Travelling around the bed

I was laying in bed on a Saturday afternoon, naked. I looked at him, still somewhat bashful even after all these months. He looked at me and my body did a little uncontrolled wiggle of excited.

"Well?" he asked. "Are you going to spread 'em or not?"

I giggled, and spread my legs wide. I had known he was waiting for my legs to spread so he could eat my pussy as he had told me he would do at some point this weekend, but at this moment it had been his suggestion. His offer to eat me "good."

He did not hesitate, but slid in between my legs, leaning on his right arm, as if we he were going to have a conversation with my cunt. He ran his left hand up my thigh, and my eyes closed in relaxation and anticipation. I thought I knew what was going to happen. I thought.

He started as he normally does, making me feel his hot breath on my lips and clit. I can tell he's so close, but he's not touching me so all I can do is wait. He took a couple more breaths and I felt my body yearn for his hot tongue. His breath was so hot, but I knew a soft, wet touch was imminent.

And there it was. Ohhhh yes, that familiar and yet I can never get enough of it: his tongue brushing gently against my clit. My body begins to relax and all that exists is my cunt for him. His short licks are focused on my clit but soon turn into these broad strokes that cover all of my pussy and so soon my voice is echoing in our room from my soft screams of pleasure.

I rock my hips up slightly to give him better access, and he holds me in the right position. I lose all thought and feeling in the rest of my body; everything that exists is in my cunt and that noise I am somehow making without effort.

His licks are driving me wild. Normally he doesn't just lick me. Normally there is tongue fucking, sucking, kissing. Fingers. Right now, there is just licking. He licks me up and up and up, the same motion. It feels so damned good and yet I'm not coming or even close to it. I'm just building and quivering as his tongue plays with me. Minutes pass.

And then, something unexpected. He turns his head sideways to my pussy, and his lips seal around my clit. He doesn't suck, but his tongue starts flicking across me. I am SCREAMING. I can't stop it. The pleasure is so intense and it doesn't stop. I orgasm three times and he doesn't even slow down or take a break.

All I feel is hot wet mouth on my clit and the small surrounding area. No air. Just his mouth and tongue and me. It's too much. Too much pleasure. I'm still screaming. My hands are through the bars on our headboard and I'm pulling myself away. I have to get away.

He has one of my legs, and he uses it to keep me to him so his lips are on me. Still on me. That tongue is flicking at me. Oh god it's too much - I have to get away!

I start pushing at the mattress with my free foot, and my body beings to turn sideways. My pushing left foot is off the bed, now I'm really stuck. I see my pillow go flying off the bed as failing arm tries to get some leverage. It brushes my bedside table and the lamp rocks back and forth. I'm trying to catch my breath from all the screaming but I can't.

My arms manage to grab the quilt and I pull - it does nothing. I'm now laying across the top of our bed, shoulders on his pillow, trapped with him on my pussy. I pull on the headboard to try and get away. I wiggle my hips. HOW is he keeping this air tight seal on my pussy? His mouth hasn't moved - it's all hot down there and now I am experiencing one orgasm after another. I'm overwhelmed. Blind. Parched. My hands find headboard and I pull/push myself against it and the matress and my shoulders are hanging over the edge of the bed - on his side. I've maneuvered across our king size bed desperate to escape the pleasure that is his mouth and my pussy.

He's followed me, he's glued to me. It's like a vacuum seal and I can't get away. I am screaming so loud my throat hurts. It's dry. I have a fleeting though that I could fall off the bed if I keep pushing myself - but how else to get away?

Hit him! I raise my hands to land blows on his shoulders and stop myself - or rather, a very strong orgasm rips through my entire body and I fall back, half of my off the bed and he's holding onto me as I scream, "Stop! STOP! OH GOD STOP! I CAN'T!" It's the best torture and I don't know how I am enduring it.

I shake my trapped leg, hard, and try to push him back away from me with my feet. He relents and I curl up on the bed, panting. Breathless. I'm still moaning, but I'm coughing. My throat is dry. I can't wet it. I try to talk, but there are no words. I still can't open my eyes.

"Why'd you make me stop?"

My eyes flutter, and what comes out are incoherent mumbles. I'm a crazy person, driven mad by pussy eating. He laughs.

"No, I don't think I'm done."

I whimper. He pushes my legs open and pauses. I briefly open my eyes and all I see is pure lust in his. I acquiesce and fall back on his pillow, his mouth attacks me again.

Name calling

I've never really been called names before the BF. I used to beg to be called "slut" and "whore" and the ex never understood why.

Because I asked, dammit!

Yesterday morning, I was woken up with naked cuddles. It was still early, even dark outside. We had hours still to sleep. But a very hard dick was placed in my hand and I knew what to do.

I toyed with it. Wake me up to play with your dick? OK, I'm going to touch the head. And ONLY the head. I won't let you take back control and you're not allowed to touch the head. At first he thought he was getting a hand job. But then I never continued my exploration of his penis beyond the head. I pretended like I was falling back asleep, so he reached and grabbed his cock, starting to jack himself off.

Sorry, this head is mine. I grabbed onto his had and started massaging it. His motions into my hand to push me off were not going to work. I just held on. Several times, I just held on and let him jack off the base of his cock, giving him the stimulation of having the head of his dick gripped, but no movement.

I knew I won when he said, "Oh, you torturous bitch!" in a gasp. I almost let him come. Almost.

I let him get close, really close. And then I stopped. I'll show you what a torturous bitch is. When he started to beg and my hand was cramping from the tight grip I needed to maintain control, I considered adding lube. But no, he woke me up so this was his reward.

I let him come all over the palm of my hand.

And then this morning was very different. Naked cuddles were again the start of our fun, but it started with soft kisses. Those kisses with lips playing and a soft sweep of the tongue. Gentle, patient. Building. You feel your desire spike and you reach for more of their body.

He reached for my hip, then travelled to my thigh, before reaching my clit. I adjusted my body and when I spread my legs wide for him, he said, "Good girl, good girl spreading those legs wide for me."

And when he forced eight clit orgasms on me, making me agree that I was a slut who was always ready and always wanting more, I couldn't argue. He was right.

Every orgasm, every body movement, every scream he told me what a good girl I was for him.

When I rode him reverse cowgirl after as a thank you, he spanked me, hard. He spanked me and said even good girls are spanked when I complained about how it was hurting me. The faster I went, riding his cock under me, the harder he slapped me.

And then his finger wandered into my asshole, already lubed up even though I didn't hear him do it, and I agreed to being a good girl all over again. Good girls get it in the ass.

At some point, I was too tired from the orgasms on his dick that I collasped on the bed, but he wouldn't remove his finger. "You like it, you know you do. Slut." I complained, I wiggled, I tried to get away but his finger stayed in me no matter how I moved.

