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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.

We used to have so much fun…..

10 Feb

She was a kindergarten teacher.  Skin so fair you’d wonder if she could go outside on a sunny day.  Reddish auburn hair that complimented her completion nicely.  Her glasses gave her that bad girl in disguise look and when she took them off her green eyes were mesmerizing.  When we first met I whispered to my fiancé that I was interested in her.

We’d flirt and invite her out with us.  She’d get all dolled up, short skirts, push up bras and low cut tops.  My fiancé would grab both of our asses and hold us close.  It was the mocha lip gloss that finally got me the kiss I’d been hoping for.  She wanted to taste it. I held her close and kissed her deeply.  Her smile let me know she liked it too. 

One evening we were having a few martinis and fooling around a bit.  We had cuddled up in bed and were watching The Labyrinth.  I don’t think we got past the first ten minutes before she started  making out with me.  My fiancé had his hands on us and would get kisses here and there.  I pulled off her shirt and tore mine off too.  We were nekid before we turned our attention to my fiancé. We kissed him and caressed him, peeling his clothes off quickly. 

She early went down on him, taking him into his mouth as we kissed.  I rubbed and smacked her ass and told her how hot it was to see her sucking his cock.  I went down with her and we worked him over together.  Our tongues flicking against the silky flesh of his shaft making him moan. 

We took turns going down on her.  While he was giving her pleasure I licked and sucked her perfect pink puffy nipples.  Kissing her and biting her neck.  When she was ready he slid her down and bent her over the edge of the bed.  He got behind her and started to fuck her gentility as she started licking my pussy and slipping her fingers inside of me.  I was so turned on, she had me on the verge of cuming from her first lick.  She licked my pussy eagerly as he filled her with his hard cock.  I felt his rhythm pushing her against me as he thrust into her harder and deeper that put me over the edge cuming loudly as she worked me with her hands and tongue.  Her breathing changed and when she came she laid her head on my leg moaning into my thigh. 

My fiancé sat back against the headboard propped up by pillows she straddled him kissing him.  Still hard he put her on top of his cock and she rode him.    Her body swallowing his length and then rising back up. I loved watching her hips grind against him.  He prompted her to ride him in reverse.  I took the opportunity to kiss her and lick and suck her breasts.  I went down and sucked her clit as he fucked her shaved pussy.  Sitting back and enjoying the view his cock popped out of her succulent crevice.  I used my hands go guide him back into her.  Licking his cock and balls as he fucked her.  When he was about to cum he picked her up and freed his cock so I could take it into my mouth.  He exploded into my mouth and I eagerly swallowed every bit. 

By the time we finished the movie was over.  The ice in the martini shaker melted and the condensation making a puddle on the top of the vanity.  Snuggled together in the bed and went to sleep throughly satisfied.

SWK….

8 Jan

Single with kids.  When I think about it I get a little scared.  I wonder if I will have a social life.  Probably not and I am behind the eight ball because I don’t really have a collection of friends on my own.  Since my fiancé and I spent almost all of our time together my friends are our party buddies.  I like the idea of making new friends and building relationships, but with kids I wonder how much freedom I will have to nurture new relationships. 

I also have this tendency to feel nervous or inferior to others.  Like I don’t bring much to the table.  I know it’s silly.  I’m a great listener, I’m dependable and cheery but I still feel like the odd man out.  When other chicks are hanging out with their girlfriends I’m hanging with the guys talking shit. 

Meeting some one and dating.  I don’t like the idea of that at all.  Aren’t all the good ones taken.  Do I need to check cemeteries and rehabs to find good men who lost their significant other?  Then what good man would like me.  My kinda of girl attracts dirt bags. 

Even though I love Tom he’ll never be mine plus he’s a cheater.  He cheats for the trill of it.  No matter if I’m bi and into being with the woman he wants to cheat with it will mess up the thrill of it.  I know it sounds weird but I don’t want someone going behind my back.  Maybe that takes me back to the open relationship idea but then again won’t that attract the wrong types?

The stress of deciding whether to work on my relationship with my fiancé or break it off is driving me mad.  Then I have these selfish thoughts of being lonely and social dysfunctional that go along with it.  Do I just stay because it’s going to be hard and lonely?  The life I picture I should have might just be impossible since I picture it with a faceless partner that may not exist and if they do I might never find them.  Worse yet I might find them and they won’t like me.

