This story comes with a little history lesson about me so I will get that out of away so it will flow properly.

I love being on top. I come intensely when I am riding a cock. There is a slight problem with me in this position…I can get very violent and I have punched my own husband in the face Californication style, except I punch better and harder than that girl on the show. I loosened Clark’s tooth and he just loves telling people how he may lose his tooth due to a punch in the face from his loving better half. I guess he’s proud that his wife can throw a punch and in the heat of passion.

Jon knows about this little incident so we both agreed a very long time ago that I would stay off of him since he is not into pain at all. Yes, I scratch and bite him up but I can’t control myself but at least we can keep a punch in the face from happening.

He was napping after our regular morning sex. I had only slept for a few minutes. It was his birthday and I wanted to wake him up with my mouth wrapped around his cock. I slid down the bed and pushed his cock in my mouth. I could tell he was awake and not really in a deep sleep. I moved between his thighs and proceeded to give him the raunchiest blowjob and I went above beyond the rules I wrote about. I suppose there could be a part 2 to “properly sucking a cock”. I could feel him about to come but it would subside. This happened several times and there are times when he just can’t come in the morning. However my sucking caused his cock to be very engorged and rather huge. All I could think about was stuffing his cock inside me. Then my mind flashed to that moment of sinking my cunt down on his cock. I started to tremble. I wanted to fuck him.

There was a moment of hesitation. I sat up and pushed up to his face and kissed him. He seemed alarmed by my out of behavior action. After I kissed him I sat up looking down at him, “Fuck me” I said with my hand wrapped around his cock.

I could tell he was tired, “Ok,” he whispered but I just sat there looking at him and he didn’t move. My body started to shake at the thought of riding him. Those few seconds of deciding on what to do, felt like an eternity. I pushed my leg across him and slid his cock in me in one motion. We both gasped at the same time and my nails immediately dug into his shoulders. I kept telling myself, “Don’t you fucking punch him, don’t fucking punch him!” as I pulled up and down on his cock. My body was already on edge at the thought of fucking him and I was teetering on an orgasm. His hands grabbed my hands from clawing at his flesh and I was lost as I fucked him slow and steady. I pulled upright and bent backwards trying to keep from falling off him. As I kept a pace, his cock kept hitting my g-spot and feeling this full length in me caused an eruption. Before I could react violently, I collapsed from him and writhed on the bed in the most intense orgasm I have had in a while.

While I was completely lost in twisting with my orgasm, he had gotten up and pushed himself between my legs. When I started to come down, he pushed his cock inside and I near screamed. My cunt clenched around him from my post orgasm contractions and this just sent more electric shocks through my body. Every thrust felt like a lash of lust. My body was in one long tremor. It didn’t take him long before I heard him groan and come inside me.

I guarantee you, I will be doing that again.

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It’s funny when one makes a conscious effort to do something against the norm and then feels a heightened sense of doing something wrong during execution.

He mentioned he wanted to see the movie Shame and I immediately planned it out in my head we would see it at night and I would go without a bra. I didn’t tell him this and he is probably finding out about this as he reads this blog post.

Walking in public with no bra on makes me wonder if people can tell. I’m not small chested at all but I was also wearing a hoodie. I really didn’t care. The theater was old with character and the seats were worn out. When the lights went down I pulled my hoodie off and nestled against his chest with his arm around me. My breasts were nearly spilling from out of my Victoria Secret undershirt with a lace trim along the bottom and I find this a bit of a distraction while the previews played. Yes, even my own cleavage makes me want to grab at them. Every so often I would find a reason to brush my fingertips across the exposed flesh.

During movie there are scenes that caused me to squirm. I would grab the inner seam of his thigh when something really moved me as my thighs squeezed together. The one scene that really caused a reaction was when the main character, Brandon was in a bar trying to seduce a young woman. He was talking dirty to her while pushing his fingers between her legs and we all knew he was fingering her. The fact that Brandon was well hung didn’t hurt either but him talking filthy was what sealed the deal for me.

After the movie I was flushed and quiet. Scenes were replaying in my mind over and over. I miss words in my ears. I miss getting off by someone talking filthy to me. It has been far too long. I ache for it like an addict. I need a fix and I’m at the point of desperation. Bruce has been busy and the problem with having the best is settling for anything mediocre. I guess I’m not that desperate yet.

We lay in bed and he is not really much of a talker when we engage physically with each other. We had kissed deep and his hand was between my legs and pushed into my panties.

“You liked that bar scene in the movie,” he whispered against my lips.

I gasped in both surprise and arousal. He spoke. His fingers pushed in near my g-spot.

“I can see you in a bar letting some guy finger you while he spoke dirty to you,” he spoke against my cheek and closer to my ear. He hit my g-spot and caused me to come. The fluid flooded out as I clung to him.

