I have a crush on you.

Thoughts of you pervade my dreams. My fantasies.
Oh, the things I want to do to you.

I want to feel your cock in my mouth. Your hands on my tits.
I want to run my fingers over your chiseled body.
I want to kiss you. Your muscles. Oh, god, your tattoos!

I want to feel your cock sliding in and out of my dripping cunt.
I want to get lost in your glassy blue eyes.
I want to hear you whisper, "Fuck me harder, baby."

I want to scream your name as I ride you.

I want you to roll me onto my back.
I want to feel your weight pressing against me.
I want you to kiss my neck and suck on my nipples.
I want to feel your breath in my ear.

I want you to fuck me.


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BBQ & Beer

It's your afternoon away with the just the guys. No wives, no kids. Just BBQ and Beer. You and your friends are hanging out - drinking beer, lounging near the pool. There is lots of conversation. Laughter, I imagine. Talking about your wives and children. There is a fun, lightness in the air.

Everyone is having a great time.

Just as the ribs finish and the plates are filled, you hear a tentative knock on the privacy gate. You smile immediately, knowing who stood on the other side. Your friends have no idea you invited me, but there I am.

I'm wearing short jean shorts that are flattering, but barely cover my ass. It's super hot, so I've just got my bikini on under my shorts. There is already a nice sheen of sweat shimmering on my skin.

One of your friends opens the gate with a quizzical look.

"Hi. I'm Lola."
"Hey, Lola! Glad you could make it," you call from the other side of the pool.

Hesitantly, your friend moves aside, and I walk over you to. The other three guys whisper to themselves about how it was supposed to be just men, and you shouldn't have invited me without asking them. Blah. blah. blah.

"Just think of me as your server. I'll grab you more beers, more ribs, more whatever." 

I try to assure them that I'm not there to ruin their afternoon.

With that said, I get up and grab you another beer. Handing it to you with a huge smile on my face.

As you finish your plate of ribs, I kneel before you to lick your fingers clean. Your friends are shocked at first but can't seem to turn away from watching the way I seductively suck you clean.

I lean in and whisper in your ear about how wet I'm getting, asking if your friends seem to be enjoying the show.

One by one as they finish eating, I take their fingers into my mouth. Twirling my tongue around each digit - pure pleasure emanating from my face.

The sun has gotten hotter in the sky, and I'm ready to really get wet. I drop my jean shorts and dive into the cool refreshing pool. All four of you shortly follow suit. The water feels so good! As everyone gets comfortable with me being there, I remove my bikini top - letting my breasts feel the cool water, my nipples hardening instantly. I swim over to you.

"Would you like to touch them?"

Without any hesitation, you grab my tits in your hands. Massaging them. Feeling their weight. Your smile growing, your cock hardening.

Your three friends swim over closer to me. They are getting more and more comfortable with me being there. One guy even comes up behind me, pressing me against his chiseled chest while he takes his turn gripping my breasts. I can't help it - a moan sensuously escapes from my lips. I turn toward him and wrap my legs around his waist, pressing my body against his.

You and your friends watch with wide eyes. I can see your cocks hardening and enjoy watching as your hands seemingly simultaneously head down to give your cocks a light stroking. With my legs still wrapped around your one friend, I lean backward until I am floating with my tits barely peeking above the water. You hang back and let your other two friends approach me.

I smile at them. Somehow they know this to be permission to take my tits in their mouths. They begin to kiss and suck on my nipples. I pull the other guy closer in with my legs. I can feel his hard cock pressed up against my pussy.

You step out of the pool to grab another beer and enjoy the show a little longer. You're a little surprised that your friends embraced me so quickly - after all, they are all upstanding, happily married men. Of course, you knew how irresistible Lola can be. ;-)

I don't want you to feel at all left out, so I disentangle myself from these men, climb out of the pool, and bringing my dripping body over to you. I sit on your lap, rubbing my hand in your crotch, and whisper in your ear, "I'm going to go lie on that lounge chair. You and your friends can do with me as your please."

I lie on my back, and place a blindfold over my eyes to help protect them from the sun. I can hear you whispering. I try to relax and enjoy the hot sun beating down on me. I smile with anticipation of what might come my way.

Suddenly, I feel the slap of something wet on my skin and the intoxicating smell of BBQ invades my senses. I like where this is going. You smear that sauce all over my skin - my belly, my breasts. One of you slides my bikini bottoms off and tosses them aside. I feel sauce being smearing over my lips.

And then the licking begins. Soft wet tongues make their way all over me. I struggle to remain still - the sensations running through my body are incredible! One of you kisses me, and I can taste the sweet BBQ sauce. Meanwhile, I can feel you tying my arms and legs to the lounge chair - hoping to keep my writhing in check.

