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My Christmas Fuck 2009

Tuesday, December 29th, 2009

His name was Bill. Such a common name. Bill. William I guess. Don’t really know and don’t really care.  He works with me in Accounts. Not actually WITH me, he has his own office, some kind of “Higher Up” than me. I say “with me” but about 50 people work “with me” and I dont even know half their names.

Bill and I were the only ones with long faces and obviously not joining in the Christmas spirit at our work Christmas party. What a fuckin horror that is every year. The sausage rolls and pastries and cheap wine provided by our cheapskate employer and the pathetic $50 Christmas bonus. Sometimes only $20. And the Secret Santa. Everyone buys a gift no more than $10.00, wraps it up and puts it under the tinsel christmas tree without a gift tag on it in the interests of anonymity so noone knows what they are getting and who gave it.

This year I bought a very realistic looking plastic dog turd from a shop that sells practical jokes and just for a laugh rubbed it in some real dog shit so it would smell real as well as looking real. One of the typists got lucky bbut screamed when she touched it and her finger came away wiht some real dog shit on it. I laughed my head off secretly and silently while everyone else was aghast. Except for s few guys who throught it was a great joke and who suspicion immediately fell upon.

But Bill was looking glum and I thought he’d be the perfct partner to help me endure the pain of the Work Christmas Party. I got him a plastic glass of cheap wine and sat beside him, offered it to him, gave him an obviously fake smile and said “Bah, humbug” and sat beside him. I wasn’t on the make I just thought if i had to endure this crap I’d rather endure it with someone who wasn’t joining in the false festivities.

He said “Bah humbug to you too” and took the wine that I offered him. I sat leaning towards him to make it look like we were “together” to discourage anyone from approaching me to talk. It worked a treat. They were all in their little cliques and happy to leave me and Bill out of it. Suited me fine.

After a while Bill said “You smell nice.” I wasn’t sure how to respond to that so I said nothing. After a while he said “Very nice” and I assumed he meant I smelled VEY nice. Hahaha. I laughed. I took a discrete whiff of him to see if I could return the compliment and found he smelled like pine trees. Very fresh and clean not in a disinfectant type of pine fresh smell. More like a fresh outdoorsy pine way.

So being the master of small talk that I am I said “You smell like a pine tree.” He laughed and replied. “You smell like a strawberry”. And so we got talking.  He accused me of being Mary from Data Processing and I pleaded guilty and he confessed to being Bill from Financial Oversight. So I said “Ah, a bean counter.” and he said “No, you’d be the Bean Counter, I’m more of a Bean Counter Watcher, making sure you count the beans right.”

Such witty and clever conversation. I was having a ball. NOT !

But fuck me it was better than joining in with the rest of them. They even sang Christmas Carols.  Fuck me Good King Wankerslaus and parumpa pum pa.

So we talked, innocent at first then we got dirty. Bitchy really. We started insulting and tearing to pieces everyone in sight. Nasty, bitchy stuff and Bill surprised me by joining in enthusiastically. Pointing out everyones faults and failings and ridiculous behaviour. Ahh this was more like it. Hahaha.

Just as that was beginning to run out of steam and I was ready to leave Bill aasked me if I’d like to go have a real Christmas drink with him and I thought why not. He seemed OK and it was a ticket outta there. We went to a little bar a few blocks from work that he seemed to know pretty well and sat down in a booth and knocked back a few vodka tonics.

Hes not a bad looking guy. Average I guess. Dark hair starting to thin, nice brown eyes a kind of dark complexion. Light brown. Kinda hispanic but on the white side of hispanic. Not tall. Same height as me maybe even a bit shorter. Average build but a bit of a stomach on him. Going to fat. Just at the start of the decline. Probbaly early to mid forties and works too hard and doesnt exercise or eat right.

But after a couple of vodka tonics he looked fine. Fine like a Brooklyn Sign. I was happy. Slightly pissed, relieved to be away from the christmas party and enjoying his company. His passions are golf and some old car he is restoring himself. Never registered what it was. He did say. Meant nothing to me. Just some old car. Blah blah blah. He talked and I tuned out and watched him. He had very nice teeth. Very even and white. So many men have bad teeth. As if they just dont care. I think its very important a mans teeth. He had nice sensual lips too. Kind of thick like a womans lips. I dont like lipless men like Kenneth Branagh. That man has no lips. He’s lipless like some kind of caricature.

We had a few more (too many) vodka tonics and then he suggested dinner. I was thinking how much I liked vodka tonics when he said that and was trying to work out why I didn’t drink them more often when I obviously liked them so much.

So we relocated to this really nice Italian restaurant a few doors down and settled in to a wonderful meal of veal scallopini and seafood marinara, sharing food from each others plates like lovers would do. Very intimate I thought. Everything was going swimmingly and I thought I had got lucky.

Then he told me about his wife. Ex-wife. His kids. Ex-kids? DO kids become ex-kids along with the wife? Who knows? Who cares? Why do gus do this. The last thing I ever want to know about is a guys past girlfriends and wives. Well, unless its a particularly kinky sexy story. hahaha.

But Oh No, Bill was sad because his wife had kicked him out after 15 years marriage and wouldnt have him back. How sad. But then again if he spent all his free time playing golf and fucking around with some old car, who could blame her. He missed her so much. Yeah yeah. He missed his kids. Yeah yeah. This was his first Christmas without them. yeah yeah. Let’s move on.

But he wouldn’t. Oh God he went on and on. Why do guys do this? I couldnt understand why he wasn’t concentrating on seducing me instead of going on and on about his wife and fucking kids. Guaranteed turn off.  I couldn’t stand it. I just stood up in the middle of his diatribe about little bessie or betty or some fuckin thing, one of his kids and said I had to go to the toilet. Normally I would have said “powder my nose” but I was so fucking desperate NOT to hear about how little bessie or whatever misses him so much.

I went into the toilet, grabebd a wad of paper towels and wet them under the tap, grabbed another wad of dry towels, scrubbed the toilet seat with t he wet ones, then dried it with the  dry towels, dumped them on the floor of the cubicle, then sat down a nd had a piss and thought about whether I should just ditch Sad Sack Bill, Bessie and the rest of them.

I was still thinking about what to do including the toilet window escape route when I  was fixing my makeup in the mirror. I remembered why I dont srink a lot of vodka tonics even though I really liked them. They make me piss too much. Its the tonic not the vodka. I realised I was kinda thinking about fucking Bill. In the back of my mind. He was just an escape from the party and then was just mildly tolerable conversation but at some stage my mind had thought about fucking him.

I wondered what he looked like naked. Passable I thought. Passable. I wondered if he had a nice cock. Small one? Maybe thats why Lulubelle or whatever her name was kicked him out. Little Dick Bill. Hahaha. Nah he wasn’t giving aout any Little Dicked Man vibes.

I looked at myslef in the mirror and took a step back and thought Hmmm Fuckable. Yeah still fuckable. Grey business suit, cream button down blouse, moderately high heels. Sensible but still sexy. I undid the top button on my jacket , had a look then undid all of them. Yes much better I thought with t he jacket open. I undid the top button on my blouse and looked. No difference really. Too subtle. So I undid another one. Still too subtle. I undid another one.

Oops. Way too UNSUBTLE. Damn. Two buttons was not enough and three was too much. The second button was just above my bra and the third button was just below it. So it was no tit or the whole tit. I settled on the third button and folded my blouse over so it covered my bra encased tit yet exposed it when I turned to the side or leaned forward. that would do. Not subtle but I thought Bill might actually need a tit in the face to jerk him out of the sad-sack-boo-hoo-hoo-my-wife-left-me-mode.

I sashayed my way back into that restarant. Oh yeah I can sashay. My sexy sashaying. Its just swinging my hips a little and walking slower then usual. Bill didn’t notice. Wasn’t looking. But a guy at the bar did and gave me a smile. I gave him a “stand-by-in-case-it-doesnt-work-out-with-Bill look and sat back down. He enver noticed the undone jacket or the undone buttons.

Not until I leaned over the table and my tits nearly leapt out at him. Hahaha. You just can never control the effect of a few undone buttons. Always too little or too much. Of course, as usual, I leaned over before thinking of what to say and hung there poised, silent, tits bulging out of my blouse and half my bra exposed, desperately trying to think of somethign to say. Best I could mange was “You’ve got such a lovely voice. So Sexy.”

Lame I know. But you dont have to be a Poet Laureate with guys. Nah he lapped it up. But he came back with “Clarabelle (or whatever) always said I ahd a sexy voice.” I groaned inwardly and thought time for drastic measures.

Me: So, is she seeing someone else?
Bill: No
Me: You sure?
Bill: Yes.
Me: Hmmm. But she never said why she was leaving?
Bill: She didnt leave. She kicked me out.
Me: Hmmmm
Bill: What?
Me: Its just that when a woman doesnt give a reason its usually another man.
Bill:  There isn’t
Me: Hmmm
Bill: What just because she didn’t give a reason?
Me: Mmmm. Usually means another man.
Bill: Nah. I’d know.
Me: Men never know.
Bill: No there isn’t. (looking stricken) She said we’d just grown apart. She needed space.
Me: Mmmm. Definitely another man. Sorry Bill.
Bill: I really don’t think so. She isn’t like that.

Now this is where I was fucking brilliant.

Me: It happens. You fall in love, you fall out of love. You can’t help it. it just happens.

Now comes the brilliant part.

Me: You’ll have no trouble finding someone else. You’re very fuckable.

That always gets their attention. Just throwing it in out fo the blue like that.

Bill: Huh? what did you say?

See what I mean? He heard me alright. He just cant believe I just said “fuck” or “fuckable” to be exact. So out of context. I hadnt said a swear word all evening and now I hit him with a “fuck” from left field.

Me: I said … (acting more pissed than I was) you are very …  (dramatic pause while I look him right in the eye) fuck – a – ble (very clearly and distinctly mouthing every syllable.

Bill: What? Me? (embaressed?)
Me: Oh yeah.
Bill: Get out. Me? You’re kidding me. I’m not… I don’t see myself… I mean would you … I mean if ….

He’s going to ask me if I would fuck him. Given the right circumstances of course.

Me: I’d fuck you in an instant.

I thought I’d ask and answer for him. Hahaha. Men are so pathetic.

Now he was interested. It was as if he hadn’t even thought about the possibility of us fucking. But now he was. Now he was looking at my tits through the gaping front of my blouse. Which I had to keep rearranging so everyone else in the restaurant didn’t egt an eyeful of my bra and tits.

And he was looking kind of cunning. Cunning? as if he were deliberately thhnking of how to seduce me. How fuckle men are. One moment they are desperately missing their wife, ex-wife or whatever, the next they are concentrating on their next conquest.

Now he seemed relaxed and anxious at the same time. I think confident that he was going to fuck me, excited at the prospect but worried that he was imagining things. Imagining that I was coming onto him.

We talked but not about the wife, ex-wife and ex-kids and the ex-car. Dunno what happenend to the car but I thought it was probbaly still in the garage. Now we talked about movies. music books places we liked. More date type stuff. Getting to know each other stuff.

Then he said he loved Debussy. I took that as a sign. I adore Debussy. I go to sleep to Debussy just about every night. Lying there stroking my clit gently and feeling the waves of his music wash over me like a fuckin beach or something. hahaha  But it was definitely A SIGN. We talked about Debussy enthusiastically and the only jarring thing was him telling me Jezebel (or whatever) hated Debussy but that was a good sign I thought.

We just drifted back to my place. Never discussed it just DRIFTED along, out the door, into a taxi, to my place, up the path, up the stairs, in through the door and into my living room.

I had left a couple of table lamps on so I didnt have to come home to a dark home after work or a brightly lit one either. It was very cosy. By now i was desperate for a fuck. I wanted him so fucking badly. Wanted his cock in my cunt, in my mouth. Wanted his tongue in my mouth. We hadn’t even kissed. Never even held hands in the back of the cab.

I looked at him and felt my head pounding, felt the blood pulsing through me and felt my clit tingling. He had that off putting look men get on their stupid faces when they know they are going to get a fuck. I hate it. I knnow they cant help it. But its such a fucking turn off. Its like some atavistic sense of accomplishment. Some ancient male triumphant fucking sense of … well triumph.

I moved over to him and kissed him. Oops. Kind of rushed it a bit and shoved my tongue into his mouth talking hm by surprise. He almost backed off  but when I put my hands on his ass and pulled him into me he responded by grinding his hips and rubbing his hard cock against me. I was pleased his cock was hard. Some men take a while to get going but he was hard and ready. But I thought if he and Lulubelle had been having problems for a while and she was getting cock from somewhere else then its probbaly been a while since Bill had had a fuck so he was probbaly raring to go.

He was. Oh yeah. He was desperate for a fuck alright. He was trying to fuck me right there fully clothed in the middle of the living room. Trying to force his cock through his trousers, through my skirt. Hahaha Ugh ugh ugh. Dry humping away, standing up in the living room. His hands were all voer my tits and my ass, running up my legs and pulling me against him and he was pushing his body and grinding his body into me.

I dont know how it happenend but we ended up wiht him sitting on the couch and me with my blouse undone completely and bra off, shoving my tits in his face and rubbing them sideways back and forth across his face. He had his mouth open trying to catch my tits in his mouth and was gaping like a goldfish.

He latched onto a tit wiht his mouth and sucked so ahrd it hurt. I jolted and grabbe dhis head and pulled his head in ahrd against my chest eeling my tits flatten out on and around his face while he sucked my nipple so hard it hurt. I felt his hands on my ass and his fingers groping, exploring, seeking my cunt.  He ahd his hands around my ass and was groping at my cunt from behind. I felt his fingers on my inner thighs, up high, felt his wrist push my skirt up and felt his fingers on my cunt. then pushing my panties aside and finally finding my wet cunt hole.

He slid a finger into my cunthole and began to finger fuck my cunt while I crushed his face against my tits and he sucked my nipple.  It feels so different a finger going into your cunt from behind like that. A different angle. It rubs your cunt wall in a different way. And the feel of his hand and wrist on my ass as he finger fucked me felt different.

Then I was on my back on my coffee table thinking FUCK I HOPE THIS TABLE TAKES MY WEIGHT when he pulled my panties off roughly, shoved my skirt up high , exposing my cunt, and began mouthing my cunt. Chomping at it like a kid at an apple. Chomp chomp chomp. All eagerness but no finesse. His mouth opening and closing on my cunt, his lips brushing my clit, my cunthole, even my thighs, getting wet from his saliva.

But fuck me it felt good. I lvoed the way he was outta control. Just mouthing my cunt and chomping on it. No finesse maybe but fuck me what eagerness. It felt like he really was trying to eat my cunt. To eat me alive starting at my cunt and working his way up through my body.

