“oh, the humanity”

and i thought yesterday was fun when Archer brought me back to my place early to play with yet another sick day at work. though fucking and ending with a nice tittiefuck is surely nothing to sneeze at.

today i didn’t even attempt going to work and spent most of the morning giving my body the time it needed to heal. when you fuck as hard as i do, weakness is not an option. my man kindly dropped by in the afternoon to take care of me, first feeding me lunch and then feeding me cock. we were both sitting at my desk, Archer sitting behind me in my chair, when suddenly i felt his nose grazing the nape of my neck. “god you smell so good,” he whispered. his breath was ragged and shallow, a low growl to his words.. my man was hungry. and i love it when his nose is buried in my hair. his nose traveled everywhere, into my hair, my shoulders, my neck. “you smell perfect. you smell like you,” he murmured. hot and bothered, he started feeling me up, his hands running all over my naked body. he had me stand up he could pull off my little blue panties – all i had on besides a smile – and then a hot new move – he ordered me to turn on the webcam on my computer. .

once it launched he pulled his pants and underwear down and grabbed me by the hips, pressing his dick into my asscrack. i’d never seen him behind me from that angle and it was quite a sight. we took a few pictures in that position, then changed so we could take a few photos as i went down on him. there’s one we took where he’s grabbing me by my hair and forcing his dick down my throat, putting both my deep throat technique and his perfectly chiseled body on display. i love webcams. however, my man quickly concluded that pictures weren’t enough – it was time for bed.

even before we hit the sheets, our hands were all over each other. he promptly started stroking my already-enlarged clit while i licked my hand and wrapped it around his throbbing cock. he sucked on my titties, and i quickly went into one of our new favorite role plays – playing mommy. as he sucked on my tits and moaned how nice they were, i told him mommy needed his dick and couldn’t wait any more. he didn’t make me. within seconds he mounted me, prying my tight pussy open with that gorgeous head of his. we fucked for a long time, moving his legs to the outside of mine to squeeze mine shut, then suddenly he stopped and decided he needed to eat some pussy. we kept playing mommy, with me insisting that he better give me good head because it was friday night and i had plenty of offers from guys that wanted my cunt, including those willing to pay me for it. my man’s hands gripped my hips hard, clearly wanting to hurt me and punish me for being such a whore. “you’re driving me insane,” he said when he came up for air, eyes ablaze. i love driving him wild, especially while he’s servicing me – it’s a very different fire in his eyes than when he’s having his way with me.

he went at me hungrily and did a beautiful job, making me cum so hard i nearly bucked him off my cunt. i screamed and poured out my juices all over his face, and with that he tightly wrapped his arms around my thighs and ate me out ferociously. i woke up to the sight of him about to take a picture of my naked, unconscious body recovering from orgasm. his turn to drive ME insane.

he then mounted me again, going for a carpet ride. as he grinded his hard dick against my pussy, he told me how badly he wanted to hurt me, and that even while he went down on me he wanted to grab me and put his hands all over me. he painfully grabbed my hips and i screamed in pain, which only encouraged him to let out more of his aggression. he ordered me to give him a hand job while he rode my carpet. unable to defend myself, he started twisting and biting my nipples, strangling me whenever i tried to protest that he was hurting me. “good,” he replied with a growl, pulling me by the hair to keep in place when he wasn’t holding me down by my wrists. “you asked for it,” he sneered, referring to the pain he was inflicting. he was right. and i love every fucking twinge of it.

i told him i couldn’t wait to be covered in his cum so i could pump him fast like the day before as he got off all over me.  that apparently was enough to set him over the edge, and with a load moan he lunged forward on top of me and began to shoot off. i wrapped my hand tightly around his dick and pumped him fast, which i apparently did so perfectly that he physically flew off me.. but not before punching the wall a few times, unable to handle the intensity. he ended up stuck between my bed and the wall, hitting his head in the process, in utter disbelief by how powerful it was for me to pump his dick as he came. i couldn’t help but laugh, also quite pleased that i made my man cum as hard as he did. he moaned, “jesus.. jesus,” holding his face in his hands as he attempted to recover. i gently played with his dick as it calmed down, and he moaned, “that’s brilliant.. oh god that was so good.” i then realized he was in a state i rarely see – when his orgasm was so overwhelmingly powerful that he becomes completely unaware of himself. i fucking love that – and was eager to see what more he had to say. i started stroking his head, still far too sensitive for play, and he grabbed the wall and screamed, “oh, the humanity!”

