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Jenna was small, short and petite. Black hair, she was cute with very large boobs in proportion to her body. She wore a Summery flowered dress and open toed chunky heels. I immediately noticed her small hands and feet.

James was taller, lean with brown hair and a mustache. He was taller than both of us.

We decided to meet in a gazebo located on the boardwalk at a south Florida beach not too far from their home. It was about a two hour ride for me. We had only exchanged a couple of pics, so we were all nervously looking around searching for each other. Some of the pics were of things that couldn't be recognized with our clothes on. He had mentioned in an earlier conversation after looking at one of my torso shots, that my cock lying on my stomach up to my belly button. So I knew this was one of the reasons they were interested in me. I had only seen shots of Jenna at this point.

They spotted me and came over and introduced themselves. We took a short walk to their car ad headed to a restaurant located on the inter-coastal waterway. We all ate seafood and got to know one another. Upon finishing lunch, we headed to get a motel room. I was nervous as James went in to pay for it and left her in the car with me. Jenna was already barefoot and flirting with me. James got the room keys and we headed to the room.

I sat in the motel room chair as they climbed on the bed and he pulled the dress over Jenna's head. She wasn't wearing a bra and that left her barefooted with just panties on. Jenna pushed her thong off as he pulled his shirt over his head and pushed his shorts off. I noticed her black pubic hair was trimmed and covering her pussy. He spooned her naked body from behind as they rocked on their knees on the bed in front of me. She leaned down and took his cock in her mouth watching me of of the corner of her eye. His cock was much shorter that mine but had about the same girth.

I stood up and pulled my shirt off and unbuttoned thee torn jeans I was wearing letting them fall to my ankles.

I knelled behind her on the floor beside the bed and began licking her pussy while she sucked him. She kept looking back at me as I tongued and fingered her vigorously. I stroked myself with my right hand as I licked her from behind.

Jenna was now creaming and moaning and I was stiff and erect. I climbed up on the bed in front of her and he got behind her and entered her from behind.

James was fucking her doggy style while she sucked my cock. All three of us were naked. Jenna's small hands stroked my dick while she sucked my cock. Her mouth was small too and she couldn't get much of it into her mouth. He looked over her shoulder intently watching every detail of at how she sucked and bounced her head up and down. He was obviously a voyeur. It turned me on that James was watching. He pumped her from behind as he looked on. I could feel her groans on my cock as he pushed deep into her. She maintained eye contact as she blew me.

He got really close and had to stop for a minute before he came too quickly. He pulled out and watched as she continued slobbering all over my dick trying to get more in her mouth.

He held his cock as it pulsated in his hand and stroked it ever so slowly.

Jenna rolled onto her back and I straddled her chest. She had very large breast and had obviously had a boob job at some point. I shoved my cock back into her mouth and started fucking her face. He entered her again this time in a missionary position. Every time he would push into her, she would swallow me a little more of me. The excitement was getting intense and my cock was throbbing in her mouth. I started fucking her face faster and I could feel him pick up his pace as well. The feeling became overwhelming and I began shooting my load into her mouth, on her face and in her hair. Jenna was surprised and obviously had no idea I was that close. Jenna looked at James with a cum covered face and his cock still in her and said " I had no idea he was so close!"

Once I came back to earth, I rolled off her and wiped her face with a towel. James was obviously super turned on by this and continued fucking her in earnest. Jenna begged him for it and talked dirty to him. He teased her with his dick. He had to keep stopping to keep himself from shooting. James fucked her hard with me lying beside them and pulled out and shot his huge load all over her stomach. He obviously knew how she liked to be fucked and could use his cock to satisfy her.

I offered them a towel and they accepted. Then James knelled behind her and she laid back against him. I sat stroking my cock in front of them. Jenna reached for her purse and took out a Pocket Rocket. She spread herself open in front of me and teased her clit with the toy. Within less than a minute of the small toy buzzing, she was thriving in an orgasm as her held her from behind and I watched intensely. She was soaking wet from the fucking and the recent orgasm.

We all gathered our clothes and got dressed. We drove back to the boardwalk where I had left my car. We discussed plans to meet again real soon and said our goodbyes and went our separate ways.

Our next meeting did not wind up happening for a few weeks. This time we agreed to meet at their house. I traveled to their home in another city and arrived mid-morning to a typical ranch style Florida home not far from the beach.

When I first arrived James had just cut the grass so he was taking a shower, Jenna let me in and offered a Coke to drink while we chatted and waited for him to finish. Once he finished his shower, we re-acquainted ourselves and move to the bedroom where we all disrobed and got naked.

James and I sat on the edge of the bed and she took my cock into her tiny mouth again. Jenna wrapped her small hand around the base as she stroked and sucked me. He watched eagerly and gently stroked his own cock.

Jenna raised her head from my mid-section and moved over to blow him. James was already sporting an erection from watching her pleasure me. I stroked myself as I watched her work on him. She sped up her strokes and buried her face onto his cock as he was much shorter than me and she was able to take all of him. He started to pant and breathe irregularly and started bucking into her mouth. She continued sucking him for all it was worth until he squealed and exploded in her mouth and she swallowed his load. She took it all without spilling a drop. His toes curled and his body tensed up as he rode through his ejaculation. He stomped his feet as Jenna milked him for every drop.

I was hard as a rock after watching this erotic scene play out right before me. I drug her up on the bed and slipped on a condom. I mounted her. She was already creaming and her pussy let me slip right in. James was recovering at this point and just sat back and watched his wife get fucked. She was very tight, probably the tightest pussy I have ever had. The wetness made up for the tightness. Jenna squealed with delight as I fucked her.