And finally, he said, "Spread your legs, slut." And I did. On my stomach, head buried in the comforter from screaming, I spread my legs wide. He managed to keep his finger in my ass as he sat up and crawled over, placing his dick in my vagina once more.

I erupted in screams of pleasure as both finger and dick fucked me together. "I know, I know my good girl likes it. My slut." I did. My own screams and orgasm betrayed me as I fucked him back, wildly, hungry, desperate for more.

When he came in me, all he said was, "Take it! Take it you slut!" and I felt him pump cock into my very wet pussy.

See what calling names can get you?

Review: the Hitachi Magic Wand vibrator

The Toy
For months and months I have been craving and lusting after the Hitachi magic wand. And why not? It's a powerhouse vibrator; and I do love a good vibrator. The comments I see from women on twitter and some pictures I've seen on tumblr made the need all the more acute. I NEEDED to try out this toy. I accumulated a few Amazon gift cards and purchased it as a gift for myself... and the boyfriend, really. As always, its a toy I planned on using on both of us. What fun is a toy that has a single use? We can always find a way to use it on both of us.

It arrived while I was at work and I opened it at once. It was a bit heavier than I expected. I cleaned it off with an antibacterial wipe; since it is an electric item, I did not want to use any water on it. The head of the toy is made of vinyl that has a slightly textured surface, not smooth as I anticipated. The head is attached to the long handle with a narrow attachment that does have some slight flex to it. The handle is long with a button that has a low/high setting. The weight of this item allows it to have a good pressure against my body, but holding it for periods of time longer than 10 minutes really makes my hands and arms tired. The cord is long enough to plug in next to my bed and use in the center of my king-sized mattress.

There are many attachments for this toy, but I do not (yet) own any.

The Sex (for her)
It's hard NOT to orgasm quickly with this item. When I first turned this on low, I was shocked how strong the vibrations were - I could feel them not in my clit but my pussy lips, my mons veneris, my vagina, and throughout my pelvis. They were so strong that I could not isolate my clitoral sensation over the pleasure that was spreading over pussy. This was a very new experience for me; I'm not used to being overwhelmed like this. It took a minute or two to adjust myself to it. I didn't need a lot of pressure to feel my orgasm building - everywhere (although that certainly felt so good if I did do that). It was only a couple of minutes before my orgasm hit.

I'm not used to an orgasm coming from my whole pussy; not just a "clit orgasm" or "g-spot orgasm" or "vaginal orgasm." It wasn't either one but a kind of blend of the three, I think. It was intense. The boyfriend was shocked at how fast it happened. I took the Hitachi off of me for a few seconds to recover, but I wanted more.

Back onto my pussy, this time spreading my pussy lips wide so the Hitachi could directly touch my clit. The problem was - the head of this vibrator is so big that while it touches my clit, it is still touching so many other parts of me! The power and stimulation on my clit was a strong, rumbly vibration. There was no end to the strength of the vibrations; it felt like the vibrations ran through my pussy in neverending waves of pleasure. The overpowering feeling was almost too much, and yet not enough. My pussy was confused at how intense it all was.

I switched it onto high, and let it rest against my clit again. It felt easily three times more powerful than the low setting and made me practically scream out. I moved it around my pussy, holding it just outside my vagina. I could feel the vibes running up my vagina several inches; it was a wonderful feeling. Eventually my second orgasm did come, and boy was it a good one.

Another time, I started playing with the Hitachi, and the boyfriend was jacking off. I came once, quickly, and wanted dick in me. Now. So he got on top and pinned the Hitachi between us. His thrusting kept it on my clit, and the force of his fucking pushed me me over the edge again so quickly. He could feel the vibrations in his penis through his pelvis. Having him push it into me made the clit vibrations very noticeable while his dick stimulated my vagina. I had three orgasms and from the second one until he was done I was screaming and unable to control my body! It was very satisfying; I considered myself well fucked for the day... so much so, that I didn't want sex later that night.

The Sex (for him)
I've used this vibrator on him a couple of times. I tried using this on his cock, but the vibrations didn't do anything for him. I also used it on his balls and while it felt good, that's about the extent of his pleasure. It isn't an orgasm aid that way.

However, how it does feel good for him as an anal stimulation device. I've used this two ways. First, while plugged, I put the Hitachi on the base of the butt plug and let the vibrations travel through his ass. I alternated this with jacking off his dick and spanking him. The Hitachi was pleasurable, but not earth-shattering.

The other time I used this was the Hitachi itself up against his bare asshole as he jacked himself off. I started on low, and the strength of the vibrations surprised him; he couldn't believe it was low. He could feel the rumble of the vibes spreading up to his prostate just on low; I flipped it onto high once I saw his orgasm was getting closer; he loved the vibrations spreading through his ass. He came spurting extra hard.

The Judgement
Overall, I'd give this toy a 3/5. While this toy is excellent for masturbation and a quick orgasm, it can easily overpower you and, for me, make it harder to cum. The vibrations almost make my pussy go numb if I use it too long. Being numb from vibrations makes it really hard to orgasm. I've heard of buying a dimmer switch which can help me control the vibrations and really improve my experience.

I'd also like to get some of the attachments for targeted G-spot stimulation. That is really where I think this toy will shine.

He returned the favor

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Then I cried when he ate me out

Note: This is part 2 of a 3 part series on one evening of sex. Read part 1 here. 

 I laid back, waiting for him to make his move. Had I changed his mind?

Yes, I had. He laid down in between my legs to see my freshly shaved pussy. He laid sideways so one of my legs was over his body. I opened my legs far for him, and one touch of his finger to my clit, so light, so gentle, had my eyes closed tight. He slowly slid his tongue over my clit and I moaned loudly. He teased me lightly, fingers from both hands wandering around my pussy.

I moaned and cried out, he flicked his tongue across me rapidly. It was like heaven touching me. My whole world became my clit, my pussy, my vagina. A finger in me, gentle, barely there, tantalizing me as his tongue wandered up, down, and circled my clitoris. His tongue wandered down me, to the spot just below my clit.

As he teased me, he would stop his tongue and not move it, just let it sit on me. My body would tremble, and I begged him to move against me. He would sometimes remove his tongue altogether and yawn, I could feel his whole body fill with air. But he didn't act tired as he played with me, he continued loving my clit. His finger wandered further into me, fucking me gently as he sucked at my clit. His wet mouth felt amazing on me.

Then another yawn. But this time, I heard something different. He wasn't exhaling air. He was inhaling.

"Are you smelling my pussy?" I ask, bewildered.

"Mmhmm," he tells me. He inhales again, and I feel his fingers pulling my lips wider apart.  I am awed. he goes back to licking my pussy, and I feel a wave of emotions hitting me. My eyes prick with tears. I am overcome. He is eating me more intensely, and I'm moaning in high pitched almost squeals of pleasure.

