The door clicks closed. Of all the moments that will follow I like to savour this one the most. We both have an idea of what is about to happen but it won’t play out like we are thinking. It would be no fun if it did. We know the smiles on our faces do little to mask the filth in our heads at right now. I want just one thing from her and that is the realization in her face that this hasn’t happened before. That somehow, without trying anything new, she would feel like she had never come like this before. We kiss for a moment and she backs onto the bed. The taste of her lip balm always reminds me of pounding her, I’m not sure when or where but it does; lost in her and violently passionate that’s what it evokes but I’ve never told her that. I keep that for myself. I slowly pull down her knickers to reveal a freshly waxed cunt. I want nothing but to dive into it but that’s not how this plays out. Lifting herself up on her elbows, she starts to trace her foot down my chest. My cock springs up when I quickly dispose of my briefs. She bites her lips with a slight smirk as she looks at me towering over her at the edge of the bed. I notice that she is resisting looking at my rock hard cock. She is teasing herself. She is teasing me. Perfect. Lowering myself I slide my head between her legs, I gently trace my fingers from her calves to her thighs. I kiss around her cunt. Slowly and firmly. She lets her guard down and closes her eyes. She wants to moan, I can see it, but I won’t let her get one out of her mouth, she is subdued to silence by one utterance from me; a soft and loaded ‘shussssh’ which means not yet. She’s then not expecting this, a direct return to play. I give her clit a quick flick of my tongue before sliding the rest of my body right up between her legs. The tip of my cock now able to kiss her cunt as my eyes meet hers. She inhales sharply. And I am rewarded with the knowledge that she really didn’t expect that. I apply pressure with my cock. Then I kiss her, finishing with me biting her lip. It’s cheesy but it’s never unappreciated. My right thumb traces underneath her left breast and up towards her stiff nipple. I feel goose bumps. She wants me in her, to be fucked hard right now and I can’t give it to her. I lift myself up on my knees. She is breathing heavily. I trace her pussy lips with my cock, being careful not to get in too far. I lean back and I let go of my now throbbing cock. From the corner of my eyes I can see her clench her feet. Her legs are restless, she wants more, needs it. I know exactly how wet she is right now, without touching. Again I grip my cock and move it towards her swollen lips, hoping she’ll think it’s going in, it’s not. I have it gripped with one hand but two fingers underneath the shaft ready to slide into her instead. I get my two fingers inside her before she realises it’s not my cock. At long last I get my first uncontrolled moan. This one I knew she couldn’t keep in. There is nothing quite like it. She is not the same from here on in. Control is now literally in my hands alone. I work her slowly with just these two fingers. My palm is facing the ceiling as I make the “come here” gesture with my fingers inside her. She is so fucking wet. Her back is arched. Her eyes are closed. Her moans are low now but that won’t be for long. I bring my head down to her clit and blow on it lightly. She has waited long enough; I put my lips on her clit, sucking lightly. My fingers get faster sliding them back and forth, steadily in and out. And of course a thumb on her clit, now. I trace the fingers on my left hand along her thighs. She moans loudly. It won’t be long now. She comes as loud as I’ve ever heard her come. Her body is shaking as she begins to push her pussy towards my face. I have to taste her properly. My mouth takes her in as I squeeze her thighs with both hands, my tongue and lips lightly sucking in as much as they can reach. She tightens her thighs around my head as I get my tongue deep inside her for the end of her orgasm. She knows what’s next. I rise to my knees. Precum actually dripping from the tip of my cock. A wave of pleasure runs through me as she carefully wipes it off with her finger and tastes me. As always she looks me in the eye, and runs her finger underneath the tip of the head which lights up my dick with pleasure. And I know it’s my turn. I have her hands pinned behind her head pretty quick. In one movement I’m sliding fully inside her. There is the look I’ve wanted on her face. It has taken her till now to realize that it all hasn’t been done like this before. She’s had her orgasm and now she just wants to be fucked hard. I am stretching her nicely. I quickly up the pace to meet her desire. She is building. We both are. I keep a firm steady rhythm. Each stroke is from tip to base. She’ll feel this tomorrow, I want her to. I know she wants to. The thought of her feeling where my cock has been for days sends me over the edge. We both come hard. There is no way she can’t feel my cock pulse inside her. Blindsiding me and swiftly getting the base of my cock, she pulls me out and makes sure the last bit of cum is for her mouth. She has got her wish. We kiss and I find that she hasn’t swallowed….yet. I wasn’t expecting that. I have a new memory to think of now when I taste her lips again.