Then he plunged his tongue deep into my cunt hole and began tongue fucking my cunt and I no longer cared if the table collapsed under me. I didnt care if the floor collapsed and we fell two stories down to our death so long as his mouth didn’t let go of my cunt. I was loving it. I bent my knees and curled my legs up until my knees were beside my head and I thrust my cunt at his face. I had my hands on his head, my fingers entwined in his hair and was jerking his head back and forth and side to side and I ground my cunt into his face.

Then suddenly I was on my knees and his cock was in my face. My cunt was screaming at being left so abruptly so I quickly put my hand on it and squeezed my cunt as I took his cock into my mouth. I just moved my mouth along his cock without thinking deeep throating him until I felt his cock nudging the back of my throat and sliding down my throat. I heard him sigh, then moan, then groan, then groan really loudly and then he came in my mouth. Well down in my throat actually.

He grabbed my head and rammed his cock all the way in and I could smell his cum even though it was pumping out deep down my throat. Maybe straight into my stomach his cock was so far down my throat!

I was stunned at the intensity of it and the way it ended so abruptly. I felt his cock slowly come up my throat and out of my mouth, feeling his cum dribble out on my lips on its way out and I watched him collapse back onto the couch. Sitting there sprawled out wiht his cock hanging out of his trousers rapidly going flaccid.

I was still on my knees and absently licked a drop of cum off my lip with my tongue and wiped another stray drop off my chin with my hand. My cunt was DESPERATE  for cock now. I needed to be fucked so badly and wasn’t going to let him get away with just that. I wanted more than that. I needed momre. I wanted to be fucked senseless. I wanted his cock in my cunt, deep in my cunt, ramming into me, pounding me, hammering me.

I tried to get a grip. So many guys just want to bail at a time like this. I knew i had to handle it carefully.

I slowly undressed in front of him. Slipping off my shoes, my skirt, my stockings, undoing my skirt and letting it fall to the floor. I stood there naked in front of him while he watched me saying nothing. I cringed when I remembered I had put on a few pounds over the last few months and sucked my stomach in as hard as I could. I took a step back and cupped my right breast. I dont know why. I guess I thought it would look sexy. I played with my nipple, stroking it wiht my thumb. I looked at him.

I took his hand in mine and pulled him up from the couch and led him to my bedroom. I felt his eyes on my ass and prayed to God It didn’t look too big and fat and floppy. I hoped it wasn’t jiggling flabbily as I wlaked in front of him pulling him along by the hand.

I sat on the bed and undressed him. I knlet on the floor and took his shoes and socks off, his feet smelled bad but most mens do. I undid his belt and pulled his trousers off and lifted his feet to get them right off. I undid his tie and shirt and took his jacket off. I took his shirt off and licked his nipples, then sucked one. He moaned.

I got hm to lie down on his stomach on the bed and rubbed my nipples all over his naked body. Over his feet, his ankles, his thighs, his ass, over his back. He moaned softly the whole time. He was a bit of a moaner. I kissed his back and lciked it. I kissed his ass and lciked his buttocks and inner thighs. I licked his balls hanging out between his legs.

He squirmed a bbit and I rubbed my nipples all over him again. Cupping my breasts and rubbing my nipple over his body like it was a pencil.  A marking pen.  All voer him. Over and over. He rolled voer onto his back and I rubbbed my nipple over his face, his cheek, across his lips, across his chest then rubbed his nipple with mine. Pressing my hardened poky nipple agianst his flat tiny nipple, moving my upper body from side to side.

I straddled him feeling his soft cock under my wet squishy cunt and i leaned down and kissed his lips gently, then slowly slid my tongue into his mouth and gently, slowly tongue fucked his mouth with my tongue, so slowly, so gently, so … lovingly???

I rocked my body slowly back and forth feeling his limp dick being dragged and rubbed by my wet cunt. He kissed me back and I closed my lips around his tongue as he slowly slid it into my mouth.  We tongue fucked each others mouths for ages, slowly, gently, lips, tongues a and mouths entwining and disengaging. It was lovely. I love kissing liek that. Slowly, gently, tongue fucking.

I slid down his body and cupped my right breast and rubbed my nipple along his cock. Feeling my hard nipples scraping along his soft cock. Then down to his balls,. his hairy balls, my nippple tracing a path over them and across them. I cupped them in my hand and licked them then slowly sucked on of his balls into my mouth. A delicate manouver. Men are so touchy about their rpecious balls. He moaned loudly and i thought this Bill is a real moaner. Wonder if thats why Clarabelle left him . I could see how that could really become annoying after a while.

Its the strangest sensation having a mans ball in your mouth. It really fills up your mouth and their hair tickles your nose and lips. You also know if you bite down sudeenly, hard, you might even bight thieir precious ball off. Hahaha Some guys really love it and some guys really hate it. Dunno which camp Bill was in. But he was moaning a lot.

I tried sucking both his balls into my mouth but it was just too much balls for me. So I sucked the other one in and was surprised how wet the ball was that I just took out of my mouth. Then I eased it out and licked his cock, moving my tongue up and down the legth of his cock my tongue flickering from side to side like a cats. I licked the head of his cock and poked the tip of my tongue into his cock hole eliciting another loud moan.

While I was licking his cock I very carefully put my finger on his asshole and started to very gently caress his asshole. Now some guys really get of fon this and some guys just freak out but all guys hate talking about it afterwards. Hehehe. But most guys love you playing wiht their assholes and the piece de resistance os fo course to lick their dirty little bumhole and the ultimate is to actually poke your tongue in their asshole but I rarely do that. Yukkers. hahaha

But Bill was responding very nicely to having his asshole caressed so I took it up a notch and  pressed my finger on his asshole, another moan but no reluctance so I slid it in a little way while I sucked his cock properly and hard. Mmmm. Nothing like a semi-hard cock in your mouth while you’ve got your finger up a guys asshole. Its so funny how the most macho manly guys turn to jelly when you finger fuck them up the ass. I think they all secretly love it. All of them latent fags.

Bill’s cock was getting harder now. The more I played with his asshole the harder it got. I love the way a mans cock gets hard in my mouth. The way it starts of all chewy and rubbery and slowly gets harder and bigger until it fills my mouth and finally gets to big to be all in my mouth.

His cock was fully erect now. I love saying that “fully erect”. It was hard, not rock hard but hard enough. They never seem to get as hard second time round. Funny that. I was lying on my side between Bills legs and he had one leg up in the air looking kinda awkward but it gave me really good access to his cock, balls and his asshole. I was sucking his cock rythmically now, sliding my mouth up and down its length in long slow movements. Feeling the soft silkiness of the head of his cock as it brushed over my lips.

I was cradling his balls in my left hand and still rubbing his asshole and every now and then sliding my index finger into his asshole. Every time I deep throated his cock, every time I slid my mouth right down to the base of his cock so it was completely in my mouth I slid my finger further int his asshole. And every time I did that he moaned.

Bill was getting restless and reached down and started stroking my ass and tried to get to my cunt. He couldnt reach so I moved around slightly and rolled over a bit so he could reach my cunt. He rubbed my lcit and every now and then he slid his finger into my cunt hole and we lay there like that for some time with me sucking his cock, caressing his balls and tplaying wiht his asshole while he played with my cunt.

He pushed his finger seep into my cunt, so deep I could feel his knuckles pressing ahrd on my cunt opening and feel his finger deep inside my cunt, so I sucked his cock as ahrd as I could with my lips wrapped around it just past the head and as I was doing this I slid my finger dep inot his asshole. He moaned louder than ever but I didn;t know if it was from my finger in his ass or my sucking his cock hard.

Either way it prompted him to actiion. He got up and knelt ontop of me straddling my body wiht his cock pointing straight at my face above my tits. It looekd good the way he was kneeling over me, his cock hovering above my tits, my nipples sticking up so ahrd and erect, tingling, his chest covered in hair, his stomach bulging just a little, his thigh muscles flexed and hard. AND THE LOOK ON HIS FACE WAS AMAZING. The look of a man ready to fuck. Wanting to fuck. Desperate to fuck.

He moved down and spread my legs apart with his hands and I felt him guide his cock into my cunt. At last ! I lvoed the feeling as the blunt tip of his cock pressed against my cunt looking for my cunt hole, then finding it, then slowly forcing my cunthole apart to enter. It felt so fucking good.

He braced hiimslef on his hands with his arms right ebside my head and slowly slid his cock into my wet, hungry cunt. It seemmed to go in and in and in and then stopped and it was all the way in. My cunt was full of cock and it felt it. He didnt have a HUGE cock, average size or maybe a bit bigger than average. Its ahrd to tell. But my cunt sure felt full of cock.

He slid it out and then back in and then began to slowly fuck me. My legs spread apart by themselves and then I felt them moving up, knees bending, getting into a good fucking position all by themselves. My body seems to just know what to do and does it automatically.

AS my legs moved up and apart Bill started fucking me harder and faster.  I wrapped my legs around his waist, he fucked me harder, I moved my legs up until they were wrapped around him up high on his back and I was bent double, bent over in half with my cunt pointing upwards and Bills body between my legs but above me and pounding me. Pounding his pelvis into my beody between my legs, his pelvis slamming down between my legs on my cunt and partly on my ass.

I reached up and grabbed his shoulders and pulled my self up trying tog et clsoer to him and my back left the mattress and my body was suspended in mid air above the bed as I held myslef up clinging to his body. I thrashed my hips forcing my cunt to slide onto his cock each time he plunged it into my wet cunt. He was moaning and to my horror I heard msyelf grunting liek a pig .

Each time I thrust my hips forward a loud grunt escaped my lips. ugh ugh ugh. His cock felt so fucking good sliding wetly in and out of my cunthole. In and out. In so deep then out so far it almsot came completely out, then plunging back in all the way until I fel this pelvis slam into mine stopping his penetration.

Oh God it was glorious feeling his body slamming into mine, feeling hsi cock sliding in and out of my cut hole, smelling tose pine trees, very strongly now mixed wiht hsi sweat and mine. I could faintly smell his cum from ebfore amongst these smells but my perfume, my sweat, his aftershave and his sweat were all overwhelmed by the smell of my cunt juices. Running down my inner thighs, covering his cock. Such a rich, spicy smell, almsot pungent.

Then he stopped and dragegd my body to the edge of the bed and grabebd my ankles lifting my legs up high in the air and he pounded me. He rammed his cock into me and I started yelling at him to fuck me, fuck me, fuck me harder, fuck me deeper, and he surprised me by yelling “You fuckin slut, I’ll fuck you, ya fuckin slut”

My my. Hahaha. I fucking LOVED it. I was thinking this guy is outta control. I just love it when guys really lose it.

Now he had my legs bent over and pressed down beide my head and it was kinda painful being bent over liek that but oh boy he was fucking pounding me.

 His pelvis slammed in between my legs making this really loud splotch splotch noise and a thwack thwack noise at the same time. Splotch.thwack. Over and over.

Then he stopped and dragged me back up onto the bed, rolled me over and I got up on my hands and knees and he was into me from behind doing me doggy fucking me like an animal. He grabbed my hips and yanked my body backwards onto his cock every time he rammed it into me. I thrust back and we got into perfect synchro moving together like a fucking machine. It was fucking glorious. I was yelling all kinds of crazy stuff and my head was going from side to side and my hair was flying out in all directions and we were both covered in sweat dripping sown me running down between my tits and along my back and down the crack of my ass.

Bill was yeeling stuff like “I’ll fuck you you cunt, fuck your cunt,  fuck ya brains out” all kinds of weird shit. I was sticking wiht the more conventional “fuck me fuck me” but overall it was going well.

He was fucking me faster and faster and I sensed he was getting ready to cuma dn I started saying stupid stuff like “Cum in me no cum ON me, cum on my ass, cum IN my ass, cum on my tits” poor guy musta confused him.

Then I got the idea that I didnt want this to end with him just cumming inside me too nromal. I wante d this to be a fuck to remember so I wriggled around and squatted down in front of him and started sucking his cock. He was still on his knees in the doggy fuck position and I thought “fuck it” and said “CUM ON ME” I had his cock in my hand it it felt ready to fucking explode. I never felt a guy so close to cumming ebfore. I grabbed hhis hand and put it on his cock  and I started jerking him off guiding his hand. I said “Jerk off now and cum on me.” and I Moved up a bit so my tits were right in front of his cock.

He hesitated for a moment, lots of guuys are really self conscious about jerking off in front of a woman but I looked him in the eye and my hands were over his and he was sort of wanking on auto pilot anyway. He staretd jerking off faster and faster and when i Was sure he was up and running I lay back and wriggled by body down so I was bunched up right in front of him watching his cock waiting for his cum to spurt out.

Then I lay down on my back and he moved up so his cock was hovering above my stomach as her jerked off and I said “Cum on me, cum all over me”

And he did. His cum erupted out of hsi cock and i felt it land on my stomach then my tit, then my throat and it looekd fucking amazing him kneeling there jerking off furiously spurting his cum into the air and it landing on my stomach, my tits, my throat, a few drops even going on my face. It was fucking amazing.

I felt so dirty. I felt like such a slut. Letting him cum on me. Letting him shoot his cum wherever he liked.

Next thing I knew I was laying on my back idly rubbing his cum over my stomach and my tits with one hand while I watched him watching my hand spreading his cum all over my tits and stomach. I dont know if he was spellbound or horrified. I started to laugh. He laughed nervously. Oh yeah. Not real sure. Not at all.  I rubbed my clit wiht my other hand while he watched. Oh yeah not sure at all. I giggled. Then I laughed. He looekd so funny. The look on his face.

So that was good but then we lay there talking. Men are so funny. Not funny really. Weird. So fucking insensitive. I think he was tryng to pay me a compliment but it just sounded so wrong.

Bill: Fuck that was good. That was better than good, that was fucking amazing.
Me: yeah you were pretty amazing.
Bill: Fuck so were you
Me: You sound pretty hyped up
Bill: God your a good fuck (Never sounds quite right, that)
Me: So are you
Bill: Your terrific. Its like you really like fucking
Me: Doesn’t Clementine?
Bill: Who?
Me: Sorry forget her name. Your EX wife.
Bill: Oh well, at the starte yeah but never like this. Not for a long time and enver like this
Me: I guess after a while…
Bill: When you suck my cock its like you really enjoy it
Me: I do. Doesn’t Maybelle?
Bill: Why do you call her those funny names?
Me: Dunno. Maybe cause you talk about her too much and I dont like it.
Bill: I dont. Do I?
Me: Yeah, you do.
Bill: Well lets talk about you
Me: OK wanna know something?
Bill: Sure.
Me:  I like it up the ass
Bill: What?
Me: I like to get fucked up the ass
Bill: Holy shit. Your too much.
Me: wanna try it? Ever fucked a woman up the ass?
Bill: Um….
Me: Did Marybelle like i t up the ass?
Bill: If I tell you something promise not to laugh
Me: OK Sure.
Bill: We havent fucked for over a year and she hasn’t sucked my cock for over 5 years.
Me: Theres a clue
Bill: Yeah. I guess. And yeah I do wanna fuck you up the ass
Me: Now?

