Breakfast of Champions

We had discussed the idea of me waking him up with head many times, however I was always either too shy to do so or the timing just wasn’t right (usually had to rush off to work when staying over on a work night). Last weekend I was determined to be brave enough. It had been a long time since we played and I needed it badly.

I woke up next to him and rolled over to spoon. As I glanced down I noticed his morning wood. That was the encouragement I needed. I began running my hand up and down the length of his body, feeling him all over, taking it all in. With each stroke I let my hand get closer and closer to his cock.

In a sleepy moan, he rolled over to his side facing away from me, but pulling my into a big spoon/little spoon position. He clutched my hand to his chest and went back to sleep. I snuggled against him, content to be in his arms. He finally let go of my hand and I began rubbing him all over again, getting a little bolder with my hand.

I let my hand linger around his cock, feeling what I had access to. As I felt him twitch alive again he grabbed my hand and pulled it to his chest again. I took that as a hint to leave him alone and snuggled up to him again. I admit, I was a little annoyed, but was understanding and patient.

A few minutes later he woke up and I commented about the heat in the room. He told me to go take a cold shower. Annoyed, I asked him if he thought I needed to cool off in more ways than one. He chuckled and said no, but that he was dreaming that I was feeling him all over. I told him it wasn’t a dream, but he kept pulling my hand away so I took a hint.

He said he didn’t realize that he stopped me in his sleep because he very much wanted me to continue. I grinned mischievously at him as we both adjusted ourselves so that I had access to his cock. I began by just rubbing through his pajama shorts, until his cock got hard.

Once he was hard, I slipped my hand inside to rub through his boxers. I reached inside the flap and gently pulled out his cock. I rubbed and stroked for a bit, until I stated that I wanted to suck it. He said that I could and freed himself from his shorts.

I excitedly curled up next to him and bent my head. I kissed the tip, then softly ran my tongue around before lowering my mouth onto him. I was so happy to have his cock in my mouth again. I massaged my tongue around him, while beginning to suck and move my head up and down his shaft.

I was very enthusiastic in my efforts, as I desperately wanted to make him come and taste him. Once I got a steady rhythm, I picked up my pace and suction. I could tell he was getting close, and I oh so desperately wanted to switch my rhythm and technique so that I could keep going, but getting him to orgasm was my goal. He said between breaths that he was close and I kept up exactly what I was doing. He started gently grinding his hips into my face. I followed his rhythm and kept going.

I finally heard the words I have been wanting to hear since we started dating. He was coming. He moaned the sexiest of moans and shortly after I felt his sweet, hot liquid shoot into my mouth. As his orgasm slowed down, I slowed down, making sure to clean every last drop. I swallowed easily and moved up to cuddle him some more. He held me, and we thanked each other.

“Now, how about we go find something for you to eat other than come?” he said jokingly.

I smiled and told him that I just had the breakfast of champions, full of protein. We giggled and cuddled some more before getting up to get dressed and starting the day.

Poem – First Kiss

I keep dreaming about our first kiss

One night you were hesitant and shy,

Slow, soft, gentle, and sweet

In all my dreams you are sweet

Another night, another dream

You were a little bit more confident, less shy

You kissed me with the passion that I have come to miss

Bold, strong, certain, and confident

Last night, the latest dream

We had our first kiss

This time we went farther than a kiss

I knew it was just a dream, but I went with it

Passionate, intimate, and sexy

Starting off slow and uncertain

Ending in blissful smiles of contentment

This is what I want, this is what I need

Our first kiss

Fantasy – Board Game Night

It’s board game night and I am sitting between the boyfriend and an old coworker I have a crush on. I finish my turn and lean back on the futon and close my eyes. I am horny and it has been a long day. The boyfriend leans back after his turn as well and puts his arm around my shoulders, his hand hovering over my breast.

Feeling bold, I rested my hand over his that was hovering and push down. He immediately got the hint and got a handful of tit before giving a few healthy gropes. I grinned and giggled and he did it once more before taking my hand in his. Closing my eyes again, I relax next to him.

I start to imagine a MMF threesome with the two men on either side of me. I think of them each taking a breast in their mouth and teasing my pierced nipples with their tongues. I then start thinking of our hosts, a couple and their roommate. How perfect would it be if we all just had an orgy right there in the middle of the living room.

I craved the feeling of having two mouths cover my body at the same time, no side left untouched. The boyfriend mirroring ex-coworker’s (ECW) moves and vice versa. I wanted them both right then and there. I picture them both getting up to stand in front of me. I see myself reaching to undress each of them, all the while our gracious hosts are getting to business behind the two sexy men before me. With determination and concentration, I manage to use one hand each to get their pants unbuttoned, unzipped, and cocks exposed at the same time.

