Dutch (part 4) fisting and cumming so much

We lay there together, talking and kissing, he held my breasts firmly and squeezed my nipples as we spoke, now and then taking my breath away. I covered his hand in lube, signally clearly that I wanted him to fist me. I lay on my back, close to him, we kissed as he pushed inside me. He filled me, I felt so totally his, his hand moving deep inside me against my gspot.

He rotated his hand as it moved slowly in and out, grazing my gspot eat time. After a few minute of him fisting me and kissing me so passionately I began to build to an orgasm. he verbally encouraged me, telling me to cum for him, to let go. I came so hard, gripping his hand with my contracting cunt muscles, soaking his hand in my juices, it felt magnificent.



He turned me on so much. he was hard again and I took in in my mouth and took him to orgasm, he came so hard as he shot his load it went in my throat and into my nasal passage. It was shocking but so tremendous to have him shoot his load so intensely.



We dozed back off again in each other arms, spooning. We woke kissing, still perfectly entwined his hand disappeared between my thighs and forced me to cum again and again for him, he had me thrashing about on the bed, soaking and shuddering for hours. His strength when he had hold of me was immense, I could not struggle free, I didn't want to but I loved that I could try and resist and be trapped in his hold.

We played with some of the toys I had brought, he was taken with the pegs I tried pegging his but it was too much for him but he pegged my nipples and then around my breast. He had taken my to orgasm from just breasts play the day before, teasing me and pushing me to my limits, the pegs felt so intense after the attention the nipples had been receiving.





I was so aroused when he removed them and he lay upon me teasing me with his cock, allowing the tip to graze my clit, nudge at my hole but not enter me, as I moved my hips to meet his cock he pulled back. I was begging him to fuck me, begging him to penetrate me. He did, he pushed inside me making me gasp as my body was so grateful for it after all the teasing.

Danger may explode without any warning

Day 17 of abstaining. Seriously getting to be too much, but I'm also loving the feeling. Knowing the reward that awaits me for when he touches me.

He has been teasing from a distance, lots of naughty flirty texts, the odd IM conversation where he gave me teasing instructions which I followed to the letter.

Everything is sexual, everyone is suitable but no-one is right. I meet him on Friday at the airport. I meet the man I want so much, its been so long since I wanted to be with someone so much. The very thought of him makes me ache to be touched. I want to held and kissed by him as much as I want to be debauched and kinky with him.

I'm so aroused Ive woke up fingering myself a few times this week, I woke up almost cumming from an erotic dream another night. At this point even turbulence on the aircraft on my way over might set me off. I feel that when he kisses me I may just explode but I don't want that, I want all this wait all this teasing to explode at the right moment. I want it to be when he is tasting me or penetrating me. I need him to be covered in my orgasm and feel me cum for him.

I want to be covered in his orgasm too. He has also abstained so our first few moments together I expect will be frantic and intense, a perfect way to start the weekend.

Some of the thoughts that have consumed me this week...

I'm pushing the glass butt plug inside me and then spooning me, fucking me long, hard and deep, pushing the butt plug in as he moves against me holding my breast and throat.

• Tying him up, blind folding him and sneaking a lady friend in the room to helping me tease him till he explodes.


• Totally giving myself to him, letting him tie me, blindfold me and then affectionately abuse me. Using my speculum on me, fisting me, anything to make me feel so full and stretched.


• Kissing, so much kissing must be done. I have such a thirst for him to kiss me at the moment, its like drinking from an empty cup every time I think of his kisses.


• Kneeling before him and giving him a long slow teasing blow job. taking him to the edge and holding back until he cant no more.


• Being woke up by him penetrating me. Fingers and cock, I need everything he can give me.


• spooning! just simply spooning, lying there talking, laughing, touching, being me with him, feeling wanted for being me.

Picture courtesy of the sexy Nolens Volens! nice to see he thought of me on his holiday... thanks NV

Last nights sex... I was a very bad girl!

Been ages (well a day or so) since I came last and I was so aroused. I had been in the company of a former lover and it hadn't helped matters. After working until late and the husband going off to bed I decided to get a toy out.