Bill: As soon as I can
Me: You wanna fuck me with my vibrator while were waiting?
Bill: What? Are you serious?
Me: Deadly Hahaha

So anyway Bill never fucked me wiht the vibrator he watched while I fucked myself, had an orgasm in front of him and then he tried to fuck me up the ass but his cock wasnt hard enough and he was just fucking hopeless and he was tired and I was getting bored with him and we left it at that.

He said he’d call me but its like 7 days later and he hasnt called and probably never will. Maybe hes gone back to Lulubelle and gone down on her and fucked her the way he fucked me and they are abck together. Taht happenned once ebfore with a guy I fucked. I got him so fucking wound up he went back and fucked his wife like he fucked me and I never saw him again. Aint that weird. Guys are weird. Maybe I’m really a lesbian.

 

Fuck Bill anyway. He was only good becasue I got him so wound up and turne don. really he was as boring as all shit. Like most guys are.

Crazy Fuck #4

Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009

His name was Ken and he was a close friend of my Fathers. A close family friend. I always called him Uncle Ken from when I was little. I’d known him all my life.  He wore a suit which made me think he was very important when I was little. He was a big man, tall, heavily built, very imposing. Very good looking. He had a full beard trimmed close and incrediblly piercing blue eyes.  He was smart, very kind and very nice. I loved him like an Uncle and when I was little he used to read me stories and make up funny stories and as I got older he was the only adult to talk to me like an adult and to take me seriously.

I was 19 and had just moved into my very first flat. It was tiny but very nice and I loved it. I loved having my own place at long last.  Mum and Dad had already been over to check it out and make sure I was OK hahaha and I had invited Ken over to check out my new place. So he came over this night with a house warming gift.

He was wearing his suit, came straight from work and bought me a toaster. Hahaha. But not your average toaster. This one was magnificent and I still have it. It was some super expensive  enormous 4 slice job all gleaming stainless steel, lights and knobs. It was fantastic. I don’t think I’d ever seen such a magnificent toaster.

I was delighted. Something practical but so out of the ordinary.  I unwrapped it unpacked it and immediately set about making some toast. Ken and I were both laughing and I was so delighted. It felt so ADULT to be entertaining Ken in my own place. I felt almost like an equal.

Ken had come straight from work and was still in his full suit, shirt, jacket etc but I had just had a shower and all I was wearing was my usual betime/lounging round outfit –  boxer shorts and a singlet.  This is what I always wore at home either a singlet or a t shirt but this night it was a singlet. I’d known Ken for so long and he was virtually a member of the family so I never even thought I should get dressed even though I was  a bit “exposed”. Hahaha. No bra or undies. But I guess I was decent albeit a touch scantily dressed. Hahaha.

So I showed Ken through the apartment which didn’t take long, lounge/kitchen and laundry/bathrooom/toilet. hahaha Then we had a glass of wine  and talked. All was fine and Ha Ha Ha until I asked him how Roslyn was. Roslyn was his wife and I hadn’t seen her for months at home. Ken just sat still. Never moved. Then his lower lip trembled and he just said “She’s fine.” and he tried to smile.

Now Aunty Ros was Super Hot. Short, petite, blong hair but with really big tits. Not all that big but much bigger than you’d expect on such a little woman. She was so pretty and such a Hot body. I’d seen her in a bikini on our camping trips with Mum and Dad and I wished I had a body like hers.

Ken didn’t quite pull off the smile and he sat there looking down at the table. Then he told me that he and Roslyn had split up and would probably be getting a divorce. I was dumstruck. I’d never been in this kind of situation before. I didn’t know what to say. So much for feeling all grown up and having my own place.

Ken was so upset. He got up and stood facing away form me and after a while I went over to him and told him I was so sorry and I was shoocked to see a tear running down his cheek. Just one solitary tear. I never imagined Ken ever crying over anything. he was like a Superman, like a God to me. Big, brave, scared of nothing.

I put my arms around him and hugged him and he hesitated slightly then huhgged me back, his big strong arms encircling me. My face rested against his and I falt his tears on my face. He was crying but not making a sound. A real manly silent crying with the tears the only give away.

I kissed his cheek and tasted his tears and we hugged each other tight and I kissed his cheek again and tasted his tears againa nd felt his beard tickle my chin and suddenly our lips brushed and the next thing I knew his tongue was in my mouth and we were kissing frantically. Not passionately Frantically. Crazy. Both of us going crazy. Tongues going in and out and all over the place.

I was pretty sexed up at the time because Brian and I had just started fucking and I guess me being there in just my boxers and singlet and Ken in his suit got to me. I did have a momentary thought of how erotic it was but it was so fleeting. This was spontanesous. Like a volcano suddenly erupting without notice and sweeping everythign in its path.

I was totally swept away.

Ken lifted me up. still kissing and carried me into my bedroom, plonked me on the bed, pulled my shorts right off, hauled me to the edge of the bed so my ass was just resting on the edge of the bed, kknelt down between my legs and went down on me.

His mouth closed around my cunt and I felt his tongue like some wild crazy animal all over my cunt and finally settling on my clit. I was going crazy. This was the first time a man (or boy) had gone down on me like this. A few guys in school had made a few half hearted attempts but nothing like this. He was ATTACKING  my cunt. With lips, mouth and tongue.

I was going crazy. MY legs were waving around and moving like I was riding a bicycle. Round and round, out wide, in together. I was so out of it. Then he sucked my clit into his mouth and licked my clit inside his mouth moving his tongue up and down really, really fast.

I came like I had never cum before in my life.  It felt like bolts of electricity zapping through my body. From my clit to just under my throat. From my waist to my finger tips. I felt waves of pleasure washing over my body. My back arched, feet suddenly up on the bed and my cunt moving up up up and Ken moving with it.

Ken never let up for an instant. His mouth never left my clit as I thrashed around in sheer ecstacy. I was monaing and groaning and yelling out. Eventually I couldn’t tell if it was agony or ectacy but whatever it was I just couldn’t stand it any longer and I grabbed his head and struggled to get his mouth of my clit.

Next thing I knew I was lying on my back on the bed. My body felt like it was GLOWING. My fingertips and my toes were tingling like electricity. I was panting like a dog, struggling to get my breath. My legs and back hurt. A delicious aching sensation. I felt so incredibly CALM and RELAXED. It was incredible.

I looked down and could see Ken looming up at the foot of my bed. At first I couldn’t quite tell what he was doing and then to my utter amazement I realised he was looking at me and wanking but below the level of the ebd so I couldn’t see it just his arm moving rythymically.

I slid down the ebd and slid off onto his lap and kissed him deeply, thrusting my tongue deep into his mouth. He put his left arm around me but kept wanking and I thought this was odd. but maybe not. What did I know about men.

I’ve always, and still do, love kissing. Especially when the guy knows how to kiss and loves to kiss too. Ken was like that. I love having my tongue sucked and sucking a man’s tongue. It’s sheer heaven to me. It s so sexy and erotic and such a fucking turn on. I put my hand son Ken’s face, one on either side and with my lips pressed ahrd against his I opened my mouth and thrust my tongue deep inside his mouth.

Then I slowly took my tongue out and when my tongue was =out of his mouth I poked it out into the air as far as I could. I felt his open mouth cover my tongue and his lips close around my tongue and then he sucked my tongue and I went a little crazy.

I tried to reach down and grab his cock and put it in me but he brushed my hand away and I said something like “I need you to fuck me” and it sounded really DESPERATE.  I did. I NEEDED his cock in me so badly. Oh God.

Ken sort of picked me up and spun me round and pushed me onto the ebd so I was lying on the ebd but wiht my knees on the floor and he lifted me up a bit higher and got nehind me. I felt him behind me undoing his pants and heard them drop to the floor and the first thing I felt  was his belly  on my bare ass. I was a bit surprised I never knew Ken had a big belly. It felt big and round and smooth and pressed on my ass.

Then I felt his knuckles graze my cunt and then felt his cock slide into my wet cunt. Oh God I was wet. His hands slid up under my singlet between my body and the bed and cupped both my tits as he fucked me bent over the bed.

It felt so different to Brian’s cock. There was no stretching or shoving to get it in. Ken’s cock just seemed to slide in efforlessly and I didn’t have that full, stretchy feeling I got when Brian was fucking me.

I felt Ken’s hands moving all over my body while he fucked me, up my sides, over my hips, over my thighs, my ass, my tits, my neck, my throat. He kissed and licked and sucked my neck and throat while he fucked me . It felt so good.

He came inside me but I never felt the usual stab of pain when Brian shoved his cock in me for thta final thrust before he came. He simply came. I only knew because his body shuddered and he stopped fucking me.

Part of me was utterly over the moon, excited, sexcited and delighted that Ken had given me my first Man Orgasm and part of me was ashamed that I ahd let Uncle Ken fuck me. I felt like a dirty bad girl.

Then came one of the first Truly Awkward moments of my adult life. Facing Ken after this.

What the fuck do you say after you have just had rampant sex with your Uncle Ken ?

I was half hoping he would just sneak out like a dirty rat and we would simply pretend it had never happenned.

But another part of me was hoping he would get naked and fuck me some more. Give me another Man Orgasm.

And I know this sounds trange but I was really curious about his cock. I wanted to see it and wondered why he hadn’t let me touch it before. And I was curious what he looked like naked.

I thought about just crawling up onto my bed and hiding under the covers and hoping he would slink out. But that seemed such a childish thing to do. I wondered what would a REAL WOMAN do?

After a long moment of indecision I got to my feet on the floor at the foot of the bed up really close to Ken and slowly pulled my singlet over my head and stood there naked in front of him. My cunt was inches from his face. I felt good about my body because sine Brina and i had started our Dry Humping and pr0per  fucking I had slimmed right down. I thought I was looking pretty fucking hot.

I looked down at Ken and brushed aside my embaressment and shame and said “I want you to see me naked”

I immediately felt like an idiot because I was naked already and I thanked God the room was pretty dark and he couldnt see my face blushing. So I felt like an idiot now as well as a slut, a bad girl and an incestor. Or whatever you call someone who fucks their Uncle. Not that he was my real Uncle but he was so much like one.

Ken looked up at me and I musta have looked good ebcause he was drinking me in with his eyes. Oh yeah. I felt like I was getting eaten alive.

But this was going nowhere and I felt the awkwardness returning. I felt like I ahd to do somehting so I said. “I want to see you naked, too.” and again immediately cursed myself for being an idiot. But to my surprise it worked.

Talk about a night of surprises. Ken looked fucking magnificent in his suit. I ahd only ever seen him well dressed. Even at a barbecue in the abckyard he always wore a jacket and good shirt while all the other guys wore baggy shorts and t shirts. Ken was always immacualtely dressed. Like now. Even though he looked a little bedraggled.

SO Ken stood up and slowly got undressed while I stood there feeling a bit of  a fool, naked.  He undud his tie and slid it round his shirt collar and then took off his jacket and then hsi shirt and I was surprised to see that he wasn’t all muscly like i had always imagined him to be under his clothes. He looked kinda fat.

I felt too much like an idiot just standing there naked not doing anything while he got undressed so I dropped to my knees and began undoing his shoe laces and I took off his shoes. His feet stunk and I had enver even thought of that. It was a bit of an ewww moment when I pulled off that first shoe.

I got his shoes and socks off and then his pants dropped to the floor and I took them off while he stepped out of them and then I looked down at the floor suddenly embaressed again. Ken just stood there and finally I looked up and … I will never forget this.  He had the smallest cock I had ever seen. All I could see from down below was the ehad of hsi ccok poking out of this jungle of dark pubic hair. Just the head.

I was afraid I would do something to let himknow how surprised I was at the size of his cock so I panicked and reached up and took hold of it as if it was a perfectly normal cock and then I started sucking it. it felt so weird  in my mouth. So small. Every other cock I had had in my mouth seemed way too big but this was nothing. I had his whole cock in my mouth and even though it wasnt hard it was nothing. No problem at all.

Ken pushed me off his cock and pciked me up again and put me gently on the ebd. He stood looking downa t me and I got my first good looka t him naked. To be honest it was a cmplete turn off. Brian was so beautiful naked but Ken was just … ewwww. Hairy chest and big fat hairy belly and big thick chunky thighs. He wasnt musclya t all. All fat and flabby and his belly stuck out and sort of hung over. I was so surprised. And he had this really thick jungle of pubic hair.

Then Ken did the strangest thing. He raised his arms and flexed his muscles like a weightlifter. He had no arm muscles though. It was all flab. Then eh smiled. I was thnking ???? Why is he smiling. Then it struck me… he THINKS he’s Mr Fuckin Muscleman.

I remebered my words “I want to see you naked” and wanted desperately to take them back.

Then he got ont he ebd and it sank under his weight and i rolled over closer to him. Then he began checking ut my body. He looked me over from all angles and then he started caressing my body. All over. His fingertips ran over every inch of my body. Over and over. It felt so nice. I closed my eyes to shut out the sight of his naked body though. Squeezed them tight.

Then he put me on my back and got between my legs and he went down on me again. this time he took his time and he licked and sucked every aprt of me between my legs. He slid his tongue over my cunt lips and into my cunt hole and over and aorund my clit and finally sucked my clit into his mouth and di dhis super fast tongue action on my cli t inside his mouth.

I came again even harder than the first time and I remember thinking he may be disgusting to look at but fuck me he knows how to lick a cunt.

We had an on again off again “affair” over many years after that.  I discovered he loved going down on me more than he liked fucking me. He gave the best orgasms I’d ever had in my life. He was obsessed with maknig me cum and cum hard. I thought later that this must have been his way of compensating for his small cock. Like if he couldnt satisfy a woman with his cock – he could with his tongue.

His cock was 4 and a half inches long when hard and about 3 quarters of an inch thick. On the slack it was about an inch long. Basiclaly just the head. It was a cute little cock though. He was circumsized.

I found out what he really liked to do was jerk off while he went down on me and time his orgasm to mine. So we would cum together.  But he would always cum on the floor at the foot of my bed and I had terrible trouble getting rid of the stains in the carpet. But I didn’t know what to do about that.