I could see the image he played out for me and I wanted it. I wanted to live that out, feel and hear it all.

I wanted to tell him that was my favorite scene in the movie but I couldn’t formulate words. Before I could even think about speaking, my head was buried in the pillows with him fucking me from behind.

I pick up on subtlety and details. I like a slow and long seduction that is dripping with arousal. I like word play. I want to play a deviant game of chess and it’s your move. Use your brain and mouth, not your appendages.

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Dear Future Male Lover,

You might think it’s so cute that I am always horny or even think it’s novel but it’s not. You won’t think that after you have left your seed in my ass, completely spent and I am pawing at you because I need to come again. I am insatiable when it comes to sex I only require mere minutes to feel this need to be used again.

I like porn.

I like watching porn with you.

I like watching porn with your cock in my mouth.

When I say I like filthy sex, I mean it. That means I enjoy your cock shoved all the way inside me with your hand wrapped around my throat and I don’t mean in a loving way. I want to let out aggression and I want you to let out your aggression on me. This means you can inflict pain upon me but never slap my face. Leave a mark because I want a reminder of our time together.

If you desire my ass and know how to fuck one, then by all means help yourself. If you want to make me come, rub your cock against my asshole. If you want to make me wet, spit on my asshole. If you want me to lose it, come against my asshole. I get very wet so no lube is required.

I’m not a fan of bondage but that doesn’t mean you can’t pin me down. I’m not a fan of flogging props but that doesn’t mean you can’t spank me with your bare hands. I am a fan of toys and especially shiny steel ones so please use as frequent as you like and along with your fingers and cock.

I’m very open minded sexually so if there is something you would like that will get you off, please speak up. It’s even better when we are talking about our sex life in public with people all around us.

If I am sleeping and you are horny, this is an open invitation to fuck me. I want you to want me and I want you to want fuck me whenever you feel the need.

If and when I cry after coming really hard you just need to hold me. We don’t need to talk about it and trust me it’s not you. If anything, be proud because when I come very intensely I will either: cry, be very angry or laugh. Just know you did a very good job.

I have a fantastic sense of humor and I don’t take things too seriously. If you want to crack a joke post fucking, please do so. I have a sick sense of humor so please indulge me.

I love to be wanted and when we are not together please feel free to text or email me that you want to fuck me limp. Knowing one is wanted is key to a sexual relationship and I never grow tired of being wanted.

I get off when you get off. I enjoy making you come and I enjoy swallowing your come. It’s not all about me but us and I want to make sure you getting off as much as I am when we are together.
I love foreplay. I love kissing. I love hearing your words in my ear. You want me “on” then make sure you do the part. I can make out for hours and have plenty of orgasms just by the heightened sense of arousal from those little gestures that are sometimes forgotten when two people engage physically.

Fuck my mind and you can fuck my body.

With Lust,
Dark Gracie

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It was a simple tweet: “Today, I plan on tormenting him.” He had read it but didn’t quite know what was in store for him.

Earlier in the morning we were having sex and he suffered from a dreaded leg cramp. The lack of fluids seems to get the better of us when we are together. He was not able to orgasm but I was lazily touching his cock and balls. His erection came back and it was at that point that I had decided I wanted to torment him during the day.

“I think today I will torment you.” I said with a grin. He smiled and I am almost certain brushed off my comment.

We went about our day as normal. We ate and ran errands. After we made it back home I went to the room to nap. I had decided after answering some emails that I wanted to nap with my ass plugged. I had this grand plan of watching porn with him that night, him plugging my ass with the Njoy 2.0 and me sucking his cock while fucking his ass with the Njoy Pure Wand. We women are very calculating however, that calculation does not always end as formulated.

I pushed my large Njoy plug into my ass slowly and fell asleep.

It was dusk when I felt him slip into bed with me. I felt his hand rubbing my back and I turned to face him. I was wearing a white tank top and black panties. He was still fully clothed.

We started to make out and I could feel his cock strained in his jeans. At one point he wanted to unbutton his pants but I pushed his hand away. I think at that moment he realized what torment meant. I rubbed the length of his cock in the jeans. I moved my head down and bit the head of his cock and listened to him hiss. I slowly unfastened his jeans and grabbed his cock outside of his boxers. He let out another gasp. I sucked his cloth-covered cock and I could tell this was making him crazy.

“Are you ready to go to dinner?” I said with a huge grin looking up at him.

He let out a growl, “So this is what you meant by tormenting me.”

“Yes,” I said, “What did you think I meant?”

“I thought you were going to tease me through out the day but then when you didn’t I thought you had forgotten.” He explained.

“Nu uh,” I said pulling his boxers down to reveal his cock. I stared at it very erect and throbbing. I pushed the head into my mouth and gave it a few sucks. When I pulled away he let out another growl.