After a bit I pulled out and removed the condom. James alerted me that she wanted both of us in her mouth. This was the first time my dick had touched another, but who was I to turn down a blowjob. He was still pretty flaccid from his orgasm. She really had a hard time getting both cocks into her tiny mouth. She gave it all she had!

Once she came up for air. We all laid back and I went to licking that pussy again. I was probing her with my fingers as he kissed her and played with her tits. She spun around and started to give me head again while James finger fucked her from behind. She was on her knees facing me and sucking my dick. I stroked myself as she sucked me. He put more fingers in her and she was spraying his hand with her nectar. She panted and gulped as I stroked myself faster. She gasped and came as I shot my load in her face and all over my hand and stomach. The sheets were literally soaked where James had been fingering her so hard.

We laid there for quite some time and bask in the moment. I took a shower and got back on the road grinning from ear to ear.
 
Jenna was small, short and petite. Black hair, she was cute with very large boobs in proportion to her body. She wore a Summery flowered dress and open toed chunky heels. I immediately noticed her small hands and feet.

James was taller, lean with brown hair and a mustache. He was taller than both of us.

We decided to meet in a gazebo located on the boardwalk at a south Florida beach not too far from their home. It was about a two hour ride for me. We had only exchanged a couple of pics, so we were all nervously looking around searching for each other. Some of the pics were of things that couldn't be recognized with our clothes on. He had mentioned in an earlier conversation after looking at one of my torso shots, that my cock lying on my stomach up to my belly button. So I knew this was one of the reasons they were interested in me. I had only seen shots of Jenna at this point.

They spotted me and came over and introduced themselves. We took a short walk to their car ad headed to a restaurant located on the inter-coastal waterway. We all ate seafood and got to know one another. Upon finishing lunch, we headed to get a motel room. I was nervous as James went in to pay for it and left her in the car with me. Jenna was already barefoot and flirting with me. James got the room keys and we headed to the room.

I sat in the motel room chair as they climbed on the bed and he pulled the dress over Jenna's head. She wasn't wearing a bra and that left her barefooted with just panties on. Jenna pushed her thong off as he pulled his shirt over his head and pushed his shorts off. I noticed her black pubic hair was trimmed and covering her pussy. He spooned her naked body from behind as they rocked on their knees on the bed in front of me. She leaned down and took his cock in her mouth watching me of of the corner of her eye. His cock was much shorter that mine but had about the same girth.

I stood up and pulled my shirt off and unbuttoned thee torn jeans I was wearing letting them fall to my ankles.

I knelled behind her on the floor beside the bed and began licking her pussy while she sucked him. She kept looking back at me as I tongued and fingered her vigorously. I stroked myself with my right hand as I licked her from behind.

Jenna was now creaming and moaning and I was stiff and erect. I climbed up on the bed in front of her and he got behind her and entered her from behind.

James was fucking her doggy style while she sucked my cock. All three of us were naked. Jenna's small hands stroked my dick while she sucked my cock. Her mouth was small too and she couldn't get much of it into her mouth. He looked over her shoulder intently watching every detail of at how she sucked and bounced her head up and down. He was obviously a voyeur. It turned me on that James was watching. He pumped her from behind as he looked on. I could feel her groans on my cock as he pushed deep into her. She maintained eye contact as she blew me.

He got really close and had to stop for a minute before he came too quickly. He pulled out and watched as she continued slobbering all over my dick trying to get more in her mouth.

He held his cock as it pulsated in his hand and stroked it ever so slowly.

Jenna rolled onto her back and I straddled her chest. She had very large breast and had obviously had a boob job at some point. I shoved my cock back into her mouth and started fucking her face. He entered her again this time in a missionary position. Every time he would push into her, she would swallow me a little more of me. The excitement was getting intense and my cock was throbbing in her mouth. I started fucking her face faster and I could feel him pick up his pace as well. The feeling became overwhelming and I began shooting my load into her mouth, on her face and in her hair. Jenna was surprised and obviously had no idea I was that close. Jenna looked at James with a cum covered face and his cock still in her and said " I had no idea he was so close!"

Once I came back to earth, I rolled off her and wiped her face with a towel. James was obviously super turned on by this and continued fucking her in earnest. Jenna begged him for it and talked dirty to him. He teased her with his dick. He had to keep stopping to keep himself from shooting. James fucked her hard with me lying beside them and pulled out and shot his huge load all over her stomach. He obviously knew how she liked to be fucked and could use his cock to satisfy her.

I offered them a towel and they accepted. Then James knelled behind her and she laid back against him. I sat stroking my cock in front of them. Jenna reached for her purse and took out a Pocket Rocket. She spread herself open in front of me and teased her clit with the toy. Within less than a minute of the small toy buzzing, she was thriving in an orgasm as her held her from behind and I watched intensely. She was soaking wet from the fucking and the recent orgasm.

We all gathered our clothes and got dressed. We drove back to the boardwalk where I had left my car. We discussed plans to meet again real soon and said our goodbyes and went our separate ways.

Our next meeting did not wind up happening for a few weeks. This time we agreed to meet at their house. I traveled to their home in another city and arrived mid-morning to a typical ranch style Florida home not far from the beach.

When I first arrived James had just cut the grass so he was taking a shower, Jenna let me in and offered a Coke to drink while we chatted and waited for him to finish. Once he finished his shower, we re-acquainted ourselves and move to the bedroom where we all disrobed and got naked.

James and I sat on the edge of the bed and she took my cock into her tiny mouth again. Jenna wrapped her small hand around the base as she stroked and sucked me. He watched eagerly and gently stroked his own cock.