Ken was never all that keen on fucking me. Not really. His belly was too big for him to get on top of me and anwyay I was terrified he’d smother me. hahaha. If we fucked it was always with me lying  on my stomach on the bed right on the edge with him behind me.  With my cunt right on the edge of the bed.

He didnt like me touching his cock or sucking it. He’d always pull away when ever I tried to touch it or suck it. but sometimes when he didn’t cum when I did like sometimes he had trouble cumming he liked to fuck my mouth till he came. I’d kneel down on the floor in front of him and he’d just fuck my mouth the same way you would fuck a cunt. He liked that. He would go “ooh ooh ooh ” while he fucked my mouth.

I kept “seeing” him because I loved totally fucking LOVED the way he went down on me. The way he was so fucking obsessively EAGER. I used to call him my Eager Beaver.

The other reason I think was because I felt so comfortable with him.  But in a weird way. More a lind of “I dont care what he thinks about me”. Like the way you just don’t give a fuck what a guy thinks of you when you dont really care about him. Some of the best fucks I’ve had have been with guys I didn’t particularly like.

When we were dressed Ken sort of intimidated me but when we were naked the shoe was on the other foot. I was in control. Sort of. In control in so far as I felt like I could do anything I wanted but not quite because I could never really get Ken to do anything he wanted. I could for a while though but he would always dig his heels in.

I got used to his ugly fat body and after a while it never bothered me at all. But when I put on weight he would get turned off. He didn’t like me when I got a bit fat which I used to think was so unfair given his ugly fat all the time body. But I suppose you cant help what turnes you on and what doesnt. When I was slim he would go crazy over me.

I used to like watching us in the big mirrors on my wardrobe. We ‘d ahve to get on the floor to see prooperly but I loved seeing my slim perfect body on top of his fat hairy body in the mirror. My favourite thing was to get on top of him.  I would sit in his face and he’d lick my cunt while he jerked off and I’d watch in the mirror. When he got really excited I’d slide my body down and slide my cunt down on his little cock. Sometimes I’d put it in my asshole and he’d fuck me up the ass with me on top while I watched in the mirror. I always used to watch and think. “That ugly old fat cunt has his cock in my asshole.” Strange hey?

Ken never liked fucking me up the ass. He used to complain my ass was too tight and it hurt. Maybe it did. He also complained my cunt was too tight and that hurt too. Hahaha

But you know i enjoyed it. With Ken. It was weird and maybe a bit sick but I liked it.

Ken and I went through an incredibly kinky stage for a while. Really kinky. A bit sick. I think I’ll make the Kinky Ken Years a sperate post. Theres a lot of stuff to cover there. We played games – dress ups even. Like the dog collar, the pissing, me and Vicky and Ken, the guy next door and the pool. We got up to some pretty kinky shit me and Ken. Stuff I’d never do with any other guy.  Ken knew what turned me on and he exploited it. Especially my exhibitionism. I never told him about that he just knew.

Somehow he talked me and Vicky into running up and down his street naked. I dunno how he did it. He just made it sound so exciting. Such an incredibly BAD thing to do. He got me to go to his next door naighbour completely naked and tell him I’d accidentally locked myself out of Ken’s house and Ken was asleep. Things like that.  It was an incredible HIGH for me. Amazing.

It needs to be a seperate blog though. There is so much to cover. Just the dog collar alone would make an entry. Funny but I really LOVED that. Really. One of the most intense experiences of my life. I felt so incredibly fucking FREE.

And the pissing. Ken had these beautiful dark polished hardwood floors and for some fucking weird reason it really turned me on  being naked on his hardwood floors. He used to get me to piss on his floors and then sit in it and then roll around in my piss while he watched. I know it sounds bizarre but it was so fucking exciting. Having someone watch you piss is just such an incredibly liberating experience.

I must write more about that.

Noone ever knew about Ken except Vicky and she was never really sure exactly what went on between us. I could never tell ehr or anyone. It was just way too weird and sick.

But the kinky stuff faded out and we went back to our “normal” thing and then he got involved with other women and when he did I was left out and now I haven’t seen him for a few years.

Crazy Fuck #3 (In no particular order)

Thursday, September 17th, 2009

I’d been going out with Brian for about 2 months and was madly in love with him. I fucking adored him. He was the most beautiful boy I’d ever known on the inside and the outside. We were both at Uni, me studying Business and him studying Art. An odd couple. But with a lot in common. We were both fuckups. Both socially inept and lacking confidence. He was still a virgin at 19 and although I was no virgin I didn’t know much about sex. I’d just been fucked a few times, that’s all.

 

All we had done at this stage was kiss. Very deeply and passionately but just kissing. He’d never tried to touch me and I had just followed his lead waiting for him to make a move … which never came. I was so in love with him I didn’t really care or even wonder about whether it was normal or not that he hadn’t made a move on me. I just figured that he was shy and it would all happen in when things fell into place. He was my first REAL boyfriend and we got on so well and had so much fun and I didn’t know much about sex and didn’t think 2 months was too long anyway not to have had it. Although I knew most boys tried it often on the first date. hahaha

 

We started going out to his parents “farm” on weekends to look after the place while his parents spent the weekends in the city. Not really a farm more like a “used to be a farm” that had been cut up and sold off until just  a small block of land remained around the old homestead. But it was lovely out there and we had the place to ourselves which was really cool.

 

The “crazy fucking” began the first night we stayed at the farm. We had a great day wandering all over the palce exploring, checking out the creek that ran through it and they still had a few animals, some chooks and stuff. That night we made dinner and acted all grown up about it. Hahaha.

 

Then we had a shower and I put on my stnadard bedtime outfit – boxer shorts and t shirt. Nothing else. Brian was wearing jeans and a t shirt. We curled up on an old quilt on the floor in the lounge room in front of the tv and started kissing. I loved kissing Brian. He was and probably still is the best kisser I’ve ever known. He could be gentle, loving, passionate and just plain wild with the way he kissed me. He’d suck my lips, my tongue, thrust his tongue in my mouth like a cock, like tongue-fuckign my mouth and he’d open his mouth slightly and just wait for me to put my tongue in his mouth.

 

I loved doing that so much. I’d always go really slowly, sliding my tongue over his lips and into his mouth and then he’d suck my tongue. It was an incredible, erotic experience. This was one of the few times we had been alone. I was sharing a flat with 2 girls and Brian was sharing with three sometimes four other guys. I’d never even been to his place and there was no privacy at my place.

 

So we were making the most of our new found privacy. We rolled around the floor holding each other tight and kissing wildly and pressing our bodies against each other. This was the first time we’d ever ahd such close physical contact. Full body length contact. It was great. I lvoed the feel of his arms around me and his body pressed so hard against mine.

 

We ended up with him on top of me and I sort of naturally opened my legs and he sorta naturally moved his body in between my legs and we were in the fucking position with him on top.  We were kissing passionately and Brian was thrusting his tongue in and out fo my mouth and I was thinking how his tongue is moving just like a occk would be in my cunt if I was getting fucked. It was a hot thought that really got me turned on and I was already pretty turned on from the kisssing, being alone with him and feeling his body against mine.

 

With Brian on top of me between my legs, I lifted my legs and hooked my ankles around his legs, just behind his knees, and kind of instinctively began to move my hips up and down. I felt his cock immediately through his jeans, big and hard and rubbing on my cunt through the thin fabric of my boxer shorts. He responded by moving his hips back and forth and rubbing his cock up and down my cunt.

 

It felt delicious and electric and so incredibly erotic. I felt his tongue thrusting in my mouth and his hands on my face, his chest pressing hard on my breasts, flattening them against my chest, his back under my hands, his cock pressing hard on my cunt, rubbing it, and my ankles wrapped around his legs.

 

It was just like fucking but with our clothes on and no penetration. Not even any flesh to flesh contact. Our bodies were both insulated from each other by our clothes. I still felt quite a lot though through the thin fabric of my t shirt and boxer shorts. I was particularly aware of the seams in his jean s, where the fabric is folded and sewed, pressing and rubbing my clit through my boxer shorts.

 

Our first fuck was a “dry fuck” or a “dry hump” as a lot of people call it. We started slow and cautious but after a while we were both getting right into it, both our bodies thrusting wildly and rubbing against each other. I thrust my hips up hard, forcing my cunt against his body and he thrust  into me forcing his hard cock hard up against my cunt. I put my hand s on his ass, feeling the rough denim fabric of his jeans under my fingers and I tried to pull hiim even harder against me.

 

Suddenly brian stopped and got off me and sat beside me looking bewildered and worried. I didn’t know what was wrong but I didn’t want to stop. I asked him what was wrong and he just shook his head and I started kissing him again and we got back into our dry humping position and went at it again. After a while he stopped but this time I just held him tight, as tight as I could and thrust my hips like a madwoman because I didn’t want to stop.

 

He moaned really loud but tried to stifle it but couldn’t. His body tensed and I stopped wondering what was going on. Then he quickly got up and dashed down the hall. To the bathroom. I heard the tap going and still didn’t realise what wsa going on. As I sat there waiting for him it suddenly dawned on me that he had just cum in his pants. I laughed out loud, then tried to stop laughing and had a little giggle. I thought how dumb I was for not knowing straight away what had happenned.

 

I thought it was kinda funny and kinda weird. Weird because he hadn’t tried to fuck me. Why not? I wondered. Here we were alone together and me obviously willing.  I was most definitely ready to fuck Brian. But did he know that?

 

He took a long time coming back and when he did he looked REALLY embaressed. I was going to make a joke of it but decided  not to when I saw his face. He couldn’t even look at me. I thought what the fuck? No big deal. But he was really embaressed. So I just said “Wow. That was great.” And snuggled up to him and we lie on the floor and watched some more tv and then lsitened to some music for a while. We stayed up really late but then Brian said the Guest Roomw as made up for me and I better sleep in there and him in his old bedroom so his folks don’t think we slept together or anything.

 

Now I thought this was really weird because I was so looking forward to sleeping with him and maybe even fucking during the night. I said lets just mess up the guest bed so your folks will think I slept in it and lets sleep together. But he said no, they’ll know. I didn’t think they would give a fuck but ….

 

So the next night was the same. Same Brian stopping and looking all worried and me kissing him and getting him back into it and Brian cumming in his pants again and me waiting and him coming back looking all embaressed. It was frustrating but kinda cool thinking of him cumming in his pants and thinking about his underpants all full of his cum. Hahaha And him rinsing them out in the bathroom and putting on new ones. Fucking weird.

 

I always think of that Saturday night as our first fuck. It was only a dry hump but to me it was our first fuck and was kinda special. Kinda weird but kinda special. Hahaha

 

We used to go up there just about every weekend after that and it was always the same. Dry humping on the floor with our clothes on, Brian always in his jeans, always worried and embaressed and me always a bit frustrated and dying for him to put his cock in my cunt and fuck me properly.

 

But I got used to it and began to really like it. Sometimes he’d rub his jeans right on my clit and I used to come very close to cumming myself. But I never did. Sometimes I’d get on top of him and that way I could rub my clit right on his cock and I always got very close to cumming that way. Almost but never quite. Hahaha.

 

I always thought this was like a prelude to actual fucking and that sooner or later Brian would just whip his cock out and fuck me properly.  But what happenned was that we simply got better at dry humping. We made it into an Art Form. Hahaha It was betetr than most of the actual fucking I’d done anyway.

 

This went on for months. About three months. It became our “norm”. Our own way of fucking. Brian and I ener talked about it but I knew that he was a virgin. He seemed scared to actually fuck and I didn’t know why and I didn’t know how to ask or how to even broacht he subject. But everything else about our relationship was perfect. He was the perfect boyfriend. Warm, gentle, considerate, polite, romantic. He used to do drawings of me and write me little poems. So sweet. He was the sweetest guy I ever knew.

 

After a few weeks of this we were both pretty comfortable with the dry humping and even though Brian never said anything after he came and always dashed off to the bathroom he stopped being so embaressed about it. We always did it with the lights out and just the TV going. In the light of the tv.

 

So after a few weeks of this one night I just whipped my t shirt off. Never thought about it just did it in the middle of our dry humping. I don’t think Brian even noticed I’d taken my t shirt off until a little while after our chest came into contact. That was so fucking delicious. The feel of his chest through his t shirt on my bare breasts and the feel of the night air on my tits. My nipples got rock hard immediately. I pulled his t shirt up and fuck me it was MAGICAL the feel of his naked chest on my naked tits.

 

We crushed our bodies together and I felt my tits flatten under his bare chest and felt the smooth skin of his chest rubbing my rock hard nipples, flattening them, squashing my tits. His chest felt so warm and smooth. I got on top of him and he just gaped at my tits as I moved my hips rubbing my clit up and down on his hard cock through his denim jeans.

 

Then I went a little crazy and felt his cock with my hand. I moved my hips back a bit and just reached down and grabbed his cock. For the first time ever I felt his cock in my  hand even though it was through his jeans it still felt magical. I clsoed my fingers around it feeling its width and thick ness, exploring its length. Thinking how big it was and woondering how it would feel inside me.

 

I leaned forward until my tits were right in his face but I had to hold my tit and put it to his mouth before he sucked it. Thatw as so fucking good. Feeling his mouth on my nipple, sucking it, sucking it hard while he thrust his hips underneath me forcing his cock to rub my cunt through his denim jeans.

 

So I was happy. We’d added a new trick to our repertoire and I thought it was only a matter of time now before we fucked properly. Next thing was for me to take his shirt off and after a few weeks it ebcame our “norm” to do it with me just wearing my shorts and him injust his jeans. This felt so much more intimate. Much more exciting.

 

But Brian never made a move. Never tried to do anything else or initiate anything himself.  But I was getting bolder and braver. I made him touch my tits, squeeze them, play with my nipples, suck my nipples, lick them. I’d practically shove them in his mouth. So for a few weeks my tits became the “big thing” and Brian began to love playing with them.

 

Brian always wore jeans. Thick denim jeans. Black, light blue, dark blue. He never wore shorts. He said shorts were for schoolboys and morons. One of his funny little things. There was nothing wrong with his legs he had a great body. Just one of his funny little ways. He ahd quite a few of them as I discovered as time went on and I got to know him better. But that’s another story.

 

AS time went on and we continued our “Farm Weekends” the weather grew cold as winter  came and that old farmhouse was as cold as a witches tit. So we did our floor thing under a quilt. A quilt on the floor and one on top of us. At first I didn’t like it because it meant I couldn’t see brians body and I couldn’t see us moving together. But after a while I began to get really brave under the quilt.

