…guys, tell me, what’s awesome about cumming in a girls face?
The reason I bring this up, is I just watched one of those home made amateur types, and he came in this chics face, and you just know she hated it!
I love to swallow so he can gladly cum in my mouth and I guess I don’t mind if its lands on/around my mouth, chin, neck, tits, but all over my face, c’mon what would possibly be hot about that?!
xxx
You’ve really got me where you want me haven’t you? You tease me by text and email all day, and just as you know I’m about to crawl in to bed you phone me to really push me to the edge. Well, last night you made an appearance in my dream, starring role in fact.
I sat there on there on your sofa, my face flushed, my body so hot and my pussy just begging to be touched. I was gagging for an orgasm that I’d have done almost anything to get one. There was only one problem. My hands were cuffed behind my back, so I couldn’t touch myself even if I wanted to. As if that wasn’t torture enough at this point, you had porn playing on the plasma TV that you have on the wall opposite to the bed. That wasn’t all; you’d placed a vibrator inside my soaking wet thong, pressing hard against my clit driving me completely insane.
You finally entered the room and sat next me. You pushed your hand over the top of my thong, the wetness seeping on to your fingers. On the screen the female was having her pussy kissed, licked and teased; the attention I so desperately craved but still you wouldn’t let me have it. You pulled your hand away and pulled a tiny remote from your pocket. I had no idea what this was for until you pressed a button and suddenly the power of the vibrator against my clit became stronger. I moaned out loud and arched my back. I was so desperate for this.
You leaned closer towards me and started whispering in my ear. Your filthy words leaving me biting my lip in anticipation. Slowly and sensual you began kissing, softly nibbling on my earlobe. I imagined it was my clit between those lips of yours. The thought almost sending me over the edge. Suddenly the vibrations came to a stop.
After releasing my hands from the handcuffs you took my hands and guided them towards the bulge in your pants, unzipping and pulling them down. I licked my lips looking up in to your eyes as I took your delicious cock in to my hands.
The moment my lips brushed the tip of your cock you let out a soft groan. I could tell you were as desperate for this in the way I was craving for an orgasm when you teased me. I slowly licked around the tip, opening my mouth taking in the first inch. You weren’t a patient as I thought you would be. You held on to either side of my face, guiding your cock in and out of my mouth. Building up a rhythm I could tell you loved every minute of being in control.
Once again, the vibrations started. I began taking your cock faster, teasing my tongue around the tip. It was obvious that the sudden vibrations were a tease. And the more you teased me, the harder I worked to get what I wanted. Unable to give a verbal answer, I looked up in to your eyes and nodded. With that, you took his cock from my mouth and helped me up off the sofa.
You unhooked my bra and pushed the straps of my shoulder. Slowly you went from kissing my lips to my neck and shoulders. Pushing your hands in to the sides of my knickers, pushing them down, taking away the teasing vibrator. There I stood completely naked. I unbuttoned your shirt, almost ripping the buttons off before taking your hand and guiding you upstairs to the bedroom.
In attempt to make it up the stairs, we could no longer contain the urge. You pushed me against the wall and began kissing me, softly biting on my bottom lip. Our bodies pressed hard against one another, your hard cock pushing against me.
In one swift move, you entered me deeply with ease. A loud gasp escaped my mouth and for a moment I was breathless. It was more than my body could handle, instantly my orgasm hit me, in my dream my vision became hazy and I woke up to my reality. The orgasm wasn’t just a dream, as I woke, I was breathing heavy and my pussy was clenching, my heart racing. After it subsided, I lay there smiling, all I could think was “…whoa!”
Love,
DA
Naive London Girl (http://www.naivelondongirl.com/) a.k.a. ‘Anjelika Jinx’ describes herself as 30, single and living in London, which reminds me of one of Sting’s songs ‘Englishman in New York’ but reversed ‘American girl in London’.
From the first page of her blog you’ll see that Anjelika has been blogging since and it is updated on an almost weekly basis with very interesting discussions of her love life, work life, social life and what ever else makes her day. Not only is it written words but some excellent podcasts too.
Surfing around her blog brings some nice surprises, one thing I found very quickly and I am listening to as I type this is a podcast from Friday, June 27, 2008 ‘Wanda’s Breasts’ and I have to say, I’m hooked! It’s not at all erotic or sexual (unless you count Wanda flashing her breasts to Anjelika, at the begging of the podcast) but after 42 minutes of Anjelika and Wanda joking around and talking about ’stuff’, I’m sat here laughing my socks off at these two hilarious women.
