Old Friends

I remembered my password so here I am! Hope you enjoy, there is even a special treat for you at the end!

I recently reconnected with some old friends from high school on Facebook and have been having a great time catching up and reminiscing. I've been talking a lot to one certain guy so when an opportunity to travel to his city for work presented itself, I jumped on it.

He was always good looking in high school but I figured he was a good boy and I never tried to corrupt him. We met for dinner and drinks and he was still just as hot as ever. We spent a while catching up, drinking, laughing and having a good time before he offered to drive me back to my hotel. When we pulled up to the hotel he insisted on walking me to my room and I gladly accepted.

As we stopped at the door to my room he pulled me to him, told me that he had always wanted to fuck me in high school and was sorry that he hadn't and then he kissed me. It was a long, hard, hungry kiss. As I bit his bottom lip he moaned and pressed his rock hard cock against me. He pressed me up against the door and slid his hands over my ass and under my skirt as I wrapped one leg around him and ran my fingers through his hair. He pulled me against him and told me that he wanted to take me in my room and fuck me.

I wrapped both of my legs around him as he picked me up and carried me into my room where he threw me on the bed and we began tearing each others clothes off. He pulled my shirt off and kissed my neck as he took off my bra. I pulled his shirt off and pushed him back on the bed so I could straddle him. He licked and sucked my tits as I ground my pussy against his hard cock before I told him to just lay back and let me do the work. I kissed his neck and ran my hands and tongue over his chest and stomach as I made my way down his body. I took his hard cock out of his pants and slid them down to his ankles before I slid his cock down my throat.

I slid my mouth over his cock, taking it all the way down my throat over and over several times before I licked and sucked his balls. He ran his fingers through my hair and then shoved his cock back down my throat. He held my head as he fucked my mouth and told me he wanted to cum on my face. He pulled me off of his cock as I grabbed it and jacked him off, letting his hot cum shoot all over my lips and chin before I started licking it off.

He pulled me to him until my knees were beside his head and my pussy was in his face. He slowly slid his tongue all around my hot, wet pussy as I played with my tits. He slapped my ass and then slid his fingers inside me as I rocked my hips and moaned. He fucked my pussy with his fingers as he licked and sucked my clit, making me beg for more. I begged him to fuck my hot, wet cunt with his cock as he made me cum on his face and fingers. He slid his hands up my body and grabbed my tits as he told me to bend the fuck over and take his cock.

He pulled to the edge of the bed, bent over on my knees, where he stood and shoved his cock into my wet pussy. His cock felt like it was tearing my pussy apart but I loved it. I begged him to fuck me hard, to spank me, to pull my hair, to make me his fucking whore. He gladly obliged. He smacked my ass so hard it brought tears to my eyes and made me scream out for more before he pulled my hips back, hard, against his cock; making me take every inch of it over and over again. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back towards him so he could kiss me before he shoved my head down into the bed and smacked my ass more. I slid my hand underneath of me and started fingering my clit and rubbing his balls as he rammed his cock into me. Before I knew it I was screaming at him to fuck me hard because I was going to cum all over his fucking cock. He spanked my ass hard as his cock pounded my throbbing, wet cunt until I finished cumming.

Then he slowly pulled his cock out of my pussy and told me to suck it because he wanted to cum down my throat. I got off of the bed and dropped to my knees in front of him as he shoved my mouth over his cock so I could taste my own pussy on him. He grabbed my hair and shoved his cock down my throat until he came and I sucked up every last drop.

We both fell onto the bed and he asked me "why didn't we do this in high school and can I take pictures to remember this?"

I did let him take some pictures with my camera (I always have it with me) and while I won't post the full pictures but here's a peek! Hopefully you can all see it before photobucket removes it.

Does anyone know where I can upload it and not worry about it being removed?

My Front Porch

(Sorry I didn't get this posted last night. I had an unexpected fuckfest and couldn't tear my pussy away from it! I will definitely be blogging about last night very soon!)