Once secured, the cleanup resumes as you work together with your friends to lick and suck the remaining sauce off my body. My moaning gets louder. Despite the tall privacy fence, your friends start to get nervous about the noise. Next thing I know, the smell of BBQ gets very strong. Immediately, I open my mouth - somehow knowing that I have a BBQ treat to suck. You know it's just to keep me quiet as the others continue in the cleanup.

I suck and suck - taking you deep inside my throat. Before you get too close to cumming, you pull out and are quickly replaced with another cock. This continues until all four of you have been inside my mouth, felt my tongue lick and tease. Round two of cock sucking begins. Followed by round three.

As I've sucked you all over and over, my body has been cleaned and dirtied again and again. My tits, my tummy, of course. But each of you has also been nibbling on my pussy. Fucking me with your tongues. The BBQ sauce has turned a bit salty with my arousal and sweat from the sun.

As round 4 begins, I know you all are nearing the end. This time, I can feel your cock begin to really twitch right before you pull out. A few more strokes, and you shoot your cum on my body. One after the other until you've all finished and I'm covered in cum and BBQ sauce.

One-by-one you each come to give me a big kiss as I am gently untied from the chair. You retrieve my bikini and help me get back into it.

Without cleaning off, I walk to the cooler, grab you each one more beer, whisper in your ear about what a lovely time I had and sneak back out the gate.

Driving home, covered in cum and sweat and BBQ sauce, and I can't help but smile.

"Oh god! What an amazing afternoon!" 

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Cool and Refreshing

I know, I know. I promised you more lustiness.

And now it's been 10 days since I last posted anything. Ugh. We had some Internet issues, but now I think we're all set.

Vegas is treating us very well. I'm loving it, in fact. It's so hot here during the day, but the nights are gorgeous. I've been sleeping more during the day and partying at night.

Well, not always.

The other day, I discovered on Facebook that an old college friend was in Vegas for a few days. She invited  us to come hang out at the pool with her. How could we say no to playing in a fancy-schmancy pool?

The water was cool and refreshing.

My friend and the girls she was with had been at the pool most of the day, so about an hour after we arrived, they decided it was time to check out the European (read: topless) pool. One of the girls threatened that if someone else took off her top, she would as well.

No one did.

Until they all left.

And Lola had gotten quite tipsy.

Jasper got distracted talking to one of the female lifeguards, so I preoccupied myself with a couple Armenian basketball players. They were fucking HOT.

And I'm certain they enjoyed the lap dances they received. ;-)

I was definitely having a great time. I had my flirt on. Big time.

Since it was a topless pool, there was an attendant just outside the pool. He was super cute, and so, naturally, I had to flirt with him every time I left the pool area to go to the bathroom. And every time I re-entered the pool.

I may have even flashed him my tits on at least one occasion.

This morning, I came across this picture on Tumblr, and it made me think about my new pool attendant friend.

Source: eagerlicker

Maybe one day, I'll feel his scruffy face on my lady bits.

You. Me. Deserted Office.

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I pull you into a deserted office, shutting the door behind me.
I remove my top and my skirt.
Standing before you in only my very sexy lingerie - red and lacy.

I kiss you passionately, while unbuttoning your shirt.
Rubbing my hands along your chest, your abs.
Kissing my way down.
Kissing and licking along the top of your slacks.
Unbuttoning them, letting them drop down to the floor.

I push you up against the wall, releasing your cock.
Feeling it in my hands.
Heating it with my breath.
You are hard.

I kneel before you and lick from base to tip.
Long, slow.
I take your cock masterfully into my mouth.
Feeling you quiver inside, my tongue swirling.

Cock in my mouth, my hands wander back up your body.
Feeling your abs, your chest.
My hands work their way down.
Finding your hands, I direct them to my hair.
Letting you feel my tresses.
Letting you guide your blowjob with your firm hands.

I am dripping with desire.
One more lick from base to tip.
Licking up your happy trail.
Your abs.
Your chest.
My entire body following suit, rubbing up against you.
My nipples so hard.

Your hands are free to roam over me.
You push me up against the wall now.
Sliding your cock beneath my slutty little pussy lips
Teasing me.
Feeling my wetness seeping onto you.

I'm pushing to slide down further, but you're using your strength to keep me up.
You step back and release me.
You want to taste me.

Enjoy Your Meal

Just another uninteresting night at work. I feel like I'm just going through the motions.

Would you like to get started with a bottle of wine?
How is everything tonight?
Can I get you anything else?

I was lingering at the hosting station waiting for my next order to come up, when I saw you walk into the restaurant. Our eyes locked briefly, and you flashed me a dazzingly smile that nearly turned me into a puddle right there. You were with your wife and another couple, but none of that seemed to matter.

Naturally, I sat you in my section - handing you the wine list and passing menus all around. After doing the wine service and placing your orders, I couldn't resist walking by your table to catch another glimpse of your smile.