is Archer one of a kind or what?

public display of affection

well damn. just when i thought my man couldn’t do much else to shock me. but did he ever today. better yet, he did it in public. to the shock of all my colleagues and i couldn’t care fucking less. it was big and it was public. not one bitch in the house that was anything short of jealous. he showed off something pretty fucking huge. what can i say? even my man’s tongue is big, so there isn’t much that he whips out that doesn’t make jaws drop.

what was it, you ask? sorry readers – girl’s gotta have her secrets.

dessert

after grabbing lunch to thank Archer for taking me to a doctor’s appointment this morning, i decided to grab something else.. a delicious raspberry croissant. what else did you think i meant? you dirty mind you.

we got back to my place and enjoyed yet another day when i decided to play hooky from work and fuck all day. and lounge around naked, too. once we finished eating, we got into bed and my man promptly started sucking my titties, ordering me to hold them up and pinch my nipples for him. “but you haven’t had your dessert yet,” i whimpered innocently. he smiled. “that’s right,” he said hungrily. i got up, brought the pastry to bed, and after, shall we say, relishing the dessert in bed, it was time for him to relish getting off. he started slowly stroking my clit with one hand, positioning himself on top of me as though we were going to do 69. excitedly anticipating the next move, he then ordered me to stroke his dick while he straddled me backwards, alternating between giving me head and stroking my clit with his fingers. the angle was perfect for pushing enough air out of my lungs to make me moan, which – as Archer told me later – was “the most perfect” moaning i’d ever done. not that i ever consciously think about it. but this time it apparently had a little something that especially did it for him, bucking hard and shooting hot cum all over my body as he moaned and writhed. fucking gorgeous. i don’t think he’s ever gotten that much on himself, either – he’s usually either painted me with it or filled me up with it. or both.

after that, he kindly did a bit of clean up and then plunged his face into my pussy to get me off. he’s so damn good at it that it took no time at all. he marveled at how wet i was, how good i tasted, gently moaning every time he came up to take a breath before burying his face back into my cunt. he ordered me to pull my hood up for him so he could have full access, an order i happily obeyed. he had his arms around me and cradled my waist in his hands, giving me plenty of room to arch my back as i got closer to orgasm. before too long i was shooting off hard, saturating my sheets with my own cum, feeling so relaxed that my fever even broke. while it’s still true that getting dick is a great cure, getting off is my true panacea. 

with my man in the voraciously hungry mood he was in, i knew we were far from over though i didn’t know what would happen next. apparently, another turn for me! and of course, without any recovery time. as soon as my body started to relax and i laid back, i found Archer’s hands all over my pussy, fingering me relentlessly, in disbelief that i had so much cum. he worked at me for quite some time, nibbling my ear, sucking my titties, and covering my neck with kisses all the while. he then grew jealous that his fingers were having all the fun and roughly pushed me up on the mattress, positioning me to get more head. and boy did i get it – he went at me eagerly, licking up my juices, sucking and licking my clit like he hadn’t had pussy in days. within minutes i shot off hard a second time, pouring a second huge load of my own onto the sheets.

okay, so maybe i DID grab more than a raspberry croissant.

an Arched Back first: simultaneous orgasm!

ah jury duty – what better way to reward myself for performing my civic duty than with an Arched Back first?

lucky me, i was dismissed from my case before noon so i promptly got back to my place and took a long, decadent nap. a few hours later, i awoke to the sound of The Archer opening my door. with a smirk he got into bed with me, pleased that i was already naked except for my little black-and-pink panties. i mounted him and wasted no time in seducing him – i kissed his chest, held him down, grinding my cunt against his crotch all the while. he tried to take his sweater off as things started to get hot and heavy, which i quickly used to lock his arms behind his back and make him even more helpless. i do like being Archer’s submissive, but it’s nice to take the reigns every once and a while. and every time i get punished for doing so, so who am i to mess with a win-win situation?