“I knew you were going to do that,” he said.
I let a small evil laugh. I loved having this kind of control and keeping him from getting what he wanted. He rolled on his side to continue making out with me. His hand snaked between my legs to finger me. I immediately came when his two fingers pushed inside. I am certain he could tell I had a plug in my ass but when he pulled out and moved his fingers down he felt the metal.

“What’s this?” He said lightly touching and the handle.

I smiled and giggled a little bit at his discovery.

I pushed my mouth next to his ear, “Have I told you how much I love your cock?”

“Not lately,” he pushed from his lips.

“I love sucking on it. Gagging on it. I love how it feels in my hands,” I whispered in his ear while pressing up against him.

“Part of me wants to turn you over and just take you,” he growled.

Hearing him say that made me almost cave in. I wanted to tell him the two options he had was:

1. Wait it out.
2. Take me but I’m going to put up a fight.

He pushed his hand back down to the plug in my ass and started to play and pull at it. I kept squirming.

“I could be fucking your ass right now,” he whispered.

I let out a gasp.

“Pull it out and push it back in,” I whispered.

He slowly pulled the plug back out and pushed it inside.

“Again,” I groaned.

He repeated the task. The plug slipped back in easier than before.

“I can do this over and over but it won’t come inside you like my cock can,” he whispered.

I let out moan. I wanted to cave in. I wanted him to take me.

“Again,” I slurred.

He repeated the task. The plug didn’t resist going back in.

“I want to be in your ass,” he whispered.

I came at the words and felt the gush come from my cunt and soak my panties even more.

“I want you in my ass,” I said in a dream state.

“Do you want me in your ass?” He asked to make sure I was ready to seal the deal.

“Yes,” I didn’t resist nor gave it a second thought. The grave mistake I had made was try to torment a man when in fact I would be tormenting myself.

He pulled the plug out and I turned over pushing my ass in the air to greet his raging cock. Slowly he pushed the head of cock into my ass and I let out a moan. I can’t express enough how much I love that feeling of a cock being pushed into my ass. It’s better than being pushed into my cunt. He eased in as to not hurt me and when I felt comfortable with his cock in me I said, “Fuck me hard.”

He started to thrust in and out of my ass and he was right, no toy would give me this feeling, this interaction.

“Hurt me,” I blurted out.

His fingertips dug into the flesh of my hips as he slammed his cock deep in my ass. I knew he was near coming in me. I pushed back against his cock. I wanted to feel him coming in my ass.

“Come in my ass,” I slurred.

I don’t think he could hold it any longer and he let out a grunt as he came filling my ass. I clenched his cock and his body jerked every time I squeezed his cock. His cock slowly softened out of my ass and we fell to the bed panting and catching our breath.

“I didn’t think you would cave,” he said between breaths.

“That’s the drawback of tormenting. I want it just as bad,” I answered.

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As I opened the front door my heart started to race. All was quiet. I rounded the corner to his hallway and saw flesh on the bed. I smiled as he lay there with a raging hard on as he promised in a text message. My bags dropped to the floor along with my jeans. I felt shy, smiley and a bit of content. It had been four very long weeks of distance.

I slid on to the bed. There was no hesitation as our lips locked. I felt myself melting into his arms. His hand pushed into my tangled hair at the back of my head as my hand grabbed the hair on the back of his head. I pulled him into me more. I couldn’t get enough of his tongue in my mouth. My body was aggressive in what it needed from him as I pulled and tugged at him. Small noises escaped from out joined mouths and all that time being separated seemed to fall away.

His hand pushed between my legs and the game started as to how long could I continue to kiss him till I needed to break away and moan. His tongue was deep in my mouth as I sucked it till I couldn’t take it any longer. The orgasm was electric shooting up and down my body causing me to convulse.

My heart was pounding.

My mind was in a fog of lust.

I wanted to consume him.

My nails gripped his back as I clung to him. I started to bite his neck; his chin, his cheek and the bites were getting harder. His hand grabbed my hand and wrapped it around his cock. I squeezed and he let out a sigh of relief. It had been too long since I felt his cock in my hand.

There was no more waiting.

There was no more aching.

There was no more missing.

“Fuck me now.” I blurt.

I turn over, push my ass in the air and I quivered waiting for that first penetration. He slowly slipped the head of his cock in and thrust deep. I gasped at the shock of his cock invading me. I felt so overwhelmed that tears welled in my eyes. I was screaming, crying and pleading with God. My hands ripped the sheets from the bed and my body was his.

He came gripping my hips with his nails digging into my flesh. As he always did he waited till his cock was flaccid and inched from the depths of my cunt. He fell beside me as I tried to regain a sense of self and come back down to earth.

I looked at him with a smile, “Hi”.

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