I'm sorry, sir, but there's a problem with your order. The chef would like to speak with you personally about it.

You excuse yourself from the table and follow me to the back of the restaurant. Instead of taking you to the kitchen, though, I lead you into a small storage room. Leaning up against the back wall, I flash you my most seductive smile.

No words are spoken.

I grab you by the tie and pull you into to me.
Kissing you hard.

You respond immediately by grabbing my tits and kissing me back.
Your hands begin roaming over my body, down to my hips.
My thighs.
You slide my short black skirt up over my hips, discovering my lack of panties.
You begin playing more between my thighs. Teasing me with your fingers. Kissing me hard. Nibbling my ears, my neck.

I'm wet.
I'm moaning deliciously.
I know we don't have much time.
I twist you around, pressing you back up against the wall.

Placing one finger to my lips, I  unbuckle your slacks, letting them fall to the floor.
Your cock is hard, throbbing, begging for my mouth.
I bend at my hips taking you slowing into my hot, wet mouth.

Meanwhile back at the table, the two wives are chattering along - oblivious to your long absense. Your fellow husband excuses himself to go find out what's taking so long. Somehow he finds us in the small storage room. As I'm sucking your cock, he silently comes up behind me.

Our time is really limited now, so he wastes no time in taking out his cock and slipping it into my dripping cunt. I moan loudly and take you deeper into my mouth as he thrusts in and out of me. I know you want a turn at my pussy, so I turn around. I lap up my juices from his cock as you pound into me.

I can tell you are both getting close, but I don't want you to come in my pussy.
I want to taste you both.
I motion for you to come in front of me.
I drop to my knees and take both cocks in my mouth.
I lap and lick and suck.

Both sets of hands are intwined in my short, red hair. You both are moaning with pleasure. When you can't take it any longer, you both shoot your loads into my mouth.

Two loads of semen swirl with my pussy juices, delighting my hungry tongue.

I stand up. Straightening my skirt and hair, I turn to blow you each a kiss and walk back out into the restaurant to check on my tables.

How are you enjoying your meal?

Birthday Celebrations Part 2

Continued from here...



Have I mentioned my huge crush on Kari? No? Well let me fill you in. She has been the subject of countless fantasies. She's a common go-to addition to our bedroom dirty talk. She's a fellow redhead. Oh, and there is just something about her personality that I love, too.



So, after a cosmo, a margarita, and a glass of wine, I was feeling pretty good. Pretty turned on.



When we got to the Irish bar, I tried to get her to join me in the Kissing Room. She tried to get the boys to join us there.



They said it was too dark.



I said that was the point.



I lost. :(



(I know, right? Wasn't I the birthday girl? :P)



We found a secluded little booth. Well, not so little really. It was probably easily big enough for at least a group of 10.



I got another drink. This one was free cuz it was my birthday. Sweet!



When we drink, it doesn't take too long before the conversation turns a bit more sensual/sexual in nature. Don't worry. No secrets were really shared.



Well, I did find out that my brother apparently really enjoys nipple play. hehe.



So, I guess it's more we didn't share any secrets. The stuff we did discuss was already a little too much for my bro. Imagine his reaction if he were to find out that I sometimes like to take it in the ass. Or that we've dabbled in the Lifestyle.



Some secrets are better locked away - at least for the first night of ever really drinking with them.



Anyway, I touched her thigh a couple times. So fucking smooth!



After the drinking and the flirting and the sex talk, I was pretty raring to go by the time we caught the shuttle back home.



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We are connected.

It was hot. Sticky.

My short skirt fluttered easily in the slight breeze as I lazily lounged in front on the fan. It wasn't providing much relief.

My eyes closed, as I leaned my head against the back of my chair. My thoughts drifting to cooler things.

I didn't hear you enter but the feel of the cool wet towel you placed on my forehead felt divine.

I sighed with pleasure as you knelt before me, kissing me gently on the mouth. You wipe my brow, my neck, my collarbone, before placing the cool towel over my eyes.

You tenderly kiss each cheek.
I shift ever so slightly in my seat, feeling the burn from within begin to swell.

You bring an ice cube to my neck, guiding it down to my collarbone. Taking great pleasure it letting it flow down the cleavage of my bikini top. Letting it melt as it glides down my stomach. You brush side my little skirt, rubbing my thighs.

The ice cube is sweetly replaced with tender kisses.
I moan as you kiss my knees, and begin working your way up my thighs. I relish in your touch. Your warm breath on my ice cube cooled skin.

I shift a bit, wiggling out of my panties as you pull them down to the ground.

You grab my hand, leading me to the welcome water of our private pool. We embrace as the cool water envelopes us. You pull me close, kissing me hard. Distracting me from your wandering hands, so when your fingers enter me I moan audibly.