 

By now I was down to just a pair of boxer shorts and absolutley nothing else but Brian was still wearing his jeans and underpants. He wore brief style underpants. He didn’t like boxers. He said they gave you no support and only morons wore them. That was one of his favourite saying. Only morons do this or do that. Only morons go fishing. Only morons wear shorts.

 

It was a kinda delicious feeling though me just wearing boxers while Brian wore his jeans. Being the underdressed one made me feel like the naughty one. Hahaha. Weird hey?

 

Because we were under the quilt now I got really brave and one night pulled my boxers to one side to expose my cunt. At first I couldn’t tell any difference but then the seam of his jeans hit right on my clit. I felt it very clearly, the rough fabric rubbing on my clit. It was a magic moment. I grabbed his ass really tight and pulled him down forcing his cock inside his jeans to rub my clit really ahrd. But it only lasted a moment.

 

It felt so incredibly wicked to do that. To pull my shorts to one side and expose my cunt like that. Even though he couldn’t see it and didn’t even know that just made it all the more exciting.

 

So one night in the middle of a dry hump under the quilt I just took my shorts off completely. Again like with my t shirt Brian didn’t even notice. We struggled and moved around so much I gues its understanable though. And it felt like fucking MAGIC. I was completely anked and it was just so fucking exciting. I was thrashing and thrusting my hips like a crazy woamna nd Brian was getting all crazy too and then I felt his ahnd slide down my side and sorta stop when he didn’t come to my shorts.

 

His hand stopped on my hip and went back up then back down to my upper thigh and I thought “Yes Brian. Naked flash. Bare ass. Go for it boy”

 

He seemed confused as if he didn’t understand but we were still thrusting and dry humping like crazy and it was kinda hard to focus a thought on anything in the middle of that. I felt his hands exploring my upper thighs and the sides of my hips and I lifted  my ass up and felt his hands, both of them, move under my ass. Oh God that felt so good. His hands on my naked ass. My bare ass. I thought he must know I am naked now and I wondered what he would make of that.

 

Then something really magical happenned. He put his hands under my ass and lifted my ass up as he kept thrusting his denim clad cock against my cunt. Suddenly his cock was rubbing right on my clit and I felt it very clearly on my exposed clit. Lifting my ass up like that got my clit in exactly the right position for his cock to rub right on my clit. Fucking magic. I would have cum I think if he had kept doing it. But he came himself just at that moment.

 

So now our norm was for me to start with my shorts on and to take them off under the quilt. Our dry humping was so much better now I was completely naked. I totally loved doing it now and was beginning to think it might be better than actual fucking. I mena the few times I ahd fucked were not all that great and a couple were downright unpleasant.

 

So now this went on for ages. Me naked. Still dry humping and brian making no move to escalate things. Then one night in the middle of our dry humping he suddenly stopped  and said “Mary, are you naked?” as if he couldn’t believe it. I thought “Duh” but all I did was giggle. Then he ran his hands all over me under the quilt as if he really couldn’t believe I was really naked. It felt delicious the way his hands ran over  my naked body. I felt so wicked. I really was the wicked one. Bad girl.

 

Brian sat up and looked down at me and I somehow knew what he was thinking. I thought he wanted to see me naked. We were very close and I could often guess what he was thinking. So I slowly slid the quilt down off of me. I hesitated as my tits foirst came into view even though he had seen my tits. But he had never seen me completely naked. I felt a bit nervous but not too bad because I was in really good shape then. Super slim and young and fresh and all that.

 

I slid the quilt down further exposing my belly, so firm and flat and taut back then, but hesitated as the edge of the quilt came to my cunt. I closed my eyes and looked away suddenly feeling really embaressed and then I just flicked it off me and lay there totally naked with Brian sitting beside me looking down at me.  I heard a sudden intake of breath but he never said a word. I imgined him just looking at my naked body as I lay there completely anked, the cold beginning to creep up on me.

 

Brian just looked at me and never touched me. Just looked. I was half expecting him to jump on me and fuck me but only half. And he never. He got back on top of me and started dry humping me again. Ah well I thought. But I was a bit worried at his apparent lack of interest in my body. Did he not like it? Did he think I was fat or something. I wasn’t. My weight goes up and down but it was really down at this time.

 

When he came back from the bathroom this time he seemed distracted and things didn’t feel right. As if we had crossed a line or something. Or more likely I had crossed a line. I didn’t get it but I felt really weird and there was something really weird between us now. I didn’t get it. He just saw me naked so what? And I was starting to get pissed off at the way he just leapt up after he came and dashed off to the bathroom without a word. I thought shit we both know whats going on. He’s cumming in his pants so what? Why the big dash and all the I dunno what. Mystery? Hahaha

 

The next night I took off my t shirt and my boxers in front of him and casually got under the quilt. Make what you will of that I thought. He seemed much more excited than usual that night and was making a lot of noise. Like little grunts and moans. For some reasont aht really got me turned on. Him making those noises. As if he was really turned on a nd that turned me on.

 

He was on top of me under the quilt humping away when suddenly my fingers found the button on his jeans. The one above the zip. Just came to it by accident. I didn’t even think. I just twisted it and undid it and yanked the zip down and shoved my ahnd down his jeans. My hand slid down the length odf his cock inside his jeans and I curled my fingers around it and pulled it out. It actually just sorta sprung out in my hand. It felt so big and HOT and kinda slippery in my hand and brian was still thrusting and my hand was moving back and forth with his cock as he kept thrusting his hips back and forth.

 

I couldn’t see anything under the quilt but I knew  his cock was out of his jeans and was in my hand. Suddenly he made a funny nise like a half grunt half moan and I fle tsomething warm and wet and clingy land on my belly just above my cunt. Then I felt the same warm, thick, clinging stuff running over my fingers and rian ahd his eyes tight shut and was looking up at the ceiling. He came. Hahaha. He came in my hand and on my hand and on my belly. He came almost the moment his cock sprang free of his jeans.

 

Then he said “Oh no. I’m sorry. I’m sorry” and got up and dashed off intot he bathroom holding his jeans up and his cock still hanging out. I got a quick glimpse of his cock as he dashed past me. First time I’d ever seen it. But I’d held it in my ahnd and it felt so big and thick and hot and sweaty. I was intrigued. I wondered what it would feel like inside me. In my cunt.

 

He was gone for ages as usual doing god knows what. I mena how long does it take to rinse out a pair of undies and maybe sponge some cum off the front of his jeans. I pulled the quilt off and looked at his cum on my belly. It looekd yukky but was kinda exciting seeing it there. It was thick and white and there were two big blobs of it on my belly just above my cunt. Then I looked at my fingers and saw it was all clinging to them and little bits were hanging down kinda stringy looking.

 

I thought it was pretty yukky but very interesting. I’d seeen Brian’s cum before I’d even seen him naked.  So I was doing all this thinking and stuff and before I knew it Brian was back and  here was I with his cum still on my belly lying there naked like some slut. I thogught ah fuck it. So what? He stood over me looking down not sure of what to say or do. He just stood there. I looked up at him and I felt the craziness come over me and I said “You came on me” and I started giggling. Almost hysterically. He just looked really embaressed. Super embaressed.

 

I thought oh no he’s so embaressed but to cover my own embaressment I just plowed on with mys tupid shit. I rubbed his cum on my belly with a finger and said “Look. Look what you done.” And he looked and then looked away. I pressed on. I said “It’s so sticky” and he looked down at the floor and never said a word.

 

Then I got really embaressed suddenly. Suddenly I felt like some slut and covered myself up and he said “You wanna tissue?” I didn’t answer. I couldn’t see my shorts or t shirt and didn’t want the indignity of looking round for them naked so I just got up and dashed to the bathroom wondering what he thought of my bare ass as I dashed through the hall.

 

In the bathroom I stopped and looked down at his cum on my belly again. I was really intrigued. I couldn’t get over the idea that Brian had just came on my belly. He had cum ON me. It was funny. I ran my finger through one of the little blobs and held it up to see it better on my finger. Then I ahd this crazy idea of wondering what it tasted like. What Brian;s cum tasted like. I’d ahd other guys cum in my mouth before so I knew what it tasted like but was curious what BRIAN’S cum tasted like. So I licked it off my finger. Nothing. No real taste. So I sucked my finger. Hmmm. Yeah. Bit of a mawkish salty taste goin on there now.

 

So now we had another awkward night together after that. Second time we’d done something new and it created this distance between us. I was thinking seriously that it really was past time we fucked. We shoulda been fucking ages ago.

 

We left the next day because it was Sunday and we were still sleeping in separate beds so we left with sorta a cloud hanging over us and we were both unsually quiet on the way home. Normally we were blah blah blah all the time especially on the car ride home.

 

That week I had a talk with Kelly and told her what was going on and she looked at me funny and said to just do it. Just grab his cock and stick it in. She confirmed what I suspected. That we shoulda been fucking long ago. She thought it was really weird how we just dry jumped like that. But she said some guys are just weird.

 

Brian was OK during the week back to normal on Monday night but he seemed almost reluctant to go to the farm this weekend. He said he ahd a lot of study to do and made some other half assed excuses. I said no no I love our weekends at the farm and he relented and we went.

 

We were both pretty quiet all the way up there and all day on the farm. Usually we acted like kids running around and exploring like city kids do in the country. But we were quiet. Just strolled around holding hands and stuff.

 

So that night under the quilt after we’d been kissing for a while but before we started our dry humping I suggled up really close and held him really tight and said to Brian. “Take your jeans off”. He just went still. Never said anything.  I licked my lips and thought. Uh Oh. He just lay there still. So I thought fuck this and I kept syaing things like “Come on baby,. Come on” and I reached down and started undoing his jeans. He put his hand over mine but didn’t try to stop me.

 

I undid the button and pulled the zip down a nd he lifted his body while I pulled his jeans down and off. It was quite a struggle and I thought shit this should be the other way round. So now we were both naked under the quilt but neither of us made a move. I slid my hand down and took hold of his cock. It felt so big and hot in my hand. Brian didn’t move. I moved my body up onto his chest and sorta sat sideways with my body blocking his view of his cock and I sat up and had a good look at it.

 

I thought fuck that’s a nice cock. It really was. Brian had one of the nicest cocks I’ve ever seen on a man. It was beautiful. Magnificent. All big and swollen and hard in my hand. I was always surprised how HOT Brians cock was. Like Imena hot as in hot and cold. It was always hot. Funny that. So I checked it all over. He was circumsized, thank god. I always liked cut cocks best. You just don’t know whats hiding under allt hat skin hahaha. The head was big and purple and shiny and felt smooth like silk and the hole in the tip of his cock looekd really big as if you could poke your tongue in it. Or your nipple. Or your clit. Hahaha And it was thick too. My fingers could only just go round it. I thoguht fuck you’d know it when that was in your cunt.

 

But then Brian pulled the quilt over me and pulled me up and down ont my back and got on top of me and I thought fuck this is it. We are going to fuck at long last. I braced myself thining he’d just plunge it into me. But he didn’t. I felt his cock rubbing the top of my cunt sliding up and down just like when we dry humped. Oh it felt good alright sliding up and down on the top of my cunt like that but ti wasn’t what I was expecting. I rwrpped my legs around him and for a while just marvelled at ebing in his arms naked with my legs wrapped around his hips, our naked chests pressed together, my tits flattenend by his chest. And his cock rubbing up and down on top of my cunt.

 

After a while he changed position and now his cock was pointing straight down a t the floor pressed hard on my cunt and sliding up and down, pressing hard into my cunt lips and I could even feel it on my clit. This felt so good. I could feel his cock getting wet and slippery form my cunt juices and I could atually feel how wet my cunt was getting. Super Wet.

 

I thought how easy to just angle that cock up a bit  and stick it in my cunt.

 

Then he did  what I thought was a really strange thing. He rolled me over onto my belly and got on top of me and pressed his cock in between the crack of my ass so it was lying along my ass crack  but pressing down hard in between my ass cheeks. His cock was right in the crack of my ass lengthways. Then he started sliding it up and down the crack of my ass. I thought fuck this is weird but it feels so good … but it aint fucking. But it’s nice. Hahaha And I thought really naughty. Wicked. Ass fucking.

 

Then a horrible thoguht struck me. What of my beloved Brian is an ass bandit. Suddenly it made sense. His lack of interest in fucking me. And now this weird shit rubbing his cock up my ass crack. I thought fuck what if he wants to fuck me up the ass?

 

So I was thinking all that and panicking and all the time thinking Fuck that feels so good. I’d enver felt anythign on my ass or in my ass or anywhere around my ass before and I thought so that’s whay guys fuck each other. Or was it? It was bizarre.

 

I did panic a bit and I rolled over so I was on my back and I pulled Brian in really close to me and put my lips right on his ear and I said “Fuck me. I want you to fuck me” I had never said anything like that to a guy before but I was desperate. I needed to prove Brian wasn’t an ass bandit and I desperately wanted him to fuck me. I kept thinking its long overdue.

 

He never said anything so I reached down and grabbed his cock and again I thought how big and thick it was and for a second wondered if it would even fit in my cunt.  I held his cock towards the abse and guided the tip of his cock to my cunt and moved it round till I found my cunt hole and I pressed it right on my cunt hole. I moved my hips forward to press my cunt against the tip of his cock and force it into my cunthole.

 

It just pressed for a while and then suddenly the ehad of his cock just popped in. But it felt incredibly tight and Briain grunted as he gave it a good old shove and forced it in about an inch. I was surprised and worried how difficult it was to get in but thought well I hadn’t done allt hat much fucking and my cunthole is still pretty virginal and he did have a big cock.

 

I gritted my teeth and pulled his ass towards me and moved my hips forward trying to force it in deeper. Brian was pressing forward but just doing that. Just trying to move forward and force it in. Suddenly he eased backwards and I felt it slide out of my cunt almost but then he pressed forward and it went in even further. Now he was going in a little way, then back a little way then in some more and each time he went back and forwards it went in a little deeper. But it felt so tight. So fucking tight and was hurting a little bit. His cock felt so long and thick as if it was forcing my cunt apart and being fed in inch by inch and would never stop.

 

Suddenly like someone turned on a switch it just shot all the way in and Brina was fucking me, his cock moving in and out fo my cunt and my inner thighs gettting all wet with my cunt juice and I thought “We’re fucking. We’re fucking at last, we’re really doing it.” . I almost yelled out “Yay we’re fucking” but I didn’t. It felt good now. Real good. I was so in love with the idea of us actually fucking at last. I began to thrust my hips and hold him tight and he said something like “No no. Don’t” and I thought how could he not like the way I was thrusting my hips when Bang. He came.