Jenna raised her head from my mid-section and moved over to blow him. James was already sporting an erection from watching her pleasure me. I stroked myself as I watched her work on him. She sped up her strokes and buried her face onto his cock as he was much shorter than me and she was able to take all of him. He started to pant and breathe irregularly and started bucking into her mouth. She continued sucking him for all it was worth until he squealed and exploded in her mouth and she swallowed his load. She took it all without spilling a drop. His toes curled and his body tensed up as he rode through his ejaculation. He stomped his feet as Jenna milked him for every drop.

I was hard as a rock after watching this erotic scene play out right before me. I drug her up on the bed and slipped on a condom. I mounted her. She was already creaming and her pussy let me slip right in. James was recovering at this point and just sat back and watched his wife get fucked. She was very tight, probably the tightest pussy I have ever had. The wetness made up for the tightness. Jenna squealed with delight as I fucked her.

After a bit I pulled out and removed the condom. James alerted me that she wanted both of us in her mouth. This was the first time my dick had touched another, but who was I to turn down a blowjob. He was still pretty flaccid from his orgasm. She really had a hard time getting both cocks into her tiny mouth. She gave it all she had!

Once she came up for air. We all laid back and I went to licking that pussy again. I was probing her with my fingers as he kissed her and played with her tits. She spun around and started to give me head again while James finger fucked her from behind. She was on her knees facing me and sucking my dick. I stroked myself as she sucked me. He put more fingers in her and she was spraying his hand with her nectar. She panted and gulped as I stroked myself faster. She gasped and came as I shot my load in her face and all over my hand and stomach. The sheets were literally soaked where James had been fingering her so hard.

We laid there for quite some time and bask in the moment. I took a shower and got back on the road grinning from ear to ear.

Oh my, what a story. Did you ever meet again after that? I'm envious of Jenna- a MFM threesome is at the top of my sexual bucket list.

Thank you for sharing :)
 
Imagine the faucet in your bathtub drips. Slowly, maybe one drip per minute. Now imagine that you’re observing a no-touch time period– and the only thing you’re allowed to use to stimulate your clit is that drip.

How many hours a day would you spend lying in the bathtub?

How long before you could learn to orgasm from a single drop of water?

*****

Answering the questions is not necessary if you would like to participate. They are just things to consider, but please feel free to share your thoughts.

I am managing this situation, the dripping, and I want to make sure that the cold drips are able to fall directly on your clit without any awkward angles or contortions on your part. Perhaps they come from an adjustable shower head. Very well, the rule concerns nothing but contact of drips and clit. All around the glans itself, the lips can be spread open and subjected to some pressure; the opening into your core is there to be penetrated; what else is it there for? Your nipples will need to be clamped, your mouth stopped with a gag. You will not receive even the first drip until your g-spot has been manually identified and massaged, your perineum subjected to some pressure, and a small lubricated plug inserted anally. You will be told to squeeze tightly on a small cucumber as it is pushed into your opening and to hold that squeeze as your lips are parted even further, your vulva fully exposed, and the first cold drip is to arrive very shortly. You hair is pulled back and the expression on your face photographed. You, slut, are now ready for the precise application of the first drop.
 
All New World

I come home from work and see that the package I ordered has arrived. It is in an nice case that could easily be slipped on a bookcase and look normal.

I open the box and examine my new prostate device. The Aneros Vice.

I put the batteries in the vibe and experiment with the nine different settings. The device itself is made of silicon and feels very nice.

It looks large at first glance. However, I am very intrigued. I take a hot shower and prepare myself. I lay a towel on the bed and lube up the device with a layer of Vaseline and a thin layer of coconut oil. I lube myself and begin to push it inside of me. It inserts with very little effort. Size is full but feels nice as you feel it on all sides or all the way around.

The vibe is powerful and extends though the device due to the design. I chose a high speed setting for this session. Make sure you lube the vibe before inserting it into the device, otherwise it is difficult to remove.

Have tried KY, Olive Oil. Vaseline and Coconut oil. So far coconut oil seems to be the best. Since it is filling and making contact, the lube is important for the most comfort.

I laid on my back with my knees bent. I continue to apply pressure as it slips in deeper and I can feel the vibrations on my prostate. I am wearing a cock ring but at this point I have not touched my cock.

About 7 to 10 minutes after inserting it, I began to sustain an erection without any contact. It continued to grow on its own. Small spasms were starting on the inside. My prostate feels like it is burning inside me. My erection gets stiffer, which is different than the experience I had with the Rocks Off Naughty Boy. With that massager I came with my cock completely flaccid.

I am starting to feel euphoric as my wife enters the bedroom. She can tell I am in pure ecstasy.

Wife began lightly touching my cock as the sensations continue. A few minutes of light touching and teasing result in an even firmer erection and awesome feelings.

She then takes my cock into her mouth and performs a fantastic blowjob. As she pushed down on the base, I could feel the vibrations deep in my balls. I continue to contract around the device and enjoy the vibrations.

She began tugging at the device and pushing it forward and inward as she continues to devour my cock. This created a nice sensation and I began stroking myself. The spasms grew stronger and closer together.

By this time I am moaning and flinching uncontrollably and I can feel the cum rising up my cock.

She continues to coax me and tell me not to rush myself and enjoy the ride. Breathe.

At this point I am bucking and lifting myself up from the bed, She is watching the head of my cock anticipating my orgasm. The device feels like it is moving on its own plunging deep into me.

I cross over the edge and the fluid starts to flow from the head. Not shooting like a regular ejaculation but more oozing and overflowing in copious amounts.

She continues her tugging and pushing through my orgasm .I lay still and enjoy the waves and vibrations for another five minutes or so after the fluid had stopped flowing like a cool down period.

As I lay there panting, the wife gets out her Jack Rabbit and begins to masturbate beside me. This provokes me to grab some coconut oil and stroke myself. Her toy is nibbling at her clit and she hold herself open with her other hand. Her breathing get quicker and more jagged as the buzzing toy continues. I see her clitoris glisten with her own juices. She began to squirm and pant and blast into a wonderful orgasm. I coax her to ride it and she rolls into another one as I stroke my now erect cock again.