You kiss down my neck, untying my top. It floats out of reach, but we don't notice. My attention is focused on you and yours on me. We are connected by the hot sun and the cool water.

Coffee Break

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I slip into your office after your 10:00 meeting, handing you a cup of coffee.
I know it's been a stressful morning already.

I slip under your desk, slowly unzipping your slacks.
I take your cock in my mouth.
Getting you wet as I work my way down, pressing my nose to your belly.

I keep you deep in my mouth, swallowing gently.
My hands massaging your balls.
Keeping my lips tight around your shaft, I slowly work my way back up to the top.
I suck at your head. Gently, at first.
Then more agressively.
Teasing you.
Wanting more.

I take you entirely into my mouth again.
I love feeling your cock flex deep down my throat.
I love your taste and feel.

My hand begins to wander.
I lift my skirt, revealing no panties.
My smoothly shaved pussy bare.

My fingers find my clit and I begin rubbing in sync with my sucking.
It feels so good, and my pussy is sooooo wet.
I begin rubbing faster, harder.

My focus has turned to my pleasure, so you hold my head firmly on your cock.
Don't let me come up.
Force me to cum with your cock deep in my throat.
My hand is moving so fast!
My hips begin to shake.
My entire body trembling.
I moan over your cock.
My screams muffled..
You're going to make me cum so hard.

My orgasm subsides, and I return my full focus to your cock.
Sucking and licking.
Sliding my mouth up and down.
Feeling you flex and pulse inside me.
Wanting to taste and swallow your hot cum.

Oh god! It feels so fantastic.
Knowing the pleasure I'm bringing you.

My hand begins to wander back down again, but you grab it.
Bringing my fingers to your lips, you begin sucking on them.
You can still taste the remants of my orgasm.

I am moaning like crazy.
You want to eat my pussy.
But not now.
No way am I giving up your cock.

You suck on my fingers.
You reach down to play with my very hard nipples.

You're surprised at how hard they are.
You roll your fingers over them gently before gripping them between your thumb and forefinger.
Twisting them.
Pulling them.

My moans increase in intensity.
I slide my mouth back down deep onto your cock. Allowing myself to fully succumb to the pleasure of your cock in my mouth, my fingers in your mouth, your fingers on my nipples.
It. feels. so. fucking. unbelievable!

You move one hand back to my head.

Intertwining your fingers in my hair.
You hold my head onto your cock while your other hand continues to pull and tease my nipples.
My pleasure is mounting once more.
With just the magic of your fingers, I can feel another orgasm mounting.

Cock deep inside, I begin again to tremble.
It feels so good.
You love watching me quirm.
The sounds of my muffled moans and screams.

You take my fingers back into your mouth once more.
You pull on my nipple. HARD.
I. can't. take. anymore.
I release.
I collapse.

I devour your cock again!
Sucking and slurping.
Like it's the only thing I could possibly want or need.
Every. single. fiber of my being is enjoying this blow job.

You have been brought to the edge a few times.
Each time I came, you were incredibly able to hold off your own.

But now it is your time.

I pause only briefly to look up at you.
Beg you with my eyes to come for me.

And then I am right. back. at. it.

Giving you the best damn blow job of your life!

I can feel your orgasm mounting.
The excitement is nearly unbearable, but I continue.

Up and down.
Pausing at the base.
Faster and faster
Pumping my mouth over you.
Swirling my tongue.

As that first spurt hits the back of my throat, I slow my pace slightly.
Hoping to draw out that orgasm for you.
I slide up your cock, so it's not all going right down my throat.
I want to taste you.

Omygod!
So fucking fabulous.

After your final release, I gently lick you all clean.
Making sure not to miss one single drop.

I tuck you back into your boxers, pulling your slacks back on.
I grab your face and give you a huge, passionate kiss.
Whispering thank you, I'm out the door.

You smile, lean back and take a sip of your cup of coffee.

Prom Night

You come up behind me, nuzzling up to my neck. 

Kissing.

Nibbling. 

Slowly unzipping my dress. Letting it fall to the floor.



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As your gaze takes in my firm, pert tits, you kiss down my collarbone. Nibbling along that yummy bone. Working your way down to my breasts. Kissing all around them. Working your way to my now-hard nipples - flicking at one with your tongue as your hand moves up my waist. I shiver at your touch, melting in your hand. 

Your mouth.

As your mouth continues to devour my breast, your hands are exploring my stomach.

My back.

Your left hand moves along my ribs, feeling my body quiver and press into you. Your hand follows my ribcage until you find yourself at the base of my breast. You take it into your hand, gently massaging. Running your fingers over my nipple, surprised at its hardness. Your mouth moves to my other tit and your other hand replaces your mouth.