I played while chatting to a friend online and came but not enough, it was late so I went to bed. I was lay there and i was soaking wet and aching still so I reached down and fumbled about in my handbag until I found my bullet. The husband was lay facing me, naked in a deep sleep. His cock was hard as he slept< i could see it on the half light. I slipped the bullet between my lips and rested it against my clit it was on medium speed. I lay there moving slowly, pulling and pinching my nipples, while watching his cock. Thinking about it being someone elses, thinking it was inside me.

I was starting to cum just as he woke up !! it was too late to stop, I lay there trying not to move as he settled back down facing the other way. The bullet was vibrating against my now sensitive clit I needed to remove it but needed to be sure he was back asleep before I did or he would hear it and too turn it off first would mean putting it on full speed against my throbbing clit...nooooooooooo! thankfully he was fast asleep again, growling. By this time though I gone past the pain of the sensitivity and I was aroused and ready to cum again so I did.... but I fell asleep with it in lol I would up a few hours later with it stalling as the batteries was dying! I was soaking wet, my clit was swollen and my juices all down my thighs.

I need sex. and soon x

a filthy but wonderful gentleman

I was drunk and online replying to the hundreds of messages I got on the swing site, I remember I had posted my status as 'invisible'. He messaged me ... it read, I can see you and you look beautiful. It made me smile and replied kindly suggesting he messaged me tomorrow not through the fog of drink as he was unlikely to get much sense out of me. We struck up a great friendship talking. My relationship with M was coming to an end and he was a great ear and a sound mind to be near, plus I loved hearing his antics. he was 50ish, but looked only 40, a fit and well cared for body, coupled with the most piercing green eyes and a captivating smile. He was a sex addict and soooo kinky. The day M dumped me I called him as I needed a friend, he told me to go pack and get on the next train to Edinburgh and he would meet me at Harvey Nicks for cocktails and dinner.

I did! I was sat on the bar stool sipping a cocktail when he arrived. He looked even more sexy and stunning in person. We enjoyed a few cocktails laughing and talking, he held my hand and circled the skin on my thigh as we chatted. He had made dinner so we head back to his and continued what was the most delightful evening so far. I had been fearful in one respect as he seemed to be a very sexual and extremely kinky person, but he had such a way about him I felt at ease. I'm a great believer in arousal starting in your mind before it can happen physically, its rare I can come from just a physical act, I need the mind to be turned on as well... he did this so well. While he was preparing a starter he started to arouse me, moving behind me and kissing my neck and pushing himself against me gently. It was such a tonic from the devastation I had felt in the morning, no pressure, just a frivolous moment for me, with nothing but respect wanted in return.

He told me to go to the bedroom and get myself comfortable... I didn't take another asking, I went to the room and got undress and replaced the clothes with a corset, french knicks, stockings and heels then sat on the bed sipping my wine. He entered some minutes later dress in a latex body suit holding a blindfold.

I had never been with anyone in latex before and it tickled me at first but within minutes I could see the attraction. He was so hard and I must add so well hung, I have never seen or enjoyed such a large cock in my life! He got my on all fours and put on his latex gloves and immediately fisted me telling my I needed to cum before dinner. I gushed and squirted over him twice before he stopped and replaced his fist with his cock. He held my hair while he fucked me hard from behind, fingering my ass as he did it.

After dinner he lead me back to the bedroom and tied me to the bed and gagged me, placed a blindfold on me and whispered he was going to get another man to come in and fuck me. I had told him this had been a fantasy ages ago. I was so aroused yet frightened, but I was confident I was in safe hands. He pleasured me for hours telling me what the stranger was going to do to me when he got there. How he will hold me open and guide him in my holes and help in fuck me and fill me up.

It was light outside when he took the blindfold back off and he lead me to the bathroom where he had ran a bath for me. He bathed me and kissed me all over then rubbed cream into my tender ass cheeks where he had spanked me. We slept for an hour before I was awoken by him entering me more tenderly and we 'made love' for over an hour, it was wonderful end to a very passionate night.

I met with him on a few other occasions, pushing a few boundaries each time. The last time I met him last year I indulged his fetish for latex and wore a latex corset, long gloves and a mask. I gave myself to him and allowed him to take his pleasure and again he gave so much back. He bought an inflatable dildo for me to try which was a fun treat along with a spreader bar. He put the dildo in my ass and made me pump it up until I begged to stop then fucked me so beautifully talking filthy all the time making me cum so much.