At that thought I feel a flood of wetness flood my panties. I have always wanted to suck two dicks at once and this is finally my chance. I warp a hand around each of them and lean forward. I lower my mouth onto the boyfriend first. I start by kissing the tip of is cock before slowly taking it in my mouth inch by inch, all the while swirling my tongue. I get the boyfriend good and wet before switching to ECW’s cock and doing the same thing. I switch back and forth between the two beautiful cocks before me, only switching when one starts to sound like they are enjoying this a little bit too much.

I realize it’s my turn for the game, so I hastily make a move before leaning back into the futon. I picture the boyfriend slowly start to strip me and ECW joining in. Simultaneously we all switch positions. I lay myself across the futon and ECW gets between my legs while the boyfriend gets at the opposite end. The boyfriend positions himself to get himself back in my mouth. ECW has no trouble sliding his penis into my soaking wet pussy.

I clench my kegels at the thought, imagining the feeling of penetration, and seeing him thrust his body and begin to fuck me like I deserve to be fucked. ECW reaches to begin to rub my clit while the boyfriend reaches to fondle and tease my boobs.

Its my turn in the game again so I make a move and get back to fantasizing. The two guys decide to switch. ECW wants a blowjob and the boyfriend wants to fuck me. He gets between my legs and plunges his cock deep inside my cunt and I tighten around him. At that same time, ECW gets his cock in my face and I hungrily take him in my mouth.

I can tell the boyfriend is close and so I decide to try and make ECW lose his load at the same time. I give my best sucking, tongue swirling massage that I could manage at that awkward angle. I want them to come at the same time. The boyfriend is closer and tells me so. Just then ECW tells me he is close, almost like the boyfriend saying he was close was that trigger he needed to get over the edge. At that second, the boyfriend began his orgasm. Seeing the boyfriend hit his climax made ECW reach his.

Slowly I came back to reality. I made my turn in the game we were playing. I was losing horribly, but I was ok with it. I just imagined a very sexy fantasy.

 

Trying to Get Caught

I thought he would be on his way shortly. It was Saturday and my roommate was gone for the weekend. I unlocked the front door for him and texted him to let himself in. I got back in bed and grabbed my favorite toy. I hoped and fantasized about him walking in on me masturbating. I wondered how he would react, and what he would do or say.

Would he be into it? Or would it be a complete turn off to him? Would he even care? At this point it had been almost two months since we did anything naughty. I ashamedly admit that I was getting desperate.

I didn’t even need porn, I was so turned on at just the fantasy of him catching me, hopefully joining me. I had to edge for a bit, as it didn’t take me long to feel like I was going to climax. I hoped he would hurry.

I started thinking about whether or not I wanted to time my orgasm for when he walked in, or save it for when he was in the same room as me and realized what I was doing.

My thoughts got a bit darker then. What if the person to walk in was not him? Who would it be, and depending on who it was would I keep going?

Eventually I started to feel too good not to come. Since I was alone, I let my moans escape my throat. What if I moaned so loud someone heard and came to check on me? At the thought of anyone walking in at that point made me come even harder.

After my orgasm he texted that he was on his way. I thought about my poor timing and wondered if I should go for round two of trying to be caught. Unfortunately, at that point I lost my nerve and quickly got dressed and did one last clean up run through of my apartment.

Maybe I can gather the courage to try again next time. Next time I will wait for his text that he is on his way before I start to play.

Masturbation Woes

My masturbation count has sky rocketed. A combination of a returned sex drive after a long bout of depression finally lifted and having new toys to play with thanks to product reviews, I have had a lot to come to. With May being Masturbation Month, I have been particularly inspired to try for an orgasm (or more) a day. The more I masturbate, the more I find my mood lifting, making me want to masturbate more, craving orgasms.

Each toy gives me a different type of orgasm. Yes, they are all clitoral, but they have different depths to them. Mimi gives me long orgasms that sometimes leave a little bit to be desired (perhaps a cock inside)? The Womanizer gives me hard and deep orgasms, getting stronger the longer I let them go on. The Touch takes a little longer, but the strong and steady orgasm makes it worth the wait. Every day I think about the orgasm I plan to have. I wonder what kind of orgasm  would feel best for that moment.

So far the post doesn’t sound very woeful, I know. Don’t worry, I am getting there. The stories I have  are quite funny now, but they weren’t in the moment. In the moment they were quite depressing; woeful in many ways.

The other night I was craving Mimi. She was feeling pretty good, and I thought she had a decent charge since her vibrations were still pretty strong. I finally found a porn that was getting me pretty excited, build up for a big orgasm. I crossed the point of no return and let myself come. Right when I let go and the orgasm took over Mimi stopped cold. My orgasm sputtered out like a dying engine in a car. I laid there in silence for a second, taking in what just happened. Mimi died from a low battery, as toys usually do.

