Let me set the scene…

I am currently at a salon and sexting with Jon. He is out with his friends. This is our text messages back and forth:

Jon: I can’t wait to put my lips to your ear…

Me: Feel free to say very filthy things to me.

Jon: Yessssss… like how I love watching my cock slide between your lips… and how deliciously tight your asshole feels…

Me: I like that you watch. Do you watch your cock go in and out my other holes?

Jon: Always. I love watching my cock stretch your holes.

Me: Mmmm. I love that. I almost told you last weekend to just look at my pussy from behind. You would stretch it open and I love that right before you push your cock in. God, I’m wet now.

Jon: No orgasms, now. Your orgasm is mine for now, for me to give back to you tomorrow.

Me: Fuck, I’m horny right now.

Jon: I’d fuck you right there, in the middle of the salon, if I were there.

Me: This will be a tough set of hours to get through. I’m squirming. Ok she is going to wash my hair and all that crap.

Jon: No orgasms for you! I’m saving it for tomorrow, too.

Me: I like giving you boners. Makes me feel like I’m doing something right.

Jon: You give me a boner just from kissing you…

Me: I am sure other girls have done that before.

Jon: Doesn’t matter… when I’m with you, it’s all about you…

Me: That’s sweet. At least you know how to sweet-talk a girl.

Jon: I like to think I have a talented tongue…

Me: Yes. Why do think I always want your mouth on me? Yeah. You made me wet.

Jon: Good. I love how wet you get, I love sinking into you, feeling your warmth around me…

Me: Me too.

Jon: Wish I were fingering you and kissing you right now…

Me: Me too and very much.

Jon: By this time tomorrow, we might already be on our second fucking…

Me: Yes. Yes. I want lots of filthy sex. I would totally suck your cock under the table now.

Jon: I dunno, the restaurant is pretty crowded…

Me: Don’t care.

Jon: That’s pretty fucking hot. I want you to straddle me on the futon again…

Me: Oh…that HAS to happen again. So that means more porn.

Jon: More porn… I suppose, if you insist.

Me: Such a hard life you lead.

Jon: I’m pretty hard right now.

Me: That’s what I wanted to achieve. Seriously I would be stroking your cock if it was hard. I like to see what I can get away with in public.

Jon: If you were here now, we’d be leaving about now to get home as fast as possible…

Me: Mmmmm. I like that too. Would you let me stick my hand in your pants to stroke you on the way home?

Jon: Yes… I would let you open my pants and take it out, even.

Me: I love looking at your cock and watching you masturbate. It’s so hot to me.

Jon: I love rubbing it for you… it turns me on when you watch me.

Me: You really have a lovely cock. It’s pretty fucking nice. And big. And it fucks me magically to where I can come over and over.

Jon: I’m telling you, except for the haircut, we aren’t leaving the house. Unless it’s for food or something *really* important. I want to come in your mouth so bad right now.

Me: You fuck me till your dick won’t function and then you can use your finger till they are numb and then there’s the eleven. I seriously want you to jack off into my mouth. Like me on my knees with my mouth gaping open. With you watching the whole time.

Jon: I like jacking off with your lips around the tip.

Me: Jacking it into my mouth. Fuck, I’m so horny.

Jon: No orgasms. I want you on a hair-trigger tomorrow…

Me: I will be. Trust me.

Jon: Getting up to leave the restaurant now… wonder if anyone will notice my RAGING FUCKING HARD-ON…

Me: My nipples are hard.

Jon: I want to bite your nipples, and flick my tongue across them…

Me: I love when you do that.

Jon: I know.

Me: I like when you give my tits attention. My nipples can make me come.

Jon: Just about everything can make you come .

Me: I know.

Jon: I never get tired of getting you off. My hand might get tired or sore, but my brain never tires of seeing you come…

Me: Mmmm. I like that. I wish you could come as much as I do.

Jon: I’d die of dehydration if I came as much as you do. There would be no fluid of any type left in my body.

Me: I had to change my panties. They were spotted with wetness.

Jon: I want to taste your wetness… I want my face to be covered in it…

Me: I like when you go down on me and then kiss me so I can lick my pussy from your chin.

Jon: I’ve wondered how you felt about me kissing you right after… now I know.

Me: It really makes me ache for another girl.