I found an email I sent him as I returned on the train...

In the absence of a verification at this point I want to say I had an amazing evening. You are exceptional as a host, a cook and as a lover. Its important for me to be mentally aroused as well as physically and you achieved this and more. I look forward to a future visit subject to you not leaving the country or joining a monastery due to me abusing you so much last night. I know we took a view that last night was getting to know each other so I could trust you and relax more the next time... I think we achieved that and much more and the mind boggles at how we could have a more intense experience but I'm sure we will have a good try!! Before we met whilst I was very attracted to you I did have a concern that you would be and want too much, I think I mentioned I felt you would be a step further on my journey but now I think I need to come to accept that I am a dirty horny woman with an insatiable appetite and there aren't many men that can have me for breakfast! Take care, rest well and I look forward to the next time we kiss.


his reply...

Indeed, I shall reply later when I have recovered a little more but in short your a filthy deep-throating, fist-fuck loving cock slut, that you are. How nice it is to be able to use these words with affection!

xxx

todays sex

Had a stressful day but had 30 mins to spare before collecting the kids... I love rough sex when I'm stressed. I used to text or call the husband and tell him to be ready to take me when I walked in the door before we had the kids. Just pull skirt up, pull panties aside and fuck me hard till I came.

But seeing as I was alone and me and the husband haven't had sex for god knows how long (but I'm counting in years since we had true intimacy), fucking was out of the question.

Just me and my (extensive)toy box, and a head full of filthy thoughts masturbation was the only option.

Last weeks naughty escapades have my imagination refueled with possibilities. I imagined him (the lover) tying my while I'm asleep and waking up with him feeding his cock inside me, too late to protest but wet and aching for him whether I want it or not.

I came twice.... then collected kids from school... a little less stressed x

Caught up with an old friend this morning, I shall send him a link to this and make him smile... I met him on the orgional site I joined almost 2 years ago. He met the tall, dark, intelligent and handsome quotas but we never did quite get it together despite our best efforts something always prevented us.... like my husband turning up at the pub we where at or the fit of giggles we got when underwear finally was being removed when at my office for a late night drink and a play, hoping we would finally consumate out friendship. But alas we never did get there we are purely voyeurs to each others sex lives and he has been a good friend and confidant when things have gone wrong... and may I add he says I give exceptional head!

origional plan

Looks like he will find me asleep purely because I'm still up partying. Been having a wii night! Have won 12 out of 12 dance off's and remain champion hoola hoop! I consider that me prep for the next 3 nights, what else comes close to how many hip thrusts I will do?
I'm drunk and no doubt in the morning I will be hung over when faced with 3 kids wanting pancakes and before 7am.
Haven't started to pack except for toy bag has made it out the locked filing cabinate. New undies are hidden and need to pack work attire to stop hubby being concerned, mind you I doubt he would notice if I was hit by a bus at the min. Best friend even commented that she hadn't seen me and him speak tonight other than through the kids..... Ask daddy if he needs another drink etc...
We are just sharing space, for those that think I'm a bad person for having an affair my excuse is we haven't had sex for year dispite my begging, despite him laughing when I've come down stairs in the corset heels and stockings. I've tried it all, nothing has work so I salvaged myself and realised I might be worth something. I might be worth a second glance.
I still love him,spent over half my life with him, he just doesn't see me anymore.

Less than 20hrs till I'm seen by him, no longer invisable, I'm going to be a whole person again for r nights, 4 days.....

filthy mind

It seems that he has a plan that fits with my thought of being woken by him.

Saturday is still between us and I have a day of busy domestic rubbish followed by a mad night with a good friend and the kids. Pizza wine and dancing always make a good mix.

Sunday morning im sure will be full of a hangover but managable because of excitement. I plan to leave for my 'business trip' just after lunch and get to the apartment via food and wine shopping. I need the carpet picnic, an essential ingredient for any all night sex session. wine, cheese, italian meats and good bread always go down a treat!

I will spend the afternoon pampering, having a bath, doing feet.... he has a foot fettish so very important.... mind you I think I have one too!

Anyway back to the plan.... he plans to see how many fingers he can get inside me with out waking me... and lets face it I'm not going to wake up until I think there is enough!