i stayed on top of him, sucking on his nipples, running my lips all over his gorgeous strong body. i kissed a trail from his chest to his dick, stopping to suck it a little, to let him tittiefuck me with me on top, caressing his balls in a way so well he moaned, praising how perfect i am. he loved the playful mood i was in, and laid back to let me have my way with him for as long as i wanted. 

once i could feel his dick throbbing from being so hard, i asked if he wanted some pussy. looking deep into my eyes he nodded hungrily, starting to growl. i smiled then nibbled on his lobe as i whispered into his ear, asking if we could do a new role play – him taking my virginity. he eagerly agreed. i rode him a little more, then suddenly he grabbed me by the waist and flipped me onto my back. he went beautifully into the role play, showing his impressive range.

he mounted me and started to press his dick against my wet pussy. i whimpered, telling him i was worried it would hurt and that i wasn’t ready. he cooed, “oh, you’ll like it – you just have to relax.” he slowly started to slide inside me, and i gasped, “shouldn’t we use a condom?” he let out a sigh as he sank into my cunt, saying, “i don’t like condoms. i want to feel the real thing. don’t worry, you’ll be fine.” before too long he was pounding my pussy, pumping me so hard he had to hold me down so i wouldn’t physically lift off the mattress. i pleaded with him to go slowly and to be gentle, and he growled, “you never get to say no. you’re a woman now so you need to learn how to take it.” i whimpered again, asking, “i don’t think i can last very long.. you’re hurting me.. how long are you going to do this?” “2 hours,” he growled.

as we went on our delicious role play, he lifted my right leg and switched positions, getting on his side while keeping me on my back to fuck me head on.. all without pulling out. he told me i had to cum so i could make it even tighter and wetter for him. “you’re loosening up quickly for your first time,” he sneered. he went at me hard, pumping mercilessly, stroking my clit, ordering me to cum for him. “what a hot little body,” he said as he grabbed my tits and ran his hands all over my torso. “you were a virgin.. now you’re a whore.” he then described in detail all the things he’d teach his little virgin about sex – threesome, anal, mouthfucking, tittiefucking, bondage. it didn’t sound like there was much off the table. thank fucking god.

he changed his angle ever so slightly, hitting the jackpot – his eyes rolled back and he said it felt perfect. he pumped hard, pushing deep into me, ramming my g spot. with a loud moan he told me he was getting close. “take over when i tell you to,” he gasped, referring to stroking my clit, “because i’m getting there.” he worked me over and got me closer, then suddenly grabbed my hand and put it on my clit while he grabbed my body. he started to moan and writhe, beautifully building up to orgasm while i was working up to my own. hearing his gorgeous moans set me over the edge, and as he pushed his dick deep inside me, filling me up with a hot load of cum, i got myself off right as his throbbing dick emptied out in my cunt, squeezing his dick and meeting resistance never felt before. that fucking orgasm must’ve lasted a good minute or so, jesus.

we collapsed onto the mattress, staying in position, with his dick still inside me, slowly emptying out its last drops. he stayed in my cunt until he softened and naturally came out, always a nice finish. of course his softening didn’t stop him from pushing his dick in as deep as he could every second before he was completely soft, giving me as much dick as he possibly could up to the last possible second.

and yes, he lasted as long as he promised he would. that libido, i swear.

ladies and gentlemen, i give you: The Archer!

by popular demand (including my own), my man’s entry debut!  ladies and gentlemen, meet The Archer:

I knew I had to do all the work tonight; I needed to get off and sure wasn’t going to let my little archedback avoid her job. What’s doing all the work you ask? The usual, throwing her on the bed, having my way with her, ordering her to come. Apparently it also means writing the entry. My little archedback had to go on a road trip. Drove her back to her place, she started packing, asked me if I needed anything, while flaunting her tits all over the place running around in a hurry. Her ride was due within an hour or so; the longer she packed, the more she shortened my ride. First I watched her pack; love seeing those tits bounce around. But she was so nervous; good thing throwing a nice fuck her way would calm her down.I helped her pack a little, added some surprises to her bag – nothing dirty; nothing any of you all need to know either.

