is a notorious bitch.

I talked to Tom on my lunch.  I was able to be fun and collected then.  He had sent me a text shortly after we hung up telling me he was worried about me and to make sure I was OK and that I had stopped leaking.  I found that odd because I had refered to my crying as leaking as well when I wrote my last post the night before.  It was a reference to a TV show that had been canceled years ago 3rd Rock from the Sun.  Who would have thought!  We laughed and talked about how excited we are to see each other.  I let him know his ex-supervisor had send a friend request to me on Facebook but I thought it was a farce.  the man’s profile said he’d just left his wife foreclosed his home was moving in with his new girlfriend who is a hottie from the store where he works and that his hobbies include ruining his sons and his wife’s lives and cheating on his wife.  Weird right?  Well come to find out some one was just doing that to him.  Faked a profile and was friending every woman that seemed to be arround the poor bastard.  Made me think how easy it would be for anyone to do that to anyone.  Kinda scary!

I had tickets for a Gomez show that night.  (I’m curious if anyone else has heard of this band because they are from South Port and no one I know seems to have heard of them) So I spoke with my fiancé to see if he still wanted to come.   It was a dry conversation to say the least but he did say he wanted to come and he was going to be helpful in getting the boys ready.  Even better he was going to drive and the show was in an outdoor amphitheater at a brewery.  After work we packed up in the car like a happy little family and went to the show.  The boys were angels the first act was boring!  The boys were attracting attention everywhere.  A few songs into the Gomez set I felt like dancing so I took the boys down with me and we danced like no one was watching.  My two year old has some impressive dance moves and even found a little girl about his age to dance with!  We had blast and my fiancé was nice even though he didn’t like the music and he was still upset with me.

I think I’m always avoiding confrontation.  I need to find a way to step up.  Something’s got to change.  Iwas so sure that I wouldn’t be able to live with him, but now it’s a maybe.  There are so many maybe if I, or maybe it’s the meds or the money problems or our young boys, or my affair with Tom.  So many things to sort out and I just want to feel loved and appreciated I feel like it all rides on me.  Maybe that’s my answer.

I want to be there so bad……

2 Sep

I’m just venting.  My love is going to a weekend festival of sorts.  Lots of punk and hard rock bands.  Camping drinking and general lawlessness.  He is bringing his three-wheeler, his shot-gun and a bunch of beer.  There will be lots of smoking (of which he does not partake) and drug use.  Basically a crazy weekend party/camp out with bands.  Oh how I want to shrug of my responsibilities and party with him.  He says he would love to have me there with him.  I tell him go have fun, I won’t expect to hear from him untill Tuesday.  He says he will be texting me if he has signal and if he gets any pictures of boobs he will send them to me.  I love how we interact.  We would have so much fun together.  I hate the reality that I will probably never get to be with him like that.  At least not untill I’m pushing 40 and he’s almost 50 (I’m 32 and he’s 41) and yes we are still acting like kids.  Just one more reason why I love him so.  I hate to think by the time I get my hands on him for good he’ll be to broken down to enjoy sleeping on the ground and partying all night.  I don’t plan on giving those things up (of course only on occasional basis).  As he parties the holiday weekend away I’ll be working.  He does have to work too so I expect to talk to him maybe even video chat when he is in town for work.  He’s going to spend tonight out there and go back out the next day for another night.  I hate to say it but I hope he can’t stop thinking of me while he watches all those other chicks party.

Ball game and a show……

12 Aug

I had the most fun I had in a long time about a month ago.  My work had gotten a luxury box for a base-ball game.  Free beer and brats!  Had some good company and didn’t have to drive.  The game was over way quick.  I got a good buzz going and we stopped at the local tavern when we got back to the town where my boss lives.  Had some great fries and some Lucky 13 from Lagunitas. 

I was early for my next adventure so I took a few minutes in the restroom to change into to a sexy sleeveless top and took my makeup up a notch for the show!  I was going to see the Reverend with the Swinging Utters!  While waiting for my fiancé to meet me I layed down in the grass in a park with a great view.  I had a video call with Tom.  I wished I was going to the show with him but with 700 miles between us it’s hard to get a date.  So my fiancé, our friend and I went out to dinner.  The place we went had great salsa.  I ordered a crab tostada.  The crab was horrible.  I tried their burritos also bad.  I had almost no dinner due to the poor quality of food.  Plus my stomach was touch due to all the beer and ball park junk food.  I was texting with Tom and he asked how much do you want to kiss me.  I said more than I want to smoke a joint.  I asked him the same question, he replied with the same answer.  I teased him saying you don’t smoke I’m offended.  Then my phone died.  I felt bad that I left him hanging but I could not ask my fiancé for his phone to text my lover now could I?  We ran into a friend who runs a tattoo shop down the way from the concert hall and smoked a joint with him.  It sure helped my tummy.  Now I’m feeling great! 

We got into the show and we were early.  I got my first Sailor and 7 for the night and we hung out and watched the crowd.  The opening band was great.  I had never seen the before and was so glad that I did.  The pit was small.  There was very tall guy with a huge mohawk in the pit the whole time, even soloing it at times.  I was being my self yelling my approval to the band bouncing around ready to run into the pit but I didn’t.  I was pretty drunk when they started to set up for the Reverend.  We saw a few friends and said our hello and they went back up to the front where we couldn’t go.  My fiancé had a surgery about 7 months ago and still didn’t do well with crowds.  He wanted me to hang with him so we were on the floor but against a wall off to the side.  When the Reverend came on I was drunk.  The pit was heating up and the band sounded great.   I wore flip-flops to the show because I knew my fiancé would not want me in the pit without him being to go in if he felt the need.  I kept taking off my shoes and starting to go.  He’s holding me back by my belt loops.  I give up at times and just dance with my back to him.  I feel him pulling at me here and there but I’m thinking he’s just trying to keep me from taking off for the front of the stage or the pit.  After the show I’m drunk and kinda pissy he wouldn’t let me play.  We had a friend that had said he could get us back stage but my fiancé didn’t even call him.  I was kinda disappointed about that. 

We went back to my friend’s house and had a beer in the hot tub and smoked another doobie.  I fell asleep in the car on the way home and when I got home I laughed my ass all the way into the house and to bed.  It was a great time.  I kept thinking I might have had more fun with Tom.  The next day I told Tom about the show.  He teased me that I forgot about him.  His response to how much he wanted to kiss me was more than he wanted to breath.  How sweet, he is always so sweet.  He said he would have let me play in the pit and go up to the front of the stage.  He knows one of the techs for the band he said he would have gotten us backstage to meet the Reverend and Jimbo (I always forget the drummers name).  I guess it’s easy to think it would be better if someone else was there but for some reason I really believe it.  I hope one day I’ll be able to see for real.  We said next time the Reverend tours we will go together.  I guess I will just have to wait and see.