You are devouring me, and I am beginning to moan. You kiss back up along my collarbone.
My neck.
You kiss me passionately on the lips. Our tongues dancing. Your hands roaming all over my body, sliding down my hips. You run your hands along my hips, sliding to the back to give my ass a firm squeeze as you kiss me harder, pulling me in tight against your chest.

You're still in your tux. You pull back and kiss back down my neck.
My collarbone.
My chest.
The area between my breasts.
A quick nibble to each nipple.
My ribs.
My stomach, showering me with gentle, erotic kisses.
You're kneeling in front of me now, kissing right at the top of my black, satin panties. Kissing all along that thin line of fabric, from hip to hip. You pull one side of my panties down just far enough to reveal a hint of my bush.  Kissing along my hipbone.

I lean back against the table. I'm having trouble standing. My legs are starting to shake. You pull the other side of my panties down just a bit now - revealing my entire red, wild bush. They are suspended at the base of my pussy, just under my ass. You kiss along my other hipbone while your hands reach around to grab my ass, giving it another firm squeeze. Pulling me tighter into your kiss.
Your embrace.

You are intrigued by the sight and smell of my pussy. With your hands on my ass, you bring your nose to me, smelling my arousal. You kiss around my bush. Letting the hair tickle at your nose, your lips. You push my panties down to the floor.

I stand before you now, completely naked. You pull back for a moment to simply gaze at my entire body.
My red hair.
You lovingly pull the hairs a bit. Exploring me thoroughly with your eyes.
My milky white skin.
Wondering at the glistening flesh...at my fiery bush.

My lips swollen with arousal. You dive back into my pussy. Your fingers spreading my lips, to see if my clit is hidden or wide open for display. You gently probe to see how much I can take. My body quivers at your touch, pulling away and, at the same time, pressing more fully into your touch. You explore with your fingers for a few brief moments, but your tongue wants more. You lick from the base up to the top with one solid swipe. You pause for a moment at my clit.
Coaxing it out.
Letting your breath linger.
Licking.
Pressing harder.
Testing me.
My body completely surrenders to you. I throw my head back as you continue to shower my pussy with kisses and licks. Biting my lips just a little.
Worshiping and owning me at the same time.

You can sense that I'm getting close. My legs are shaking, and I'm having lots of difficulty standing. You grab my ass to help support me, and you continue to devour my sex. You press your tongue harder on my clit. Sucking it into your mouth.

Not surrendering until you start to feel my hips buck. My legs shake. My entire body quivers.

I throw my head back and moan loudly.

You linger a moment after I've cum. Letting my orgasm subside. As my body begins to calm, you begin kissing your way back up me.

My hipbones.

My hips.

My stomach.

My breasts.

My chest.

My collarbone.

My neck.

Until you are standing before me again.

Kissing me deeply. Passionately.

Smiling brightly, I pull my panties back on and gather my dress. Pulling it back up my body. I readjust my hair, and whisper in your ear, "Let's go. All our friends are waiting for us at the prom."

You Want This

You want to feel your cock down my throat.
Your balls pressed into my chin.
My nose in your belly.
Hear my moans as I gasp for air.
My tongue swirling around your shaft, your glans.
Getting your cock dripping wet.
Plunging into my drenched cunt.
Thrusting in and out.
Listening to the sounds our bodies make.
So fucking wet.
Gooey, slobbery, sloppy sounds.
You turn me over.
Fuck me on my hands and knees until my arms collapse underneath me and my body quivers with pleasure.
Firmly grasping my hips as your pump harder, deeper, faster inside me.
Grabbing my hair.
Pulling my head up.
Making me turn and look over my shoulder, up into your eyes.
You slide your cock out of my pussy, dripping with my juices and slowly press into my ass.
Taking it nice and slow, letting me feel your cock fill me.
Small movements in and out, slowly making your way inside until you're balls deep.
Grabbing my hips, and moving ever so slightly. Letting me adjust to your cock.
And then pulling out and thrusting back in.
Fast.
Hard.
With one swift motion.
I whimper in pleasure mixed with just a touch of pain.
My moans deepen as you continue thrusting.
Fucking my ass.
Feeling it's tightness surround your cock. Again and again.
My hand moves down to rub my clit in pace with your thrusts.
My pussy is still dripping.
So wet.
So creamy.
My clit responds well to the touch of my fingers and my body begins to quiver once more.
I grind my ass onto your cock.
Needing to feel you deep, deep inside me.
You hold me there.
Your balls tightening when you feel me start to quiver again.
You fuck me harder.
Watching my body quiver.
Your fingers digging into my ass, my neck.
You thrust harder, losing control.
Grunting and moaning louder.
You still for a moment. Watching as I move my ass off and on your cock.
You can't take it anymore.
I can't take it anymore.
I collapse on the bed while you continue fucking me.
Harder.
Faster.
Deeper.
Fucking.
Fucking
Fucking.
You let go of my neck.
Running your hands back to my ass, taking a hip in each hand.
I feel you grabbing my hips and throwing me back onto your cock with each thrust.
You watch my tits bounce each time.
Listening to the sound of your hips slapping against my ass.
Your balls bouncing against my pussy until, finally, your head empties.
Your eyes close.
You feel the explosion building inside.
With a final primal yell you plunge in all the way, holding my hips tightly against you, as I feel your cock throb over and over again, spurting warm creamy cum into my ass with each spasm.

