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“Pretty Picky For A Slut”

Ass fetish

We were at dinner and I was wearing my favorite black dress.  It hugs me in all the right places.  When I wear it I like to wear something under it that has just a touch of color.  It cannot be outright seen of course, but it makes me feel sexy.  However, when the dress rides up when I sit down, if anyone is looking, they get a little peek at the color in the top of my stockings.  I think it gives the impression that I am a Lady on the outside, but underneath I’m a little bit of a risque woman. 

I had excused myself from the table to go to the bar to get our drinks as our waiter was extremely slow in his duties.  I was standing there when a gentleman came up to me and asked me if he could buy me a drink.  I politely declined.  He insisted, and I kept refusing, nicely.  I am not sure why but he started to become agitated at my refusal.  I explained to him that I was there with a date and that it would be highly inappropriate for me to accept a drink from another man.  Which it would be.  He leaned in close to me as I was handed my drinks and said, “For a slut you sure are picky.”  The bartender heard him and told him that he should leave.  He told the bartender that only sluts wore red under their clothes for others to see.  Once again the bartender told him to leave.

I made my way back to the table.  My boy toy asked me if everything was alright, so I told him what happened.  He asked me to point out the man.  I chuckled and told him that it didn’t bother me in the least so it shouldn’t bother him.  We had a nice meal then went home.  I made us drinks and took them upstairs to my bedroom.  He was sitting on the bed with a grin on his face.  He said, ‘My sweet slut let me look at that perfect ass of yours.”  I slowly got undressed, teasing him as I went. 

He grabbed me to pull me to him.  He told me that I wasn’t a slut, but he wanted me to pretend that I was for a little while.  I had no problem doing just that!

Spa Day

Mature phone sex

After that insane party on New Year’s Eve, I decided that my boy toy and I needed a spa day.  Having someone pamper you for a couple of hours is well worth it.  A hot stone massage hit the spot.  When I went into the sauna afterward there were already a few people in there.  I spoke to some of the women that were sitting there, and then my boy toy walked in.  He flashed that beautiful smile of his and all the women smiled back.  One of them whispered to me that he was very hot.

I patted the spot next to me, he sat down, leaned in and gave me a short kiss.  I looked at the other women, some of them had their mouths open in disbelief.  I heard one of the women quietly say to another, “Why on earth is he with her? Look at him!”  I do not think she knew that I heard her because she started to speak to me in a friendly manner. Before she could finish her sentence I stood up, dropped my towel and said, “This is why.” I turned in a slow circle.

I know I’m not in the best shape of my life, but for my age my body is amazing.  The woman who was wondering why he was with me started to become uncomfortable.  She said, “I didn’t mean anything by it.”  Bullshit.  Women will snatch as many moments as they can to be bitchy to another woman.  That is a fact.  I said to her, “Perhaps if you took better care of your body you could have a piece of candy as I do.”  I stepped in front of him, he started to kiss my tits.

The women all left, looking back over their shoulder at us.  He was already rubbing my pussy and had his towel off.  The last women out stopped to tell me that she agreed with me, and if I had the chance to have a good looking younger man to fuck then I should take full advantage.  Then she shut the door so that we could fuck in peace.

New Year’s Eve Fetish Party

Domination phone sex

This year my live-in boy toy and I will be attending a very different type of New Year’s Celebration.  We already have our clothing for the festivities laid out. I am very excited to attend this invitation only event.  It pays to know people in high places sometimes. I will be wearing what I am wearing in the pic. Except there will be a change in the necklace, I will be wearing a stunning onyx piece my ex-husband gave to me years ago.  I think it will add the right type of sparkle.  My boy toy will be wearing his Tux, but under the tux he will be wearing his leather shorts that have exposure points on them.  In other words, his cock and ass will be showing, however, his cock will be in a cage. 

I was very surprised when I received an invitation to this party.  My one Domme friend has been telling me about these parties for the last two years.  I could never figure out how she got in, then earlier this year I discovered she was a Domme, then that explained it.  She has told me what goes on and I have to say that it sounds like it will be an amazing experience.  There will be Doms and subs, into different aspects of BDSM.  There are different kinks and fetishes within that heading and they will almost all be represented. 

