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I’ve never been one to put a lot of careful thought into my fucking. But, you had just found the Karma Sutra so for some reason our Easter was going to be the day of weird and awkward sex positions. I mean holy shit some of those were weird but hilarious. LIke you doing a handstand and me sucking your cock? You nearly passed out. Then you fell on me. Or like when you fucked me on the table? I didn’t know I was that flexible or how we managed to get that to work but that one wasn’t bad. I think my favorite position was called the lotus. We sat on each other’s lap with your cock in my pussy. We were pressed against each other and you hit all the right spots and it was just so slow and nice. Rocking back and forth on each other our orgasms built so slow and hard that we just seemed to hang there on that edge. Until we both got so frustrated you just leaned forward laying me on the floor where you could plunge into my pussy. Wanting to cum so bad that it only took seconds of fucking before we were cumming all over each other. We were sweaty, tired, every muscle was sore. It was the best and work out I’d ever had. But, I think I like just regular old fucking. I don’t know if I’d play with the Karma Sutra again.
You’re so sexy to me. You make me laugh and make my pussy so wet. I just want to fuck you so bad but you have all these morals, ethics, and want to wait for something silly like marriage. When all I want is you and that sexy cock I know you have. You’re driving me crazy and it’s like you have no idea. So, I just couldn’t help it. You pushed me to far. So I pushed you into that chair you love. Duct taping you to the arms and legs. Taking a pair of medical scissors I cut your clothes off so I can get to that beautiful uncut cock. My pussy and tongue was so hungry for it. I licked up that soft uncut cock and ignoring your squirming as I take your cock into my mouth. That surprised gasp so you felt my warm wet tongue tease the head of your cock. Feeling you get hard whether you wanted to or not. It was amazingly powerful and I took your hard cock in my mouth. Sucking and teasing that shaft with my tongue. Moaning at the taste of your precum on my tongue. Sucking harder and fucking my throat on your cock until you exploded all over my tongue. Panting as if you were having trouble catching your breath. I wonder what I would do to you next. If I was going to force you to fuck me I wanted to make sure you got to feel every one of my holes.
I’d never been to a theatre that had unisex bathrooms before. But, then again I’d never been to a theater that played porn either. So I wasn’t sure if this was a common thing or not but I nearly creamed myself as I saw the holes cut into the sides of the booths and lined with duct tape and knew what I had stumbled in on. I was so excited I squeed and I almost instantly saw fingers on each side of me reach into the holes to see if someone was there. I bit my bottom lip and reached out touching their fingers. One of the men was black and the other was white. So the cocks that came through one was massive and the other was nice, but nowhere near the other. Being the cum slut I am I couldn’t help but strip out of my pants and panties. Listening to the huge man groan in pleasure as he felt my pussy stretch around his cock and then the gasp as the smaller man felt my tongue around his cock. I rocked back and forth, fucking myself on both ends with both dicks. One pressing past my gag point and the other so deep that he was pressing against my cervix. They both started to thrust though, hard and fast. Their breath coming in quick gasps as they somehow managed to keep a rhythm that had me building my own orgasm with their intensity. Then as if they had timed it they both began to throb inside of me. Their cocks twitching and shooting filling my pussy with so much cum that it dripped down my thighs as he kept fucking me. Then coating my tongue in that yummy cum. It was amazing. I had to finger fuck my pussy with all that cum until I came too. By then though I noticed two sets of eyes one on each side watching me from the hole. As I laughed and tsked them they both slid their recovered and hard cocks through and I turned around. Letting them each enjoy the other hole this time.