Teenage Bukkake

There was that one time I chaperoned a teenage pool party.
I wore a one piece, not too revealing.
But revealing enough.

I spied several bulging cocks.
They did their best to hide them -

or at least keep them from becoming full-blown erections.

Still, I bent over just so at times.

Let them catch a furtive glance from me at their privates.

I didn't ogle, but they knew I'd just looked - if only for a second.

I secretly smiled as I noted a slight tightening in some of those trunks.
and relished the thought of multiple boys all jacking off that night,
thinking about me,
stroking their cocks while thinking of
My tits.
My legs.
My ass and cunt.

I lined them all up, told them to remove their trunks.
They stood naked before me.
Some already fully erect due to the exposure.
I exposed my breasts, and commanded them to start masturbating,
which they did, being good boys.

I told each of them to hold on, and not cum until I was ready.
I knelt before the first, and commanded him to cum all over my tits.
He stroked a few times, and then spurt all over me.
Smiling at his defilement, I told him what a good boy he was.
Told him he got an A.
Moved on to the next.

For some, I told them they must ask me if they could cum on me.
Of course I let them, but the surrendering of their orgasm to me gave me such an erotic power trip.
For others I just commanded them to
CUM.
NOW!

The ejaculations of a dozen made me so pleased, and I told them all what good students they were.

After they got dressed again, I handed them out their stroking assignments for the week.
Different masturbatory techniques they must try before next class.
My little army of Stroker Boys.

Then I headed home to get fucked silly by my man.
Loving all the orgasms I was responsible for today.
All the spilled semen.

It filled me with erotic energy and arousal.
Knowing all these men orgasmed today thinking of me.
Wanting to please me.

Lola in Paradise (guest post)

I'm honored that Lola asked me to write a guest post in her absence. It seems like it might be fun to write my imaginings of what she might post at this very moment, if she could. And in my best impersonation of her voice. So here goes:

I just glanced at the temperatures back in MN, and it's -30F. That's right, MINUS. FRICKIN'. THIRTY!

But that's not our concern right now, because I'm looking

out the window of our room onto a tropical paradise. Bright blue water. White sandy beach. Bright sun. Temps in the glorious 80's.

The change in climate has also increased our always high level of lustiness. Jasper and I have been fucking. like. crazy.

That's not unusual. But we've also had some other fun.

We're staying in a nice hotel. A really nice hotel. You know, the kind that has cabana boys to run around and put out your chair on the beach. And set down the towels. And ask if you'd like anything to drink.

Anyway, the cutest young guy has been setting out our chairs every morning. Not just cute, but really. damn. sexy. And he's been flirting with me. And I've been flirting back. With Jasper smiling his approval.

Once when I went in swimming, I saw Jasper and the cabana boy talking. I wondered if they were planning a surprise for me.

Were they ever.

We left the beach late in the afternoon and came back to the room. I went for a shower. A little disappointed that Jasper didn't join me. But I found out why he didn't when I came out of the shower.

There was Jasper. And the cabana boy. Naked. With a red bow around his waist. Oh. My. God!!!

Over the next 12 hours, the two of them fucked me Every. Which. Way.

I'm still sore as I write this.

Jasper said it's my anniversary present.

We talked about getting together again tonight. And he might bring a girl he knows who works in the restaurant.

This is the best vacation EVER!

Again, this is just my imagining of what our Lola might be up to on her vacation. Check back here soon to find out what actually happened.

Cheers, Max

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Thank you, Max! This sounds like a great vacation story. I hope I come back with some stories just as delicious as this one! Now, go visit this Mystic Satyr (he left you a link above)! This guy has some fun stories and great fantasies. He is one hell of a voyeur (wanna cum watch me?)!

Should have

One day last week, I was walking from the shuttle to work with CB. He asked me if I liked living in my apartment building. I said it wasn't really anything special, but I love the convenience of living across the street from campus. I asked why he was asking, and he said he was going to be looking for a new place to live come the summer.

Here's how it should have gone from there.

Me: I could show you my apartment, if you'd like to get a feel for the layout and whatnot.
CB: That would be great.
Me: How about tonight after work?
CB: Sure, that would be fine.

***

Later that day, after work.