This wasn’t my first dead battery, but it was my first dead battery mid orgasm. It felt pretty awful in all honesty, both physically and mentally. Mentally I was revved up and ready to go, physically because it actually hurt. All that build up in my cunt and no release. It was peeing only a little bit and having to hold the rest.

After I gathered myself I reached for the Womanizer. I was gonna have this orgasm, I had to. I got to work and it was feeling good, even on my still sensitive clit. I felt myself about to squirt so I turned it off to make myself hold back. I wasn’t in the mood to sleep in a wet spot. Once my body was calmed down I turned the Womanizer back on. I was feeling good, feeling really close.

At that moment My cat jumped on my bed and required my immediate attention. I turned off my toy so that I could give him the attention he deserves. He curled up in my arms and fell asleep. I waited for him to wake up and move down to my feet.

I apparently fell asleep too, because I woke up when it was daylight, glasses still on, tablet (for porn) asleep at my side, Womanizer on the sheets between my legs and the cat at my feet. I had a sense of de ja vu and then realized that is exactly how I woke up the week before. So two weeks in a row I fell asleep masturbating. At least I managed to turn the toy off both times, unlike my college days where I burned out many cheap bullets that way.

Sexual Confession

**I have been trying to keep up the habit of writing and posting every day. I ran out of things to review and my sex life has been a bit lacking, so I googled “sex blog writing prompts.” I came across a set of 10 questions and prompts that pertain to sex.**

10. Write a sexual confession to your partner or someone you admire. Be straight forward or as kinky as you would like.

To my boyfriend Andy,

Remember that night last week when you were trying to study and I just kept sending you filthy things in hopes of distracting you? I sent everything from naughty sexts to pics of me in lingerie and sexy panties. Later on I sent some erotica I wrote about me getting to suck that lovely cock of yours.

Well, you never asked what got me so worked up, but I want to tell you anyways. It started with a picture meme that I saw on Facebook. It said “Relationship Goals” and showed a cartoon image of a female sitting on the toilet and her man standing in front or her aiming his stream into the open seat between his legs.

A few weeks ago I made a joke about peeing being one of my fetishes. I played it off as a joke because I didn’t know how you would react. You seemed to go along with the joke, but this is where I tell you I wasn’t joking. I really do enjoy watching men pee. It is still very embarrassing to admit, but I want to open up and be honest. Who knows, maybe it is your thing too. If it is not, that is ok. I understand and don’t blame you one bit.

So yeah, just seeing that picture got me worked up. I started fantasizing about us being in that situation, then I started thinking about the time I hopped in the shower and you had to pee before getting in. I tried not to be a creeper about it, but I got so turned on sneaking a peak while you took a leak.

So yeah, now you now. I hope this doesn’t scare you off.

Sexy Poem

**I have been trying to keep up the habit of writing and posting every day. I ran out of things to review and my sex life has been a bit lacking, so I googled “sex blog writing prompts.” I came across a set of 10 questions and prompts that pertain to sex.**

7. Write a poem about a sexual experience.

*Oh gosh, I haven’t written a poem since high school, which was over ten years ago. I used to write them all the time, I am not sure why I stopped. I was never good at rhyming, but I had good flow. I will give it my best shot. I ended up getting my old notebook and writing it out first. I am very rusty and my words feel a little cheesy. However, this little exercise has encouraged me to try poetry a little more often.*

Sensual. Touch. Intimacy

Seeing you gets me
Every kind of worked up.
Nothing gets me hotter than
Seeing you, kissing you, touching you.
Usually I am too shy to make a move, but
All I can think of is
Latching on; Kisses that linger, hands that wander.

Touch me there, touch me everywhere.
Over my soft skin, your hands explore.
Under my shirt is a sexy, lacy bra. Under my pants are
Crotchless panties. I whisper so and you grow hard.
Hard like the way I want to be fucked.

I let my hands wander down to your growing bulge.
Needing you so bad, I grow wetter with every
Touch. My pussy clenches in anticipation.
I want you so bad.
My mouth, my pussy, my hand, my ass;
Anywhere you want it, you can have it.
Can you feel that? This is what you do to me.
You feel so good, I don’t want it to end.

Real Fiction

**I have been trying to keep up the habit of writing and posting every day. I ran out of things to review and my sex life has been a bit lacking, so I googled “sex blog writing prompts.” I came across a set of 10 questions and prompts that pertain to sex.**

6. Turn a sexual experience into a piece of short fiction. Describe the setting. Use dialogue. Write erotic descriptions.

Chatting with a sexy friend, I admit to being horny. I told him my toys were charged and ready for me to come to bed. He reciprocates the feeling of being horny, and said he wished he could hear me play with myself. We talked about it and decided on an app that allowed for voice calls.