I rolled over and got in a missionary position to make love to her! I slipped into her with the Vice thrusting into me with the kegels and the pumping movements I was making . It was wild , like it was thrusting into me pushing me into her...almost involuntary and not in my control. Like the best of both worlds!!

I am getting an erection just rethinking it!

After a bit I realized that I was probably pouring precum and pulled out not to cum in her.

I finished off stroking myself, letting my knuckles stroke her clitoris area with each stroke and grinding against her. Mind blowing second orgasm with the Vice exploding in me at impact!

What a fantastic lady!

Fast forward three months...

I received my new Progasm Ivory on Friday but have had a house full of company until this afternoon. I found myself with a short time alone and decided to try it out to see what it was like.

Being I was on a short time frame, I slipped a condom over it and rubbed a little bit of coconut oil on the already lubricated condom.

Surprisingly it felt large on insertion even though I have been using the Vice for months. The .05 inch larger makes a noticeable difference. Also the neck is longer on the Progasm than the Vice which allows you to pull it in deeper and hit different spots. It seems to move less that the Vice does but feels very filling.

I walked around with it in for a few minutes allowing it the maneuver inside me and within a few minutes I was starting to pant and twitch. Very different than the feelings I have experienced with the Vice.

As I said I was on a short time frame so I hadn't even removed my clothes all the way.

I wound up at the bathroom counter in front of the sink with the Progasm in me and pants down around my ankles.

I began stroking and it felt as it was pounding me from behind. I have never experienced anything quite like that. It was mind blowing intense. Almost violent! I shot profusely pushing my scrotum against the cool marble counter top until I emptied myself completely. I actually pushed the Progasm out on orgasm but I chock that up to too much lube.

There I stood with my knees shaking and my cock drained still in my grips. saying "Wow, what just happened?"

I am thinking there will be many new adventures to follow. Can't wait to try it during intercourse. I love this thing!

You guys that haven't tried prostate massage because you think it's about a gay thing are definitely missing out on a brand new world!
 
He had been playing with her for hours, bringing her to the edge and back down over and over. Her pale skin was flushed, and coated in sweat. She breathed heavily and with each exhale whimpered and moaned greedily for more.

"What's on your mind, love?" he asked. He climbed on the bed and sat on top of her legs, pinning them together underneath his weight. His hands moved up the sides of her body until they reached her soft, luscious breasts. He cupped each one, letting her feel the weight of each in his hand. She sighed as he ran a thumb over each taut nipple.

Edging exponentially heightened the sensitivity in her nipples. With each pass of his thumb over the sensitive nerve endings she bucked unsuccessfully underneath his massive frame. Even though he was clothed, she knew his erection was pressing hard into the zipper of his slacks. She could see the outline of his thick, throbbing cock, and this excited her further.

"Right now love, I don't care about this..." his hands moved from her breasts, down her stomach, and over her mound. He pressed gently into the soft flesh over the pubic bone and stroked. Her hips thrashed beneath him, wishing and wanting his fingers to dip lower and finally ease the ache in her needy, wanton clit. But no... he just stroked the fleshy, smooth mound over and over and watched her eyes darken with primal, fiery need.

He moved his hands slowly back to her breasts and continued, “I don't even really care about these." His hands cupped her breasts from underneath and squeezed before continuing to her nipples, adding, "Just these.”

His dark eyes looked into hers while he pinched and pulled each thick, dusky nipple with index and middle fingers.

“Uuunnnnnnnggggg,” she moaned. Helpless, she surrendered to his touch and succumbed to the blissful torture his fingers inflicted.

The pads of his thumbs rolled round and round. “What a sensitive thing you are,” he whispered. He flicked one thumb over the nipple, while the other thumb continued its steady pace. Every brush of his fingers emphasizes the lack of touch to her throbbing, wet cunt. Her muscles contract and release, desperate to squeeze around something- anything. His fingers continue to roll around and around and it sends shivers through her spine. She raises her hands to his thighs and pulls his slacks, digging nails into his flesh.. Her hips buck instinctually and feels his hard cock rubs against her belly. She bucks again, knowing there is nothing to rub against, her needy pussy needing friction and not getting the message.

He removes one hand from a nipple and gently grips her throat. Bending to her ear he whispers, “Stop that, love,”. She forces her hips to settle and it causes her body to tremble. She bites her lower lip, fiercely seeking some sort of control. His fingers squeeze tighter around her neck and he looks into her desperate eyes.

“I said… stop that,” he says calmly. She gasps as he squeezes harder, then releases his hand from her throat. Juices pool down her ass and her first reaction is to buck again, but she resists the temptation.

“Good girl, now put your hands down,” he says, smiling. She hadn't realized her hands were still on his thighs, nails leaving crescent moon divots through the fabric of his slacks and into his flesh. She looked down and saw a pool of precum staining the front of his pants. The sight almost made her lose control again, but she looked away before her body rebelled.

“I’m sorry,” she says, placing her hands back on the sheets. She feels shame for not being able to follow his simple instructions.

"My pet is having a hard time controlling herself, isn’t she? You just cannot help yourself when I make you feel so good… there, there…” he brushes a strand of hair away from her face and caresses her cheek.

She looks up and meets his eyes, asking, “Can… can you bind my hands so I’m not a bad girl?”

He flashes his crooked smile and plants a kiss on her forehead, “Good girl, asking for help when you need it.” She lets the warm feeling of praise wash over her as he climbs off the bed and shortly returns with a pair of hand cuffs. He cuffs her wrists and ankles to the bed before straddling her again.