But damn was she getting me hard. I like it when she’s panicked and weak. I like that I get to remind her that my needs come before her schedule; my come comes first. She saw me getting hard; she calmed down and asked if I could make it quick. One thing you don’t know; one thing I didn’t: You all read her, get hard and wet, but you have no idea how fucking hot she is. Perfect package, gorgeous tits, beautiful bod, bouncy ass, slap happy face that blushes with a nice compliment or smack…I know how good I have it. She’s a spolied bitch in bed, don’t get me wrong. Still, you got no idea how spoiled I am. I don’t touch myself; I don’t give myself treats. See, I don’t like a guy’s hand on me; not even my own. Only dainty girly fingers and hands – several if need be – can touch my cock. So if I get hard, I need her little hands, mouth, tits, ass and sweet pussy. She saw I was hard; she knew she had a job to do. Dutifully she lied down in bed, politely asking if I could make it fast. What I didn’t know? We could be fast – only 15 minutes to make her come and spread my thick load all over her belly – but 15 is fucking insane. My dick itched like I stopped quickly after a run. Fucking uncomfortable. Some dicks need to go for the long haul only. Clearly.

I mounted her; she wanted me to beg to be careful and slow. No fucking time. We weren’t sure how long she’d be gone. Turned out not to be too long, but as long as she’s got a day to bleed and recover, the fuck I care if I tear her up a little. My little bitch heals fast, just in time to get abused more. And you know this already, she’s always wet. I’ve fingered that pussy to check how wet she is all over the place. In public, in theatres, when she seems sad, busy, occupied, at work…regardless where her mind is, her pussy is always in the right place, wet and sweet, begging for a dick. Scratch that. Begging for my dick.

I went in and was she tight and sweet. I told her that; she quivers like a little girl when I tell her that. I needed to come but I like letting her come first; gets it out of the way, she’s limp and even more submissive, and tightens that pussy like a little young thing. I started ordering her to come, speeding it up by reminding her what it’d been like if I had taken her v-card instead of that pussy. No…it was a boy, but frankly not by much; not a real man. God she loves hearing how I would have plowed her for about three hours on her first time, teaching her right from the start. She shot off; just on time.

My little archedback knew she needed to pull all the stops. Grabbed her tits, licked them, offered her body up for abuse. She’s still learning but god she’s a fast learner (she was an honors student after all). She knows I won’t hear no. I only welcome alternatives. If she doesn’t want to get smacked in the face, she can’t say no; she can only make a suggestion, like offer her ass for some abuse instead. When I need to be rough, I need to be rough. Period. My girl knows it. She offered her body and let me pinch the hell out of her tits. She teared up a little and started promising she’s learning so I can fuck the shit out of her in front of another woman or two. I wouldn’t want to be disappointed; she knows. She promised to take the abuse, to offer her cunt around as needed. The thought of getting her sandwiched between a couple of other pussies dripping on her face as I am pounding her was good enough – not great – but sure good enough. I pulled out, stopped holding back. Moaned in her ears knowing it gets her wetter, and came all over her pussy. I like collapsing my whole body on her, letting her take it right after she already took it. I like that last gasp that comes out of her mouth after she thought she was done screaming.

Was it ok, she asked? Fuck yeah. But not enough. My dick was itching like never before. I couldn’t believe I had to let it be. But you see, I love my archedback, she needed a fuck badly to calm down before her road trip. I took the high road, fucked her just for her sake. I love supporting her. Besides, I knew she’d pay for making me do all this work. She knew it too. I kissed her, watched my come on her pubes. Walked away. She asked me to write the entry. I am not good at this like her. She’s got so many talents, don’t you see? But I’d give a shot. Plus, for every paragraph you read, she’ll have to make me come hard soon on command.