I quickly shut off the computer and hop in the shower before getting in bed. I message him that I am ready once I have my Womanizer and Mimi next to me. He starts the call and I realize I forgot one thing; headphones so that I can talk hands free. I quickly grab them from the other side of the room and get back in bed. Once I get the headphones positioned, I place the Womanizer on my clit and turn it on.

“Mmm, this feels really good,” I say out loud.

“Mmm, I am glad,” I hear him say. He starts moaning as well and I hear him play with his cock.

“Ooo, are you playing with your cock for me?” I ask, smiling.

“Yes. I am guessing you are naked right now?” he says.

“Oh, of course I am.”

“Good,” he says.

We listen to each other masturbate for a bit. I tell him it feels so good, and I shouldn’t be long. Of course in saying that, I made myself take even longer. We made some small talk, and I talked while switching between Mimi and the Womanizer when my wrist started cramping up. I told him it was one of my kinks to hold a conversation on the phone while masturbating.

After switching toys again I told him that on the bright side, my orgasm would be stronger since its taking longer than I had thought. He told me to take my time. Him saying that put me at ease and got me closer. We listened to each other’s moans and heavy breathing while we masturbated together.

“I am getting pretty close,” he told me eventually.

“Ooo, me too,” I said. “I am close. Oooh I’m coming, I’m coming,” I said as I started to orgasm. Him saying that he was close was what I needed to push me past the point of no return. As I came, my moans and breathing getting heavier, I listened to his moans as he reached his climax with me.

Once we were both done I giggled a bit. I explained that when I have a big enough orgasm I tend to giggle. It felt that good. I really enjoyed the fact that we were able to come at the same time. That made it so much better. I thanked him for the chat, but we both had work the next morning. We wished each other a good night and a smooth work day and hung up.

I went to sleep smiling to myself. That was just the release I had been needing. Thank you, if you are reading this. 😉

Sexual Fantasies

**I have been trying to keep up the habit of writing and posting every day. I ran out of things to review and my sex life has been a bit lacking, so I googled “sex blog writing prompts.” I came across a set of 10 questions and prompts that pertain to sex.**

5. Describe a sexual fantasy you have.

This one was harder to answer than I thought. I obviously have a lot of dirty fantasies, but the one that appeals to me the most is just sexy fun time in general. I haven’t had much of that lately. Any that I get is a huge treat and welcome surprise. To go along with the theme, I will describe a scene I wish and hope for every time I get some snuggle time with the boyfriend.

We are snuggling on his bed. I am trying to keep my wandering hands in check as I lean in for more kisses. I let my next kiss linger on, then finally getting a hold of his bottom lip between mine. I give a light suck and run my tongue along  his lip before giving the lightest of nibbles.

I feel him smile and his lower lip becomes free of mine. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer before taking my hand and resting it on his growing bulge.

“You see what you did?” he asks playfully.

“Sorry, not sorry,” I say with a mischievous grin. “I feel it, but I don’t see it,” I say, egging him on a bit more.

“Oh, you asked for it now,” he said, grinning. He let go of my hand he had placed on his pressing need and reached to undo his belt and shorts. I grinned and watched, my pussy clenching and tightening in anticipation of getting to play. I licked my lips as I watched his hard cock spring free of his boxers when pulled down.

I scooted myself down on his bed and got positioned at his hip. I put a pillow under my elbow and wrapped my hand around the lower half of his shaft. I slowly circled my tongue around the tip of his head. Once I get the head wet with my swirling tongue, I take it into my mouth. I begin massaging his head with my tongue while beginning to suck.

I start to slowly move my mouth up and down his cock, taking more of him each time I slide down. Once I get a good rhythm I pick up my pace, making sure to keep my tongue swirling with massage as I go. I let a low hum build in my throat and he starts to moan in ecstasy.

I take that as a sign that I am doing a good job and take my free hand to cup his balls. I gently massage them as I keep up the magic of my mouth. I am a terrible multitasker, but I manage to keep a somewhat steady rhythm and I work his cock with my mouth and his balls with my hand.

When I notice him start to seem close I change it up a bit and switch my mouth and hand. I begin sucking on his balls while I trace my index finger around his head before beginning pumping motions with my wrist and his cock. Each time I feel him start to get close I switch between mouth and hand, cock and balls.

I could do this all night, but I want to see him some for me. One last time I put my mouth over his cock, my hand cups his balls, and I get back into rhythm. This time when I feel him get close I let his climax build enough to let his hot load shoot into my mouth. As he comes, I slow down with the tongue massages, knowing hes sensitive there. I feel him pump his load down my throat and I swallow every last drop. Once his orgasm is over I slide back up to cuddle him before he kisses me goodnight.