Saturday, December 5, 2009

Voyeurism

With Jack and I on very different schedules, it is rare that we find time to spend an entire day together being intimate (and by being intimate I usually mean hardcore fucking). However last weekend he was off work and rather than spending the entire day in bed, he was kind enough to wake up with me early in the morning and help out with my photoshoot. A mutual friend of ours decided to try out to become a suicide girl and gave me an opportunity to exercise my hobby of nude photography.

We went to the empty warehouse together, Jack, I, the girl and her boyfriend. She posed and stripped while I took pictures and Jack helped move lights. I was telling her to move, pulling her body this way and that; taking it as a job and never thinking of it as erotic until Jack intervened. He told her to bend over with her hands by her ankles and ass in the air. I met Jack's gaze and became turned on as I thought of the two of us controlling her together. The entire set up reminded me of one of my fantasies: me photographing Jack as he fucks another woman.

I see Jack with his hands in some slut's hair, pulling her head back to expose her neck; biting her as he has so often done to me. I want to watch him force her to the ground with his cock throbbing, pressed hard against her. I don't touch myself, not yet. I watch them fuck and move around them, hidden behind my camera as I record this to relive over and over later. Jack is harsh to her, using her like the slut she is. She knows she deserves and wants this, and even as tears form in her eyes from the humiliation she is cumming again. I want to watch Jack take control entirely, to dominate a woman in ways I would never allow to be done to me. I feel warm and tight watching them, so turned on I want to join in. Not yet.

He pulls out of her and forces his cock down her throat, holding on to her hair while he fucks her face. I want to watch her try to take it all in, struggling to swallow his length. After all of that the bitch is tired, he's fucked her for an eternity and now it's my turn. I straddle him and we fuck each other hard and fast and harsh and everything hurts in an amazing way as I stretch around him. He explodes into me, cumming in waves, more and more. I suck our juices off of him and then stroke him to hardness again. I need more.

This time I slowly finger myself as he fucks the girl. At this point she's cumming near continuously and moaning incomprehensibly as he holds her up against the wall, her face pressed to the cold stone while he jerks her up and down roughly onto his erection. Finally he cums again, pulling out and spilling himself all over her breasts. Now I am ready. I press my thighs against him as he kneels, then straddle his face. He eats me for all he's worth, his tongue sucking at my clit. I orgasm and his arms wrapped around my legs are the only reason I'm still standing. Thank you, I murmur and kiss him as the three of us lie in a tired heap on the floor.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Jack sleeping

It is Jack that is sleeping this time, driving me wild with the way he stretches beneath the covers, his tightly muscled arms holding a pillow instead of me. He got off work at 2 A.M. last night, and I know I should let him sleep; but looking over at his full lips and tousled hair stirs in me love and inevitably lust. I can see the outline of his cock pressing against the blanket, stiff with the morning. I want to lick his cock, slowly from the base to the tip, swirling my tongue at the top; then back down to trace the vein along the underside of his cock. Feel it throbbing beneath me, straining even larger and tighter against the confines of my mouth. Sucking him, taking him in all the way and moving up and down faster and faster. I need to work him to frenzy, feel his silky cum explode all over and me desperately catching it in my mouth and swallowing the hot salty liquid down to warm inside of me. Christ I want him now, only a few feet away from me, murmuring slightly in his sleep. I give in. I'm off to wake him in a very pleasant manner.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Insomnia, need, and blue balls

Jack again, up late, as usual. While Kathy likes to (and really, needs to, physically) crash early, I have wicked bad insomnia on occasion. So, what's a guy to do but turn to good old fashioned internet porn? Well, I do. But Kathy lying there in bed torments me. As much as I want to wake her up and just fuck her brains out until I fall asleep, doing so every time I can't sleep means that she'd never sleep either.

It's just so unsatisfying, jacking off, when she's lying there ten feet away. I know she needs her sleep, but her glorious tits, the supple arch of her neck, they call to me. I just want to burrow into the covers and taste her, wake her up with my tongue until she's perfectly wet and ready.

Agh, torment.

A great morning, though, by all counts. We were supposed to be in kind of a rush, going down to my parents' house for my little brother's birthday, but, well, showering with Kathy turns into an exercise in discipline at the worst of times, and the best... well, that was this morning.

Let me just say that I love the way she's shaped. Her small frame, barely 5'2", thin built but soft and carrying a gorgeously proportioned ass and tits grown now to a solid D since we started dating--the debate as to whether or not that is somehow my fault, however, I leave to trivia. She's just damn gorgeous, and it's not bloody fair that I'm sitting here typing when I should be inside of her again.