"Now you don't have a choice but to be a good girl for me and let me take what I want," he says.

In the warm sea of trying to be a good girl, she had forgotten about the matter at hand. She was, however, quickly reminded when his fingers found her nipples again.

He started slow, rubbing with the pads of his fingers, unsure if she was imagining the sensation of the whorls of his fingerprints as he rubbed. She whines as the grooves of his padded fingertips rub round and round, and she tugs at her bonds.

"So sensitive, love," he says, rolling her taut nipples between his fingers again.

Moaning, she throws her head back and arches her spine.

"So sensitive, in fact, that I wonder if you could cum from them," he ponders out loud.

She gasps and opens her eyes wide, but all she can see is the cracked paint on the ceiling. He laughs at her reaction. Her cunt aches and squeezes for more, more more… and he thinks... that it is funny...

"You don't think so?" he asks mockingly.

How can this man be so sugary sweet, and sadistic at the same time... it drives her wild with lust. She shakes her head.

"But that's only because you've never tried" he retorts, pulling her nipples lightly. He pinches them and quickly releases, again and again.

"Oooohhhhhhh," she groans. They both know this means 'please don't be cruel' while also meaning 'please be cruel' and damn him for reading her so well as to just smile back sweetly.

He rolls them harder, interspersing that with little flicks and hard pinches. She cries out again, but the act is pointless. She knows that if he would just touch her, touch her pussy, her clit... anywhere but where he is, she could cum. Just a few measly seconds with one finger and she would scream for him.

"You're always so good for me" he says, in a voice that belies those cruel, torturing fingers. "Can you be a good girl for me?"

She feels a little distant, and all she hears is his praise. The only two things she is aware of right now are her pulsing cunt, trying valiantly to find some friction and cum, and her nipples, which are on fire. The only other sensation is the live wire between her nipples and cunt, and how the pulses of pleasure shoot down and then back up in a feedback loop, overwhelming her.

He pinches hard... harder than he has been. It hurts...

"Be good my pet: cum," he commands.

She never disobeys.
 
He had been playing with her for hours, bringing her to the edge and back down over and over. Her pale skin was flushed, and coated in sweat. She breathed heavily and with each exhale whimpered and moaned greedily for more.

"What's on your mind, love?" he asked. He climbed on the bed and sat on top of her legs, pinning them together underneath his weight. His hands moved up the sides of her body until they reached her soft, luscious breasts. He cupped each one, letting her feel the weight of each in his hand. She sighed as he ran a thumb over each taut nipple.

Edging exponentially heightened the sensitivity in her nipples. With each pass of his thumb over the sensitive nerve endings she bucked unsuccessfully underneath his massive frame. Even though he was clothed, she knew his erection was pressing hard into the zipper of his slacks. She could see the outline of his thick, throbbing cock, and this excited her further.

"Right now love, I don't care about this..." his hands moved from her breasts, down her stomach, and over her mound. He pressed gently into the soft flesh over the pubic bone and stroked. Her hips thrashed beneath him, wishing and wanting his fingers to dip lower and finally ease the ache in her needy, wanton clit. But no... he just stroked the fleshy, smooth mound over and over and watched her eyes darken with primal, fiery need.

He moved his hands slowly back to her breasts and continued, “I don't even really care about these." His hands cupped her breasts from underneath and squeezed before continuing to her nipples, adding, "Just these.”

His dark eyes looked into hers while he pinched and pulled each thick, dusky nipple with index and middle fingers.

“Uuunnnnnnnggggg,” she moaned. Helpless, she surrendered to his touch and succumbed to the blissful torture his fingers inflicted.

The pads of his thumbs rolled round and round. “What a sensitive thing you are,” he whispered. He flicked one thumb over the nipple, while the other thumb continued its steady pace. Every brush of his fingers emphasizes the lack of touch to her throbbing, wet cunt. Her muscles contract and release, desperate to squeeze around something- anything. His fingers continue to roll around and around and it sends shivers through her spine. She raises her hands to his thighs and pulls his slacks, digging nails into his flesh.. Her hips buck instinctually and feels his hard cock rubs against her belly. She bucks again, knowing there is nothing to rub against, her needy pussy needing friction and not getting the message.

He removes one hand from a nipple and gently grips her throat. Bending to her ear he whispers, “Stop that, love,”. She forces her hips to settle and it causes her body to tremble. She bites her lower lip, fiercely seeking some sort of control. His fingers squeeze tighter around her neck and he looks into her desperate eyes.

“I said… stop that,” he says calmly. She gasps as he squeezes harder, then releases his hand from her throat. Juices pool down her ass and her first reaction is to buck again, but she resists the temptation.

“Good girl, now put your hands down,” he says, smiling. She hadn't realized her hands were still on his thighs, nails leaving crescent moon divots through the fabric of his slacks and into his flesh. She looked down and saw a pool of precum staining the front of his pants. The sight almost made her lose control again, but she looked away before her body rebelled.

“I’m sorry,” she says, placing her hands back on the sheets. She feels shame for not being able to follow his simple instructions.

"My pet is having a hard time controlling herself, isn’t she? You just cannot help yourself when I make you feel so good… there, there…” he brushes a strand of hair away from her face and caresses her cheek.

She looks up and meets his eyes, asking, “Can… can you bind my hands so I’m not a bad girl?”

He flashes his crooked smile and plants a kiss on her forehead, “Good girl, asking for help when you need it.” She lets the warm feeling of praise wash over her as he climbs off the bed and shortly returns with a pair of hand cuffs. He cuffs her wrists and ankles to the bed before straddling her again.

"Now you don't have a choice but to be a good girl for me and let me take what I want," he says.