The Archer (and this counts as a paragraph)

victory fuck!

what better way to celebrate than with a glass of port and a hard fuck?

for the past few weeks my man’s been waiting for some big news at work – which arrived today in a white envelope he let me open first. a victory! after ending the work day with a bang, we thought we’d start the evening with one to celebrate. 

once we got to my place tonight, i stripped down and poured my man some port and served him wearing nothing but my little blue panties and a smile. we savored the moment of triumph, and i sprawled out on the floor as we talked and drank. in one swift movement my man descended upon me and took my whole right nipple into his mouth. “this feels so good,” he whispered as he ran his lips across my tits. he then ripped off my panties, had me sit up, and pulled my cunt towards him as he laid on his stomach. he buried his face in my soaking wet cunt, eagerly licking up my juices. “i’ve missed this,” he groaned in between licks. he ate me out for a little while longer, ending with two hard bites on my inner thighs, then stripped down while ordering me to touch myself as he did so. i was a good girl and followed orders, and he didn’t take his eyes off me for one second as he undressed. “i love seeing that,” he murmured, his eyes fixated on my pussy. he then walked up to me and shoved his dick in my mouth. “look at that,” he said. “sucking my dick while you touch yourself.” i took him deep into my mouth, not losing eye contact for one second.. though he did a few times. having your eyes roll back will do that.

he roughly pulled me up from the floor, holding me against his body and smacking my ass. “let’s go to bed,” he growled, clearly hungry to fuck. i hopped in bed and got on my stomach, pulling his dick towards me as he stood by the edge of the bed. “i love when you suck my dick,” he sneered. as i worked over his cock, he threw his head back, moaning, “i could let you do this for hours,” a few seconds after that, though, he pulled my mouth off his dick and pushed me onto my back. “..but i need some pussy now.” 

he quickly mounted me, pulling the covers over both of us so i had nowhere to go. he saw that i was plenty wet but wanted more, spitting on my cunt before going in. he then sank slowly and perfectly into my pussy. “you feel so fucking good,” he moaned over and over, sinking deeper into me with ease and hunger. it took him no time at all to work up a steady rhythm, pounding my cunt like he hadn’t fucked in weeks. once he pried me open completely and got me so wet i was dripping, he reached around and grabbed one asscheek as he fucked me, pushing in deep and hard while i kissed and bit his neck and chest. i could barely stand it – this fuck started off perfectly.

my back arched hard into his, and with every push on my g spot i thought i’d pass out from sheer pleasure. good thing i didn’t, because as soon as i began to get lost in getting pounded, he snapped me back to attention by forcing my hands on myself to get off. “it’s too loose – now you need to cum to tighten it, you whore,” he growled. i whimpered as i started stroking my clit, and he angrily sneered, “this is MY celebratory fuck – it’s going to be so tight it’ll feel like i’m fucking a virgin. not a whore.” i quivered under his weight, working myself over. he told me how he wished he were the one to take my virginity, and how my first time wouldn’t have been sweet and quick so i wouldn’t get hurt – that he would’ve fucked me all night so i’d know what was expected of me. “and i love riding you bareback – i would’ve stopped to take off that fucking condom so you could feel a real man’s dick before i’d cum all over your face.” i came so hard and fast that i broke a second round of sweat from the orgasm alone.

not that there was much time to enjoy it. “now THAT’S how tight i want it!” he growled excitedly. “i’m not going to stop now. you’re done.” he plowed me right through my orgasm, as i screamed and thrashed in protest. he quickly shut me up, telling me how i’m the perfect fuck because i know my place and submit to my man. he then put his legs on the outside of mine, pounding me so hard you’d think he was celebrating a gold medal in the fucking olympics. whenever i wasn’t physically lifting off the mattress, i kissed his chest, his neck.. anything i could to service him more. “yeah, that’s right – kiss me you whore,” he growled. i then told him how i wished he were the one to take my virginity, and how i couldn’t wait for him to show another woman just how hard he pounds me. that must’ve set him over the edge – he pulled out, pressed against my pubic bone, and moaned like i rarely hear him as he poured a huge, thick load all over my pussy. “oh fuck!” he screamed. a first! the first time my man has cursed while coming – i fucking loved it. “god this is so good – it feels SO good,” he stammered, still emptying out. as he began to calm down, collapsing on top of me, he groaned, “this was so good baby – i’m speechless. speechless.”

which was fine with me. i don’t need a victory speech. covering my cunt with cum was a very handsome reward.

