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This is what my wife sounds like when she comes with a bullet vibe on her clit and me tonguing her ass, in case you’re curious.
Oh, and she might post some screen caps from the video if you ask nicely.
The room is ready. My glass of wine is half empty. I’ve removed all of my clothing save for a summer dress that can be pulled off in less than a second. I have a plan in mind.
I feel a tad predatory in my preparations, but I know what I want. The more obstacles I can remove that stand in the way of putting myself against him, the better.
Now I wait. Wait for him to be available.
Then I’ll pounce.
In the shower, an errant drop of conditioner on my breast transported my thoughts back to an evening in the past, an evening when Alec’s cum dripped from my breasts. What led up to that point, I do not remember. I do, however, know I asked for it and waited expectantly for my request to be granted. When it was, I grinned like a child on Christmas morning.
I wasn’t always a fan of being cum upon. I can see now that my opinion of this activity was colored by my perception of guys coming on girls in porn and probably by the type of porn where I saw this happen. To me it seemed expected. The scenes I saw appeared very contrived (as I’m sure most porn is) and to be following a formula: girl sucks guy’s dick, they fuck for a while, and then he unceremoniously comes on her face, breasts, etc. while the girl looks on with an expression of either boredom or “hurry up and get this over with.” None of that excited me in the least. In fact, it almost pissed me off. I could not imagine wanting a man to come on me. However, it seems that when I form an opinion about something that I WILL NOT DO EVER, I am, at some point, faced with a situation that challenges my thinking. What changed my mind? Reading about and seeing porn clips where women actually *gasp* enjoyed having someone come on them. When I witnessed someone that experienced pleasure from having a load of cum shots across her breasts, I had my eyes opened to the possibility that maybe I, too, would enjoy that.
Then came the hard (for me) part: convincing my husband that I actually wanted him to come on me. After years of having sex and never engaging in this activity and hearing my disdain for the contrived facial and breast cum shots in porn, how was I going to persuade Alec that I now wanted him to come on me? My memory is a bit hazy but I believe that I found a video clip that I found appealing, showed it to him, and commented, “I want to do that.” Being the pleaser that he is, Alec obliged me (the convincing part was *way* easier than I imagined). I think the first time was a bit awkward. Perhaps he was wondering if I truly believed this was hot. Maybe he wasn’t totally into it. Either way, he gave me what I asked for and I loved it. I believe that my appreciation for his cooperation showed through because he was willing to grant me repeat performances. Lucky me!
Having Alec come on me isn’t something we do often, but when it is incorporated into our play, I find it amazingly hot. I’m glad that I am open to changing my opinions and beliefs about things. Allowing my attitudes to shift and not stubbornly holding onto the “way I’ve always done it” has opened some seriously sexy doors for me.
Photos via aheadwithwings tumblr
I thought Friday night we were just going to have a quickie. Come fast, go to bed happy, you know? It was already midnight, not a lot of extra time for tired people to spend having sex. I headed down to the “guest” room, turned on the heater, and laid out my Eroscillator and Fun Factory Curve (those make a great combo, by the way). I thought I had set the stage for a fast little rendezvous before bed. Once again I discovered that no matter what I’m planning for, I’m often taken by surprise at how things turn out.
We started out kissing and touching, Alec doing a marvelous job of warming me up. After a few minutes he took me a bit by surprise by climbing on top of me. Ok, I thought, a little fucking as a prelude to the toys. But then he kept at it (not that I was complaining). Coming during missionary position sex is probably my number one preferred method of orgasm so I wasn’t about to ask Alec to stop. A few moments later he whispered in my ear that he wanted me on my knees, the Eroscillator on my clit, the Curve in my cunt, and his tongue on my ass. Well, ok! Just the mere mention of his desires almost sent me over the edge. I breathlessly murmured my agreement to his proposition. But he kept fucking me (again, with no complaint from me). Now, the man knows how to make me come. I’m sure I’ve mentioned before that he’s got it down to a science. The longer he fucked me, the closer to orgasm I was getting. I said to him, “If you keep this up, you’re going to make me come.” Perhaps he took this as a challenge or maybe he thought it just sounded like a good idea. Either way, he continued to fuck me until I had an absolutely amazing orgasm.
After I had a moment to catch my breath, he had me get on my hands and knees. I lowered my upper body down to the bed, to get a good angle for the Eroscillator to rest on my clit. This position put my ass up in the air, right where he wanted. Soon his fingers were in my wet pussy and he started to lick my ass. So many sensations. I kept wiggling around, trying to keep the Eroscillator in the spot I wanted, when I started to notice that it felt like Alec had more than one or two fingers in me. Then I felt more pushing, gentle but constant. We had been discussing working some fisting into our play some night soon and apparently he’d chosen this night as THE night. We’ve played with fisting before and I’ve enjoyed it. But this night, oh my… It was exquisite. Once his hand was all the way in, I was in complete ecstasy. I was hearing sounds come out of me that I don’t think I’ve ever made before. It was heaven. What made the moment even better was when I realized that Alec was stroking himself as he was fisting me. I love having a partner that truly gets off on my pleasure. We kept up at the fisting, jerking, moaning, writhing activity until Alec came. I laid back on the bed with a huge smile on my face then told him to go clean up and come back for more.
When he returned, I was ready with the Eroscillator again. He climbed up between my legs and started to work his hand back into me. Once he was completely in, I turned on the Eroscillator and placed the tip on my clit. Once again I was completely overcome with amazing sensations. There was no way I could ignore his hand inside me, twisting and gently pulling, pushing on areas not easily reached during more conventional methods of penetration. This, along with the deep, oscillating vibrations of the Eroscillator, made me come quite hard not long after we started this third act of the night. As my orgasm subsided, Alec collapsed next to me and we laughed when we noticed what time it was. So much for a quick fuck before bed!