He smells me again, and eats, and smells more. Now that he knows I'm aware of what he's doing, he's smelling me more, nose practically touching me as he fills himself with my scent.

I am overwhelmed. I start to cry a little as he eats and sucks at my clit. I'm almost to orgasm and I'm feeling the most wonderful, compelling joy I've ever experienced. He sniffs and smells me, he inhales as deeply as he can. Finally, I start to cum and it feels good but I'm distracted by my emotions of the moment. As I'm cumming his finger takes over my clit, but I push his wrist away. I can't take it. He stops and sits up, confused.

He looks at my face and asks what's going on. I look at him, and the reality of my experience takes over. I look at him with blurry eyes, I try to tell him, to find words. But I can't. Tears start to fall down my face and he puts a hand on my face and asks me gently what's up.

I try to verbalize the whirlwind I'm in, "I'm.... I'm... just..." and then I'm in full tears, crying. "I'm so happy!" with a sob I roll to my side and curl up into a little ball. He immediately surrounds me, holding me to him. He's cradling me against him and I'm wrapped around him. I'm sobbing into him. He's letting me cry. He's not sure what to say.

"You just... you just don't know what it feels like!" I cry. "To go from being told you're so dirty and gross to be loved like this..." I can't describe what I'm feeling. All I can do is just cry into him. "I never imagined that someone could ever love my body like this."

He holds me, and chuckles, "Honey, I love you. You are so beautiful, so sexy, I love every part of you. He was a moron you smell so good baby." He holds me tight to him.

I calm down and he kisses my cheek wet from tears. He makes sure I look into his eyes and he asks if he can continue making me cum, he's not done yet. I bashfully nod my approval.

He kisses my stomach as he crawls down in between my legs again. He smells me more, pulling my lips wide. He licks and sucks at me more and more. I'm in emotional ecstasy, and he makes a show of smelling me as much as he can. Big, deep breaths. He makes me cum twice more.

I feel vulnerable, close. He moves up to kiss him and I taste sweet on his mouth. But then he shows me his very hard dick, and he tells him he needs to fuck me, the smell of my pussy has made him rock hard...

to be continued.

He held my feet to his face

Morning is one of the best times to have sex... everything is waking up in your body with the best sensations you can feel. Its the best way to say good morning to your lover.

This morning we woke up with a hand gentle on my back and "Mmmm.... morning love." I stirred. I had been awake off and on too early, and I didn't want to wake up yet. But then he kissed my cheek, and when my eyes peaked open he was right there, smiling at me. I cuddled into him a bit. I told him I was still so sleepy, and he let me rest. I started running my hands up and down his back, from the top of his butt, up to his sides, and then to shoulders and neck and down.  After a few passes he opened his eyes wide and said that if I didn't stop I was going to make him horny?

"Oh, as if you're not already?"

He paused. "Yeah, I am," he laughed. "Well, then you better get this dick hard if you want it."

I reached down and started playing with him. After a few seconds, he asked, "Well, are you ready for me? I bet you are." He reached down and I opened my legs for him. His finger touched my clit and I could feel it was slightly wet. Then he moved down to my vagina and I could feel my slick wetness as he started to finger me.

His dick was hard in my hands, I was giving it soft, light, teasing touches. "You're so wet for me already," he said. "Why is that? Hmm?"

"What do you think?" I played coy.

"I dunno, why are you so wet so early?"

"Oh... cause you always make me set. You know that."

"Oh I do, hmm?" And he starts playing with my clit again, making me moan and gasp. I let go of his cock, and relax. I'm enjoying the moment as he plays with me. He does for a few minutes, then he tells me he needs my hand on him.

I reach down, and continue to jack him off. He's gone a bit soft on me, so start toying and teasing him again. He rolls over on to me and starts to kiss my face.He slides his dick in and I feel it fill me up. We start to have a slow, nice fuck.

I tell him that I'm so tired I may not cum... He goes to stop, and I tell him not to. Just because I won't cum doesn't mean I want to stop. I tell him to enjoy me as he wants. He grins, and starts fucking for himself. Its not focused on making me cum and delaying his own, its on making it good for him. He starts fucking me faster, running his hands down my body and gripping at the outside of my thighs. "Your body is so sexy!" he tells me, and we kiss.

"You're so beautiful," he tells me. "Let me see your smile. I love your smile, its beautiful."

I smile a little, and he asks again. Now I'm really smiling, and he's gripping my hips. He shifts up on my pelvis, and his dick is hitting me in just the right spot. I tell him I'm going to cum, so he keeps going, and I cum. Hard. Grabbing at his back. He holds my hips down as I arch my back into him. He slows for a little, then fucks more with a vengeance. He calls me his good girl for cumming so good and hard on his dick. That's what good girls do.

He pushes up so his arms are straight and fucks into me. I adjust my hips up so he can get in deeper - which he does. He starts to get lost in the pleasure of my wetness surrounding his dick. He loves how wet I get for him, and when I cum its all warm and hot around his penis.

He sat up, pushing my legs back and wide. I told him to use his slut like he liked, I would always spread my legs wide for him. He watched his dick slide in and out. He fingered my clit and I came again on his dick while he fucked me.

After my legs stopped quivering he pulled my feet up to his face. He put both of my feet on his face, and smelled them. I told him to sniff them more, and he did. He wrapped his arms around my legs, pinning them together and straight up against him. He continued to sniff my feet and I moaned so loudly. He begged me to wiggle my toes, wiggle them against his face. I did, and he moaned into my feet, hands now holding them to his face. He kissed them, fucking me harder.

I was so turned on by the way he smelled and held my feet. They turned him on so much, and seeing him worship them like this made me feel so incredibly sexy. Suddenly I was coming again and with my feet on my face, I lifted my hips up, moving his dick with me. My toes were scrunched against his face and he thrusted into me deep as he came in me, kisses covering the bottom of my feet. He held my feet through his orgasm.

I held him on my chest as we relaxed and cuddled together.

Formspring Friday: Problems orgasming during sex

Q. Hello... I have trouble having an orgasm through having sex, and oral. I use vibrators a lot in my spare time and wondered if there was a way I could get my orgasms back through having sex... any suggestions?
First things first - if you don't cum through penetrative sex, you are 100% normal and this is WAY more common than being able to cum from penis-in-vagina sex. Most women will never cum from vaginal penetration alone. (Are you listening - male partners of the world?) So if its not happening, don't be surprised and don't feel bad! Be honest if you can't cum this way - your partner needs to know how to make you cum. You know your body best, so be straightforward. There's nothing wrong with a little tutorial in giving a good handjob or how to use a vibrator on you. There's no reason why you can't have an orgasm with a partner, but its up to you to communicate what works for you.