Anyway. We're in the shower, and she's covered in soap suds all over, wet and beautiful and perfect, when I noticed that there was a spot free of soap on her neck. Me being me, I had to have a nibble at it, and I lost control. Biting into the tender flesh of her neck, my hands found those perfect, perfect tits and started kneading her, pulling at her nipples, her knees buckling and sending her gorgeous ass onto my cock. I forget exactly what she said to try to fend me off, but after some serious kissing it was a forgone conclusion that we were going to fuck the hell out of each other, and NOW. Bending her over in the shower, I started fucking into her, pushing my wet, soapy cock into her--not quite ready for me, but gods do I love that stretching feeling--hard and fast. Her groaning moans every time I pushed all the way in were perfect, and I dare say impossible to communicate in words. But, as usual, steam makes the hard labor of our sex life a little awkward, so she hopped off and started telling me we had to get ready.

Balls to that! I don't give up that easily, and I dropped to my knees and hooked my arms around her legs, pulling her pussy to my face and eating her wet snatch for all I was worth. The view, incidentally, is amazing when I look up; her body arches, her hands pressed into the walls, her eyes half closed in that expression halfway between pain and surprise. It's perfect, and only makes me want to taste her more. So I started tonguing her clit, fast and wild, relishing every pitch and roll of her body against my face, lapping her juices up like I was dying of thirst.

Dammit, hard again. I don't know why I thought this would help.

But, anyway, when we finally disengaged, I needed her, badly, and I knew the shower and our water bill couldn't take the kind of pounding I needed to give her--gods, by itself, the water on my cock was enough to drive me crazy now that I'd tasted her. So, a pinch on the ass and a dead run to the bedroom later, I'm on top of her, pushing all of me into her again, bottoming out inside her while my hand holds her ass up for that perfect, lovely angle where I roll my whole length across her g-spot. She's cumming, I'm nibbling all over her neck and ear, and we just don't stop--doubtless the housemates knew by now what was up, because our bed has taken to squeaking like crazy. Soon, she's cumming all over my cock, and we switch, Kathy going to her knees in front of me and me mounting her to fuck her hard doggy style, making enough noise to wake the neighborhood between her groans and mine. It was perfect and fierce, and the feeling of her orgasming on my cock like that, while I pound the hell out of her and she fingers her clit, well, it's a hell of a rush. But I need more.

I need her on top of me, and with that tired orgasmic glint in her eye, she climbs onto me, sliding down roughly, taking all of me into her sore but still eager wetness, and I push her up perpendicular to me so I can see all of her stretched above me. She's just so gorgeous, riding me, and I love how much she cums while I fuck up into her fast and rough, watching her tits bounce in quick little circles while she slams down my length. And gods does she slam! She finally took control a bit and bent over me, grinding her ass down on me until it slapped against my balls, her pussy pulling at me and spasming again and again, covering me in the white froth of her juices over and over, until I just couldn't take it anymore. I yelled something incomprehensible along with her and blew my load into her while she clamped down on me and came again.

Hell of a way to get ready for a trip to see the family, and damned if I don't want to just wake her up right now and do it all over again. But, no. She's got classes tomorrow, and I'll just have to content myself with this.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Sex in the Great Outdoors

Jack and I drove up to one of our favorite getaways, Tunica Falls. We spent the day hiking, having clay fights, finding baby snakes (to Jack's chagrin), and basking in waterfalls. After hiking past any areas frequented by adventurous families and troops of boy scouts, we found a stream bank that looked perfect. We had been waiting for this all day. Much as we both love hiking and the outdoors, nothing could compare to the feeling of him inside me.

I grab his hair and force his mouth to mine, our tongues invading each other, a harsh long kiss where neither of us could breathe but neither wanted to. Those world ending kisses that keep me coming back to him, constantly craving more. The day is humid as only Louisiana can be, and we can both barely breathe from exertion and want. I straddle him and continue to kiss him; not letting him in, not yet. I tease his cock, brushing the head of it against my wet pussy. Gods it's hot outside and there's a faint sheen of sweat on Jack already.

He begs. I love when he says "Baby, please" or "Domina". I slide him in, gasping at the tearing feeling as I always do. He's so big! Then I adjust, stretch around his pulsing cock and begin to move. First rocking forward with our bodies level, then that blissful screaming soul rending moment when I sit up fully and slide the last painful inches of his cock into me. It's amazing. He's pushing so hard against my cervix I can't tell if it's pleasure or pain but all I know is I want more!