I have an awesome front porch and I love to sit out there and watch the world go by, especially late at night. That's where I was the night that 'Chris' dropped by. I was sitting on the porch enjoying a beer and the silence of the hot summer night, wearing only a tank top and panties.

We had been flirting for some time. He was rather tall, lean, dark hair with a pretty boy charm. He had had my attention since our first meeting and even though he was friends with my husband, I knew he would be mine soon.

He came by that night, saying that he was looking for The Man but I don't believe that. All of our friends knew that The Man was out of town on a camping trip. I knew that the flirting had gotten to him and that he was going to test the waters.

As I stood to go grab him a beer, I knew there was no way he was not going to see the lacy boy-short panties that I was wearing. I caught his eye and winked, then apologized and pretended to blush. I went in and put on a pair of short shorts, grabbed a couple of beers and went back to the porch.

Our conversation eventually turned to sex. The air around us was electric with sexual chemistry as we talked, sitting across the table from one another, about turn ons, turn offs and even what we fantasize about.

As I sat and listened to him tell me what he fantasized about I could feel my pussy getting wet. As he told me about it all I could think about was how I wanted him to lick my pussy and how I was going to jump across the table and shove my big tits in his face soon to shut him up.

I knew that he wanted me but I wasn't sure what his style was so instead I stood up and started into the house to get us a couple more beers. As I started past him, he grabbed my arm and pulled me onto his lap and kissed me. I could feel his rock hard cock pressing against my leg and was very impressed with what I could feel. I turned to straddle him as he licked my neck and pulled my tank top down to reveal my tits.

He squeezed my tits in his hands and pinched my nipples as he licked and bit my neck. Then he slid his hands down, smacking my ass as his hand passed and slid his hand inside my shorts. He slid his long, thick finger inside of my already wet pussy. He showed his approval by pulling his finger out of my pussy and putting it between our lips as we kissed. Each of us licking my juice off of his finger.

Reluctantly, I climbed off of his lap and began to lead him inside to the bedroom but he had other plans. He stood up and grabbed my ass with both hands, pushed me up against the railing. He lifted my hair and kissed my neck as he reached around and played with my tits. The feel of his cock pressing against my ass was making my pussy throb. He reached down and slid his fingers into my pussy as he asked if he could fuck me right there.

I told him that I didn't care where he fucked me, he had just better get that cock inside me right now! I was so fucking hot by then I didn't care where we were! I felt him step back drop his pants and he then pulled down my shorts and panties. He slid his fingers back inside my pussy and told me that he hoped that he didn't hurt me with his cock, since my pussy was so tight that he could barely get two fingers inside and he knew his cock was a lot thicker than that. I told him to just get to fucking me, and fucking me good and not to worry about it.

I stepped backward toward him so that I could get better positioned to take his cock from behind. I bent over further, practically touching my toes as I felt him pressing the head of his cock into my pussy. He was thick and it hurt like hell, but it just made me want him more. I wanted to feel his entire cock ramming my pussy, I liked the pain of it and I wanted more, more, more! As soon as I told him I wanted more of his cock inside me, he grabbed my hips and thrust his entire cock into me. I screamed out from the pain. His cock felt so good as he pulled out and rammed into me again and again. He told me that he had never fucked a pussy so tight and that he wished he hadn't waited so long to fuck me. He asked me how I liked it and I told him that I wanted more of his cock and I wanted it harder.

"You are a bad girl aren't you?" He asked as he slammed his cock inside me.

"Fuck yes I am" I moaned out as I felt something smack my ass cheek.