This position + toy on your clit would be good to try

From the last part of your question it sounds like you used to cum through vaginal penetration, but are unable to do so now. You do cum through vibration - I'm assuming on your clit or a combo of vaginal/clit stimulation. So you know how to make yourself cum - now its getting you to cum with a partner, preferably while having penetrative sex with your partner. Perhaps you need to add some clitoral stimulation to sex. This can be done with fingers or sex toys.

Clit + dick = awesome

Positions: If you're in missionary, he can reach down and place a hand to help grind against you. You can use a cock ring with a vibrating bullet to stimulate you while he thrusts or grinds. You can also use a larger toy like a bullet vibe, finger vibe, or handheld vibe to hit the right spot. You can reach your own hand down to masturbate yourself while he's fucking you. Your partner can also shift their position on you so he/she is higher up on your pelvis and could possibly grind against your clit (this works wonders on me, personally).

One of the best positions is cowgirl, where you sit on top and ride him. You control the angle and the amount of penetration. This is the best position to get your clit involved - or have a toy positioned to ride against it. You can also try doggy style with a cock ring flipped around and aimed at your clit. Your partner can reach around you to manually rub your clit while you're being fucked.

Great way to please you both!

Now let's talk about oral sex. Not everyone can cum from oral sex. (If this surprises you, that's OK!) Oral sex is highly sensual and arousing - but it may not offer enough stimulation to cum from it. Maybe your partner just needs some tips - and that's ok. Here are a couple of links that give some great advice. First, my personal favorite (and the best advice I've ever seen on the subject) and then some tips from the blogging world from real-life people, and another, more basic approach.

Eye contact - wonderful.

Some women require stronger, more direct stimulation on their clit in order to cum. My advice then: try adding some fingers to the mix to stimulate your clit or vagina or both. Use a vibrator or dildo in your vagina while your partner goes down on you. Its your body and you'll know what's getting you there or not. If you still can't orgasm - they enjoy it still! It will still be wonderful and incredible and highly erotic. When you want to orgasm, have your partner switch to a toy or technique that will get you there.

So what if none of this works - then incorporate your current toys that do work and show your partner how to use them. Explore, try things out, talk, work together on it. After all, practice makes perfect.

Want to ask me a question? Just head to formspring.me/billikesscifi and ask anything you want. Really. Anything. Try me. I'll answer the following Friday.

He accused me of fucking a bigger cock

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A hand job, foot job, finger fuck, and then a fuck

It was late, an hour past the time we normally try to get to bed and still have time for sex. We had lost track of time video gaming... We both decided that the time wasn't important, we were both horny, despite cumming earlier that evening.

We laid down together, and the BF started playing with his cock. I wanted to cum really, really good... and that normally happens when he focuses all his attention on me. I decided to focus on him first, then we could switch to me. I ran a foot up his leg, then grazed his balls gently. He sighed, and looked at me. It was too tempting not to continue.  I repositioned myself and started rubbing his dick with the bottom of my foot, specifically my toes. He asked, almost unbelieving, if he was going to get a foot job. I give them rarely, not because I don't like to, just because its a lot of work to do.

But that look... I had to give him one. I had just shaved my legs that afternoon, and I knew it would be perfect. I ran my foot on his penis a little more, then positioned myself so my body was sideways to him, feet on his dick, laying back to watch the scene. He grabbed the bottle of lube and put some on my toes and I held his dick up, jacking him off up and down.

He reached over, running a hand up and down my smooth legs. His eyes said a million words to me, and he reached a hand toward my pussy. My legs were in a diamond shape, open wide at the knees but meeting at his dick with my feet. He reached a finger into my wetness, and started fingering my pussy.

This was new. He's never fingered me while getting a foot job. But then again, I've never had my pussy in reach. It's highly erotic to give a foot job and have your pussy fingered at the same time. He twisted over onto his side slightly, hips still flat, so he could hug my knee and watch his fingers work their magic. He told me he wanted me to cum really good for him, cum while jacking him off with my feet.

I didn't need him to tell me, I was already incredibly turned on and his fingers were making me clench my eyes shut as I tried to find the concentration to keep his very slippery dick in my feet, using my toes and the soles of my feet to jack him off however I could hang on to him. His fingers alternated between being in me or on my clit - my favorite pattern of off and on which excites me so much and gets me so horny. It didn't take long for me to cum. When I did, I paid attention to not kick him or move at all that would hurt his dick - I kept my feet as still as I could while my hips and arms moved as best as they could in my position. He toyed with me, playing with my clit, letting his movements slow with my orgasm, then suddenly attacking it again and triggering another. And another. And another. And a few minutes later, a couple more.

I was out of breath, and he asked me if I had cum good... yes, I certainly had. His dick was hard and still between my feet, slightly neglected from my multiple orgasms.  I went back to jacking him off. We added more lube as the first portion had dried too much... and now he was so slippery I had a hard time holding onto him. I gripped with my toes and he sighed over and over with "Oh baby..." and "Ohhhhh yes..."

After some efforts of using both sets of toes, then one set with the sole of my foot, then both soles, and jacking off against his stomach, he got up and stood at the end of the bed and pulled me to him. I leaned back on my elbows, and starting jacking him off between by big and second toes on both feet, up and down his dick, holding it flat against his stomach. His knees became week, and he leaned against the bed trying to remain standing. He didn't last long like that, especially when he started to watch my toes. He was turned on so much when his dick spread my second and middle toes apart... it was so slippery I couldn't keep consistent. I just jacked off as best as I could.

He laid back down, it was too intense and pleasurable for him to cum like that. I focused on one foot, jacking him off by curling my toes around him and running my foot in tiny circles as I moved it up and down his cock. His eyes rolled back in his head but he kept fighting to watch it. He told me how beautiful, how cute my feet were. I asked him if he liked seeing my toes scrunched around his dick. He gasped a yes with his head falling into the pillow, mouth open in ecstasy as I rubbed his dick. He started begging for more attention to his head, so I tilted my leg up at an angle to grab his head slightly before running my toes down his cock. Over and over and over. My foot kept slipping in the lube, disrupting the pattern... but this just teased him more and his pleasure was building.  I started telling him to cum on my toes, my legs were tired... my foot started shaking slightly from the exertion, and he saw it.. but it turned him on even more. He came with forced words and deep moans as we watched his cum spill onto his stomach.

We both laid back, exhausted. But I was so turned on from seeing him near orgasm for at least five minutes, I wanted to cum again. We pulled out my favorite bullet vibe, and he controlled both the bullet and the vibrations for me.