My eyes widen and he sighs contentedly as he enters me fully. I bounce up and down on his dick, trying to maintain a rhythm but shifting around him all the while as each stroke stimulates a different part of me. I lean back, still riding him for all I'm worth, letting the head of his cock brush against my clit with each stroke, hitting my g-spot on the way in, then sliding partly out to repeat the process. I simply could not help myself, I began to cum; finally lying exhausted on his chest.

I cum so hard that I'm sleepy, not caring that I'm lying in the middle of the woods naked; just wanting to stay there with him forever. He lays me down gently and slides into my pussy, still dripping with my cum. Slow missionary strokes tease me into renewed arousal, and I push back against him. However he continues to punish me, moving with such infuriating slowness that I dig my nails into his back and bite at his ear, begging "harder, faster!". He obliges and I lock my ankles behind his back, pulling him down on me even as he pounds inward. It feels so good I can hardly stand it but looking past the muscles of his shoulders working above me I see the canopy moving above us. The vivid greens and blues, so like his gorgeous eyes and the ink on his skin, are captivating. It was a religious experience. Finally, an eternity of pleasure in which time stops later, he cums. So hard, it bursts out of him, pleasuring me as it touches every inch of my walls. We collapse into each other in our stolen moment.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

I love threesomes

Jack here, and that title is totally true. I do. I really, really do. There's nothing like having two women there with me in bed, but I'm rather specific about how it all goes down: they have to play with each other, too. I know a lot of guys wouldn't care, particularly, because, hey! two chicks! BUT, well, I care. I like watching girls fucking each other, especially if my cock is involved somewhere in that glorious writhing puddle of feminine sex. For instance, I love fucking a girl from behind while she 69's with a playmate, pulling my cock out so the other can suck the juice off when she's not busy licking the clit. It's just awesome.

But my real favorite in the whole situation, my favorite fantasy, is having one riding on my cock and one on my face, while they make out and play with each other over me. For one, I love eating pussy. LOVE IT. The first thing I think when I meet a new attractive girl is what her pussy must taste like, and right after that what noises I can make her make while I fuck her. For another, I really dig it when a woman takes control of the pace and angle when she's on top. Plus, girls kissing is all to the good. So, basically, it's the best of all worlds.

Now, we've had threesomes before, Kathy and I (some of you might have read about how we started dating, on that note), and I've got to say, I love how she operates the whole thing. Sure, I'm a bit of a dom, but she's hardcore, and really takes control with women. We had a friend of ours, Becky, over earlier this summer, and it was Kathy who really commanded the whole situation. Why not? I love watching my baby with her face buried in another girl's pussy while I'm getting a blowjob, or seeing her being pleasured while I pound into another girl's ass (and Becky has one hell of an ass).

But there's one girl in particular that I can't wait to get home and play with. We'll call her Selene. She was one of Kathy's toys when she was dating women exclusively, a delicious little sub who kept coming back for more even after Kathy tied her up and left her there, or pushed a bookshelf over on her to pin her down. So, clearly, she can take pain, but she also looks fantastic. Taught-bodied little redhead, pretty face and a nice little ass to complement her small, high tits. Not my normal choice in partners, but exactly what I like in a pet or slave. It also helps that she's one of Kathy's exes, as I have a possessive urge to pound the shit out of her for Kathy, punish her with my cock.

How I want this to go is fairly simple.

Kathy lures her back to our place, without me. She's got Selene tied up naked, and is wearing her black corset, garter belt, and thigh highs, and has already started playing with our new toy. I come in, pretending to be surprised, and watch the shock on Selene's face. Rather than join in immediately, I watch them, watch Kathy torment the girl, see the added horror of having an audience bloom in Selene's eyes. Once she cums under , Kathy unties her and puts a collar on her neck, before walking her over to me in my chair.

Kathy forces Selene to her knees in front of me and I undo my pants, my cock springing free into Selene's face, when Kathy tells her to suck it, occasionally pushing her head down onto my cock while she tries to take it all in, telling her what a filthy little pet she is before getting down with her and taking turns sucking me hard. Then she moves to the bed, tugging Selene along after her, shoving the girl's face into her wet, dripping pussy, telling her to stick her ass in the air for me. I ask Kathy if she wants me to fuck Selene, ask her if she wants me to tear her tiny pussy apart with my cock, and Kathy makes Selene beg for it, wiggling her ass at me and telling me to fuck her deep and hard. So I do, shoving Selene's face back into Kathy while I do, shoving all of me inside her and stretching her tight little pussy to the breaking point while she eats my lovely baby's dripping snatch. And I fuck long and slow, taking my time to direct every moan through Selene into Kathy's clit, fucking her through Selene's tight little body.