I do not think my boy toy and I will participate this year, we will just watch, but you never know.  If it makes me horny enough, I might just have to join in, but my poor boy toy will just have to watch as I do not plan on bringing the key to his cage with me.  I know it is a bit wicked, but I think it will be more than alright.

In The Kitchen

Hot sexy woman

Two of the things that I enjoy is cooking and baking.  My Mother taught me how and ever since I was little I have loved it.  I turn on music then lose myself in the cooking.  The whole experience is cathartic for me.  People should cook for themselves, even if they live alone.  I know it seems like it would be a huge pain in the ass to go to all the trouble o fmaking a big meal for just one, but it is well worth it. 

I was in my kitchen, my music was incredibly loud and I was making pasta by hand when I felt two arms go around my waist.  It scared the shit out of me.  I turned around quickly, ready to punch whomever it was in the face, only to see that it is my boy toy!  He had been away for the Holiday to his parent’s house and now he was back!  He picked me up and put me on the counter.  He then pulled my jeans off, then panties, then he started to go down on me until I came.

I got down off the counter, went straight to my knees, took out his already hard cock and started to suck him off.  He was ramming his dick so hard in the back of my throat that I was actually gagging and I hardly ever gag.  He held onto the back of my head so hard when he came that I thought I was going to pass out from not being able to breath. 

Afterward I stood up and gave him a huge deep kiss.  I looked back at the counter and the pasta was completely ruined.  I didn’t care though, we cleaned up the kitchen together, then went upstairs to take a shower.  As I said, I enjoy cooking in my kitchen, but fucking around in my kitchen is much, much better!

Sexy AF

Hot sexy woman

I might be older but I am still sexy as fuck!  I take great pride in my body.  I work out to keep my body in shape.  I get a lot of attention from men my age, as well as a lot of younger men.  I love it!  However, sometimes that attention is not wanted so I just tell them to piss off.  That shocks some men, and some even become angry, but I’m not one of those women who keep quiet.  I am pretty blunt and in your face if I need to be.

One time I was at a bar in a hotel because I was away for a conference for a charity that I am on a board for.  I was sitting there at a table, looking at some things on my tablet when a man came and sat down at my table.  He didn’t ask if he could sit, he just sat down.  I looked at him without moving.  I asked him if I could help him, he said that no pretty ladies should be left alone.  I smiled curtly at him and told him that I was perfectly fine and would be.  He stood up, called me a bitch loud enough for those around me to hear, then walked up to the bar and sat down.

I wasn’t embarrassed at all, I went back to going over my work.  I could still hear him at the bar.  It was making others uncomfortable.  One young man went over to him and told him that he needed to stop because he was drunk.  The man just got louder.  Finally Hotel security had to come and remove him from the bar.  He kept yelling that it was all “that bitch’s fault”, I was assuming that I was the bitch he was yelling about.

I wasn’t at all bothered. I did however go over and thank the younger man who had tried to calm him down.  He introduced himself, I introduced myself and it went from there.  We ended up in my room.  I was on all fours, he was behind me slipping his cock in and out of my pussy.  He laid on his back and it was then my turn to be in control.  I sat on his dick without moving.  He kept trying to lift his hips up, but I wouldn’t let him.  I teased him for the rest of the night.  When it came to the point that he couldn’t take it anymore, he quickly flipped me onto my back and fucked the hell out of me.  I couldn’t help but think had the first man been cordial, polite, and spoke like a gentleman, he could of been the one fucking me instead.

The Watcher

Exhibitionist sex

I am not sure why I hadn’t noticed before but you can see into the bedroom of the Daughter of the Family that lives behind me. I was out on my balcony drinking some wine, and I noticed the houselights come on in their house. Their house sits below mine on a pretty good slope.  I certainly was not trying to looking into her bedroom but when that light came on my attention was drawn right to it.  I could see her on her phone, texting away, she was home for Christmas Break from college. Lovely girl.

A few days later I was sitting outside enjoying the view and reading when I saw movement in her bedroom.  She walked in and plopped down on her bed.  She once again was on her phone, after she hung up she closed her bedroom door, then started to take her jeans off.  I stopped looking at that point until my brain said, “Nobody will know, you are too far up for her to see you, so go and and look.” I put my book down and watched.  I thought she was just undressing to get into a shower or bath, but she just had her jeans and panties off.