I lead CB into the building and down the hall to my apartment. I slip off my coat, throwing it over the back of the chair, and kick off my shoes. Before he has a chance to do the same, I turn around and grab him by his belt. I kneel in front of him, quickly unbuckling and watching his slacks fall to the floor. I lean in and tease his cock with my breath, delighted to see it beginning to grow inside his boxers. I kiss and tease him through the thin layer of fabric until I can take no more. I reach in and grab hold of his cock with one hand while pushing his boxers down with the other.

I lick.
I kiss.
I tease.

I open wide and take his cock into my mouth, burying my nose into his belly. I can hear him gasp in pleasure. I can feel him throb and flex inside my mouth, my throat. I stay down deep for a bit, moving my head slighty from side to side. I come up for air, and wrap my lips tightly around his glans.

I kiss.
I lick.
I suck.

I slide my lips up and down his shaft, making his cock so slippery wet. Bobbing up and down, up and down. I sink back down deep. The intensity rises within him. The shock of my agressiveness is too much for him. He cums deep in my throat. Grabbing my hair. Grinding into my face.

As his orgasm slowly subsides, I continue sucking, licking, kissing. I want to keep him nice and hard. With his cock still in my mouth, I help him remove his shoes, pants, boxers. There is still a tour to be given, and I am far from being finished.

I lead him through the apartment. My hand wrapped around his cock. Pointing out the livingroom, the kitchen, the bathroom, the bedroom. With fresh sheets and new comforter. I stand tall and kiss him deeply on the lips before pushing him back onto the bed.

I climb atop him and slip his still-hard cock into my dripping pussy. He glides in so nicely. I slide up and down his shaft. He feels so good filling me up. I slowly sink back down. I grind my hips, sinking lower, feeling his throbbing cock deep inside me. Hitting me in just the right spot. I grind more and more, feeling the intensity grow, until I can barely take it anymore. I lift slightly, place his hands on my hips, bend over and whisper in his ear,

"I want you to fuck me now."

With his hands on my hips, he begins lifting his pelvis, working his cock deep inside me. Fast. Furious. My body begins to tremble. My hips begin to buck incessantly. Sweat drips down my lovely tits. He feels so. damn. good. I moan and scream in pleasure. He continues pumping into me until my shaking subsides and I collapse on his chest.

"So, what do you think of the apartment?" I smile coyly, completely spent.

It's Gonna Be a Good Weekend!

Well, Friday started off well, at least.

Cute Boy (CB) from the shuttle (who I've been crushing on for months) said good morning to me when I walked on. I smiled, returned the greeting, and walked to my seat (where I worked on composing a blog post on my phone). The shuttle makes no stops between campuses, so it's a relatively quick ride. When the shuttle stopped downtown, he exited the front door, and I went out the back.

Still, he lingered ... and struck up conversation with me.

I don't know what he said, but his smile melted me a bit, and I invited myself to walk with him. What an enjoyably fun conversation! It's just fun to meet someone new. In real life. (Well, online, too.)

And oh, so fine! Tasty! I would most definitely let him do all kinds of things to me.

Turns out he lives near campus in a house with 4 other guys. Oh, what deliciously, naughty fantasies sprung to my mind when he said that!!

We walked and talked until we got to his building. I still had a few blocks to go, but now I could do them with a spring to my step and a smile on my face!

In the hopes that he would, perhaps, talk to me again, I had to catch myself a couple times, but I didn't mention I was married. Unfortunately, I think that turns off too many guys. At least young college guys. Perhaps that will come up later. Perhaps after I take his cock in my mouth. Perhaps after I fuck him like crazy. Perhaps after he and his roommates shoot their hot, creamy loads all over me.

Mmmm....yeah....I could have fun with this...

On Our Way Home (Part II)

Continued from here...

I grab her hand and lead her off the bus. Hand in hand, I lead us to your car. We crawl into the back seat, and I rub my hand up her thigh, along her tummy, as I pull her coat back over her shoulders. Her tight T-shirt clings to her firm, pert breasts. They look so delicious! I lean in to kiss her gently on the neck, touching her breasts as I go.

I see you watching us in the rear view mirror. A smile creeping across your face. You nod your approval.

I look deep into her eyes, my hands exploring every inch of her tightly wrapped body. Her clinging shirt. Her tight jeans. She feels fantastic! I want to feel the softness of her skin, but we'll be home soon, so I wait.

She slides closer to me and places her hand on my thigh. I moan softly at her touch, and she leans in to timidly kiss me on the mouth. My lips part, and I kiss her back more forcefully, more passionately.

You're finding it more and more difficult to concentrate on the road. Stealing as many glances as possible into the rear view mirror. Sitting is becoming difficult as you feel your cock begin to swell.

Thankfully our ride will soon be over. As we pull into our driveway, we kiss once more. I grab her hand and lead her through the chilly air into the warmth of our home.

To be continued ...

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On Our Way Home (Part I)

We stand in the cold, waiting for the shuttle. Your hands are inside my jacket, feeling the fullness of my breasts through my soft sweater. You lift, caress, pinch - causing me to gasp and smile.