In the warm sea of trying to be a good girl, she had forgotten about the matter at hand. She was, however, quickly reminded when his fingers found her nipples again.

He started slow, rubbing with the pads of his fingers, unsure if she was imagining the sensation of the whorls of his fingerprints as he rubbed. She whines as the grooves of his padded fingertips rub round and round, and she tugs at her bonds.

"So sensitive, love," he says, rolling her taut nipples between his fingers again.

Moaning, she throws her head back and arches her spine.

"So sensitive, in fact, that I wonder if you could cum from them," he ponders out loud.

She gasps and opens her eyes wide, but all she can see is the cracked paint on the ceiling. He laughs at her reaction. Her cunt aches and squeezes for more, more more… and he thinks... that it is funny...

"You don't think so?" he asks mockingly.

How can this man be so sugary sweet, and sadistic at the same time... it drives her wild with lust. She shakes her head.

"But that's only because you've never tried" he retorts, pulling her nipples lightly. He pinches them and quickly releases, again and again.

"Oooohhhhhhh," she groans. They both know this means 'please don't be cruel' while also meaning 'please be cruel' and damn him for reading her so well as to just smile back sweetly.

He rolls them harder, interspersing that with little flicks and hard pinches. She cries out again, but the act is pointless. She knows that if he would just touch her, touch her pussy, her clit... anywhere but where he is, she could cum. Just a few measly seconds with one finger and she would scream for him.

"You're always so good for me" he says, in a voice that belies those cruel, torturing fingers. "Can you be a good girl for me?"

She feels a little distant, and all she hears is his praise. The only two things she is aware of right now are her pulsing cunt, trying valiantly to find some friction and cum, and her nipples, which are on fire. The only other sensation is the live wire between her nipples and cunt, and how the pulses of pleasure shoot down and then back up in a feedback loop, overwhelming her.

He pinches hard... harder than he has been. It hurts...

"Be good my pet: cum," he commands.

She never disobeys.

Boing! :eek:
 
I am managing this situation, the dripping, and I want to make sure that the cold drips are able to fall directly on your clit without any awkward angles or contortions on your part. Perhaps they come from an adjustable shower head. Very well, the rule concerns nothing but contact of drips and clit. All around the glans itself, the lips can be spread open and subjected to some pressure; the opening into your core is there to be penetrated; what else is it there for? Your nipples will need to be clamped, your mouth stopped with a gag. You will not receive even the first drip until your g-spot has been manually identified and massaged, your perineum subjected to some pressure, and a small lubricated plug inserted anally. You will be told to squeeze tightly on a small cucumber as it is pushed into your opening and to hold that squeeze as your lips are parted even further, your vulva fully exposed, and the first cold drip is to arrive very shortly. You hair is pulled back and the expression on your face photographed. You, slut, are now ready for the precise application of the first drop.

WHEW! I was worked up from writing my last post, and now I just read this. Good golly, I don't think I have the capability to edge at all anymore today lol. Thank you for your response Specula! :devil:
 
WHEW! I was worked up from writing my last post, and now I just read this. Good golly, I don't think I have the capability to edge at all anymore today lol. Thank you for your response Specula! :devil:

Then Let It Go like the song :rolleyes:
 
I come home from work and see that the package I ordered has arrived. It is in an nice case that could easily be slipped on a bookcase and look normal.

I open the box and examine my new prostate device. The Aneros Vice.

I put the batteries in the vibe and experiment with the nine different settings. The device itself is made of silicon and feels very nice.

It looks large at first glance. However, I am very intrigued. I take a hot shower and prepare myself. I lay a towel on the bed and lube up the device with a layer of Vaseline and a thin layer of coconut oil. I lube myself and begin to push it inside of me. It inserts with very little effort. Size is full but feels nice as you feel it on all sides or all the way around.

The vibe is powerful and extends though the device due to the design. I chose a high speed setting for this session. Make sure you lube the vibe before inserting it into the device, otherwise it is difficult to remove.

Have tried KY, Olive Oil. Vaseline and Coconut oil. So far coconut oil seems to be the best. Since it is filling and making contact, the lube is important for the most comfort.

I laid on my back with my knees bent. I continue to apply pressure as it slips in deeper and I can feel the vibrations on my prostate. I am wearing a cock ring but at this point I have not touched my cock.

About 7 to 10 minutes after inserting it, I began to sustain an erection without any contact. It continued to grow on its own. Small spasms were starting on the inside. My prostate feels like it is burning inside me. My erection gets stiffer, which is different than the experience I had with the Rocks Off Naughty Boy. With that massager I came with my cock completely flaccid.

I am starting to feel euphoric as my wife enters the bedroom. She can tell I am in pure ecstasy.

Wife began lightly touching my cock as the sensations continue. A few minutes of light touching and teasing result in an even firmer erection and awesome feelings.

She then takes my cock into her mouth and performs a fantastic blowjob. As she pushed down on the base, I could feel the vibrations deep in my balls. I continue to contract around the device and enjoy the vibrations.

She began tugging at the device and pushing it forward and inward as she continues to devour my cock. This created a nice sensation and I began stroking myself. The spasms grew stronger and closer together.

By this time I am moaning and flinching uncontrollably and I can feel the cum rising up my cock.

She continues to coax me and tell me not to rush myself and enjoy the ride. Breathe.

At this point I am bucking and lifting myself up from the bed, She is watching the head of my cock anticipating my orgasm. The device feels like it is moving on its own plunging deep into me.

I cross over the edge and the fluid starts to flow from the head. Not shooting like a regular ejaculation but more oozing and overflowing in copious amounts.

She continues her tugging and pushing through my orgasm .I lay still and enjoy the waves and vibrations for another five minutes or so after the fluid had stopped flowing like a cool down period.