I’ve been playing to much COD lately. Not the one where you kill each other but the one where you run around and kill zombies. Well, the last time I played it I wasn’t really sober… Well a lot not sober and I guess I went to bed a little too high with zombies on the brain because man my dreams… I totally had a dream that I was being chased by a zombie. It had been dead for a long fucking time and was missing it’s legs so this torso was crawling towards me as fast as it could and I was butt ass naked running away from it. I can’t remember if I tripped or it caught me but I found myself on my belly, trying to get up from the most aggressive pussy eating I’d ever had. Lots of teeth but even more tongue fucking my wet pussy and teasing my clit. For a mindless, brain hungry, zombie he ate pussy surprisingly well. I stopped fighting and arched my hips letting him suck, scratch, bite at my ass, pussy, hips as I got closer and closer to orgasming. I was right on that edge and he stopped making me groan in frustration but apparently that zombie didn’t lose everything from the waist down and he was crawling over me pressing a surprisingly intact cock considering he used it as his only leg. The hard unforgiving cock jabbed at my pussy as the zombie worked on pure instinct and shoved that huge thing into me. Forcing my pussy to stretch around it making me moan and shudder in pleasure. He started to hump hard and fast, treating me like I was his bitch and he intended to make me pregnant. His nails digging into my shoulders as he fucks me hard, his rotting smelling breath groaning into my ear, I was trying not to let this corpse of a man get me off but I couldn’t help it. I could hear the sickening squelch of flesh with every hit, imagine his guts falling out as he fucked me but it still was so fucking hot. Then, right there, that edge of orgasm was so close and I woke up. Damn it… Why does that always happen in sex dreams?
It’s been years since you and I broke up. You were a prude, I was a slut. We just didn’t mesh well. Then you changed, you played the field. Learned just how great sex with strangers could be and now even though we still can’t stand to be around each other for a long time we still find moments. Moments in which we can come together. There is a certain amazing pleasure in not giving a shit about each others pleasure. Literally using each other makes us both cum even harder. So, today we were meeting up. For no other reason to remind each other of why we’re broken up. I remind you how much of a waste of space you are with no aspirations. You remind me what an air headed dreamer I am with so many pipe dreams I could flood a city. I called you an asshole. You called me a bitch. And now I’m riding your cock in the front seat of your car. Your cock stretching me in that beautiful way it always had as I bounce up and down, one of my nipples between your teeth. Your nails digging into my ass making me scream. My nails leaving scratches down your stomach and chest. Both of us looking as if we’re trying to kill each other. Both of us covered in sweat. And, both of us lost in so much pleasure we were out of our fucking minds. This isn’t just sex. It’s a battle for domination. A war of pleasure, and I’m not sure exactly who’s winning.
When I got to your house and I went into your dining room. I saw a lay out of cake, ice cream, sauces, soups, macaroni, and multiple other soft and wet foods. You were sitting at the head of the table as your own Christian Grey. You smiled as you saw me. “Strip” you command and I feel my pussy getting wet just at the thought of everything we’d be doing tonight. I walked towards you naked and stopped at the head of the table, reaching towards you to pull your tie towards me. You grinned and took a handful of cake and smeared it over my chest. I gasped in surprise, not sure whether to laugh or be upset. I chose to laugh and reached back picking up a handful of macaroni I smeared it across your cheek. Laughing and with a very noticeable hard on in your pants I knew I made the right choice. I licked my fingers clean from the orange cheese sauce and watched as you took another handful of the chocolate cake with buttercream frosting and smeared it over my face. Putting your fingers in my mouth I suck the sweet cake off of you as I take a container of warm tomato soup. Pouring it down your front and saturating your suit in it’s tomato goodness. You growl in such a sexy way and lean me back into the cakes and ice cream. Picking up handfuls and rubbing it over my body as you lick and suck it off of my skin as I grab whatever I can. Smearing it all over your back and pushing it down the back of your pants. We were both covered in food. Savory and sweet and so messy. It was so much fun and so sexy and when you pulled out your cock and slid it into my pussy. Fucking me hard as you smear more and more food all over me. My hands running all over him. My hands squishing into the food on his back as I came around his cock. He groaned and pulled his cock out squirting his cum all over my stomach and pussy. Making both of us even more messy than before. He panted, looking as if he hadn’t cum that hard in a long time. This was so much fun I wasn’t ready to quit. I reach above my head and pick a new bowl up and put it upside down over his head and giggling as it fell all over him and onto me. He laughed and grinned at me and we started with a new food wrestling match. Laughing and just enjoying our sticky game.
You’ve been a very naughty sissy faggot. Mistress Levi let me play with you and I told you to be a good girl and put on that sissy maid uniform but what did I find you doing? I found you sniffing my panties when you were supposed to be cleaning. What a pervy little girl you are.