A third……

23 Aug

Tom and I have talked about getting together with another woman.  Strangely enough my fiancé put an ad on Craig’s list saying we are looking for a girl to join.  First yuck I don’t want to meet anyone through Craig list.  He did it just to see he says.  Second the only response he got was a 50-year-old man who wanted to join, gross!  With my fiancé we can meet people and get to know them.  I’ve been with about 5 women.  I love how they feel.  How they smell.  I love feeling their hair fall against me.  Their hands on my breasts.  I love going down on them.  My tongue caressing the soft folds of their pussy.  Feeling that silky wetness in my mouth.  I get so turned on by seeing my man kissing another woman.  Watching them fuck gets me so wet.  Watching my lovers cock stretching her pussy.  Watching the flesh pull a little as he pulls out.  Fucking hot.  Alas I have not been with a woman for a few years now.  Since I had the babes I’m not in the shape I like to be in.  Also with the little ones we don’t go out as much so it’s harder to meet some one.  I can’t really pick up on some one in the grocery store for a threesome.  With Tom he has some friends that would be interested but they aren’t my regular type.  He has an account for an adult personal add.  He is on there with one of his friends not his wife.  At first I thought no way.  He gave me the password and told me to look arround.  After browsing the profiles I think it might be possible but I’m really scared of herpes and other yucky things.  If you rember I had Tom get a full check out blood drawn and all.  Well maybe I’ll try it, post a profile and meet some others who want to play.  I sure want to see Tom fuck some chick.  I know he wants to see me eat some pussy.  Who knows just gotta keep my eyes looking for opportunity!  Maybe I can live my dream with Tom.  My fiancé and I were kinda seeing this chick.  She was a preschool teacher.  Totally cute and sweet.  Fair skin, red hair, freckles on her nose and she wore glasses.  We talked about living together and raising a family.  My fiancé and I would work and she would be home with the babies.  I think that would be perfect a woman and a man to be with.  Two extra hands to help around the house.  Well that was my dream.  It would be weird now because the kids are big enough to ask about why is there another woman living at home.  Under the right circumstances I’d still be in.

Rambeling about myself…..

14 Aug

In a nut shell my situation is this.  I’m with my fiancé who I’ve been together with for 15 years now.  We have been together since high school.  We have two kids under the age of 5, two dogs, a house and two cars.  Kinda like the American dream right?  Well that’s the short version.  I feel the need to give the long version now. 

We are both high school drop-outs.  I some have a great job even though I’m quite the fuck up.  I’ve smoked weed well over half of my time on this earth.  I got my job at before they started drug testing.  I enjoy using a variety of tamer drugs for recreation when the time is right.  Before my kids I used to trip about once a month.  Do E about every so often and do blow well probably 4-5 nights a week.  Don’t even ask about the drinking.  Even with all this I always showed up to work and performed.  I have a grow room all my own.  When it’s working I stay up late caring for my ladies and playing chemist with all the supplements that a hydro system needs.  I listen to metal, psychobilly, reggae and rock.  I’m just starting to get into punk.  I love to go to shows and even though I’m too old for this shit I love to bounce around in a mosh pit.  Now instead of a Slayer pit I stick to the more tame ones.  Even though I have two little kids I still like to have a good time, but I will not let my wants get in the way of caring for them and protecting them.  I have scaled back my partying a ton.  In fact now it’s probably 2 – 3 nights a year that I get crazy and that’s only when the kids are safely staying with a family member.  I’m learning how to live a “normal” life.  My co-workers mostly don’t know about my tendency to party.  They for sure don’t know I’m bi.  I feel like I have to keep so much of my self separate from parts of my life.  My work has social events some times you bring your spouse.  I have trouble bringing my fiancé because of all the stuff he cannot talk about.  Plus with no career or job he kinda doesn’t fit in.  I think sometimes like I’m an undercover freak.

Now I’ve got a new secret in my life Tom.  He doesn’t do drugs or smoke.  He has a job.  He was in the military for 10 years.  He does like to go to shows and he loves me.  I think he is the closest to a normal person who loves me ever.  I broke up with my fiancé once and I started dating a chef who was also a large-scale grower close to normal but not so much.  He had 10lbs of weed in his back room and half a pound of psychedelic mushrooms and the underside of his deck was double grow room.  Now I have a guy who is interested in me that would match up with how normal my life has become.  I could take him with me to the normal events and I wouldn’t have to remind him of what not to talk about.  I’ve told him about as much of my life as he would listen too.  I’d feel comfortable telling him anything he wants to know.  He says he’d be OK if I still chose to do drugs for fun.  He’s OK with me liking women ( guess what guy wouldn’t be).  He even said he would be OK letting me fuck another guy if it made me happy.  I love the way I feel when I’m talking to him.  When I’m with him.  He lives 700 miles from me.  He is married, they have a house, two dogs and two cars and a person they take care of.  We’ve only been in the same place a total of 6 days.  3 of those days were only a few hours.  I am so drawn to him.  When we talk about sex I’m so turned on by him.  When we talk about everyday stuff I want to be there.  When we talk about meeting I’m ready to run to him.  Still I don’t know where this will lead.  My heart is getting way to wrapped up in this and I’m starting to lose it.  My life was already complicated but now it’s dizzying. 