She reached for something on the one side of her bed and when she brought it back up I could see it was a dildo.  She started to play with her pussy. She was very gentle with herself at first, then she started to push the dildo inside of herself, still going slowly.  I have to say I was becoming wet just watching.  She sped up the pace, her fingers were moving fast over her clit, the dildo was slamming in and out of her pussy.  She would stop every so often and just lay there breathing heavy.  Then she would start the whole thing over again.

She was on her third go when I saw her Mom’s car pull into their drive.  She must of heard it too because she quickened her movement.  She came just as her Mom went to the front of the house.  I saw her jump out of bed, pull her jeans back on and leave her room.  I stayed there for a few minutes then went inside and got myself off. I am really hoping that some point over the break she will have a boyfriend over and they fuck. I would just love to see that.

The Not So Good Old Days

Mature phone sex

I have always enjoyed the way I have maintained my body.  I work hard at it.  It is one of the reasons my ex-husband married me.  I knew it, and he knew it.  I am not sure it had that much to do with love as it had to do with lust and creating an image for the boys at his job.  I was the ultimate trophy wife for him.  Although most of the men married younger women, none of them could hold a conversation as I did, nor could they be sexy all of the time.  My Mother taught me well. 

I am from the time when Women took care of men and stayed home to do just that.  It sounds so antiquated now.  Everyone works, there is no one set parent that stays home.  All men and women cook and clean and watch over their offspring.  I remember making sure the house was spotless every day, then making sure I looked amazing for when he came home.  I would have dinner on the table and talk about nothing else but his day.  I had to make sure I was empathetic to his hard day which consisted mainly of sitting behind a desk, going to meetings, and drinking at lunch with his Partners.  I am not saying that he didn’t work hard, but it really got on my nerves after awhile.

Once I was so bored I decided to mix things up a bit.  When he got home instead of there being dinner on the table there was me.  Naked.  I wanted some god damned attention.  He looked at me and said, “Where is dinner.” Then went and made himself a drink.  Yes, my ex-husband could be an asshole, hence the reason he is an ex.

That night when he fell asleep I went into our guest bedroom and fantasied about how I really had wanted that evening to go.  I imagined him coming in the door, seeing me, dropping his briefcase to make his way between my legs as he brought me to orgasm with his mouth.  I could almost feel it, then I would of returned the favor by giving him the most incredible blow job of his life.  We would then fuck, and then go out for dinner.  I came when I thought about a cock banging away on my pussy right on our table.  I then made my way back to bed.

At one point I seriously considered having an affair, but I was a good wife and took my vows seriously.  Marriage wasn’t something you just threw away.  However, as the years went on and my sexual needs were not met, and he was staying away from home more and more we both decided that it was time to just move on.  I am glad we did though, because now I have an incredible sex life, and I often wonder that if it had been one of you that had come home to me on the table, what would you have done?

Mistaken Identity

Mature phone sex

Last night after work I flew to Vegas.  It was a impulsive decision but I decided that I needed to get out of the house for a bit.  It is a pretty quick flight there, only two hours, so although it was late when I arrived, I still wanted to spend some time on the casino floor.  I freshened up, put something a little bit dressier on then went down to lose my money. I hardly ever win so I know not to go overboard with the spending at the tables.

I had been at the black jack table for a little bit when I decided I had had enough.  I was still wide awake, so I went to one of the bars.  I was sitting at a table by myself just people watching when a very nice-looking man asked if he could sit down.  I looked him up and down and told him that he could.  We chatted for a little while then he said, “How much?”  I knew right away what he meant.  Although I was surprised by what he said, I maintained my expression when I gave him a price.

He agreed then stood up and held his hand out for me.  On the elevator on the way up to his room we barely looked at each other.  Once inside his room however it was a completely different story.  We spent exactly one-hour fucking.

I was already dressed when he went into the bathroom to shower.  I would make a bad prostitute, as I didn’t get the money before we started.  I suppose that is Prostitution 101, however, I turned the tables on my “date”.  I pulled out some money, took out some lipstick and wrote on his pillow, “Thanks for the good time.” Put the money on top of it and left the room.