Jon: Mmmm… I could make with you while she eats you, then you could make out with her afterwards…

Me: Fuck. Yes. God I want a threesome with you.

Jon: Multiple threesomes. Battery below 10%… all this texting is draining it.

Me: And me.

Jon: Going to bed soon… as soon as I finish collecting pics of hotness to email you.

Me: Ok. Goodnight. I need to sleep too. I’m glad we texted. Xoxo.

Jon: You’ll be getting links to hotness from me soon . Then I’ll sleep…

I hope you enjoyed a little peek into my life. Sorry for being so quiet but I have been very busy, but also busy fucking.

Something is in the air. It could be spring. It could be a phase. It could be the girl that Jon is dating. But he and I have blossomed into something that I can’t seem to explain and he and I have been racking our brains over it for days now. We decided to enjoy “this”.

This past weekend was such a blur of raunchy acts that I could not formulate a proper story. So instead I will give you 8mm flashes of the filthy sex we engaged in this past weekend.

Cue the black and white film with scratches because I bought it that way so I could be like the other artsy kids…

– 5, 4, 3, 2, 1…

It all started Thursday afternoon when he specifically instructed me in an email that I could not have an orgasm till Friday with him. I usually can go several days without an orgasm if I am busy but tell me I can’t come and then I am fixated on this sudden denial. I was on edge all evening. He also made a note that I was to drive down to his place from my work place with my Njoy Large Plug pushed in my ass because he was going to have all three holes in one sitting.

– cigarette burn

Friday I read emails from him as described how he couldn’t wait to come in my ass and I could feel myself wetting my panties. This day was taking forever to end and I still had a long drive ahead of me.

– cigarette burn

The drive down made me very aware of a stainless steel plug was nestled in my ass. Every bump, every lane change and every clench made me think of him and his cock pushing its way inside me.

– cigarette burn

He grabbed my head and shoved his cock in my mouth. He looked down at me as I pushed his cock into my throat. One of his hands in my hair and the other in my cunt. His hand then pushed my mouth to his balls as I sucked and licked.

– cigarette burn

His cock dipped into my cunt, “that is only to get it wet”. He pulled the plug out causing me to come and slowly pushed is cock into my ass. I am lost in the mix of pain and pleasure. “Your cock is so big,” I blurt out into the mattress.
– cigarette burn

“Do you want my fingers in you?” He asked against my lips.

“Yess,” I moaned.

“Do you want three?”

“Yess…”

“You want three?”

“Yess,” I beg.

He pushed three fingers inside me. He pushed. He pushed and I writhed against him.

“Come for me,” he groaned.

My body shuddered and while there was usually fluids spurting from his usual two-finger invasion it was all bottled up till he slowly pulled his hand away and brought it to my mouth as I sucked my own juices from his three fingers.

– cigarette burn

We were watching porn. I get up to use the restroom and come back to straddle him on the couch. We made out with my grinding my panty-covered cunt against his leg. I felt his hard on in his pants and I wanted him to fuck me right there.

He broke from our kissing, “Bed. Now.”

– cigarette burn

“I want you to wet these,” he pushed two fingers into my mouth. I sucked his fingers like a cock running my tongue around.

His hand slipped into my panties and slid into my cunt. I came instantly.

– cigarette burn

That is all I can remember for now. If Jon reminds me of more I may do a Part Two. So much happened that I could not keep it all straight.

Roll Credits….

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The following is a letter to Tony:

Yes, I told you this was a confession and now when I think of it more, I’m in a confessional booth with my hand between my legs. I like to sin and especially in a building of faith. I’ve been in a catholic church before and the only thing that kept my attention was staring at those booths and daydreaming about fucking in them.

But, I digress.

You’ve been heavy on my mind and last night I fell asleep listening to the audio files you sent me over and over again. Each time I listened to them I swear I heard a word or sound I didn’t catch prior. I lay there squirming, wetting my panties, fingers rubbing my lips, hand pushing the hair from my face and my breathing… my breathing almost matching yours. Listening to your varying stages of urgency made me crazy.

Your words.

Your breathing.

You saying my name.

You talking to me.

Triggered gasps and whimpers. I wanted to be with you so bad. I could see you standing there in the four walls of your bathroom. I could see your face, your hand and your cock. I had to try my damnedest to not moan out loud because he was sleeping right next to me.