 

He just rammed his cock in until it hit bottom deep inside my cunt making me lurch and yelp in pain and then he was cumming inside me. I could feel his cock pulsating and throbbing as he pumped my cunt full of cum. Our first proper fuck and it lasted like about 10 seconds.

 

Then Brian was off again. Dashing bare assed into the bathroom and I thought I gotta talk to that boy about that. It aint polite.

 

So it was a bit disappointing. Sorry Brian if your reading this but it was. It was great and exciting and felt good but still… a bit disappointing.

 

The next night was even worse. Brian was reluctant to take his jeans off and he finally did but he insisted on dry hmping naked and then doing the ass crack thing which was starting to freak me out and by the time he got around to sticking it in my cunt I think he was just about spent. It went in a lot easier this time but it kept falling out for some reason amyeb cause I was thrashing around too mcuh but I was really liking it and really getting into it. Anyway it fell out so I grabbed it and went to stick it back in when he came in my hand again.

 

I giggled when he came because I was thinking “Magic Hands”. Every time I touch it he cums. Hahahaha

 

This time his cum landed on my cunt and my upper inner thigh. I thought well this is fun and it feels good but it aint exactly fucking is it?

 

So now we were into actual proper fucking but it wasn’t the earth shattering experience I thought it would be. It was clumsy and awkward and we were both uncertain and nervous and just fucking hopeless at it. This went on for about 3 –4 weeks and I was starting to think the dry humping was better. I hate to point the finger but I think a lot of the problem was Brian. He was sorts into it but not into it. Really unsure of himself and really awkward and shy. It was fucking awful.

 

It got to the point where I was starting to dread it so one night I decided to suck his cock for a change. Big mistake. We’d only just gotten under the quilt and I just got this idea on my head that I’d suck his cock so I dived down under the quilt took his cock in my hand and put my mouth over the end of his cock. It felt so silky smooth under my lips and just as my lips closed around his cock he came in my mouth.

 

In my mouth and all over my mouth. I pulled away and it squirted up onto my upper lip and the tip of my nose and onto my cheek and my chin. I just thought ewwww and backed away. Now it was my turn to dash into the bathroom. So that was that for the night.

 

So that week I told Kelly all about it and asked her advice. Kelly was very experienced in these matters (Slut). And she had some really good advice. She said lots of guys have a hair trigger so you make them cum then fuck them after they’d cum. She said second time round they last much longer because they take a while to cum again. I was so impressed with her advice that I asked her about the ass crack thing that was becoming a real “thing” with Brian. Kelly told me just about every guy wants to fuck you up the ass and not to worry. She said all guys are altent homosexuals and that made me laugh.

 

Next weekend when we got under the quilt I was wishing I had asked Kelly how to make him cum and keep interested in fucking afterwards. I figured it would be betetr to get it over with as soon as possible so I decided to suck him off and then hold him down if I had to until he was ready to fuck again.

 

I thought I’d suck him off but get outta the way a bit quicker this time so I dived under the quilt and started jerking him off and sucking the head of his cock. I really liked the feel of the ehad of his cock in my mouth. On my lips and on my tongue. It felt so smooth and silky and so different to the rest of his cock.

 

So I wanked his cock one two three and sucked it  suck suck suck and he came. But he came fully in my mouth this time. Oh it just stuck to the roof of my mouth and covered my teeth and went down my throat and it was fucking horrible. Gross. The taste of it hit me like a slap in the face. It was the biggest mouthful of cum I’d ever ahd and the most potent tasting and smelling. The smell filled my nostrils and I almost threw up. But I remembered something Kelly told me once and I swallowed it downa s quick as I could. Just fucking gupled it down and licked my lips and ran my tongue around my mouth and  got as much saliva as I could and swallowed.

 

When it was over I thought Brian isn’t moving. He’s just lying there so that’s good. It aint over. So I sorta rolled my body all over his and got in his ear and told him how much I loved him and how much fun this was and so on and on being a bit repetitive. But guys love that. I was thinking so far so good plan is working fine except for the mouthful of cum I coulda done without. And I was careful not to try and kiss brian because my breath would smelled badly of his cum and I know guys are really squeamish about that. I ran my hands all over his body, his gorgeous body and he did the same to me and I thought Ahh Kelly you know what your talking about this is gonna work.

 

A few times brian tried to get up and asked me if I wanted a coffee or a coke but I told him I didn’t want to move from here and him. He liked that.

 

But I had a problem. I had no idea how long it would take before he would be ready again. I shoulda asked Kelly. I thought dammit. What do I do? Do we wait watching his cock until it gets hard again? Do I keep playing with it? Have a coke, a coffee, read a newspaper. I was starting to thnk this fucking idea was just too much fucking trouble.

 

Brain was running his hands over my body while I was thinking this and then for the fist time ever he put his hand right on my cunt and began exploring my cunt with his fingers. Sliding a finger in between my cunt lips and running it round the rim of my cunt hole, then up to my clit. A real school excursion kind of exploration. The his finger slid into my cunthole and I spread my legs wide and lifted my ass up a bit and he began to finger fuck me. It felt good. Real good. Then he took his finger out and slid it down between my cunt lips all the way to my asshole and he actually fingered my asshole.

 

I was really shocked at the time and a bit disturbed thinking about the ass abndit thing again but then I remembered Kelly telling me all guys want to fuck you up the ass so I relaxed a bit. He didn’t try and put his finger in my asshole he just  fingeres the outside of my asshole. But his finger right on my asshole like that was really um… disconcerting. Hahahaha

 

Remember I was only 19 at the time and had never taken it up the ass.

 

But I thought Brian is happy and still interested so that’s good.

 

Then he roleld me over and got on top and did his ass crack fucking thing again and I actually felt his cock grow from  a little bit hard to half hard to fully hard in the crack of my ass.

 

When it was fully ahrd I rolled over onto my back and guided his cock to my cunt hole. It was still a  bit of a struggle getting it in but it got in and we were fucking. It was much betetr this time. Brian didn’t seem so anxious and like as if he was in a hurry to get it over with. Guys are funny like that. Like theya re so dying to fuck you and when they finally do get to fuck you they fuck you so ahrd and fast its almost as if they cant wait to get it over with. And get abck to the Game or whatever. Hahaha

 

So this was a good fuck and he put his hands under my ass and lifted me up while he fucked me and that changed the angle of penetrationa nd felt fucking magical. It was great. The only jarring note was when he lifted my ass up and had his hands on my ass fucking me wildly just before he came he put a finger on my asshole and actually stuck his finger actually IN my asshole when he came. I couldn’t fucking believe it. He stuck his finger in my asshole ! Everything was happenning to fast for me to take much notice of it  but I tell you the first time you get a finger up your ass you do notice.  But he slipped it out as soon as he finished cumming and that was that. A good fuck. Our best fuck yet. The finger in the ass was not really a big deal but his ass obsession was worrying me a bit.

 

So our regular thing became me sucking him off and then fucking. Always missionary with him on top. This went on for weeks until I sugested we try a different way. And I got up on my hands and knees and said “Wanna do it this way”. He never said anything but he got behind me and wow I had found MY position. This is still my favourite position. It feels so carnal and animal and I love the way a mans cock goes in so deep and the angle it goes in this way. And I love the feel of a mans pelvis slamming into my ass and theres just something fucking animal about getting down on youe hands and knees for a man. Hahaha

 

Brian loved it this way too. He’d get really excited and really get into it. Fcuking hammering me. Pounding me. It was great. And sucking him off first laways guaranteed he’d last a while. After that we got betetr and better and we fucked ourselves stupid on that lounge room floor at the old farm. Never fucked in a bed in that house though. But we started sleeping together on the floor. It was cool. Kinda romantic in a weird way.

 

Then one night when we were really going at it doggy Brian started rubbing my asshole with his thumb. This ass obsession of Brians was beginning to worry me but it did feel good and I just went with the feeling. Soon it became our norm and he always rubbed my asshole with his thumb when he fucked me doggy and then he began to always stick his thumb in my ass when he came. If I thought a finger up your ass was disconcerting then you should try a thumb. It felt so fucking WEIRD. But apart fromt hat everythign else was Super Cool. We were really fucking now.

 

But we were so slow to try new things and it was weeks before we tried it with me on top and I really loved that. Especially when Brina grabbed my tits and tried to hanfg onto them while I jumped up and down on his cock. It felt so different sliding my cunt up and down his cock as opposed ot him sliding his cock in and out fo my cunt. Totally different.

 

I was always the experimental one. The initiator. It was always me that did new things and tried new things and suggested new things. Brian didn’t like to talk about sex stuff so I’d just do it. It was all cool.

 

Brian had never gone down on me and the first man who ever did was Ken but that’s another story. Ken was the first man to ever make me cum and the first time I’d ever cum in the same room as a  man. Hahaha. I did it with Ken right in the middle of this thing with Brian. It just sorta happenned butits a long story . So I was dying for Brian to go down on me but didn’t know how to suggest it. Ken just did it. Practiclaly oral raped me. Hahaha

 

I couldn’t come out and ask Brian cause whenever I talked about sex he’d just get all embaressed and turn off altogether. So I just did it. Just basically shoved my cunt in his face. Hahaha. I was sucking him off and I sorta rolled around and moved my body up until my cunt was directly above his face and started like rollling my hips and generally shoving my cunt in his face.

 

The first time I felt his tongue just touch my cunt it was just like with Ken and it sent a jolt of fucking electricity right through me. From my cunt to my fingertips and my toes. Just fucking wham zing zippo. It was the most incredible feeling I’d ever ahd in my life feeling a tongue on my cunt. The next most incredible thing was feeling a tongue on my clit. It just blew me away. The first time Brian did it I came almost immediately and so ahrd I bit on his cock. Oh Boy. That coulda been a disaster. It must a hurt him but I neverr drew blood.

 

So then a 69 became our regular pre-fuck thing. We’d both cum and then we’d fool around until he could get hard again. It worked really well. I just loved him licking and sucking my cunt and clit. I went crazy. He loved it. Loved me going crazy. I still do a bit. Hahaha But back then I had a hair trigger too and I’d cum so quickly with some tongue action.

 

But Brian soon learned that he could do anything to me while he was going down on me because I ‘d get so carried away I wouldn’t even be aware of what he was doing. Well I’d be aware of it but there was nothing I could do about it. I was too far gone. Especially when I was cumming and sometiems he’d latch onto my cunt like a limpit while I was cuming.

 

Every time he went down on me he’d finger my ass and eventually he got really bold about it and even began finger fucking my asshole.  I really didn’t give a shit while he was going down on me. All I could really focus on was the feeling in my clit. He coulda shoved a beer bottle up my ass while he was going down on me and I wouldn’t have cared. But at other times it was different. I was never comfortable with this ass business.

 

One night when we were really going at it doggy he just tried to stick his cock in my asshole. No asking. Just whammo. He’d been doing the thumb thing and suddenly whipped the thumb out and tried to shove his cock in. He was really, really excited and fumbling and couldn’t get it in but I felt it pressing on my asshole and him trying desperately to shove it in. He might a got the head in a bit  but that was all.

 

So I cracked. I got up and told him not to so that that I didn’t like it and I was so carried away I even said “I shit outta that hole” So gross. I can be such a potty mouth. Brian didn t take it weell. He got all sulky and we ahd our first fight over that. Of all things to have your first fight over I thought it was so weird to have it over him trying to fuck me up the ass. He said “Lots of people do it. Its no big deal”

 

So I asked Kelly my sex guru hahaha about it and she said “Its no big deal. Lotsa people do it” and I was dumfounded. I couldn’t believe it. She said she’d done it plenty of times. So I asked Vicky and she said no big dela too. She said if the guy does it right its good.

 

But I coudlnt get past the fact that this was the shit shute. All I could think if was shit. And how it would hurt. But I didn’t ask Klely or Vicky if it hurt because I thought if I asked them that they’d think I was thinking of doing it.

 

Brian never gave up though. I don’t think I ever came without his finger in my asshole and every time we fucked doggy I got a thumb in my ass. Then he discovered I’d go really crazy when he went down on me from behind. Like with me lying on my stomach. Oh God that got to me. Just felt completley different. I’d get up on my hands and knees while he mouthed my cunt from  behind then bury my head in the pillow ass up in the air haed down on the pillow.

 

Then one night while he was doing me like that he did the unthinkable. The  unspeakable. He was tonguoing me all over my cunt tongue-fucking my cunt hole and lciking and sucking my clit when he dragged his tongue down my cunt making me crawl up the walls until his tongue reache dmy asshole and HE LCIKED MY ASSHOLE. Well I really did try to crawl up the walls. I was half excited and turne don out of my mind and half disgusted. It was the even more intense then his tongue on my clit.

 

I was still disgusted but couldn’t make myself try to stop him and then… he stuck his tongue in my asshole. Actually IN MY ASSHOLE. And he tongue-fucked my asshole while he finger fucke dmy cunthole. I ahd the biggest most explosive orgasm I’d ever had in my life. I just went totally fucking crazy. Outta my tree. I was thrashing and moaning and yelling and groaning and biting the pillow and the mattress and I swear my legs went numb. And Brian was just relentless tongue-fucking my asshole and finger fucking my cunt while I came and came and CAME.

 

First I thought a finger in my ass was weird, then a thumb but the tongue beat them all. It was so … indescribable the feeling. Like being tickled but in an incredibly intense way. At the time I enver thought about the hygeine aspects of it all I could do was concentrate on the feeling. The feeling overwhelmed everything.

 

So this ass tongue fucking became a regular part  of our fucking.  Every time I thought about it afterwards I felt sick but when he was actually doing it I was just so fucking into it.. I used to think to myself deeper deeper stick it in deeper. But would never say such a thing out loud.

 

Brian still tried to fuck me up the ass on a regular basis. Not every time we fucked but just about. So I started thinking about it. I thought Kelly does it, Vicky does it apparently everyone does it except me. And Brina is DYING to do it. I kept thinking it would mke Brian so happy and everyone says its no big deal. I was truly, madly deeply in love with Brian then and I would have done anything to make him happy. If he’d really pressed me I would have let him fuck me up the ass but he enver really pressed me and I ahd such a real revulsion towards the idea.

 

But I kept thinking about it and thinking about it.

 

 

I tried sticking my vibrator up my ass and much to my surprise found that it didn’t hurt at all and actually felt good. But it took a bit of effort to get it in my asshole. And Brians cock was a helluvva lot bigger than my vibrator. And thicker. The thickness really worried me.

 

So I did the vibrator up the ass thing a few times until I relaised that I knew enough and was actually doing it because I liked it. Hahaha. I still do. I often think of Brian and silently thank him these days every time I get a good fuck up the ass. Hahaha.