From a man’s point of view this is probably the ultimate ‘fly on the wall’ verbal voyeurism, although I’m not sure every female has conversations like these with their mates but then being excluded when girls chat about ’stuff’ I’ll never know.
Having only a finite amount of time on my hands to read her blog for this review (believe me, I’ll be going back to read more and listen to the other pod casts for the foreseeable future!) and to get an understanding of her the best thing I could do was pick a month and read, Wednesday, August 20, 2008 ‘Oversexed and Still Cheating’ – An anonymous reader asks ‘What’s the reason when a guy is still getting sex every day (very good sex for that matter) – yet he still seeks to cheat?’. Anjelika goes on to give some really interesting answers to the question and as a male myself i have to admit that I agree with all her answers’
To sum up ‘Naive London girl’s blog in a few words: ‘Funny, witty, serious, not serious, hilarious, a pair of women I could easily fall in love with’
Instaboner – usually used in response to something which instantly makes a man have an erection.
Hehe
xxx
Most blogs are well set out. Some are not. But some are just ‘Perfect’ and the Ask Naughty Nikki blog is just that.
What I like about her blog is the way it seems to be larger than life and not too in your face but just right, plus of course there is a lovely rear end photo of someone wearing sheer panties, stockings and suspenders which is more than appealing to me, it’s a huge turn on and as much as I admit that a book should never be judged by it’s cover if it’s an appealing cover then it’s at least worth opening to find out what’s inside because all blogs should have some sort of eye candy of one sort or another.
Nikki’s blog answers really important questions from the basics of sex to the more advanced and personal stuff like ‘comming out’, ‘positions’, ‘dating’, and even ‘cross dressing’. One entry I found very interesting was ‘Female Orgasms’, here she answers some interesting questions sent in to her for example ‘Your lady is a squirter’, and answers ‘Hi Brad, You said that your girlfriend has a lot of fluid when she cums. Well you lucked out and got a very very rare women. She is what we in the sex world would call a “Squirter”.
The only downside is that we don’t get to see what ‘Brad’ actually asked even though we get the general gist. All in all a highly recommended blog, one which I shall be going back to again and again to see what interesting questions are throw at her. Check it out for yourself: http://asknaughtynikki.com
Football, or sport in general, is a game that controls “his” mood. If they lose, you’ve lost your man for the night. If they win, expect high energy. Take advantage of the situation.
Admittedly, whilst the football was on tonight I decided to catch up on all the latest gossip magazines. Robert – a “friend” (you know the type, the friend with benefits) of mine who I’ve always had was staying with me for a few days whilst he was in the north of England on business – however, was sat on the edge of the sofa waiting desperately for the final whistle and when it finally blew he shouted in cheer. He pulled me off the sofa, knocking my magazines everywhere and gave me the biggest kiss on the lips. I reached my hands up his chest, neck and pulled my arms around him. He pulled off my vest and unbuttoned my jeans slipping them off.
We moved down together on to the sofa and what started off as an innocent kiss quickly became something a lot more passionate, yet slow – it was enough to cover my body in goose bumps (the good kind). He moved his kisses from my lips, down to my neck, around my ears, nibbling my ear lobes, blowing on them softly.
He moved his kisses back on to my neck, placing little soft kisses all over. My breathing was getting heavier, I could feel myself getting more and more aroused. Especially when he began to run his hands up and down my legs, slowly up across my stomach until he’d reached around my back to unhook and pull off my bra, almost ripping it off.
I gave him a playful look and complained, giggling “Careful! Expensive!”. To which he answered, “I’ll get you another one. Every battle has casualties”. This guy has quick wit; I love that in a man.
His hands smoothly rolled around my breasts, teasing around the sides, gently caressing. He moved down my body and began to gently kisses where his hands had been. He looked in to my eyes for a second and then started to lick around my nipples. His fingers gently touching each one. My breathing was getting faster. I could tell by now I was getting wet.
His hands moved down my body, whilst his mouth worked its way down with little kisses all over my stomach. I was covered in goose bumps, silently begging for me. He moved his hands around to my ass, caressing each cheeky, slowly pulling down my French knickers. His kisses moved lower and made their way down my legs to my ankles and feet, working his way back up, his hands moving closer to and around my pussy, teasing me. He slid a finger deep inside me and his mouth moved its way up from my legs to my clit, giving it a flick with his tongue.