yet another sick day

though it wasn’t a day at the office, my man made sure that all that time didn’t go to waste. i’m still recovering from the cold i got over the holidays, and we all know that nothing makes me feel better than getting some dick. so as soon as i called in, my man came over to give me a healthy dose of medicine. good thing too – at this point i’m convinced that the reason why i get sick is because i’ve gone more than 24 hours without my getting laid. granted it hardly ever goes beyond that, but what can i say – i value staying healthy. 

we started things off slowly so i could muster enough energy to be a good little fuck, but as soon as my man was done waiting i either had to be ready to go or to just get used like the whore that i am. as i laid in bed, wearing nothing but my new little yellow-and-blue panties and a gray t-shirt, he got in bed with me, hungrily stuck his hands up my shirt, and – tits in hand – whispered, “are you well enough to get fucked?” “i’m always well enough,” i responded, getting on my back to prepare for the fun. he put one hand down my panties to see how wet i was, which is never disappointing. “how are you this wet?” he gasped incredulously. i smiled. “because i always am,” i replied. “that’s my girl – always ready,” he growled.

my man undressed and got back in bed with me, making quick work of ripping my panties off while he sucked on my titties. his hand then found my wet pussy, which he worked over until he positioned himself between my legs. quietly he hiked up my t-shirt and sucked on my titties some more, working his way down, leaving no patch of skin unkissed. i laid back, enjoying where this was going, and before i knew it, my man had grabbed my arms and pulled them behind my back so i was sitting on them. i could barely move.. though naturally i had no inclination to, as this meant i was going to get hands off head – one of my all time favorites.

my man eagerly licked up my juices, awakening my clit to the point where i got close to shooting off. my man was ready for pussy before i had the chance, though. with one delicious swirl he stopped, and i gasped, looked down, and begged, “oh god don’t stop..” more incentive for him to get what he wanted – he’d already spent quite a bit of time with his head buried in my cunt. he got on his knees, pulled my body towards him with my legs, and promptly started prying me open with his dick. he held himself up by his arms as he sank inside me, maintaining eye contact as he slid in inch by inch. “just calm down, relax.. you’re doing great,” he growled. then his eyes rolled back, and, letting out a moan, he gasped, “you feel so damn good.”

it took no time at all to work up a nice rhythm, and i was amazed by how his huge dick felt especially huge today. “god you feel so big,” i whimpered with every thrust. he went at me, working me into a frenzy, sneering, “i love fucking you.” i told him i love how he fucks me, dripping wet and hungry for him to get rough. “i really need to cum baby. i really need to,” he said, warning me that i better not waste any time with mine so he could get his. “i do too baby,” i whimpered. he replied, “oh yeah?” with that he forced my hands down on myself, ordering me to cum, saying, “i love feeling your tiny fingers on my dick while i fuck you.” within minutes he sent me over the edge, and i screamed, “baby i’m coming!” “then cum for me,” he growled into my ear. i followed my orders. i shot off long and hard, enjoying one of the most delicious orgasms i’ve had in recent memory. “well! that felt good,” he said with a smirk. it must have – i squeezed his dick so hard i might have damn well pushed him out if that orgasm were any more powerful.

now that i’d had my fun, it was my man’s turn. he put his legs on the outside of mine, pounded me and thrashed me around like a ragdoll. while my man’s stamina is always superhuman (30-45 minutes is a very short quickie for us), after a delectable long while of fucking me hard and fast, he moaned, “oh god, i’m gonna cum.” with that he covered me with a huge, thick load of cum – as promised! – collapsing on top of me, his dick still shooting off as he pressed it against my pussy. after that, we did a little clean up and enjoyed a leisurely, naked nap in the late afternoon.

just another friday where the only work i did was getting my man off. god i’m so spoiled.

sick day

not even a temperature will keep me from getting dick.

i felt shitty enough to leave work early today, though naturally that extra time at my place turned into playtime for my man and me. can’t blame me for that – after all, my man got me all revved up this morning by giving me head before heading off to work. 