When it comes time to switch, I want Kathy on my cock, riding me and domming me a bit while Selene watches, licking Kathy's clit while she rides down on me, sucking Kathy's juice off of me when she comes off. With her hands still tied behind her back, Selene mounts my face, while Kathy and I make out in a threeway kiss with her pussy, tasting our new toy on each other's lips until the girl cums again, when they switch places. I eat Kathy's pussy for all I'm worth while Selene rides my cock, Kathy grabbing her little ass and shoving her down onto my cock harder and faster, me fucking up into her and pounding that tiny pussy for all I'm worth, sliding every thick inch up into her while I fight to breathe around Kathy's hot, wet, sex.

As I start to build up, Kathy's twitching on my face, getting ready to let go a big one, while poor little Selene is ready to pass out, cumming all over my cock, until Kathy and I let go, her on my face, me into Selene's pussy, her shoving her tongue into Selene's moaning mouth, until we all collapse into a nice, sweaty, fucked-out pile.

Then, a shower. Hopefully more, but that's really up to Kathy. After all, I don't want to look greedy. But, if she's a good little pet, I have a necklace ready for Selene. A gold collar choker, with a golden O disk hanging from it. Preferably, I want to see her wear just that while waiting in a corner of Kathy and I's room. She'd make a good little slave.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

This is the week of my period. As unromantic and completely unsexy as that is, it also means that when my hormones are going crazy, we're not having sex. So we do ridiculous sentimental things like cuddle, watch movies, and of course: blowjobs.

Blowjob week, as Jack prefers to call it, was cut short by my recovery from a sore throat bug but today I felt well enough to fool around. With one roommate out of the house and the other holed up in his cave of a room, Jack convinced me to give him a blowjob in the kitchen. He was making salsa and the house smelled delicious, we were kissing and I pressed against him; his erection pressing hard against my stomach as I leaned into his kiss. It was with much laughing and blushing that I decided to risk doing this with people home. He unzipped his shorts, no boxers today, and I knelt to take his cock into my mouth. Warm and rigid I opened my mouth around the first few inches. I never could take all of it, and now that he's stopped smoking it seems even larger; thicker. It was difficult enough to handle in the beginning! Sucking and flicking my tongue against the vein at the base of his head I tried taking more of him, using my hands to pump him up and down, further down my throat.

Then a heard a door open and pulled back, wiping my mouth and looking around suspiciously. I'm not exactly an exhibitionist. My worries of being seen ended that session. The rest of the day consisted of passionate make-outs and laughingly dancing around our bedroom to the Beach Boys. He is so ridiculously sexy and adorable, though I'll never be able to make him see why I pounce on him and pinch his gorgeous tight ass or cling to him when he comes in the room wearing only a towel. I love how open and free he is. I find it erotic that he's wants me regardless of where we are, whether in our bedroom or in the frozen foods section of the grocery he has that same damned smirk that says he'd fuck me against the aisle if I'd let him.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

While reading Jack's post this afternoon after work I became aroused. So wet with memories that I needed him inside me right now more than anything. Alone, I moved my hand down past the waistband of my jeans, rubbing my clit from outside my underwear before moving inside. I want him. No quick kiss on the cheek and murmurs of affection, I want his eyes blazing gold from pain and anger at that edge of control and a deep gutteral moan pulled from him as he climaxs violently inside me. I need him to growl 'I love you' in my ear and bite down on my neck hard enough that I thrash and contort myself around him to escape, all the while causing even more blissful friction and muscle contractions around his cock inside me. I need.

Alone and frustrated I masturbated in the way only done when no one's watching. No slow seductive stroking of yourself while making eye contact with your lover. I threw my head down in a pillow, unable to see, barely able to breath and furiously stroked my clit, thrusting two fingers inside me. As I bucked against my fist I thought of him hard against his jeans pinning me between his erection and the kitchen counter. Of the warm smooth taste of his cock against my tongue as I blew him in the living room. Of the way his eyes widen and partly roll back when he cums.

As I neared completion there were spots of red in my vision. Gasping for air and thighs still shuddering with the aftershocks of my orgasm I curled in bed and fell asleep.