He toyed and toyed with me, quickly alternating from low to high to watch my body jump and jerk, my breasts and nipples moving in a way he wanted to watch over and over. He pushed it in me on high, then fingered my clit but not quite to orgasm, just enough to get me close before putting the vibe back on my clit and teasing me some more. It was a very long build and I knew I was going to have an amazing, incredible, silent-scream filled orgasm.

And then the bullet vibe broke. On high vibration... just a minute or two away from the orgasm I was so looking forward to. My frustration, anger, and disappointment was, to say the least, powerful. This vibe had lasted 10 days --- nine days longer than the 1 day bullet vibe it had replaced. I was furious and upset. I tossed it on the floor, flipped onto my stomach, and tried not to cry. My trusty, favorite toy had died, and there was no way I was going to get off now. I don't have a vibe strong enough, and I didn't want to get fingers involved. I sank into a horny despair.

The BF tried to call me over to him. I said something about giving up, and he could hear the emotions in my trembling voice. I didn't want to move, no matter how he called out to me. I was wallowing. He moved over, put his arm across my back, tucked into my body, and held me. He kissed my neck and told me it would be OK, it wasn't the end of the world. It sounds silly, but its what I needed to hear. He ran his hand up and down my body, playing with my butt ever so lightly. I was enjoying the comforting touches more than anything, letting him cheer me up from my near temper-tantrum of my toy breaking.

And then he slid a finger down and found a very wet pool outside my vagina, and started spreading it from vagina to clit, lightly grazing me. I moaned. I never get fingered on my stomach, it's always so intense and...  different. I prefer (aka, am used to) lying on my back. But this was different. He began scooping my cum out of my pussy, digging into me with a finger and exciting my vagina. I moaned into my pillow, and he started really fingering me. The sensations were all so different, I couldn't tell what he was doing... the sexiness of not knowing what was happening excited me more.

He started finger fucking me. Hard. Really hard. Making my ass move up and down, moving my body with my vagina and his finger (or fingers, I really don't know and he wouldn't tell me). I moaned and the moans turned to screams as I was hit with an orgasm. I could hear a grin as he asked if I liked that... I wanted more, so he started fucking me again, getting into a position where he could use those wonderful arms and their strength. He was hitting me in all the right places - deep, G-spot, pussy lips. It felt fantastic. I came twice more with this.

Then he spread my legs very wide, and crawled in between them. I felt his hard dick sliding in my wetness, getting wet. He found my vagina and started to slide in, pulling my legs shut on him. He straddled me. I begged him to fuck me. Not have sex with me, but fuck me. He did, and I begged for more. He was filling me up so much but it wasn't rough enough... not that I wasn't enjoying it, because I started cumming. As I was screaming loud moans I shouted to use me as his FUCK TOY. FUCK ME LIKE A FUCK TOY. And he did. It was rough and fast and hurt a little bit in just the right way. He came and I came as he gave his final thrusts into me.

I looked at the clock, completely satisfied. It had been one hour since we climbed into bed.

Orgasms on very little sleep = win

We had sex Sunday morning. It was good wake up sex. Sunday night I gave him a BJ - and he fell asleep within 60 seconds. I decided to wait until tomorrow to cum.

Monday night, I spoiled him rotten with a massage, full body kissing, then a long, sensuous handjob. I didn't want anything in return, it was his night. I decided I could wait one more day to cum.

Tuesday night he had a migraine and had to go to bed early. I ended up with insomnia, and even porn and masturbating twice with my trusty bullet vibe could not get me to sleep.

Wednesday I was almost dead to the world. Offsite work meetings on two hours of sleep... I managed to stay awake all day. I needed to get a good night's rest, but my insomnia often comes in batches, so I took 2 tylenol PM at 10p and waited for it to kick in. I laid on his chest watching Seinfeld for a couple of episodes, and knew it was time for bed.

He had been hinting about eating me out, and he knew I was due for some good cums. We climbed into bed, cuddled for a few minutes, and his fingers wandered down my body. He ran a finger down to my pussy and started running a finger from vagina to clit. I was so wet and he called me on it... he fingered me and told me he loved to watch me tremble as he gently stroked my swollen clit. "Why is your clit so big already?" he wanted to know.

What could I say? I was horny out of my mind. I only moaned my appreciation as he touched me where I needed it most. He pushed me onto my back and kissed down my body to start licking my wet cunt. I knew right away my orgasm was not far away. I was surprised at how loud I was already... but I was halfway to cumming and his tongue had only just started.  It was lapping at my big clit, driving me crazy. He stopped and blew lightly on it, then back to eating my pussy. He made long licks up my clit, and then pushed one finger into my pussy. I moaned, pushing into him slightly as I feel my orgasm cumming closer.

And then it becomes illusive, like I want it to much. Then he wanted to tease me, and he pulled off and started blowing on my clit, sending cold shivers up my back. My nipples grew harder, and I begged him to continue. He teased just a few seconds more, then resumed by licking my clit and fingering me deeper. I was getting closer to orgasm, and my hips started rolling up toward him. He sucked on my clit, making kissing noises as he released it. Suck, quick licks, suck, quick licks. He's fully finger fucking me now, and soon I'm cumming.

He doesn't even notice. He doesn't pause or take a break. If anything he starts going at me more, and it feels like his tongue and finger are in me. I'm cumming again, I hear my hand slap the bed, my other one is hanging onto one of the bars on the headboard. He's doesn't slow down. He keeps going, and orgasm 2 is so closely followed by orgasm 3.

He shifts positions, now kneeling with his head bent down rather than laying in front of me. The angle is new, it feels good but it seems uncomfortable. And then I feel it: his fingers on my G-spot, slowly rubbing, pushing. He knows when he hits it because I'm immediately shouting "Yes! Yes! There!!! Right there!!!" and I feel that sensation of I might need to pee. He's flicking at my clit, and my mind is overwhelmed by the two strong sensations. I try to relax my muscles, relax and try to pee... let go god please let go so I can squirt! Let my first squirt be like this so I can cover his face in it... Hit his mouth and nose so he can smell and taste it like I know he wants.

The sensation is growing stronger, but I can't pee... I'm trying but I know my muscles aren't right for it... and I feel like I'm right there... so fucking close yet I can't do it. I try to think positive, just enjoy it and let it happen. He continues going after me fingering me just in the right spot, better than he's ever fingered me before.  I feel the pleasure in my pussy getting stronger, the orgasm getting closer. His mouth takes over, and as I feel orgasm number four, I think how he must love my pussy squeezing at his finger as I cum and cover it in my wetness.

Four orgasms, and the tylenol is really kicking in. I care barely keep my eyes open. I'm barely coherent as I murmur something about how wonderful he is and how much I tried to squirt all over him. He knew I was trying, said he was hoping it would happen. We're both disappointed, but its not negative. Its said in a way that we'll keep trying, we know it will happen. I remember saying that this was my favorite method of trying so far.