once we got back to my place around 1, off came the clothes as we slowly found our way to bed. after tittiefucking me for a little (while standing) and ordering me to play with his dick, my man was ready to get some pussy. he mounted me and sank in quickly, excitedly working up a rhythm. “i love fucking you. you feel so damn good,” he moaned. and away he went, suffocating me against his chest, holding me down by fistfuls of my hair, and getting whatever the fuck he wanted out of my weakened, submissive body. he used me like the little fucktoy that i am, fucking me as hard as he wanted when he felt like it, pulling out and riding my carpet as he saw fit, ordering me to use his dick to masturbate – the fucking works. i went into role play and begged daddy to be nicer to me because i wasn’t feeling well, insisting that my little body couldn’t take as much. like he would listen to that garbage. the only listening that took place was when i heard my man let out a gorgeous, prolonged moan as he came, pressing his throbbing dick against my pussy and pouring how cum all over me.

“i want to make you cum,” he whispered, gasping for air as he recovered from his orgasm. he eagerly licked his fingers and went to work on my clit, controlling my entire body with one fingertip. he told me how good i felt and how he remembered the first time he ever stroked my clit. as my clit engorged to the point that i thought i’d pass out from the intensity of the imminent orgasm, i asked him to go down on me to finish me off. “sure,” he said with a smirk, replacing his fingers with his tongue and licking me until i shot off long and hard. my orgasm was so strong i nearly passed out.. actually, i did. and so did he.

we took a naked midday nap for a couple of hours, and around 4 my man woke me up by licking my asscrack and starting to fuck it while we spooned. surprised, i turned around and looked at him, his eyes ablaze as he grabbed my hips and started to grind against me. we went into a second delicious role play, culminating with my man flipping me over onto my stomach so he could fuck my asscrack as hard as he liked. “oh god.. i’m coming,” he screamed, pressing his dick against my ass as he covered me with his second huge load of the day. and a gorgeous load it was. he collapsed on top of me, kissing my neck from behind as he gasped for air. after that? a well deserved hot shower together.

see? not all sick days are bad.

starting off 2009 with a bang

what better way to start off the new year?

so many thanks to my loyal readers who patiently awaited my return – i’m happy to report that i’m rested and freshly fucked as i write my first entry of 2009!

as soon as my man got in this morning i knew i was going to get my new year fuck. the sound of his key unlocking the door to my apartment stirred me awake – i turned around in bed, naked except for my little gray panties. “look at that,” he said with a hungry smirk. without another word he climbed into bed with me, ripped my panties off with one hand, and wrapped his mouth around my left nipple, feeding from me eagerly. he must’ve sucked on that tit for several minutes, as i felt myself getting impatient and ready for some dick. he had me wait a little while longer before getting it though, starting to stroke my clit while he sucked on my titties, then hungrily going down on me. as he kissed my inner thighs, he growled, “beg for it.” i pleaded with him to eat me out, that i needed him to lick me, and he happily obliged, licking up my juices and burying his face firmly in my cunt. he teased me as he ate, ordering me to touch myself and to grab at my own pussy while he watched close up, squeezing my titties and making them jiggle while keeping his face planted in my pussy.. the works. i laid back and enjoyed the beginnings of what was sure to become a rough dom/sub session.

needless to say, i was right. he went at me like a champ until i came, shooting off so hard my back arched into a sharp curve. he then promptly took off the rest of his clothes (at that point he’d only taken off his shoes and sweater) and got on his knees on the mattress, pulling my naked body towards his. “oh god please go easy on me,” i begged. he didn’t listen to a word of it, plunging his hard, throbbing dick into my tight pussy, ordering me to kiss his neck and chest as he pried me open. his eyes closed and he let out a delicious moan, enjoying the tight little cunt he was about to destroy. he took no time to work up a quick rhythm, holding me down by fistfuls of my hair, getting everything he wanted out of my body. he not only fucked me the way he wanted – he used my body the way he wanted as well. when he felt like it, he pulled out, brought my legs together, and enjoyed a sweet little carpet ride as my body quivered under his weight. after using his fucktoy, he pressed his dick against my pussy and shot an enormous, hot sticky load all over me, letting out a gorgeous moan, so loud it was practically a scream. then – off to work! late, of course.

now that’s how you ring in the new year.