Though our evening had gone much later than I’d expected, I was totally blissed out and too completely satisfied to care. Being tired the next day was a trade off I didn’t mind making in exchange for such a fun night of fucking.
HOLYSHITOHMYGODFUCKYEAH!!!!! I just had some amazing, amazing sex with my amazing husband and, oh my goodness, did I mention that it was amazing? I have no words other than to say it was spectacular and I have the most selfless, loving, and sexy husband ever.
Have you ever had one of those nights where there were so many sexy options laid in front of you that you didn’t know which one to choose? This was the “dilemma” I was presented with last night.
The original plan was for me to masturbate and then see what happened from that point. I had a new butt plug that I wanted to try out so I grabbed that, the water based lube, my Womolia vibrator and hopped into bed. Alec joined me and after a few kisses, I lay on my belly and set him to the task of putting the plug in. He lubed me up, slid the plug in, and turned it on. The plug bothered me a bit but I decided to give myself a moment to become acclimated to it. Alec climbed up on me, kissing my neck and shoulders. Then he slid his cock into my cunt and started to thrust gently. I closed my eyes and concentrated on relaxing and enjoying the moment, but the plug was irritating me so I hopped up, with apologies, and ran off to remove the plug.
I returned and promptly dove into Alec’s arms. We kissed a while and then he rolled me onto my back and climbed up on me. Soon thereafter he was thrusting into me slowly, then with more urgency. Every time he would slow a little, we discussed what more we wanted to do with the evening.
“I was just down here to watch you masturbate,” he said as he fucked me.
“You could just keep doing what you’re doing,” I replied breathlessly.
“Or I could grab the Boy Butter and put my dick in your ass,” he responded.
“That would work,” I said, eyes wide.
This suggestion nearly drove me over the edge. I wondered, silently, which was hotter: doing the actual acts we were throwing about or discussing them as we fucked.
“Or I could get the Rock Chick and use that while your dick is in my ass,” I suggested, pleased with myself for conjuring up the idea.
“We could do that,” he said devilishly as he pushed into me roughly.
He got out of bed, grabbed the Rock Chick, the lube, and came back to me. I tested the vibe on the Rock Chick, slid it into my already wet pussy and flipped over onto my belly. I closed my eyes and relaxed as I felt him putting the lube on my ass. When he was finished, he slowly started to push the head of his cock against me. I pushed back against him and turned the vibe on. I closed my eyes and reveled in the delicious feeling of him filling me. After a few slow thrusts to get us started, I quickened my pace to let him know he needn’t hold back. His hard cock moving in and out of me, over and over again, felt so amazing. As Alec continued to work on my ass, I pushed the Rock Chick onto my clit. The combination of the Rock Chick in my cunt and Alec in my ass was heaven. Hardly any time at all passed before I knew my orgasm was eminent. I gave myself over completely to the incredible sensations I was experiencing. I wanted to come but I was in absolutely no hurry for this amazing fuck to end. Soon enough, I had no choice. I was coming and howling and writhing and bucking against Alec, wholly overtaken by one of the most amazing orgasms. I didn’t stop after I came. I couldn’t. If Alec had not come a short while after I did, I would have likely begged him to fuck me all night long. But come he did and in that moment I stopped, wanting to feel the pulsing of his cock within me. It was the perfect ending of the perfect fuck.
Alec collapsed on me and covered my neck, shoulders, and cheek with kisses. As I regained my breath, I happily squeeked out, “good choice!”, confirming that though we had considered many options for the night, we had chosen correctly. I thoroughly enjoy each and every time we have sex, but some encounters leave me more blissed out than others. I can honestly say that last night was one of those nights. After he climbed off of me, I turned over and grabbed him back to kiss him. My kisses were delivered as mere pecks because I was unable to stop smiling. Recounting our evening together has been the cherry on top of a most delectable night of debauchery.
I have a couple of toys that were sent to me by Emotional Bliss to review; the Womolia Heat and the Femblossom Heat. I’ve used them both a bit but needed a little more “research” time with the toys before I could complete my reviews (which will be coming up shortly). Alec suggested that this particular warm, sunny afternoon might be a good time to test out the Womolia and get a few pictures for my review. I slipped into my favorite nightgown, got my toy, and got cozy on the bed. And then immediately felt like taking a nap. Alec looked disappointed, as he’d spent time getting ready to take pictures, so I tried to rouse myself. I asked him to come help me get in the mood and he quickly came to my side on the bed.
It wasn’t long before all thoughts of napping were out of my head and I was ready to press on with the product testing. I turned the Womolia on, placed it between my legs, closed my eyes, and got down to business. While trying to focus on my pleasure, I was aware of Alec moving about the room. Every so often I would hear the click of the shutter and wonder where he was and what image he just captured. We go along this way for a while when suddenly I wase aware of a change. I cracked my eyes open to see Alec taking a picture and then stopping to stroke himself. This took my excitement to a new level. I quickly lost myself in the rubbing and the thrusting and the hip grinding as I neared ever closer to orgasm. The next thing I knew he was on the bed with me, watching and stroking his cock, as I pushed myself over the edge. I came hard. As I was still writhing on the bed, he started to finger me as he continued to pleasure himself. Soon enough he came and collapsed next to me on the bed. I smiled at him, content, and so glad that I chose his suggested activity instead of a nap.
More pictures will be included with my Womolia review so please check back! Unless you’re Dangerous Lilly, then you’ve already seen the pictures (and probably more). Alec decided to give her a little sneak peek. 
Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday, everyone!