He reached for the bottle of lube and started jacking off. I turned over and cuddled onto his chest, eyes shut. I kept thinking about him fingering that spot while licking me and the immense pleasure it was. I couldn't stop thinking about it. I told him my clit boner would not go away, I was too turned on from what had just happened.

He pushed me again onto my back, and started rubbing his dick on my clit. It was so sensitive, the sensation of his head hitting my clit was almost too much. I moaned and wanted him in me... I told him I wanted dick in me. Please fuck me, please. I think I begged him with "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me..." I can't remember completely, my brain was too groggy. He gave me what I wanted... the lube on his dick was still wet, and I was so wet. He tried to fuck me hard and deep, but it was so slippery he kept slipping out and clit fucking me instead.

I don't remember the next details. I do remember more clit fucking and he was trying to get me off that way... I wanted a clit orgasm, but I wanted dick in me. I remember pushing my hand down between us, slipping my favorite middle finger down onto my slick clit. I started masturbating myself while he fucked me slowly, letting me build up. He watched my pleasure build and started fucking me faster. I held my legs back, knees toward my shoulders, he held my shoulders with his hands, fucking me.

My orgasm hit me and I felt my pussy clench his dick as he continued to fuck me. I gripped his back with my free hand, the other furiously attacking my clit as the orgasm continued. It was strong and powerful, taking over my body. Highest pleasure filled my whole pelvis.

I know he fucked me more, I don't remember how long it lasted. I remember rubbing my hands on his back, my sleepy brain on an orgasm high. I don't know if he came first or I did, but the orgasms were hitting within a half second of each other. My orgasm surprised me. I was so sensitive that every movement he made seemed to increase my pleasure. While he came I was lost in orgasm, unable to think. His ended, and mine continued, brought on by his final thrusts and twitches. He relaxed a little, and my body responded with tremblings and shrieks. He relaxed more and I kept going, my pussy throbbing around his dick, my body unable to relax. He shifted to try and stay still, but it was pointless. I kept cumming... cumming... so he pulled out and my body went into a final peak of pleasure.

I don't remember anything else. The details now are hazy at best, but that last orgasm was the longest I've ever experienced.

Formspring Friday: Sex in the workplace?

Q. What's the naughtiest sexual act that you've done or want to do at your place of work?
What I've done and what I'd like to do - very different answers. My workplace isn't really conducive to being naughty. I've never been able to participate in a #workwank as its commonly referred to on twitter. I work in a cubicle right outside of HR. The bathrooms are shared between my company and 2 others -- basically there are way too many people sharing these toilets. They are always in "truckstop" status it seems... I get in, do my business, and get out as soon as I can. No chance will I spend more time in there than necessary.

So what have I done? Well, I've put my hands down my shirt and tweaked my nipples, rubbed my breasts. I've put my hands under my desk, legs spread wide, and tickled at my pussy. I've done this with fingers, but my favorite item to use is my pen so I can then keep it near my face and smell it. When I wear a skirt I have slipped a finger into my underwear and fingered myself for a quick moment, then licked it off. If I'm horny enough, I can wiggle in my chair and move my clit boner and really feel good from it - not enough to get off, but enough to spike the hornyness.

Oh, and I've sexted the BF. A lot. To where I hurt from needing to cum so much.

Now what would I like to do? I'd like to have my BF fuck me up against the window in the president's office. Breasts on the cold window, being fucked from behind.

Want to ask me a question? Just head to formspring.me/billikesscifi and ask anything you want. Really. Anything. Try me. I'll answer the following Friday.

How many orgasms can I take? his fantasy

The other night we were cuddling in bed just chatting. I can't remember if it was pre- or post- sex. He mentioned that one of our next toy purchases needed to be a secure tie-down system. Now we have three pairs of handcuffs - one metal, two cloth with velcro straps. The problem with the cloth is that the velcro can be ripped if you pull strong enough (and we both have) and the chain in between the cuffs is obviously very weak. The metal ones come open too easily as well.

So we can use the cuffs, but the one being cuffed or immobilized can break free. I can play within the rules, but he will not. He wants to make sure I can't escape without his help. He wants me to try to squirm, but be completely unable to. He wants complete control.

He wants to make me cum. A lot. He's made me cum almost 20 times in a short time of about an hour, I think. (You can read about that here). His "record" is when he made an ex cum 30-some times over the course of a couple hours. He (and I) would love to surpass this... but at some point I can barely take anymore sensation.  For him, this becomes a delicious challenge.  His vision:

Strap me down, hands above my head. Legs wide and straight. A strap across my stomach. All this to ensure that when I cum, I can twist, jump, and flail my legs, completely out of control. My back arches so high that I'm end up standing on one shoulder and my feet. I've never been immobilized when coming. I can't imagine what that would be like.

And he wants to watch it happen. He wants to use me with his dick and hands and mouth, make me cum over and over. I'll beg for him to stop, and he won't. He'll keep going. I'll cum more and more. I'll beg for relief, and he'll keep going. My pussy is his, its under his control. And I can't move. I am completely his. And his sole purpose is to pleasure me beyond anything I have ever experienced.

Whenever this strap, tie-down system is acquired, you will know. But I may need 24 hours to recover from it first. What I love about this fantasy is that it is entirely focused on MY pleasure. Not once did the topic of him cumming ever cum up. That's not the point. Although, I'll be curious to know how many times he does cum whenever this is experienced.

We enjoy each other's cum

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Midweek, post-nap sex

I awoke from my nap (see part 1 of this story), the breezing was blowing across my back sending shivers up my spine. I tried to reposition myself, but he pulled me closer, tighter to him in his sleep. I couldn't move, but I didn't want to wake him. I settled into his chest, and dozed. Some minutes passed, and I forced myself away and flipped to lay on my stomach. He awoke, and turned over to tuck himself into me and cuddle me. We murmured about our nap, the breeze, the day. Our joy.

His hands started wandering, and found their way to my ass. He wanted me again, and when I reached for his dick it was almost hard again. He started fondling my breast, tweaking at my nipple. He spooned me, kissing my back and neck. He pulled on my hips and I moved slightly so his dick could find my vagina. My wetness was pooled at the entrance, waiting. He slid in, moaning at it... and questioning how in the world I could be so incredibly wet. (As if he doesn't know the reason.)

We took turns, him thrusting into me, me grinding against him. Slow and sensuous. Minutes passed and we kept taking turns, sometimes fighting for who would control the direction. He told me he wanted me to cum. "Don't you have any cum for me, my love?" I did - grinding against him, feeling his dick slide in and out and all these angles I'm not used to, my orgasming had been building. His words set me over the edge, and I was bucking against him. He gave my back some kisses, and pushed me onto my stomach. My legs stayed almost on their side, but not straight. His dick never left my pussy.