As I lay there panting, the wife gets out her Jack Rabbit and begins to masturbate beside me. This provokes me to grab some coconut oil and stroke myself. Her toy is nibbling at her clit and she hold herself open with her other hand. Her breathing get quicker and more jagged as the buzzing toy continues. I see her clitoris glisten with her own juices. She began to squirm and pant and blast into a wonderful orgasm. I coax her to ride it and she rolls into another one as I stroke my now erect cock again.

I rolled over and got in a missionary position to make love to her! I slipped into her with the Vice thrusting into me with the kegels and the pumping movements I was making . It was wild , like it was thrusting into me pushing me into her...almost involuntary and not in my control. Like the best of both worlds!!

I am getting an erection just rethinking it!

After a bit I realized that I was probably pouring precum and pulled out not to cum in her.

I finished off stroking myself, letting my knuckles stroke her clitoris area with each stroke and grinding against her. Mind blowing second orgasm with the Vice exploding in me at impact!

What a fantastic lady!

Fast forward three months...

I received my new Progasm Ivory on Friday but have had a house full of company until this afternoon. I found myself with a short time alone and decided to try it out to see what it was like.

Being I was on a short time frame, I slipped a condom over it and rubbed a little bit of coconut oil on the already lubricated condom.

Surprisingly it felt large on insertion even though I have been using the Vice for months. The .05 inch larger makes a noticeable difference. Also the neck is longer on the Progasm than the Vice which allows you to pull it in deeper and hit different spots. It seems to move less that the Vice does but feels very filling.

I walked around with it in for a few minutes allowing it the maneuver inside me and within a few minutes I was starting to pant and twitch. Very different than the feelings I have experienced with the Vice.

As I said I was on a short time frame so I hadn't even removed my clothes all the way.

I wound up at the bathroom counter in front of the sink with the Progasm in me and pants down around my ankles.

I began stroking and it felt as it was pounding me from behind. I have never experienced anything quite like that. It was mind blowing intense. Almost violent! I shot profusely pushing my scrotum against the cool marble counter top until I emptied myself completely. I actually pushed the Progasm out on orgasm but I chock that up to too much lube.

There I stood with my knees shaking and my cock drained still in my grips. saying "Wow, what just happened?"

I am thinking there will be many new adventures to follow. Can't wait to try it during intercourse. I love this thing!

You guys that haven't tried prostate massage because you think it's about a gay thing are definitely missing out on a brand new world!


Prostate massage is fantastic, I love giving it :devil::D Your toys sound fabulous :D

I'm glad you liked my new one. Thank you for taking the time to share your stories here with me, and for reading mine!
 
Prostate massage is fantastic, I love giving it :devil::D Your toys sound fabulous :D

Mind blowing! So glad I discovered them.

I'm glad you liked my new one. Thank you for taking the time to share your stories here with me, and for reading mine!

Likewise :cool:
 
WHEW! I was worked up from writing my last post, and now I just read this. Good golly, I don't think I have the capability to edge at all anymore today lol. Thank you for your response Specula! :devil:

Are you writing these as you are posting them?
 
Thanks for visiting and for reading :)

I'm no stranger to enjoying pictures, but describing it in detail and picturing it in my own mind makes it exceptionally delicious for me :devil: :D


I agree completely. Often the pictures we paint in our own mind are the most erotic by far. :D

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thought:

Sunday morning in bed after working late Saturday night. Your SO tosses and turns enough for the morning light outside to stir you awake from a pleasant though instantly fading dream.

Your SO embraces you in a full body snuggle. You can feel the heat of whatever pleasant dream he was having pressing against your spine. He whispers good morning gorgeous in your ear and asks if the English maid you don't have is working today.

You smile. He obviously liked the British accent you tried out on him yesterday as a joke more than he let on.

You smile to yourself under your veil of hair.

"Don't be naughty," you answer in your best fake British accent. "She's a good girl and good girls don't work on Sundays."

"I heard she not a good girl at all. In fact, I hear she's downright bad," he counters.

Mmmm, apparently some of them are indeed. :devil:
 
I agree completely. Often the pictures we paint in our own mind are the most erotic by far. :D

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thought:

Sunday morning in bed after working late Saturday night. Your SO tosses and turns enough for the morning light outside to stir you awake from a pleasant though instantly fading dream.

Your SO embraces you in a full body snuggle. You can feel the heat of whatever pleasant dream he was having pressing against your spine. He whispers good morning gorgeous in your ear and asks if the English maid you don't have is working today.

You smile. He obviously liked the British accent you tried out on him yesterday as a joke more than he let on.

You smile to yourself under your veil of hair.

"Don't be naughty," you answer in your best fake British accent. "She's a good girl and good girls don't work on Sundays."

"I heard she not a good girl at all. In fact, I hear she's downright bad," he counters.

Mmmm, apparently some of them are indeed. :devil:

Tee hee hee, I'm so glad it worked :D:devil:
 
Tee hee hee, I'm so glad it worked :D:devil:

Me too! Your turn next! :D

another thought:

Throwing on a pair of skinny jeans with a one-size too small white tank and some fuck-me shoes and going to the grocery store in the middle of the afternoon to pick up a few things.

Then lingering in the produce section, I'm picky about which strawberries I buy. Then which fresh pineapple. Then, which cucumbers until I sense that a tall, dark, scruffy guy (or two!) who looks at least ten years younger than me has noticed.

I push my cart to the wine and beer section, pausing at the meat section to inspect the steak and then sausage selection, deciding to pass and move on.

After buying the most expensive bottle of champagne they have, with my super cute, caught smiling at me twice admirer in tow I glide over to the cereal aisle and pick out a large squirty bottle of honey and then move over to the next aisle and pick out a large squirty bottle of chocolate syrup.

