Deep…

As I stood at the side of the bed stroking myself for her entertainment, she asked if she could suck my cock deep. Without waiting for an answer, she repositioned herself on the bed with her head hanging over the edge, and after looking at me, opened her mouth and let her head fall back — she exposed a long slender throat for me to fuck, and then she waited.

Moving towards her, I directed my cock into her mouth and slowly pushed until she had taken it all. As she waited for me to start fucking her throat, her hand moved to her pussy and she began to play with her folds. As I watched, I found myself slowly fucking her mouth as if it was the pussy she was playing with. Occasionally, I would pull out completely and ask if she could breathe and she would nod and open her mouth inviting me back in.

Her moans were muffled and occasionally her free hand would move to my ass to pull me in and hold me there. Her fingers would circle her clit with urgency when she did this — eventually I pull out concerned that she couldn’t breathe. Inevitably she whispered, “more”, and I fucked her lovely throat with abandon.

Suddenly she stopped playing with her pussy and I knew to pull my cock free. She always said the same thing — “Now I want you deep”.

I cradled her head to help lift her back up onto the bed and she quickly repositioned herself so her pussy was where her mouth had been. She was open and wet and let out a long groan as I filled her.

We fucked hard and deep, and she came just before I did.

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Dildo fucking…

I like it when you tell me cum has starting to run down your inner thigh and when returning from the bathroom you tell me how much I came; then you slide back into bed smelling of sex. You kiss me and tell me how you are still horny and want more — I say I will need a little time to recover and you laugh and reach down to feel my soft sticky cock.

Pulling the sheets back, you move to straddle me, and as I look up, you lick two fingers and move to your swollen cunt. You keep staring at me as you spread your folds and play with your clit — you are red and sticky with our juices.

You ask me to find the dildo, and as I stare up at you, I blindly reach for it under the covers and finally find it. Grabbing it, I hold it like a second cock just above my belly button and invite you to fuck me again. I hold it tight with two hands as you reposition and slowly guide neon pink deep and then grind into my hands. You fuck silently and reach to take control of the dildo and I watch you lose yourself in pleasure. You have lifted off me to make it easier to fuck yourself and the dildo now glistens.

I whisper my cock is coming back to life and you tell me it’s too late and I will have to lay there and just watch. You reposition still more to move your cunt, and the dildo you’re fucking, to my chin; your scent fills me. I watch the dildo spread red lips, and as I sense you building to climax, you stop. You pull the dildo out and push yourself onto my face and then grab my head to force my mouth hard into your cunt. You demand I make you cum. My tongue rolls around your clit but moves quickly to plunge inside. I can’t breathe as you grind into me and I move my tongue in and out with urgency — I can hear you groan, and your body tightens and juices fill my mouth. There is a moment I feel like I’m drowning but you shift again and I swallow; I can breathe again.

You’ve reached around and compliment my hard cock, and as if wondering aloud, ask how we can make sure it doesn’t go to waste. Then impishly, you get on top of me and kiss me softly on the lips and tell me you have an idea. You say that since we have a very talented dildo, we should see if it’s true that I can cum by using just a dildo. You kiss me again and mutter something about finding the lube; you shift yourself off me with determination.

You look like sex as you reach for the dildo.

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Cock, balls and cunt

There is a wildness to her eyes when she has cum for the last time — she looks at me as she pushes back her dishevelled hair and protests when I try to touch her; she says she’s sensitive and will be sore later. As she playfully slaps my hand away and kisses me deeply, she tells me she wants to play with our cock. It’s a game we sometimes play when she has taken me to the edge more than once but wouldn’t let me finish until as she says, she’s had her way with me.

She nudges me onto my back and searches for the lube lost somewhere among the sheets — with a sense of satisfaction she finds it and pours lube over my cock with abandon. She gets on top of me and moves herself until her warm cunt is pressed up against the base of my balls. She then announces how it looks like she has a cock and balls and wants to play with it until we cum. As I stare up at her, it does look like we both have the same cock and I groan slightly as she starts to press herself into me and stroke our cock. Her rhythm changes as she watches me, and she makes compliments about how red our cock is; she stops when she thinks I we can’t hold it any longer and pushes her cunt harder into me and coos with pleasure.

She reaches for more lube and pours it onto our cock and circles the ridge of the head with two fingers; she then slowly moves down the shaft to our balls and back up in a slow-motion until cunt, balls, and cock are slick and sticky.

She watches me contort and smiles as I beg to be released — she deliberately lightens her touch to keep me on the edge. Then almost to herself, she says she wants to watch us cum; her grip tightens, and she strokes our cock faster. She moves her other hand to our cock, and before she can start double handing our cock, my back arches as I cum with a long groan of relief. She softly stokes our cock and admires how much we came.