I thought I could leave you alone as I got ready for my date. But naughty girls need to get punished. So come here, lay yourself over my knee. That’s right, I’m going to take this hair brush and spank you for being a naughty girl. Smack! Right across that diapered booty. You squirmed and whimpered but I did another Smack! Right across that padding. Giving you three, four more before I notice a warmth press against my thigh. “Did you wet on me prissy sissy?” You squirm and whimper, your cheeks going red before admitting. “Yes, Ma’am.”
I pat your ass a few times with my hand. “Very naughty sissy.” I chide. “Let’s get you changed.” letting you get up and change your diaper for a clean one. “My date is almost here.” I let you know. “I’m going to put a cage around that naughty little bitch clit so that you can’t get to excited with your itty bitty clitty. Then I want you to stand in the corner until he gets here. If you’re a good girl maybe I’ll let you service him for me to show just how good you are.”
Sometimes a bitch needs to dress up and be swanky. It’s fun to fuck men out of my league and that’s how I found myself in a cocktail dress, drinking free alcohol as I flirt with the business men coming in and out of the hotel. Teasing that I just might be up for fucking as they pay for my grey goose cranberry spritzers. Then you walked in, you oozed sexuality and when I felt my eyes on you there was just this… Mmm, connection. So, as you walked over and ran your hand up my thigh, teasing it under my skirt. I just knew we were going to fuck. So when you got up to leave, taking my hand in yours I made no effort to fight you. My excitement getting higher and higher as we stepped onto the elevator. As the doors closed and we were alone you pin me against the wall. Your hands going up my skirt as you devour my mouth. Your tongue dominating my mouth, exploring every inch of me as your hand moves up my skirt. Your fingers fucking my pussy bringing me to orgasm on the way up… I hope this isn’t the end of the night! And as you give me a smug, cocky grin you suck my cum off of your fingers just as the elevator bings and we make our way out to your room. The door has barely clicked shut when we both find ourselves naked and you fucking me hard, fast, as if I am water in the desert and you are dying. It only takes a short time for you to cum and you laid on me heavy, teasing my nipples. Pulling and teasing them until they are so sensitive it hurts. “Love, we need to do that more often. Something about fucking you while you’re a stranger makes it more erotic.” I giggle unable to help it as I wiggle underneath you. “Mmm, next time fuck me on the elevator?” I ask, not sure what the bite you give to my nipple really means.
I love taking sexy pictures. Putting memories onto a digital format or even paper was such an amazing hobby to me. I love to have my pictures taken too but there is just something special about being the one behind the camera. To see all those intimate moments as you create them. So, as I was taking pictures of a couple of my friends fucking I could feel my own pussy getting wetter and wetter. I so badly wanted to jump in that pile of writing bodies fucking, cumming, and enjoying each other but the desire to capture all of it on film felt so much more important. Making this moment, and these people immortal. Then, one of the models who was in the throes of orgasm looked up at me with glassy far away eyes try to focus on the wet spot she could see in the panties. Her hand reaching out and she hooked her fingers into my panties. Pulling me over to her as I giggled and took pictures of her and the cock pistoning in and out of her pussy. She used her hands to guide my pussy over her mouth as I recorded her every movement. Her fingers pulling my panties aside. Her warm mouth and cool breath against my pussy. I almost forgot to take pictures as I came, covering this girl face with my cum.
Sometimes I hate the holiday season! There is just too much argument and anger over who celebrates what when we should all be using this time together and showing how much we love our fellow man. Whether we with them a “Happy Kwanzaa!” as they fuck us with their big black cock or a “Happy Hanukkah!” as they spoil you for 8 days with so many presents. If I just wished people a “Happy Christmas!” I’d not get to enjoy nearly as much cock in such a wide variety. Hell, even Pagans (ha, see what I did there. Christmas, Pagans, hell? Moving on.) celebrate Winter Solstice and if you know anything about me I love to party, to dance naked in the woods to primal beats and end with a cum filled orgy to celebrate the winter season. Whatever it is you celebrate I want to wish you happy whatever it is. Happy Festivus. I hope Black Pete and Krampus don’t come to your bed tonight… Or maybe I do, that might be hot, I’ve never fucked a chimney sweep in black face or a demonic goat santa before… Hrm… That sounds like an idea. So to you I wish a Vianočný pozdrav, Felices Fiestas, Julhälsningar, and of course a very happy holiday no matter what you celebrate. Muah! Kisses!