I turned my head to look at him, and our eyes locked. We just looked at each other as I pushed my ass into him and he fucked me gently. His hands were resting above my head, and I reached up to grab them in my hands, holding him, bracing against him, He played with me, going fast and shallow or fast and deep, changing his pattern. We were fucking for pure enjoyment, no schedule, no deadlines. Just us.

I could feel my clit boner begging for attention, but I needed his dick. I told him I wanted to cum with my clit with him in me. He chuckled at my clit horniness, but pulled out and sat back so I could flip around. I reached down, and even I was astounded by how wet I was. I expressed my surprised, and he laughed with me at how incredible it was. I started fingering my clit, wiggling it back and forth, and he kissed me as his dick entered me again.

Only it didn't enter all the way. He just inserted barely past the head, and pulled out. It wasn't enough, I wanted more. He whispered in my ear, "No, my little dick is too small... it won't satisfy you." And I moaned from excruciating anticipation. No, I wanted full, deep dick... I would never get off without it. I wanted all of him. I moaned, complaining.

"No, I want all of you, I need your dick."

"My dick's too small, it barely goes in at all. I can't satisfy you."

My clit was feeling amazing, but I knew I wasn't going to get off this way. But what could I do? I played the game. "No, its too small. I'll go find a bigger dick to satisfy me."

His breathing picked up, but he kept teasing me. "You fucking tease!" I admitted. "I can't cum this way!"

He knew his plan was working. He kept teasing me. My orgasm was building, almost ready to go, but I had no dick in me. I couldn't cum.

I complained more, louder, I humiliated his small dick for not satisfying me, leaving me frustrated.

Finally, he pushed in all the way, out, then all in with more force... and he exploded into orgasm. His thrusting caught me off guard, I need more thrusts to orgasm. But he knew, he kept pushing, fast thrusting in me, until I was screaming, bucking against him, squeezing his dick. He was motionless but I was still riding his dick, cumming all over it. Finally, after I was satisfied, I relaxed and opened my eyes. He was watching me, smile on his face.

Review: Vibrating Clit Pump

The Toy

A couple of weeks ago Good Vibrations had a sale on a Vibrating Pleasure Pump. The BF and I had been discussing different pumps we wanted to try - penis, nipple, and clit. When the sale came up for this clit pump, we decided to give it a try.  We ordered the purple one - the grey just seemed to dismal of a color for a sex toy.

The vibe arrived well packaged and in perfect condition. It has two heads that are easily changed. One is like a large suction cup, the other has feelers/ticklers but is otherwise the same. The purple color is just like it is shown on the website.

To prepare, I washed the heads with soap and water and assembled according to the directions. We decided to use the feelers for our first try.  We inserted the two AAA batteries and tested the vibration settings. There are three settings that vary by pushing one button to turn on level 1, switch to level 2, switch to level 3, then turn off. The only way to turn off is to go through all 3 levels. I was impressed with the vibration strength. Level 3 reminded me of the medium-high on my bullet vibe.

The sucking action is accomplished by squeezing the hand pump until the desired suction is reached. Suction is released by pressing a button - very much like a blood pressure cuff. We tried the suction on our hands with some success, but it didn't work on my nipples very well while standing up as getting the seal was difficult. I managed to suction it to my chest pretty well - if left on, I would have had a little hickie spot.


The Sex

We started with me on my back, legs spread wide. The BF pulled apart my pussy lips and placed the head on me, surrounding my clit. He started pumping it, and I could immediately feel the suction on my clit. It was noticeable and consistent, but not too strong. After about five pumps the handle wouldn't re-inflate all of the way, so he couldn't get a lot more suction out of it. He turned on the vibration and it felt very, very good.  It vibrated all around my clit, surrounding me with excellent stimulation. I couldn't tell if the feelers were doing anything as most of the sensation was around my clit, not on my clit.

The vibrations felt pretty good, but it was just "fine." BF then turned on level 2, which increased the pleasure quite a bit. He wiggled the handle, and it sent some waves of pleasure across my clit. However, since the vibes were around my clit and not directly on my clit, it was just pleasure and building to an orgasm just wasn't going to happen.

After a bit, we escalated to level three. The vibrations were definitely very strong... It was making me gasp and moan, especially when he wiggled the handle again. However, the vibes just weren't in the right spot, so it wasn't going to cum. After a few minutes, I told him to turn it off.  I was incredibly turned on, but it just wasn't enough.

After pulling it off, he went down on me and started licking my pussy. My clit was super sensitive, almost too sensitive. I tried to move away, especially when he started fingering it. I was so turned on that a lot of wetness was pooling in the entrance of my vagina. He licked it and lapped it up onto my clit. The wetness of my pussy plus his mouth on my super sensitive clit soon set me off on several very good orgasms.

The Judgement
Overall, I'd give this toy a 2/5. The suction wasn't as strong as I would like and it seemed to weaken after very little. The vibrations were the only redeeming quality of this toy and really saved it from bombing. This toy made my clit very sensitive and helped me orgasm very quickly after using it. I'd like to try it out while getting penetrated to see how that goes.

The best little sex-toy invention

If you've been following my tweets for a while, you know that I love my bullet vibe. Seriously, I love this thing. It is my most favorite, treasured toy. I bought my first one  years ago at Babeland in one of their NYC stores. It was my very first toy purchase.

Unfortunately, it received very little use in the following few years. My partner at the time was scared of toys (I practically had to drag him kicking and screaming into the store - how in the world did I think it would improve from there?).  In fact, the sex pretty much sucked all around... it didn't last.

I used the toy for masturbation play. Normally, I'm fine with my fingers, but this toy is perfect for giving me orgasms on another level.  Another fucking level of orgasm, people!  Since the BF and I started our sexual relationship last summer, the bullet vibe has made regular appearances in our sex life. In the nights where normal sex does not occur (aka, penis-in-vagina), the bullet vibe is there about 40-50% of the time. Why? Because I fucking love it so much.

My favorite way to play with this toy is where I control the bullet placement, and he controls the scale of vibration. Its like a sexy tug of war - if I think I'm getting to close and I don't want to cum, I pull the vibe away from my clit and place it elsewhere, but if he doesn't want me to cum yet, he keeps teasing me with that vibration level, making the pattern change and bringing me to the edge without really bringing me to orgasm.