I aimlessly wander up and down a few other aisles, giving him (them?) the chance to pick up whatever he/they came to the grocery for. Then I make my way to the almost empty self-checkout area.

We smile at each other again. I absently bump my cart into his (or one of theirs). We make small talk. He glances at my cart and says it looks like I'm celebrating something. I smile and lie that my husband finally signed the divorce papers so I'm celebrating my new freedom.

He/they offer to help me to my car in the parking lot with my groceries. It's a sunny but chilly December afternoon. I probably should have worn a bra. We stand in the parking lot chatting about the weather or the recent victory or loss of one of our dumb local sports teams. It's obvious, very obvious, I'm freezing. My nipples are like little brown diamonds but I act like I don't notice that he/they notice.

We keep chatting as I load my groceries into my car. Bending over in front of him again and again so that he/they have ample opportunities to glance down my top and at my offered up for his/their pleasure ass.

I glance at my watch and rake my blackberry manicured fingers thru my long, straight, jet black hair. Hub's not only won't mind any promiscuity on my part, he won't be home to enjoy the evidence for hours so I ask, "Are you/you guys doing anything right now? Want to help me celebrate my freedom?"

Words aren't necessary to know his/their answer(s). Their bulging jeans tell me everything I need to know.

God I love grocery shopping by myself in the middle of the afternoon sometimes! :devil:
 
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Me too! Your turn next! :D

another thought:

Throwing on a pair of skinny jeans with a one-size too small white tank and some fuck-me shoes and going to the grocery store in the middle of the afternoon to pick up a few things.

Then lingering in the produce section, I'm picky about which strawberries I buy. Then which fresh pineapple. Then, which cucumbers until I sense that a tall, dark, scruffy guy (or two!) who looks at least ten years younger than me has noticed.

I push my cart to the wine and beer section, pausing at the meat section to inspect the steak and then sausage selection, deciding to pass and move on.

After buying the most expensive bottle of champagne they have, with my super cute, caught smiling at me twice admirer in tow I glide over to the cereal aisle and pick out a large squirty bottle of honey and then move over to the next aisle and pick out a large squirty bottle of chocolate syrup.

I aimlessly wander up and down a few other aisles, giving him (them?) the chance to pick up whatever he/they came to the grocery for. Then I make my way to the almost empty self-checkout area.

We smile at each other again. I absently bump my cart into his (or one of theirs). We make small talk. He glances at my cart and says it looks like I'm celebrating something. I smile and lie that my husband finally signed the divorce papers so I'm celebrating my new freedom.

He/they offer to help me to my car in the parking lot with my groceries. It's a sunny but chilly December afternoon. I probably should have worn a bra. We stand in the parking lot chatting about the weather or the recent victory or loss of one of our dumb local sports teams. It's obvious, very obvious, I'm freezing. My nipples are like little brown diamonds but I act like I don't notice that he/they notice.

We keep chatting as I load my groceries into my car. Bending over in front of him again and again so that he/they have ample opportunities to glance down my top and at my offered up for his/their pleasure ass.

I glance at my watch and rake my blackberry manicured fingers thru my long, straight, jet black hair. Hub's not only won't mind any promiscuity on my part, he won't be home to enjoy the evidence for hours so I ask, "Are you/you guys doing anything right now? Want to help me celebrate my freedom?"

Words aren't necessary to know his/their answer(s). Their bulging jeans tell me everything I need to know.

God I love grocery shopping by myself in the middle of the afternoon sometimes! :devil:

I want to go grocery shopping with you Liz :heart::devil:
 
As she rounded the corner and entered the dark room, she could make out the silhouette of his naked body facing away from her. She could make out the faint sounds of his hand sliding up and down his hard cock. She could see his arm moving and she knew he was masturbating thinking of her.

She inched into the room for a better view. She now had a side view of him jacking his stiff member. She could hear his labored breathing over the stroking sounds he was making. His eyes were closed and his head thrown back in obvious pleasure from the coaxing of his own hand. A drop of semen pearling on the tip of his rigid cock. His lips are moving however she can't quite make out what is saying.

She feels a tingle on her clit and realizes that her wetness is forthcoming. She slides a hand into her shorts and flicks her bean as she is enthralled watching this erotic scene. She then realizes what he is saying." Fuck me baby, make me cum for you." This caused her pussy to gush and forced her to stifle a squeal. His strokes became quicker and more distinct. She stroked herself in harmony with his every move. All at once he spoke out louder calling her by name and stating "I'm cumming baby, I'm cumming for you!"

This pushed her over the top and her orgasm took over as the semen flew into the air. Copious amounts of cum flowed over the top of his hand spilling onto his belly. His moans and jagged breathing filled the sounds of the room.
She leaned back on the wall and rode through her orgasm never taking her eyes off of him. He panties are soaked with her own fluids. She does her very best to keep quiet as she rides out her climax.

As he slowed his stroking to a stop, she quietly slips back out of the room stealing one last look at his naked body. Beads of sweat shined on his shoulders and buttocks. He releases his cock and it still stands proudly glistening with his cum. He hangs his head forward exhausted from the powerful orgasm. The erotic scene will be burned into her memory forever.

She would never tell him what she had witnessed, and he would not ever tell her that he knew she was there masturbating with him.
 
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Not at all. I like feeling how wet they get and keeping it with me. :) Or leaving them somewhere else. :devil:

So do I.

Okay then, let's do this. We'll each wear a pair of silk panties that will be sure to show any wet spots real good. I'll wear an emerald green pair and you can wear a cherry red pair.

We'll get all worked up and then at the self-service check-out line we'll each take them off and try to scan them in the scanner reader thingy and act all confused why the machine suddenly isn't working until we cause a small scene :D
 
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