 

The farm had been sold by now and I had my own flat and Brian practically lived there and still shared with his mates. He eventually move in and we were together for about three years.

 

So I decided to let him do it. Just to make him happy. I got some special lotion  that did the trick fine with my vibrator and had it beside the bed. But I dind’t want to waste this opportunity to let brian know just how much I lvoed him. God, I was so crazy about him then. I intended to let him know this was a very special thing and I was only doing it for him.

 

So when he had me down on my stomach toongue fucking my asshole and fingerfucking my cunt as soon as I finsihed cumming and came back to planet earth I turned around and looke dhim right in the eye and said:

 

Me: Brian?

B: Yeah?

Me: Would you like to fuck me up the ass?

B: What?

Me: I said would you like to fuck me up the ass.

 

I held his gaze and he looked at me uncertainly. As if it were a trap or something.

 

I nodded my head slowly and said:

 

“You can. I’ll let you.”

 

Well. His face just lit up like magic. And He sort of moved my body a bit and got in position and without a word I reached over and got my bottle of body lotion and handed it to him. He looked confused and I said “It’ll make it go in easier”

 

I felt like such a slut buit so in charge and I thought Boy he is really gonna love me for this. And he did. Hahaha. Oh yeah. For months he was just all over me like fucking Romeo, writing me poetry again and smooching up and … fucking me up the ass at every opportunity.

 

Nothing could have prepared me for my first ass fuck. Nothing Kelly or Vicky had said gave any indication just how apinful and intense it was going to be.

 

Brian rubbed lotion on my asshole and finger fucked me for a while limbering up my asshole I imagined. Hahaha. He moved his finger around in circles as if he was stretchign my asshole which was exactly what he was doing.

 

I was lying on my stomach and he was behind me between my legs. He moved up and slid his cock in as he took his finger out.. His cock enver went in. It just pressed hard on my asshole. He held his cock with his hand and moved it up and down and round and round all the itm epressing forward, pressing agaisnt my asshole. I but my finger and waited in dread anticipation.

 

I felt the tip of his cock pressing really hard and then brian moving it to one side so it pressed on my asshole at an angle and then he shoved his hips forward and it just popped in. Boing. But it hurt. It felt like it was tearing my asshole apart but my vibrator felt the same at first so I knew it was OK. Just stretching my asshole. And I thought its got a long way to go before his big thick cock would go in there. He kept pressing and forcing it in but it was so fucking tight. It was incredibly tight and every time he took his cock back a little I could feel my ass closing up behind his cock. I could actually feel my ass gripping his cock incredibly tightly.

 

Slowly he worked his cock around moving it in and out and round and round slowly ever so slowly getting it in deeper and deeper. Then a really bizarre feeling came over me like I was going to do a shit. My ass felt like it had a big turd in it trying to get out. I was even bearing down like you do when you do a shit and part of my mind told me my asshole musta thought Brians cock was a big turd and it was automatically trying to shit it out. Comforting thought.

 

I thought if I do shit myself I will die of embaressment but it would be all brians fault. Becasur this was HIS idea. Not mine. I was just doing the devoted Lover thing letting him do this disgusting thign to me.

 

I musta tuned out for a while because the next thing I remember was his cock was moving in and out of  me quite easily. About half his cock going in and out just like it did in my cunt. He was squirting lots of lotion on his cock and that was helping a lot.

 

Then suddenly he shoved his cock all the way in and I fel this pelvis pressed ahrd on my ass and my feet sprung up like there was a swith at the end of my asshole that made my feet spring up. It was bizarre. I almost laughed out loud at the way my feet sprung up. It was hurting a bit like streatching and burning but every time he squirted lotion  on his cock and his lotion covered cock slid in the burnind feeling stopped.

 

I remember lying there on my stomach thinking  that Brian is actually fucking me in the ass. I actually have a man’s cock all the way in my asshole and it doesn’t feel that bad. It actually felt good in a way.

 

He fucked me up the ass for about 20 seconds I guess before he came and I felt sorry for him thinking about how it took him so long and he was so patient trying to get it into my ass that when he finally did it was all voer so quickly. It didn’t seem fair.

 

So that was our first time up the ass and it wasn’t as bad as our first proper fuck was. I was till pretty ambivelant about getting fucked up the ass though and  I was still worried about shit and somethigngoing wrong and having to dash tot eh emergency room to have my asshole stitched back together. Shit like that.

 

But you know for about 3 months after that first time brian wasn’t interested at all in fucking my cunt. It was always up the ass and even though by about the fourth time I was starting to really like it at the end of 3 months I was dying for a cock in my cunt again. Hahaha

 

Brain always loved fucking me up the ass. It was his Big Thing. My Big Thing was him going down on me and doing the cunt and asshole licking tongue-fucking thing. Yeah that was my Big Thing. I fucking LOVED it. Still do. But not many guys are really into ass licking. Hahaha

 

Brian and I were real Root Rats. We both loved fucking. We fucked ourselves senseless and got more and more kinky as the years went by. We got into all kinds of weird kinky shit and we grew kinky together. As we bcame aware of our little quirks and fantasies we fed each other. Brian fed my need for exhibitionism. I fed his need to dominate. I did everything and anything he wanted and he did the same.

 

The “ crazy fuck “ part of this was the dry fucking. I still think that was Super Weird. I dunno what it was about Brian but it took him years to really get into sex. The first time I let him fuck me up the ass was his watershed. After that he was a lot more experimental. A lot more confident.

 

No man has ever turned me on the way that Brian did. No man has ever made me cum as hard as Brian did. I have never loved a man as mauch as I loved Brian. He was so special. Weird and kinky but God how I adored him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Crazy Fuck #2 (In no particular order)

Friday, September 11th, 2009

His name was Davis and we had broken up about 2 months ago after going out together for about 6 months. It was an amicable breakup we just sorted of drifted apart but stayed friends and would meet for coffee and lunch every now and then and talk on t he phone sometimes. I really liked him.

I had been talking to one of my friends Vicky who told me about this guy she was going out with and how they were fucking and just as he was about to come he scrambled up off her and knelt on her chest and came all over her tits. She was pretty dumbfounded at the time and was sorts “what the fuck?” about the whole thing. I thought it was hilarious but the more I thought about it the more I liked the idea.

So I was talking to Davis this night and I asked him seriously what he made of this. He said it wasn’t weird and lots of guys liked doing that. I made out I was just curious. So I asked him he if he liked doing that and he said sometimes. I always get turne don talking about sex and I was turne don now so I told Davis I’d like to try that sometime but no guy has ever tried it on me. Just joking he told me if I ever needed a volunteer he was my man. And I said “Really?” as if I was really surprised and still just joking he said “Sure, I’d be happy to. For you.” Hahaha So I thought the jokes on you boy.

So I said “whata re you doing tonight?” and not catching on he said nothing just chiolling. So the Devil mad me say “Then why dont you come over and cum on my tits for me?”

Hahaha. There was just a stunned silence. See I’d been DYING to try this out ever since Vicky told me her tale.  But the guy I was going out wiht at the time I was really into all that much and I didn’t feel right asking him. Or you know subtley suggesting it.

So Davis said OK when he recovered and Holy Shit he got to my place in record time. I had a quick shower and put on a robe wiht nothing under it and lit some candles in the middle of my living room so it was all cosy and sexy.  I left a space on the floor where we could do it with candles on either side of us. I thought the lounge would be better than the bedrooom.

So Davis arrives all het up and a bit nervous. hahaha. Men are so funny. We hadn’t fucked since we broke up. But the sex was always good when we were together. He got more nervous just standing there and I dint want to spoil my mood by offering him a drink and then getting into some small talk.

So I just walked to my little space on the lounge room floor between the two rows of candles, took off my robe and knelt down on the floor.  Davis just looked. So I patted the floor in front of me and said “get over here”.

He walked over and stood in front of me and I undid his shorts and pulled them down. His cock sprung out but it wasn’t hard. Maybe half hard. hahaha. He whipped his shirt off and stood there naked while I knelt iin front of him. I took his cock in my hand and looked upa t him and smiled and started to slowly jerk him off. He just looked really surprised and dumbfounded. Just looked at me and said nothing.

Then I sucked his cock for a while. Long slow and deep taking it into my mouth slowly and taking it deep down my throat. He moaned louldy each time it went down my throat. I felt it grow hard inside my mouth.

Then I slowly wanked his cock  pressing it on one nipple then the other. I really liked the feel of the end of his cock on my nipple. It felt so delicioously weird. I liked the way his cock pushed in my tit making a little depression in my tit.

He was rembling a bit now all over and I got the feeling he was dying to knock me down and fuck me ont he floor. But I didn’t want that. I’d worked out my own idea of how I wanted this to pan out. I sucked his cock some more and then started to jerk him off seriously pointing his cock right at my tits and rubbing the end of his cock on my tits as I jerked him off.

Precum started oozing out of his cock and it made my one of my nipples slippery and wet. My nipple glistened in the candlelight, wet with his  precum. I told him to take over but he just looked at me. So I took his hand and put it on his cock over the top of mine and we wanked his cock togehter. After a little while he was right into it and i took my hand away. This was exactly how I imagined this. Me kneeling on my knees in front of him while he stood up and jerked off over my tits.

I looked down at my naked body glowing golden in the candlelight and his cock above my tits, his hand moving so fast up and down the elngth of his cock while he stared at my tits. I could see his body all tense, every muscle standing out clearly defined. I never realised what an effort  it was for a man to jerk off. It looked like his whole body was straining. He had his feet apart planted squarely on the floor and his knees were slightly bent. He was kinda leaning over me and his cock kept moving all over my tits as her jerekd off.

Now the whole idea of a guy jerking off in front of me like this about to cum on my tits really got to me. I thought Mary what the fuck are you doing you  kinky slut and then I thought I don’t care this is just so fucking kinky sexy HOT. I put one hand on his ass at the side of his ass and I started rubbing my clit with my right hand.  God it felt good. I was so fucking turned on. Davis didn’t even notice at first but when eh saw me wanking he stopped wanking himself for a second and gaped. I smiled. Then he started wanking harder and faster than ever.

He staretd grunting while he jerked off. Little restained grunts. ugh ugh ugh. The muscles in hsi arm and wrist were bulging now and I thought shit it must be a lot harder wanking a cock than a little clit. And I thought this is the kinkiest thing me and Davis had ever done. We ahdn’t sone anythign really kinky together. No anal sex. Nothing weird. Cumming in my mouth was the kninkiest. hahaha So now look at us. Hahaha

The he said “I’m gonna cum” and I grabbed his hand, cock and all, with both hands and put it on top of one of my tits and pressed down sorta. I saw his cum shoot out. Like Zooom and it shot up over my tit onto my chest right above my right tit, the second spurt landed right on my tit and made a little puddle of cum on top of my tit. Then I moved his hand and cock  down until it was right on my nipple and I pressed the tip of his cock onto my nipple and I felt his cum oozing out of his cock onto my nipple and then running down my tit.

Its funny how cum spurts out at first and then just ooozes out. It felt really warm and sort of heavy on my tit. Like honey or something really thick and heavy but its not really. I know that. I moved his cock across my tit leaving a trail of cum as it kept oozing out.  I loved the sight of his cum on my tit but it was only on one tit. I was so turned on I woulda  cum right ther e and then if I coulda got a hand to my clit. But I was too busy guiding Davis’s cock on my tit.

My tit was really covered with cum now and I was kinda surprised how much cum there was. It was running down from above my tit onto my tit and across the top and down the sides of my tit and dripping off my nipple. Some of it had run off my tits and was druning down my stomach. Nont running… more like flowing. hahaha

I started to rub the end of his cock all over my cun covered tit. Pressing it hard into my tit, squashing my tit, I moved his cock from side to side and up and down dragging it over my nipple watching my nipple bend voer and then spring up as his cock moved over it. I was so fucking turned on. I swapped his cock into my left hand and started rubbing my clit with  my right hand while I rubbed his cock over my slippery cum covered tit with my left hand.

I was so fuckng into it. I dont know what Davis was doing. I ahdn’t looked up at him for  ages now. I was totally involved with rubbing his cock over my tits and rubbing my clit. I didnt reallyc are what he was doing or what he was thinking. I was going to cum here on the floor right in front of him with hsi cum all over my tit.

It didn’t take long. I pressed my tits against his cock and put my left hand on his ass and moved my body forward and I pulled  his body towards me and I came with my hand on my clit, my other hand on his ass pulling him onto me and his cock pressed hard against  my tits.

I still hadn’t looked upa t him and now I sat back on my feet and just caught my breath. Davis just stood there like a statue. I could see his cock dangling down inches in front of my face all covered in cum with some still dripping off it.  His pubic hair was matted in places from his cum from when he had pressed against my tits. The cum on my tits was just wetness now all the little puddles had been smeared when he pressed against me.

I stood up and kissed him lightly on the lips and said “Thank you. I owe you one” and he just looked really dumbfounded as if he couldnt believe what had  just happenned. It was so funny I almost laughed out loud.  The look on his face made me want to take it even further. really rattle him. I ran my finger around my tit and my nipple and got some cum on it. Then I slowly slid my cum covered finger into my mouth while I looked him right in the eye and made a big production of sucking my finger.

Then, still looking him in the eye I said “Mmmm. I’d forgotten how good your cum tasted.” Then I did laugh. He was just lookin at me. he said “Shit Mary. I nver knew you could be like this.” I kept laughing and said “Do you like me like this?” and he just nodded. I think he was having trouble talking.

Now i was still feeling pretty sexed up and was thining how good it would be to just lie down ont he floor, spread my legs and let Davis fuck my brains out or go down on me (even better) and then fuck my brains out but I thought if we do that it will just be the Night We Fucked and not the Night He ZCame on My Tits. So I pushed that thought right from my mind, got up and put my robe on. I thought about getting cleane dup but I wanted the feel and smell of his dried up cum on my tits for when I wanked alter that night after he’d left. Oh I was going to wank alright. I could smell his cum now. I felt so I dunno. So … wanton. Kinky. Slutty. Free. Hahaha Good. Happy.

I made coffee and Davis spent the next hour or so trying desperately to fuck me. He tried everything. But I wanted this to be the Night Davis Came on My Tits. not just  the Night We Fucked. It made it special not fucking. If we’d fucked it would have taken away the “specialness” of the cumming on my tits.

After he left I went to my bedroom and laid on my bed naked. I ran my hands all over my tits where his cum ahd dried ont hem leaving them feeling a bit tight and sticky still. I wet my finger in my mouth and ran it over my nipple and could smell his cum better. Then I kept wetting my finger and rubbing it over my tits where his cum ahd dried and I wanked, rubbing my clit in tight, hard little circles with my right hand while my left hand moved over my tits until I came and came and came again.