Author: space-cadaver
Fingers – Please Fuck me With Just Your Fingers
Exactly one calendar month. And I was starving. As much as I enjoyed it last time, I didn’t come. But there was no fear of that this time. ‘I’ll be up early in the morning, I have to be in Dublin for work’ ‘How early is early?’ ‘About 8am’
Halloween Car Fuck
‘Let me know if you want a lift home.’
In that?, as I nod towards the squad car
‘Yeah in that, what did you think!’
Damn right I do! I’m not staying out much later though, I’m going soon.
‘Doesn’t matter, just give me a shout when you want to leave and I’ll swing by and get you.’
I get a text about 20 minutes later; I’m on a break so I’ll be in my own car.
I’m sorry not to get a spin in a cop car but I know that he now won’t have anyone with him.
So …! It’s just you..? I text
Just me.
Two minutes later he’s outside. I had thought when he texted that what I’d get was a lift home; he’d get out of the squad car and maybe I’d get my hand on his cock. If we were lucky one kiss if his partner wasn’t looking. But now…. Now there would be no one else with him. I’d sitting in the front seat. And again I thought, maybe I’d get it in my mouth for a few seconds, and there’d definitely be kissing. He tells me I look fabulous. I put my hand on his cock and it stiffens to my touch. ‘Look what you do to me. Every time.’ The day it doesn’t react is the day I stop ‘Well that’ll be never then’ he says cheerily.
Some Hot Dirty (Literally) Sex That I Nearly Had
I had two conversations today. Both led back to the same person. The star of this blog and the nemesis of all future beaus. (not really guys, relax I swear he’s human). I was talking to a guy about waxing and he declared that he’d only do it if someone was going to appreciate the efforts. That if he did get everything waxed down there that he knew he would immediately want a blow job. I concurred, in fact, I revealed there’s been a few boys of my past who only got lucky with me because I’d been waxed and I wanted my new ‘hairdo’ to be appreciated. The Cop was one of these boys. Sometimes it has happened because I’ve just gotten waxed and the very act of getting waxed now turns me on and other times it’s happened because I’ve gotten waxed for a particular person and an occasion – and they have let me down. And I have never been so glad to have been disappointed for what fortuitous circumstances were then brought upon me.
The Last Sex – and how it will make me come now
http://www.abbirode.com/2015/08/the-last-sex/
My pants are off before he gets there. I’m on the bed and half asleep, half watching TV. In less than 4 minutes I have even less clothes on but he is still almost fully clothed. His jeans are open, his cock is out. He is standing behind me and I am on all fours facing away from him. He has a condom on and I think he’s going to put two fingers in and then give me his cock. Of course I’m wrong. I partly knew I would be. The bed is a hotel bed, it’s high, the perfect height probably. He has his hands on my hips, gripping me but caressing me. I want him in me but he’s not moving. “Ask for it. Tell me you want my cock” ……. “Ask, for it” he says again, calmer, even more resolve in his tone. But I know he’ll have to make me. I push back a little, trying to see if I can catch the tip of it. I can’t. He holds me in place. Please – I know I barely whisper. “Oh I think you’ll need to do better than that” again he says with a menacing calm that makes my cunt ache with want. I look back at him over my shoulder, through my hair. And again I squeeze out an agonised, the very littlest please that I can manage. “Say it again, louder” and one of his hands moves from my hip to slide up my back, pushing me forward into the bed. My arse up, ready for him. I can’t take it, I need to feel him push his cock inside me. He’s won. I squirm under him and eventually it escapes my lips; Oh god please, please give it to me. I am angry saying the words, defiant. But we both know he’s won and I’ve gotten what I wanted. He’s not a masochist or a machine, how much longer was he going to be able to stand there with a primed cock and my glistening, swollen pussy inches from him. So he pushes into me, measured, controlled, rhythmic and satisfying. And I buck back against him so relieved to be filled.
[F] Fresh Clean Filth
http://www.abbirode.com/2015/10/all-the-control/
I’m so bored in this meeting I can’t keep myself focused but this is nothing new. I can’t stay awake in nearly any meeting.
So my mind wonders to this guy. I think about how I would like it to go.
He’s standing in front of me, already there, waiting for me to enter the room. I walk in and close the door. He says nothing but gestures with a slight nod of his head that I should walk over to him. He doesn’t break eye contact and when I’m about a 2 feet away he gives that tiny almost imperceptible nod for me to get on my knees, and I hesitate, then smirk but duly do.
I look up at him and smirk again as I can tell he’s getting hard and he hasn’t given me any instruction yet. Slowly I open his belt and his jeans. He still hasn’t said anything but just as I go to release his cock he bends down, cups my head with his hands and says gently into my ear ‘You didn’t think it was going to be that easy did you?’ My mouth drops open and I make a little noise because yes, yes I did think that it was going to be that easy.