Some times I wonder why don’t I just say good-bye to both of them.  One doesn’t help me much and sometimes drags me down.  The other is, well, unavailable.  Then I think who would know me and love me.  I need a decent person to be with me and my kids and what decent person would like me with my crazy ways.  Maybe I’m over thinking this but it keeps coming back arround in my head.  I think I’ll do what I’ve always done.  Look forward, work hard and keep being me.

What what in the butt……

14 Aug

I was checking out my blog stats.  This is my first blog so I am very interested to see how it works.  I noticed some one had found this blog by searching “felt him cumming”, so I tried to find the blog using that as a search. 

I didn’t find my blog but I did find a forum discussing anal sex.  I’ve done it in the butt before.  OK, more than a few times, but always when I was really fucked up.  I’m pretty sure this forum started with the question is there any health problems with too much anal sex.  The folks in the forum reassured the asker there there is no problem with lots of butt sex.  People were talking about doing 6 times per day.  One couple says they have not had vaginal intercourse for over a year and a half because they liked doing it in the butt so much.  They are taking about how they like to feel the warmth as their man cums in their ass.  The men are saying what an amazing orgasm this produces.  Reading all this is getting me fucking horny. 

When I’m turned on like this I’m thinking of Tom.  I start to text him the short version of this story.  He has never had anal sex.  I really get off on pleasing him.  I’m telling him if he were here right now I would let him try with me.  I’m inside my office and my texts aren’t sending so I go outside and lay on the grass.  I’m so fucking wet that I think I could feel my juices sliding down my lips. 

He’s telling me how if the reading about anal is getting me going to read about two girl one guy threesomes.  I remind him I need no extra push to go there.  I love going down on a girl.  Just have to find the right girl that is usually the only trouble with that.  So as I’m laying on the grass in the sunshine I text him, “I’m so fucking wet and I think my…..” .  I say I’m not sure if I can say it.  He texted back, “You can’t say something to me?”.  With the strange dynamic of our relationship we I believe hold almost nothing back from each other.  It was a totally valid question.  So I say it,”I’m really fucking wet and my ass is relaxed.”.  I tell him it’s like my dirty mind is getting my body ready.  He says for my dick?  Of course my answer is yes.  He tells me he is getting hard just thinking about it.  We talk about how much I want to eat some pussy while he fucks me from behind.  How next time we are together it will be more adventurous. 

It’s funny we had talked about a lot of this stuff before.  Dirty stuff, kinky stuff, rough stuff.  When he said he loved me I warned him, “How can I be your dirty sex toy if you love me?  Can you choke, whip and sodomize the one you love?”  We laughed about it, but when it came time to be with him we were very sweet to each other.  The most we strayed away from making love was him pulling my hair.  I wonder how it will be when we meet again?  He is very sensitive to my reactions.  He is attentive to my body.  I’d love to try more with him because not only will be be very aware of my pleasure but I really get off on his.  I have this strong desire to make him happy.  So as we were talking I was so horny that I had to cum.  I came back to my desk and rubbed one out in my chair.  It was hard to concentrate for a while but I got back on track and finished my day. 

I didn’t hear from Tom that night.  My damn girlyness started to make me think he only responded when I started talking about sex, really dirty sex.  That’s all he wants me for.  Then I saw a post on Facebook he was at the races.  He was too busy to text.  He sent me a goodnight note later and I felt so much better.  I can’t believe how horny he makes me.

Jealous….Who, me?

25 Jul

I’m not the jealous type. I’m kinda pretty and have big boobs and nice curves. What guy wouldn’t want me (said with a half cocked smile)? On top of it I like girls. If a hot girl is hitting on my man I’m in there trying to see if she likes me too! I have had more than one person ask how I keep from being jealous. So now I have this weird situation. Tom is very good with the ladies. I find that very attractive. I get turned on thinking of these things but I also have a new and different feeling that is coming along with it, jealousy. I think it’s because they can be with him, those women are there with him. His storeys become kinda bitter-sweet. If I could just get my hands on him more frequently I think would be only sweet and possibly really hot! I don’t want him to change a thing other than being so far away.