Slowly, and unexpectedly, she adjusts to separate cock, balls and cunt and straddles over me, and with a hand glistening with lube and cum, starts to caress the folds and finger her clit. She opens to her caresses and enters herself as I watch. She begins to rock slightly to her finger fucking and I watch juices begin to flow down her inner thighs and onto my cock and balls, and onto the sheets. With a shiver she stops, and her eyes focus on me and sparkle.

It seems she hadn’t come for the last time after all.

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Lost in her refection

She loves our mirror. She spends as much time as needed to make sure everything is in order at the beginning of the day, and will turn to either side when she is almost finished her inspection; a wrinkled nose always means a change. She is measured when she dresses and there is a dance like quality to it — occasionally she will ask what I think but it’s easily dismissed. Her eye is critical.

She has a weakness for lingerie so occasionally I will surprise her — with a bottle of wine, we will talk about the day and what could possibly be in the beautifully decorated box. Inevitable we find our way to the bedroom and I will lay on the bed enjoying the wine and watch as she muses over her new gift. She looks at herself and then at me and raises her glass to make a toast to our seduction.

We fuck in front of the mirror and watch ourselves cum. She particularly likes to ride me facing the mirror, and as she cums, I watch her lost in her reflection. Once she jerked me off until I came all over my reflection and laughed with satisfaction as she licked the glass clean. Another time, I found her sitting on a chair in front of the mirror naked; her legs were spread wide as she fucked herself with a pink dildo. I watched her cum and she smiled back at me as I jerked off.

Sometimes when we fuck, she will ask me to spank her hard and stop when she asks me to — inevitably she jumps out of bed and goes to the mirror; she looks over her shoulder and marvels at the colour of her ass and the marks I have left. She then looks back at me and demands more. This continues until she doesn’t ask me to stop and the sound of our orgasms fill the room.

I suggested the other day that maybe we should get a nicer mirror and she asked why. She said it’s perfectly fine and she likes the way it makes us look. She then took my hand and led me to the bedroom.

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Painting my cock

“I want more intimacy”, Simone declared with a twinkle in her eye and a tone to keep me on my toes.

Knowing she already had something in mind, I couldn’t help but ask, “How so?”

“Well for one thing, you know I’m on my period and you haven’t tried to fuck me once. You know I like sex when I’m on my period, and what’s worse, I know you like it more.”

“My god I’ve been so selfish”, I say with a smile and a hint of sarcasm.

“Come on honey, let me paint your cock”, Simone whispered as she reached to undo the top button on her jeans.

She revealed practical black cotton panties and then sat on the leather couch to pull her jeans off and tossed them onto the floor. Settling back into the couch, she spread her legs slightly, and started caressing her clit through the fabric. As she found her rhythm, she closed her eyes and her lips parted slightly with her breathing.

After a few moments I pushed the table to the side, and as I watched her, removed my jeans and underwear — and started stroking my cock. She opened her eyes, smiled, and we watched each other masturbate. Slowly, without taking her eyes off my cock, she shifted and lifted her ass slightly to remove her panties and tossed them to the floor. She settled back into the couch with her legs spread wider to exposing her pussy and a small string complementing the folds.

“Go on baby; you know you want to. After that, this very wet pussy is all yours.”

After briefly considering the invitation, I knelt and reached between her legs for the string. It was a little slippery so I curled it around my finger and pulled. The tampon was deep red, and I let it dangle for a moment before I tossed it to the floor. Simone had reached down to rub her clit as I stared at her wet and open pussy, and reached for my cock.

“Let me fuck you from behind”, I said as I stood.

Simone laughed and eagerly shifted her position to all fours with her legs slightly apart and pussy inviting — I moved behind her, and before she could offer any assistance, guided my cock inside her. She groaned as I slid my cock deeper into her wet cunt. My hands fell to her hips as I thrust into her and we found our rhythm.

“Oh my god, yes. Just like that. Paint your cock baby and make me cum.”

As we thrust harder and faster, I looked down at my cock — it glistened red with her blood and her juices. I shifted my weight slightly and Simone had reached to rub her clit as we fucked. Simone’s moans filled the room as she orgasmed and then fell quiet as I started to build. I looked down at my painted cock one more time, and with a heavy groan, came. Still hard, I wrapped my arms around her waist and rested my chest on her back and we settled into each other.

Simone broke the silence with a whisper and a giggle.

“Let’s go get cleaned up, and let’s be careful this time — last time the place looked like a murder scene.”

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