I love that night. It was so special. I loved the way I had asked him to do it and asked him over that very night while we were talking about it. It was MY Night. Mine. I set it up, I planned it, every step and it all went exactly according to plan. The only thing I hadn’t planned on was me wanking in front of him (or cumming in front of him) but I can live with that. Hahaha

Crazy Fuck #1 (In no particular order)

Monday, September 7th, 2009

His name was Vince and used to be my boss for a few years. He was the ebst boss I ever had.  Never gave anyone shit, always stuck up for us and took the blame when we fucked up and was just a good boss. I loved working for him. He elft for a better job and we all missed him so much but I always kept in tocuh although I haven’t seen him for a few years now. Funny how you just drift apart even though you don’t want to.

After he left I always kept in touch. I’d phone him or email him probly once a month or so and we’d get together with other people from work every now and then for lunch.  He had never made a move on me and had always acted very proper when he was my boss and afterwards. He was more Fatherly than anything else. About 10-15 years older than me.

He wasn’t overly good looking or hot or anything and I’d never really thought of fucking him, well maybe idly thought about it wondering what he’d be like but i do that with a lot of guys. He’s kinda short and slim almost skinny and losing his hair a bit and was stuck in a time warp in the 70s. hahaha. Always playing old music and talking about the 70s and old shit.

So i was paying him a visit at his place one Saturday  and it was the middle of summer and a really stinking hot day. I mean really flithy hot. When you  sweat just sitting still. We were both complaining about how hot it was and we had had a few wines but at the time it happenned we were both sipping iced water with slices of lime in it. One of his favourite “cool me down” drinks.

Anyway he said “Fuck, it’s hot” and shook his head. And I remembered this day when one of the girls at work was nearly going hysterical course  something major had fucked up and she was panicking and rambling and raving on to Vince and it was a stinking hot day just like this day.  Calm as you like Vince poored a glass of iced water of this girls head and said “There, cool down”.

Well we all cracked up and she just stood there stunned. And then she says “Thank you. I needed that.” and that started everyone off laughing again. Thats what he was like. Like we did shitful, boring clerical work and Vince always made it fun with this kind of thing. He’d come in and throw a foam brick that looked so real at someone and just break the monotony.

One time we had to do these awful Team Building exercises at work and every section had to come up with their own Team Building exercise and we had a staff meeting to talk about it and nobody is keen on it at all and Vince says “Fuck it, let’s have a picnic” and everyone laughed and he says no, this will be our team bulding exercise.

So Vince writes up this thing like it was a proper team building thing with venue, aims and objectives, task assignments and all that bullshit and we all went to this park and ate chicken sandwiches and lazed around in the shade while all the other idiots were rolling 44 gallon drums around and making paper planes and shit.

And Vince writes up this report in team building terms about how the cooperative division of tasks and the allocation of resources and all this TB crap led to a Splendid picnic on the grass. And we all killed ourselves laughing but were worried Vince would get in trouble for not taking this crap seriously. He never did though. He did his job too well to ever get in trouble.

So there I was looking at my glass of icy cold water. Glass all frosty with condensation, ice cubes clinking, slice of lime floating around in it. And Vince says “Fuck, it’s so hot” like so forceful and he shakes his head as if he was angry. So it made me think of how he poured that glass of water over that girles head so before i knew what I was doing I poured my glass of iced water over him and I said “There, cool down Vince”.

He just looked at me stunned just like the girl did and then he smiled. He calmly walked to the fridge and took out a jug of cold water and I thought he was just getting me another drink but he looked at me all evil though and then burst out laughing and chases me round with this jug of icy water. I ran all around his house in and out of rooms but he was waiting tll he could get really close to let  me have it.

Purely by chance I ran into his bedrooma nd tried to get out cause I realised it was a dead end and we met at the doorway and he let me have it but I tried to grab his arm and it deflected him and instead of going in my face it went all over my chest. I was drenched and it was so cold it took my breath away and suddenly we were wrestling around and I was trying to get the jug off him to wet him back and we ended up on the bed with him on top of me.

I was breathing heavily from all the running and my chest was heaving up and down and he was breathing heavily too when he suddenly went real still and just looked at my chest. I looked down and I was wearing a really thin black bra, a check shirt, also thin and a little pair of shorts. My nipples were clearly visible through my wet shirt and bra and were poking up through the material.  And he was on top of me. Jugs still in his hand. My hand tightly gripping his wrist.

I was horrified and embaressed when I saw the water had made my shirt and bra so tranparent and my nipples were so obvious. And I was really alarmed at the way Vince was just staring. Like really STARING.  Then he raise dhis head and looked me in the face, in the eyes. And you know how when you see that look in a guy’s eyes and you know he wants you so fucking bad that it gets to you and turns you on a bit even if you dont really go for the guy.

It was like that. I thought fuck me he really wants to fuck me. Then I looked in his eyes and I think he saw that I wasnted to fuck him in my eyes too. It was like one of those MOMENTS in your life. Like when time stands still and your suddenly aware of something you hadn’t even thought about before.  I moved my legs and his body sort of moved down and then we were int he fucking position, me on my back, him on top between my legs and both of us looking at each other real strange.

Then I looked down at my chest and suddenly I wasn’t embaressed any more and then I looked up at his face and he was looking at my tits and then he raised his head and we looked at each other again and then I smiled. I think I smiled but maybe it was more like a grin that said “Well, you want to fuck me and I know you want to fuck me and I want to fuck you and you know I want to fuck you so… lets FUCK”. That kinda look.

The Vince looked down at my tits again and his hand moved in liek slow motion to my chest and he grabbed my shirt kind of twisting it in his hand and I felt his knuckles flatten my left tit and then he just ripped my wet shirt and off it came along wiht my bra. Not completely off the shirt was just open course he had ripped it open. It was very thin material but he ahd grabbed my bra was well and that just undid (the catch broke) and then suddenly my tits are out there all wet with my nipples hard as rocks pointing straight up at the ceiling.

I remember thinking “Vince?” “VINCE ?????” like i really expected him to just get off me and laugh it off or something but next thing I know his tongue is in my mouth thrusting in and out like a cock in a cunt and I am kissing him back and wrappiing my legs around him and I saw my knees come up on either side of me and I felt his cock, suddenly hard, pressing on my cunt. Rubbing on my cunt.

And I am thinking “Vince?”  “Vince????” while I am wrapping my legs around him and he is dry humping me like crazy and his shirt feel all smoth on my exposed tits and and I’m thinking gee my tits look good like that and gee his body feels good between my legs and gee his cock feels good pressed up against my cunt. And still thinking “Vince???” “VIINCE????” the whole time.

Then things got all crazy. Just a blur all jumbled. I remember bits and pieces but i’m not sure if they happenend in this order. His hand on my tit, his mouth on my tits, sucking my nipple up into his mouth, his hand on my bare belly,  tugging my shorts down and off, me raising my leg to get them off, me hooking my toes in his shorts and pulling them down with my feet, his cock springing and I mean SPRINGING out and pointing down and then pointing straight up at me.

This all happenend in like 2 seconds after us hitting the bed. Next thing I knew his cock was penetrating me forcing its way in to my tight cunt hole because it had all happenend so quickly my cunt hadn’t got the emssage to get itself wet yet and it hurt a bit going in but not being wet and ready just made it feel all the more dramatic and urgent and made his cock feel so much bigger. Like this giant cock trying to force its way into my cunt although it was just because I wasnt really wet yet.

It was still really crazy because we had started fucking while we were still ripping each others clothes off. Just going crazy grunting and tugging and pulling at each others clothes and his t shirt tearing in my hand and his shorts sliding down being dragged down by my foot. And his cock brushing my foot as it leapt free.

Now Vince is fucking me like a crazy man kissing me, shoving his tongue in my mouth, sucking my nipple, sucking my tits, grabbing my tits trying to do everythign while he’s fucking me and I have my legs wrapped around his hips, then his waist, then up higher around his chest and hes thrusting away like his life depended on it and I am thrusting my hips and lifting my ass up and down up and down and grabbing him and letting hiim go and grabbing his ass, then his back. and its just all crazy.

Then in the middle of all this Vince says

“Oh God, I’ve always wanted to fuck you”

“From the first time I saw you”

“Just fuck you like a madman”

And I’m thinking “VINCE?????” “Really????” but not saying anything. I’m like really stunned that VINCE is fucking me, that we are fucking, and that he’s fucking me like a mad man and talking dirty to me. Its un-fucking-believable.

Then I rolled him over and I’m on top riding him for all I’m worth and he’s trying to hold my tits but I’m riding him so hard that his hands keep getting jerked off my tits and I’m looking down at him thinking “Who’d ever thought Vince would be such a wild fuck” and he is a WILD fuck. While I’m riding his cock, he’s thrusting his cock up deep into me and looking all frantic trying desperately to hold onto my tits and holding them so tight it hurts especially when his hands get jerked off them. Yow!

The he rolls me over and hauls me up my my hips and gos at me from behind and he’s really into me splotch splotch splotch and sweat is running off us both and I’m thinking how our sweat is mixing together and mingling on our bodies and we’re gonna end up covered in each others sweat and it’s so fucking hot. The weather I mean.

I’m really surprised at how strong he is. Like for such a little man. So fucking strong. And such a wild fuck. I remember thinking shit he’s as good a fuck as he is a boss. hahaha It felt like there was a steel fucking machine behind me driving some steel ramrod into my cunt.

The it hit me just how WRONG this was. I mean he wasn’t my boss now but I’d always had a bit of a thing about fucking my bosses, like a fetish I guess,  but it felt wrong cause he always had this thing about being PROPER and never getting involved with anyone at work and especially never fucking people who worked for him. 

I felt  like i was doing something that i never thought i’d ever do – whether I wanted to or not – it just wasn’t possible but there was his cock ramming into me from behind. But still… Vince? Who’d a thought Vince the Animal.

Then he rolled me round again onto my back and hes fucking me really slow now with big long slow thrusts like UGH …….UGH ……. UGH and each time I fele his cock go in so deep and my boddy stiffen so hard even my tits stiffen and he’s fucking me like this and talking to me asking me how it feels and I can’t speak. I’m just moving my mouth like a goldfish.

And when I can speak again all I say for some stupid fucking rason is one word. “Snowball” See ages ago we were talking about sex and stuff and I was explaining to him what a “Snowball” was cause he had never heard the term before.  He looks confused at first when I say that and then he gets it and starts fucking me really, and I mean really fast. So fucking fast. And I’m spreading my elgs wide underneath him and lifting them up high in the air and wrapping them around his hips, then his waist then bening my back and wrapping them around his chest.

Then he whips his cock out of me and he’s scrambling up me, cock in hand jerking off, and I’m thiking how I never thought I’d ever see Vince wanking and then his cock is in my face and he’s starting to cum and I lift my head up frantically and his cum lands on my lips and my nose before I can clamp my mouth around it and then my mouth is full of cum and he’s groaning and thrusting his cock like he was still fucking my cnt except hsi coc is in my mouth now.

And finally he slows down and then he moves back and I felt his cock slide across my bare stomach and then we are kissing and he’s sukcing his cum off my lips and I’m spitting it into his mouth while we’re kissing. (That’s a snowball folks in case ya’ll not familiar with the term. hahaha)

The  he sorta collapses on the bed beside me and suddenly I’m feeling really awkward and embaressed and worried about him seeing me naked (stoopid I know) and thinking Vince, Vince, Vince, Vince oh no how the fuck did this happen. And he’s lying there not moving and I’m thinking I wonder what he’s thinking. And if he’s wondering what I’m thinking.

I looked kinda sidelong at him and I see him naked and I’m thinking how skinny he is and even though hes like muscly he’s like all skin and bone and muscle and he’s got hair on his shoulders (yuk!) and hairy legs and hairy stomach and he may be a really nice guy but he’s not much to look at naked and I’m a bit heavy at the moment too and really embaressed about that and him seeing me even though he’s not so hot mimself. And he’s got a lot of pubic hair too. It’s like the fuckin Amazon jungle between his legs.

So I’m kinda rapidly coolin down and thinking it was just one of those crazy accident things that happen and he rolls over and looks at me. And I roll over and look at him and my stomach is like a big roll of fat lying on the bed in front of me but even though my tits look good lying this way I roll back onto my back cause my stomach just looks too gross.

Vince is sorta looking at me but not lookin at me just sorta lookin in my general direction and I keep looking over at him and looking away. I was thinking now what? How do we get out of this lying on the bed naked together thing without dying of embaressment.

Then he starts “Um, err, aahh. Mary I … um… errr…” and I’m thinking shit all we did was fuck, no big deal really but why I am I so fucking awkward now. So when I couldn’t stand his Ummming and arring any more I jumped up, grabebd my clothes and dashed into the bathroom. When I went into the kitchen he was sitting there sipping another of his lim slice ice waters and had poured one for me.

I sat down and he said “Mary, I dont know what to say…” and I looked at him and thought well, he’s still the same nice guy he always was and I say “I do” and he looks at me all expectant like and I say … “Oops” and he bursts out laughing and then we are both laughing and suddenly everythings alright and he accuses me of raping him and I said “Hey’ I’m the one witht he ripped shirt” and he hold his shirt up and says “Me too” amd we laugh and then we stop laughing and its all really awkward again.

So he goes and gets me a t shirt to wear and i put it on and then there we are all awkward again. So I said I gotta go and he looked so relieved. So I went.

So things were really awkward between us for ages after that but every now and then I’d think about it and get so turned on I’d wank. After a few months though we got eover it and it was OK again except for one night we had a bit of a reunion dinner all the old crowd that used to work together and everyones partners came but I never went wiht anyone even thought I had a boyfriend at the time because I was kinda hoping or thinking that Vince might be expecting me to go home wiht him but he showed up with some ugly old bitch faced woman that was I dunno what she was but I didn’t like her and she didn’t like me and we almsot got into a bitch fight cause of soome smart ass thing that either she said or i said I dont remember. hahaha

So about a year later I was visinting him at his place for the first time siince we fucked and he tells me that while it was great he feels terrible because it was alost like incest because he has always regarded me like a daughter and I thought what a fuckin nerve ! I got all upset and I don’t know why really just that it semmed to really be putting me down and it was like he was I dunno being all proper and I was the slut or something and I remember him saying how I raped him at the time like it was all my fault.

So that was a bit rough but we got over that and were friends again but then I moved in wiht a guy for a while and they enver liked each other and we never saw much of each other again after that. But I do still like him and miss talking to him and so one day I”ll call him and we’ll be friends again.

But fuck me. God it was a wild fuck. Hahaha Vince! Whoda thought?