At some point I turned on to my stomach grinding my cunt slowly into the bed. I’ve gone far too long without sex and probably too long without an orgasm. I missed our interactions and this was a worthy substitute. Part of me wanted to race off to the other room to frantically get off when you said, “Come with me” over and over. I can’t express to you enough how you talking to me went straight between my legs like a bolt of lightening. Lightening that I was getting off on.

When I pulled out my headphones I lay there thinking about what it would be like to actually talk with you and get off together. How amazing that would be, the both of us climaxing together and making so much noise that our neighbors would be highly jealous.

I drifted off to sleep and I know I dreamt of you but it was all foggy and I couldn’t grasp at the details when I woke up.

So there… my confession completely nude and with this never ending dampness.

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I’m high.

I’m dreamy.

I’m heightened.

It’s like taking a hallucinogen only it’s words that have flooded my mind. These words form vivid images, feelings and physical reactions. Skin flushed and warm. Perpetual wet panties. A constant throbbing between my legs. It’s what every girl strives for when interacting with another person.

All of this is taken with me into the bedroom and it’s not the same man. One man is fucking my mind while another man is fucking my body. They don’t know each other but they work together to make my sex life remarkable.

It’s a ritual now: my ass in the air, my head buried in a pillow and my hands gripping the bed sheets. He is behind me and I feel the tip of his cock meet my wet. I’m already anticipating it and his hands grip my hips. He draws this out and I’m almost holding my breath waiting. Waiting for him to penetrate me. I’ve waited all week for this moment. That second his cock pushes in and it robs my breath till his full length is inside. Immediately my body quakes and I push back against his thrusts.

I’m on fire.

My mind is flashing words and images. My groans are filling the air and gets the cue I want him to fuck me. He’s in a rhythm and my body is already betraying me. I’m shuddering, clenching and I grip the headboard. I’m coming on his cock and he whispers, “Yes” but my cunt pushes his cock out. I catch my breath and he’s aching to be back inside. He pushes and I vibrate into another orgasm and push him out. This goes on over and over till he grips my hips harder and his cock stays in as I thrash about coming over and over again.

I’m overwhelmed.

Orgasm after orgasm sounds like deviant fairy tale but the emotions flood with the pleasure. My body shakes uncontrollably as I feel his body stiffen behind me. His fingertips are digging into my hips and I am near pleading for him to come in me. I feel his cock swell one last time as he lets out a grunt emptying himself into me with thrusts and groans. His grip tightens before he lets go as his cock slowly slips from my clutches.

I’m fortunate. I’m lucky. I’m thankful.

Thank you to all the men in my life. Without you, I wouldn’t have this blog and I wouldn’t have the amazing sex and orgasms that you all give me.

Don’t stop.

I want more.

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Tony is new.

Tony is amazing.

Tony likes to keep me aroused.

He knows I’m aural and while I was driving into the office he sent me an audio file. It’s like having a present that you can’t open till Christmas. I watched the clock all day. I’m anxious and I know very well that I can’t just sneak a listen at it because I’m afraid of the response I will have. I can come from sound without even touching myself. How many can truly say that?

Finally, I’m home after the office, after the drive, after dinner…fuck really life? I strip with my phone in tow. I’m determined to hear this and I have only a slight idea what this is. I had instructed him to masturbate till he was about to come and then stop. What you don’t know is I have been tormenting him for days so just touching his cock at this point was going to give him a near orgasm.

I load the audio, it’s twenty seconds long and I grin. That meant he could only masturbate for twenty seconds before he felt he was going to orgasm. Yes, I’m proud of my efforts with him.

This is what I wrote to him after I listened to his audio:

Lying in my room with all the lights off. This heightens what I hear and feel. I listen to your audio the first time. My right hand plays with my nipple with the occasional grope. By the end I’m wet.

Second time I focus; your breathing, the urgency, the rush of your hand stroking your cock. My hand ends up between my legs. I want it to be your hand.

Third time, my lips are parted; my breathing almost in sync with yours. The slick wetness is coated on my fingertips that I envision are your fingertips as you rub my clit.

Fourth time; I’m climbing and I have your timing down. I want your fingers inside me. I want to come with you. I want to hear you come. My urgency climbs and I come when the audio ends.

Thank you for indulging me. It was really a very pleasant surprise.

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