When church was adjourned I hurried to the door and couldn’t wait to get outside. If my friends or pastor only knew of the thoughts that raced through me and my pussy that drenched every second wanting attention. I was a sex addict and there was no denying that. What few pleasures I could get from my boyfriend were not enough for my thirst. The meetings I attended regular for my addiction were not doing any good and my pussy was on fire to be touched by one person who knew how. I thought of his strong ridged cock along the side of my clit rubbing against extinguishing the flame that was inside. But it wasn’t enough I had to have him take those beads, rope, and dildo and shove it far up my ass when we fucked. It wasn’t the most pleasurable experience anymore and I found myself getting bored.
I prayed at dinner that these urges would go away to give me normal needs but the ache was too much. I needed to be fucked and I needed it bad. I got up from the table and went to my closet grabbing my best fuck me to death outfit and headed out the door. Not far going down the road a cop pulled me over and asked to see my registration and drivers license. With my need to be filled by cock I had left my purse on the table so I braced myself for a ticket. What came next was anyone’s guess instead of taking me in he wanted me to suck his cock and put the baton up his ass double fucking him. I couldn’t resist and soon he was fucking this tight little pussy and I was eating out his ass. Paying careful attention to his ass I flickered my tongue in and out and couldn’t wait for that load to cum in my mouth. But he restrained and turned me over spreading my cheeks and placing the baton in my ass. The cum dripped from my pussy and I shuttered into oblivion.
Blessed And Kinky
I love it when we’re cruisin’ together
There we were, on the deck of the ship, worn out from the hot ass sex we’d just had. I had opened an email just a week ago today that stated I’d won a cruise for two. For shits and giggles I called the number and it was legit. So I called my girlfriend and we packed our bags. We packed our sexiest lingerie & a few of our very favorite toys. We set off to Mexico. We shared the captain’s fat cock to be able to use his quarters, and we had been fucking like horny rabbits since! We were both single, gorgeous women who needed a break, and a break we got! We swam in the pool, gave each other full body massages (with happy endings of course!), soaked in the big bubble bath and put all of our toys to very good use. I loved to lick her sweet cunny dry as I fucked her in the ass with my big blue dildo and I discovered I loved being fucked by her gorgeous feet! We discovered tons of new things about each other’s bodies and our own. We were very diappointed to see the cruise coming to a close, but as we pulled into the harbor we agreed we needed to hook up more often! Maybe I need to check my email more often, LOL! Shoot me a line and I’ll get right back to you, even if it isn’t about a cruise!
😉
Not the Quiet Christian Girl
I had the routine boyfriend that followed a schedule as follows: work from 9-5, workout at 7, and be in bed by 11. It was becoming so routine I didn’t even have to use an alarm clock to the times anymore. I ached for something different and yet here I was stuck in the boring life with a Christian man who dared not leap to a devilish side. I was bored shitless! I dreamed of a guy who would be open enough to try the bizarre and just let me be myself but, that was not happening with my boyfriend. Stuck in a rut is what he wanted and how he wanted to stay. Voluntarily, each day for work after he left I would sneak into the kitchen and put grapes in my ass and pussy letting the warm juice flick down my legs dreaming of the guy that would come and cream pie me.
My fantasy that’s not too hard to tell… I wanted a guy to fuck me so hard that his cum was inside me sending me to an oasis that one could only dream about. Impregnating me and filling me with warm man seed. Getting that from my boyfriend was going to be hard work because he had a vasectomy when we first met and vowed never to have little ones. But oh the fantasy was getting me hotter each day until I could barely control myself of thoughts of a young viral man throwing me across the bed and putting my legs around his head, and entering my tight little wet pussy with such brutal force that the blood ran down my inner thighs from him stretching me so wide.
There is nothing wrong with a fantasy right? A strong muscled cock entering a much tighter positioned hole that wanted to be fucked and impregnated. That’s what I wanted and yet here I was with the stickiness of today’s finger massage in my love hole and no one to help me with my thoughts. Isn’t that too bad?
Sexy Phone Chat Leads to Hot Hookups
I was having some sexy phone chat with this younger guy I met online. Sometimes I dabble on that online dating site, Cougar Life. It is perfect for me to find boy toys to fuck. Let’s be honest, women in their 40s sometimes just need to get fucked. No dating, no games, no strings attached. Just a hot booty call. I don’t ever want to date or be in a relationship with a man half my age, but my pussy wants a short term in and out kind of relationship with his cock. So this guy I have been texting with for a week or so called me to arrange a hook up.
I don’t normally do random encounters, so I was nervous. I fuck all the time, but I have a mutual friend or acquaintance with most of my one nighters. Online dating is a different breed of hook up lol. We met some place neutral for drinks first. Tequila always loosens me up. In fact, it makes my clothes fall off. He was a handsome guy. Well built, articulate, educated, easy to talk to. I just hoped his dick was big. After a few rounds of drinks, I suggested we go back to my place. I had a good feeling about him, or it was the tequila thinking for me.
We couldn’t keep our hands off each other in my car. He started fingering my pussy as I drove. Made it very challenging to focus on the road. When safely at my house, I tore his clothes off like a sex starved succubus. His cock was huge. Bigger than I could have hoped for. I wasted no time cramming every inch of him in my mouth. I had him moaning so loud too. I reached my fingers between my legs to rub my clit. But I didn’t get to touch myself for long before he was mounting me like a dog in heat from behind. I was really wet, dripping wet.
We fucked wildly for awhile. His stamina was impressive. He was thrusting in and out of me so fast, his cock just slipped into my ass. Went in pretty easy too because I was so wet. Normally I like a little warning before you ram your cock up my ass, but this was an accident. A happy accident. Felt amazing. His young balls full of cum were slapping on my ass in a rhythmic motion. I shoved a few fingers up my pussy so it felt like I was being double penetrated. We had an amazing time. No games, no drama, no strings, just good hot fucking. Just what a mature woman needs.
Being Social
I do not enjoy Spring one bit. The reason is not that I do not like the flowers, or the trees coming to life, or the warmer days, not at all. The reason is that there are so many social engagements to attend as a couple that extra playtime is cut so very short. It irritates me. Every day when I get the mail it seems there are so many invites to the stupidest type of soirees. My husband, my dear, sweet, Simon keeps on accepting them. I told him that I will be unable to attend some of these events due to work commitments, but when I am not here then I will be at someone’s house, or the club. Plus, Simon has off during the Summer and Last Spring. This is going to be absolutely terrible for me.
Hmmm, perhaps it will not be so bad after all. I was just struck by a very delicious thought. Perhaps having Simon near as I engage in my extra marital actives will be exciting. The thrill of maybe being caught? I need to think on this some more. However, I am getting excited as scenarios are spinning in my head.