The other students look on dissaprovingly, but we ignore them.

The shuttle arrives and you allow me to go first, sliding your hand up between my thighs as I climb the stairs.

The driver notices but does not seem to mind.

You keep your hand on my ass as we walk down the aisle. You are claiming me in public and have decided not to be shy about it. I walk slowly, feeling your hand - not wanting to lose your touch.

You put me in a seat towards the back, across the aisle from a young coed. You sit next to the new girl and smile at her. You’ve seen each other before, and she's always been quick with a look and a bit of a wink.

She’s in jeans, a winter coat, snug t-shirt, and big boots.

"Do you think she's pretty?" you ask the new girl, pointing at me.

"Yeah," she replies. "I guess she's pretty".

"She's mine," you say, “She’ll do anything I tell her to.”

“Anything?”

“Anything,” you reply.

I smile and nod.

You hand the new girl your phone and tell her to text me an instruction. Her thumbs fly; my phone buzzes.

I glare at you, not her, as I take off my jacket and lay it next to me.

"Is that all?" I ask.

Her thumbs move again.

I read the note and smile.

Leaning against the window, I turn to them and slip one hand inside my sweater. I move it upward until I cup my left breast in my right hand and begin playing.

She types again.

I read, moving one foot up to the seat as the other remains on the floor.

She types. I read. And my other hand finds my right breast in a similar fashion.

She is entranced, and her mouth hangs open slightly as she watches me caress myself as the cold bus moves along its route.

"Do you like this?" you ask her.

She wordlessly nods her head up and down.

She types more. I read the text, "Will you really do anything he asks?"

I nod.

She whispers in your ear. You stand and indicate that we are to trade places. As we pass in the aisle, you kiss me lightly on the cheek. I take your seat next to her, anticipating the next text.

Instead, she leans in and whispers in my ear as you watch us.

I nod my head and lean in to her, kissing her softly on the neck.

Taking a breather, I look at you, and I smile. Underneath my coat, which you are now holding, I see your hand move across your crotch.

You nod your approval.

You extend your hand, and she hands your phone back to you. You tell me to give my phone to her. You type; she reads…and spreads her knees wide. You nod your permission.

Her jeans are tight and smooth under my touch. I rub my hand along her thigh. Grabbing her hand, I place it on my thigh, guiding it up my skirt.

You smile. She sees it and complies.

I guide her hand further up my skirt; I run my fingernails on her thigh.

You watch quietly - pleased with my compliance.

With her hand between my legs, I lean toward her and kiss her deeply, passionately.

You get even harder, which surprises you.

She kisses me back but breaks the kiss as the bus rolls to a stop. Our stop. Damn. So soon? I lean in and whisper in her ear. "Come with us." She looks at you; you nod - she agrees.

I grab her hand and lead her off the bus.

Continued here...

Hands

I never really knew I had a thing for hands until a few months ago.
Perhaps it's my heightened sexual awareness as of late.

Anyway, I sit behind a guy in one of my classes, and one day, early in the semester, I caught a glimpse of his hands.
Gorgeous, beautiful, perfect hands.

I could feel a dampness begin to seep through me as I imagined what he could do with those hands.

Running through my short red hair.
Touching, caressing my body.
Rubbing my lips, my clit.

Spreading my lips and inserting one finger into my pussy.
Two fingers.
Three fingers.
Four.
Until his whole hand is pushing, throbbing, penetrating.

Oh, how I'd love for those hands to violate me!

Now, everywhere I look I notice hands.

The other day, I caught a glimpse of my husband's hands...and I nearly lost it!
I'd never really noticed them before, but they are hot.
Incredibly hot.

Mmmm...hands....

Openness

Several months ago, Jasper and I were in hitting a pretty major low, sexually. Neither of us felt like it. The evenings were filled with excuses. When I was in the mood, he wasn't. And vice versa.

Perhaps it was just the 5-year hump.

One day, Jasper threw it all out there. He shared his feelings with me and how my rejection of his sexual advances was affecting him.

That conversation changed everything!

It led to more and more open conversations. Now it's rare that we aren't in sync sexually.

We talk. We share. We fuck.

And the fucking is SO good!

Plus we've begun sharing our fantasies with each other. This has probably been the most exciting. Dirty talk has definitely become a staple in the bedroom. Some of these are worthy of writing down, so I'll be sharing some of our fantasies here on Sex Babble.

We fantasize about fucking people we know. We fantasize about opening our relationship.

This is the most tantalizing.

The thought of watching each other fuck someone else is breathtaking. The thought of enjoying a DP nearly throws me over-the-edge.

I have a few reservations about opening our relationship; I'm sure Jasper does as well.

One day, this fantasy will come to fruition. Definitely.