He slid another finger inside me. I was so wet and my breathing quickly turned in to soft yet frustrated moans. His tongue flicked faster over my clit, in circles, lashing away as he fucked me with his fingers.
I could see his cock hard against his white boxers. I wanted his cock. I stroked my hands through his hair and begged him to come back to my level so I could kiss him, taste myself on his lips.
He looked back at me, deep in to my eyes and slowly moved back up my body until he reached my face. He placed his hands on my neck giving me a little smile and then our lips met. I slipped my hands down his neck, his chest until they were under his shirt. We stopped kissing for a moment and I pulled his t-shirt off, throwing it on the floor. I smiled at him with a naughty glint in my eye. I gently bit my lip as my hands stroked over his tanned chest. Lightly pulling at his jeans. He looked at my longingly with a cheeky little smile no his face.
I looked at him innocently and whispered, “I want your cock”.
He smiled raising his eyebrow as he slowly unbuckled his belt. My eyes flicked between his eyes and his crotch as I waited patiently. He stood up and pulled down his jeans. I sat up on the sofa directly in front of him and began to stroke over the hard bulge in his boxers. My eyes locked on his. He pulled down his boxers revealing his rock hard cock.
I licked my lips and moved closer as he stood there. I took his hard cock in to my hand, gently stroking his length. I moved down on to the floor, on to my knees looking up at him as I licked my tongue around the tip of his cock.
He gasped “Oh god”. I took his cock in to my mouth until it was deep at the back of my throat, my tongue gliding around the base. He looked down watching me with passion in his eyes as he ran his hands through my hair.
It wasn’t long before he grabbed a clump of my hair guiding my mouth on to his cock back and fourth. As I took him deep he pushed his cock further making me choke. After a couple of struggling gags, he set me free. I took a moment to catch my breath, looking up at him with a cheeky smile to which he returned one of his own.
He ordered me to the bedroom. I smiled and looked over at the doorway. I walked slowly over to the bedroom as he followed. I sat at the end of the bed as he stood in the doorway looking me up and down. I motioned with my fingers for him to join me.
He slowly moved towards me, his eyes on me. I stood up and pulled him towards me, but he stopped me, smiled and pushed me back on the bed, joining me. I giggled and pulled him close for another kiss. We began getting carried away again except this time we were naked. He moved up between my legs as I hooked him around his waist.
We kissed deep and passionately, his hands roaming under my back. I moved my legs further apart, pulling him closer. We looked at each other smiling. He leant me back, I bit my lip smiling as his cock moved dangerously close to my soaked pussy. He slid his cock up and down my pussy lips, covering his tip in my wetness. He pushed his cock over my hole and then slowly inside, he leaned in to kiss me. Pushing it in deeper. I gasped through our kiss.
We stop kissing for a moment, our breathing getting heavier, our eyes locked on each other, as he pushed himself deeper, I raised my hips to meet his and we began fucking harder. He pinned me against the mattress and pushed in to me harder and faster. I was moaning in pleasure, getting louder and shakier, the bed rocking, banging hard against the wall.
He looked deep in my eyes and kissed me deeper. We moved from a fast hard fuck to a slow steady rhythm. We were both so wound up but neither of us wanted it to end just yet. I reached a hand between us and began teasing my clit with my fingers. I could tell he loved the look on my face.
I was getting really close and the way his cock was fucking me nice and slowly made things even more intense. My whole body was getting shakier. I could feel his cock twitching. “I’m going to come babe,” he groaned softly.
I knew I was going to last much longer myself. I started rubbing my clit faster and he started fucking me faster too. My breathing got heavier, my moans louder, shakier. Suddenly, my body tenses and shudders. My pussy tightening hard against his cock and after a few second my moans slip out. He let out a long loud gasp as he released too. Both of us allowing the pleasure to take over us.
His body collapsed against mine. We lay there for a while, desperately catching out breath. After a few seconds, he leaned back, looked at me, smiled and kissed me.
“Mmmm, wow” I giggled, “That was hot. Shame the football season is almost over”. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close again, “But it’s ok, we’ll find other sports to celebrate”. We both smiled and started kissing again.
Well, it’s Friday, the weather was miserable and I needed a pick-me-up, and what better way to spend your money than on lingerie! Admit it, THIS is a hot little outfit for the bedroom!