I realized that he had picked up the belt out of his pants and was spanking my ass with it. The feel of the leather against my ass every time that he pulled his cock back was amazing. The only sound I could manage other than moaning was to tell him harder. I wanted him to spank me harder and fuck me harder. He happily obliged and rammed his cock into my wet, throbbing pussy harder than I have ever been rammed before. It was shear heaven as I reached my hand down to rub my clit as he fucked and spanked me. Before I knew it, I was cumming all over his cock. The juices flowing from my pussy, running all over his cock and down my leg. He slowed the rhythm but continued to slid his cock inside me. He kept slowly sliding his cock inside of me, bringing me to the brink of cumming again, when he said that he wanted to cum all over my tits. I turned around and dropped to my knees as I took his cock in my hand. I slid his cock into my mouth and down my throat. Slowly, not wanting to make him cum before he got what he really wanted. I squeezed my tits around his cock as I continued to suck the head. He moaned and told me that I was indeed, a very naughty little slut.

I squeezed my tits around his cock and licked the head until he told me he was going to cum. I pointed his cock toward my tits and jacked him the rest of the way off until he came on my tits. I wiped up what I could with my fingers and licked it off. His cock was still rock hard before me so I turned around and told him to give me some more. He fucked and spanked me as I rubbed my clit. I begged him to spank me harder as I came closer to cumming, again and again. Finally, as I was about to cum for the third time he came too. I could feel his cock throb and pulse as he shot his hot cum inside my wet pussy. I could feel his cum and mine dripping from my pussy as he fucked me into another orgasm.

Now when he wants to fuck me and someone else is around, he tells me that he loves my front porch and wants one of his own.

Emotions ruin everything!

I've had many affairs over the years. One thing that I have made clear in each and every situation is that I do not want to get emotionally involved. You would think that a woman would have no problem finding a man who just wants sex, no? It's not as easy as you might think.

I've heard all the generalization about women not being able to separate love from sex and sex from love. In my experience, men have the same problem. For me, sex is purely carnal. It's a physical feeling that needs satiated. It has nothing to do with love or emotions, it's purely physical. It's about the hunt and the feeling it gives me.

So, why is it that men have such a tendency to think that they have fallen in love with me? Do I think it's because I'm such an awesome sex goddess that they can't resist me? Nah, I'm a little more realistic than that. I think it's because they fall in love with the idea of what I am. I am a kinky freak in bed. I fulfill their fantasies the best that I can. I fuck like a porn star. My pussy is tight, my tits are huge and I'm up for pretty much anything. I am the wholesome girl next door by day, dirty little whore by night that all men dream about.

What more could a man ask for? Well, I am finding that more and more men want the strings attached. They want the emotion involved. They think that if they get me to fall in love with them and leave The Man, they will have the perfect relationship. It doesn't work that way. You see, The Man and I used to have the perfect relationship. We fucked like porn stars and tried everything that we could imagine. Then, we went and fell in love for real. Not a lust filled love. Real, true, strong love. The sex did turn emotional. We began making love more often than fucking. We actually talked about a future and a family. That's when our relationship changed. We fell in love with each other, got married and started a family.

Most men don't seem to realize that once a relationship turns emotional, it no longer satisfies the purely carnal need for fucking. Every man is different. Each experience is unique. The way my pussy feels wrapped around his cock, the way his tongue feels licking my clit, the way he pulls my hair and spanks my ass, the way he moans my name as he is about to cum... it's all different. The differences are what I crave. Sure, sometimes I like to revisit those feelings, fucking the same man again and again over a period of time. There is also the thrill of the chase. Meeting a new man, flirting with him. The anxiousness of what the first time will be like. Exploring his wants, his needs, his fantasies and telling him mine.

Getting emotional takes all of that away. It leads to comfort and falling into routines. I have that with The Man, I don't want it with anyone else. I also do not want to leave The Man. He doesn't treat me badly, in any way... he doesn't hit me, he isn't verbally or emotionally abusive, he treats me like a princess and I am very happy with my marriage. I fuck other men for purely physical reasons. I'm not looking to fall in love with anyone or have anyone fall in love with me. I'm not looking to be rescued from my life as a wife and mother. I love my life, I love The Man and I love my children. I also just happen to love getting fucked.

So, men... please tell me... why is it that you have such a tendency to get all emotional on me? What's the deal? Am I missing something?