This toy doesn't just stay on my clit, although its certainly my favorite spot to keep it. I start with it on the top of my clit, all the way up at the base where it starts to rise out of my body. I let the vibrations move through my clit, feeling how it changes based on where the vibe is placed. I like to hold the bullet so its rounded tip (where the vibrations are focused) is on my clit. I like to move it down to my vaginal entrance, slipping it just slightly inside and letting the vibrations thrill me. Running it up from clit to vagina is heaven. My favorite spot to place this when I'm ready to cum is just after my clit, so its vibrating my clit in the most sensitive spot and the U-spot. I just hold it there, not moving, letting the vibrations torture and tease me. This is normally the position where it sends me over the edge to an incredible, fantastic orgasm.

I usually rate my orgasms as good - great - awesome. This vibe is guaranteed to hit the awesome level and beyond every single time. Awesome means the build-up is long, titillating, and worth the journey in itself (almost). But when that orgasm hits, my eyes are shut, my fists are clenched, my toes are curled, and my body acts completely independent of my mind. I'm almost sitting up and then arching my back and forcing hips into the air. My legs are struggling to stay open, fighting with my mind to stay open for more orgasms. The screamer in me is silenced, as all sound and thinking is blocked for the 5-10 seconds while I'm lost to the world. The whole house could crash around me and I wouldn't notice it at all.

Then all of a sudden the world clicks back into view, but my body is still jolting, crashing, thrashing, and every other violent motion that happens when your mind is blown and you're lost to the moment. The screamer in me is released and I'm screaming, screaming as loud as I need to. I don't hold back. The screaming usually lasts another 5-10 seconds, starting out at my loudest volume then falling slowly. At the end I'd say I'm no longer screaming, just moaning incredibly loudly.

Normally about the time my screaming is falling from the peak, the BF is taking control of the vibe and forcing it on my incredibly sensitive clit, bring more orgasms, and my screams start rising again and again.

Another way we've used this toy is slipping it inside me while the BF and I have sex. His penis pushes it far in, pushing it up near my cervix. He gets the benefit of having the vibe on the head of his penis and I can feel it on my G-spot and throughout my vagina, especially on high.

We've also used this for cowgirl position, where I grind away on it and he feels it at the base of his penis. He always handles the vibration controls, and I handle the placement. I can come again and again this way.

I've also given the BF a handjob with this toy, holding it in my hand as I stroke his cock. The sensation of the hard metal against his cock, along with the different levels of vibrations brought something new to the table. As the giver, its certainly not the easiest to do, but for variety and playing, its fun... oh, and his orgasm was incredibly after a lot of teasing with the vibration sensations.

So my dear pervy geeky readers, what do you take away from all of this? Simple: A bullet vibe is a cheap (read: inexpensive) sex toy with guaranteed pleasures. Its also what I would recommend as an excellent first sex toy. It has a lot of uses, isn't hard to use or handle, and it allows for a lot of exploration and discovery, whether alone or on your own.

Sunday morning thighs

Oh Sunday morning, we always sleep in. I normally wake up first and wake him up with cuddling and kisses. This morning I trailed kisses from his shoulder to just behind his ear and back again while holding him as the little spoon. He woke up smiling and told me he loved morning kisses.

A few minutes later, he sat up in bed and said he was up, it was my turn. I cuddled into my blankets and said that I was horny. His glasses came off, and he teased me, asking what did I expect to happen, since he didn't know? I played innocent, turning the question back around.

He answered by pushing me onto my back, and kissing me as he laid in between my open legs. He was already hard... he skipped all foreplay, just sticking his dick in me a little. Short, shallow strokes. He said I wasn't nearly as wet as I normally am for being horny, I told him it obviously wasn't a problem because right after his complaint he slid it in the rest of the way, and I could feel my wetness surrounding his dick and wetting the entrance of my vagina.  He smiled, and kissed me again.

After some strokes, he sat up and leaned back, and started thumbing my clit with his thumb, turning it in wide circles. He kept his dick in me, just sitting while he played with him. My legs were resting over his, and he rubbed my inner thighs with his free hand. "Mmmm sexy thighs" he murmured to me as I moaned in pleasure. He moved his dick slightly, pushing it in more, keeping up the circles on my clit. Then before I wanted he dropped back down and started fucking me again, then pulled his dick out to clit fuck me. Back and forth, he went on this, teasing me both ways. His dick was thrusting on my pussy lips and swollen clit, almost beating them up with his hardness but in a very pleasurable way.

Back up he sat, and his started turning circles with my clit. My orgasm was building, but elusive this morning. Without the foreplay my build is always very long... and he knows this. "Cum for me," he asked, or commanded. It was really both.  I wanted to, but couldn't yet. I flexed my hips against him, moaning. He used other fingers to play with me, then clit fucked me while sitting up. So many changes in rhythm I could hardly keep up. "I want you to cum all over me," he commanded again.

Then he used his index finger to finger my clit in very fast diagonal strokes, from above left to bottom right, hitting the most sensitive part in the middle. Fast, and fast, my hands were gripping the pillows next to my head. I came slowly, the orgasm taking forever to reach its peak while he kept going, and going. Then he switched back to his thumb and I kept cumming, pulling my legs in toward his hand.

And then he was fucking me before my brain could catch up with reality. Hard, fast, almost rough thrusts. The kind that make you lose some of your breath because the dick is there, then not, and when its there its so fast you can barely register it. All I could register was the sound of his hips and legs banging into my thighs and hips. It was obscenely loud.

He changed to shallow thrusts, teasing himself, his hands not on my shoulders for the rapid thrusts but now on my thighs reaching slightly back to my ass. He repositioned to be further up on my pelvis, and started thrusting, slowly at first and then faster as I encouraged, feeling another orgasm building. I came quickly and gripped his back while he continued fucking me. "Oohh my baby's cumming again, isn't she?" he said as I tried not to deafen him with my scream of pleasure.

When I relaxed, he sat up again and pulled my legs not out but straight up and together in front of him. He pulled out, and reached for the lube. I looked at him, not understanding - I was so wet from cumming, why did we need lube? Then he pulled my legs apart and rubbed lube on my inner thighs, just a few inches above my pussy where my thighs are pretty fleshy. He added more lube to his cock, moaning at the pleasure of just him rubbing it.

Then he squeezed my legs tight, hold them at the ankles near his face. He started fucking my thighs, his penis ram-rod straight between my legs. I squeezed them tighter around him and he gripped my bound feet to his face, blocking it from my view. He kissed one of the soles of my feet, then just held them to his face, breathing heavily as he fucked.

I told him how sexy I thought it was, him fucking and getting off to my thighs. He kissed my feet again and buried his face him them, one hand pushing my feet into his face, the other gripped one of my thighs for leverage as he thrusted away.  As he came his whole body shook, twitching from the sensation of being surrounded by my flesh.

He released my feet, and I let my legs fall wide. He wiped his cum from my legs, and followed me to the shower. My thighs were wet from lube and cum, my whole pussy wet from my cum. Happy Sunday morning to us.