I knew the instant I woke up this morning that I’d find myself distracted in sexual fantasies. It was like horniness was glowing from my skin, I’d been getting looks from men all day.
It got to the point where I needed to share the horn, so in a teasing fashion, I picked up my phone and started to text James. I knew he loved a little roleplay from time to time…
Me: I’ve just been thinking how it’s a shame you can’t be in Manchester right now. I’m rocking the hot secretary look in my black dress. You could have pulled me in to the boardroom, bent me over the table and pushed my skirt up over my waist. Then you could have slapped my ass for being a bad secretary before slowly teasing my pussy with the tip of your cock…
James: I think first I’d have to get on my knees, and slowly pull those ass cheeks apart and taste you from behind with my tongue – gently pushing the tip of my little finger against your asshole as you play with your pussy and make it soaking wet, ready for my cock to just slip inside…
Me: Mmmm, now that would be quite some punishment James!! Having my pussy ate from behind like that drives me very wild. Maybe it’s because you’re so close to my ass, and teasing it nicely at the same time…
James: I’d be half tempted to wank with you before fucking you. I’m that horny that I’d be ready to fuck again with seconds. So I’d lean over you from behind, stroking myself harder and faster. The sound of you fingering your soaking pussy getting me closer to the edge until I whisper “spread your ass cheeks baby” – you do so as I shoot my load all over your ass crack and pussy! Squirting seven or eight huge loads that drip down your crack. Soaking your cheeks, your pussy lips and your fingers. We haven’t even got to fucking yet, what next?
Me: Mmmm, that’s very very hot! I’d massage your cum in to my clit, and over my skin, bringing my hand up to my lips to suck the juices off. I’d turn my head to look at you as I continued to play with myself. My legs starting to shake as I get closer and closer…
James: I’d watch you playing for a bit, then to push you over the edge I’d push my fingers deep into your pussy, in and out and just holding it there as you cum hard around them, squirting your juices out, feeling your wetness dripping down…
Jesus. After talk like that I’m hoping the days up until June 5th flys by!!xxx
… FACT!
I met up with Colin last night and I knew all night that something wasn’t right. Despite as much as I try to think I can have a ‘just sex’ relationship with someone I can’t. It doesn’t have to become a relationship, there just has to be a connection. And with Colin there just wasn’t one.
Upon leaving his hotel room this morning I came to the decision that some things are better left as a one night stand. This man could have had it good, but he never did treat me the way I deserved. Everything we did was like sneaking around. I even remember feeling this way after seeing him the second time, I felt it was time to call it “a day” yet when he told me he’d be in Manchester I couldn’t resist but go back for me.
Part of me wonders how I allowed it to happen in the first place! Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying I regret it. I’ve said we’ll keep in touch (only as friends) but even I know that’s got trouble written all over it. In my eyes, when something is finished, it’s finished.
Hi Girls and Guys, I put it that way round as girls are just as important to me if not more so although we’re all just as important to the site as each other as we’re all after the same goal in the end and that is sex and pleasure! Which are really both the same unless you count skydiving, which is probably better…. ok, maybe not but it’s probably more of a thrill the first time you do it.
A little about myself – I’m nearly 40, yeah don’t laugh we all get to this age at some point. Fact is, I don’t feel it, I still feel 18 and I still feel like I can go like I did when I was 18 and from what I’ve been told and experienced from the last female I do.
I live on the border of Lincolnshire and Nottinghamshire, have done all my life, my job involves driving around the country with a 500mile radius so I get to see a lot of different cities and cultures and believe me each city differs from the last one I was in. Divorced, again, don’t laugh – it happens to the best of us.
So, why am I here? I was bored one night a few years back, bored of just surfing for the usual porn photos or video clips and wanted something different. Don’t ask me how but I found a blog. It was written by a woman that wanted to share her secret life with the world or rather the world of cyberspace and those lucky enough to find her blog. As I read through, it became apparent to me that she wasn’t alone but had many followers that shared the same interest, from there a thought came into my head, why not share your secret life with the world and see who shares similar interests.
So I too started a blog – people were interested in what I’d been getting up to, sharing with me what they’d been getting up to. One lady who followed what I was up to is the gorgeous Dirty Angel who created this site, after sometime of getting to know her I was invited to this site to help out, it’s quite an honour to be truthful.