Part of me wonders what he felt when he came out of the shower to see that.  I am not sure if I will even see him again while I am here due to the vast number of people in this Hotel.  If I do see him I will surly ask him what it felt like to be my little play thing for the hour.

Sharing My Pet

Sissy maid training

First off, if you do not know Nicolette then allow me to introduce you to her.  She is one of the kinkiest friends that I have.  A few years ago I helped her with one of her sons.  Since that time her and I have become fast friends.  She is super hot.  I mean, look at her.  Her tits are simply amazing. Now onto the story part of this blog:

Nicolette was spending a couple days with me so we could catch up on things since it had been ages since we had spent any real time together.  Our conversation turned to sex.  For some reason it always does when the both of us are speaking together.  I told her about how I can afford to now pay people to have sex for me while I watch.  How I have a new play thing who was at his Parent’s home for the Holidays, and that I started learning about BDSM.  When I mentioned that she perked up quite a bit.

She asked me if I could get a hold of my pet who I play with now and then.  I told her I could most certainly try.  I texted him and being the good pet he is, he texted right back even though he was out for dinner with his wife.  I told him that I really didn’t care that he was there with her, I wanted him here, now!  He sent back a short reply of, ‘Yes Ma’am.” Then we waited.

Forced feminizationWhile we waited we went up to my closet to pick out some appropriate apparel for our fun.  The doorbell rang and I went to answer it.  He was there, kneeling by the door to request permission to enter.  I told him not yet and yelled for Nicolette to come down.  She came to the door and laughed.  I told him he could come in, he looked confused.  He wasn’t used to having anyone with us when we played.  I introduced them and we were on our way.

We made him put on a pair of panties all while informing him of what the night would hold for him.  He didn’t like wearing the panties, but tonight he was our little Sissy and he would be trained to be our Sissy Maid.  He stood there in those panties, it was almost comical, he was truly embarrassed.  Nicolette suggested that he be punished for not liking what his Domme had given him to wear.  I told her where the gear was and she brought out everything.  Her and I decided on the canes.  He bent over while her and I took turns reddening his Sissy ass.  With each swat he had to apologize.

We then moved onto some strap-on play.  I have to say, Nicolette was a beast with that thing.  I have never in my life seen someone get fucked so hard.  She was thrusting into him so hard that I thought for sure he would go shooting out the window onto my front lawn.  She then made him clean off that which had been so violently rammed into his ass.  I went behind him and continued to widen out his Sissy pussy.  By the time we were done he was in tears from the humiliation, and Nicolette and I were enjoying seeing those hot tears running down his cheeks as he thanked us both for the lesson.

Sissy humiliation

 

Cocksucking Cum Bunny

Cocksucking phone sex

My live in boy toy sure does love to fuck.  His sexual appetite is voracious!  I am loving every single minute of it.  He calls me his Cocksucking cum bunny, which makes me feel a little bit weird because of my age. I am well beyond “Bunny” age. One of the things we both love is when he cums on my face and tits.  I know a lot of women do not like that, but I love it.  There is something about rubbing it into my face and tits right before I leave the house to go to a bored meeting, charity event or just go to lunch with friends.  He really gets excited knowing that I am wearing his cum like a precious jeweled necklace.

He was telling me a story about how he used to put his cum into his ex-girlfriend’s shampoo bottle.  She didn’t like his cum at all.  She didn’t want it on her face, hair, chest or even on her pussy for too long.  After they had sex she would go and shower immediately.  He even had asked her if she would just once leave it on her pussy while they went to dinner, she said no. 

Once, near the end of their relationship he came on her toothbrush, wiped some of it off, then waited for it dry so when she went to bed that night he could watch her brushing her teeth.  Of course with the flavor of the toothpaste she never knew what he had done.   He was thrilled with his little sneaky act though.  He would do other things as well, cum in her panties, bras, on her towels, once he even came in a box of cereal that she liked.  I thought all this was funny, but now just to be sure I always check my cereal before I eat it.  Not that I would mind, but I think it would give a clear indication that our relationships might be on the rocks and I want to hold onto him as long as I can.