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.

Pegging a stranger

Occasionally, I browse the "Casual Romance" section of Craigslist. I never find anything worth pursuing, but the fantasy of finding someone and doing something makes me wet.

A couple of weeks ago, I was browsing and came across an ad that I'd never seen before. It was under M4MW and it was a guy in search of a girl to peg him. In return he'd suck the guy's cock and eat the girl's pussy, but he wasn't interested in penetrating either of them.

Intriguing. I've never seen a request for a pegging. It certainly caught my attention. It also didn't include a naked picture, but instead a picture of both his strap-on dicks. His ad included that he had the harness and the toys and would provide them.

I like so much about this ad. A statement of "I want this" and a non-expectation of return penetration. A desire for a couple where the men interacted. Someone prepared with toys so he at least somewhat knew what he was doing. I read the ad aloud to the boyfriend, who responded just as positively as I did. "Email him."

And I did. But I laid our stipulations:
1. I would peg, but that was as far as his/my interaction would go.
2. He could suck my BF's dick and be sucked in return.
3. My BF would eat me out to get me off.
4. It would be in our home on the weekend during the day.
5. I would use my harness but his toys.
When it was over I was all nervous energy. What had I just done? I just invited a third into our sex life!

He replied back agreeing to everything I had laid out. We set a date and time. Then we exchanged vanilla pictures of our faces. Then dick pics. Then the waiting started. I emailed him on a Tuesday but we weren't meeting until Saturday.

Fantasies of the boyfriend sucking dick kept him occupied and horny all week. I was so happy and excited for him. I couldn't wait to see this take place. I knew how much he wanted it and now we would finally share it together.

Friday afternoon, he shaved his whole body, getting all sexy for his hot date.

Saturday morning, I shaved my legs and pussy.

Saturday afternoon, Mr. A arrived.

It was awkward. I suggested we sit and chat for a few minutes just to readdress the boundaries. How much warm-up did he want/need for pegging? What position did he like?

We went to the bedroom. Mr. A went to the bathroom to get ready. The boyfriend was very shy and quiet, but smiling. I was nervous and felt a little out of place in my own home. After all, my part was involved but not the main focus of the event for us.

Mr. A came out of the bathroom fully clothed still. I was standing between them and said, "OK, awkward. Time to get naked everyone..." and just stripped. I was only in a sundress, no bra and panties. I just pulled it off. The men grinned and followed suit.

I pulled on my harness and adjusted it with his dildo of choice. We had agreed he would lie on his back with a pillow under his butt while I pegged him.  I lubed up the toy and asked permission to do the same to him - its only courteous, right? He consented and I wiped a generous amount of lube around his asshole.

He was right, he didn't need a whole lot of warm-up. The toy slid in pretty easily and to aid my efforts, Mr. A pulled his legs up and into the air. After just a few moments he suggested the BF suck his dick, which the boyfriend happily complied after a quick smile at me. I ran a hand through his hair as the BF sucked Mr. A's dick and I slowly fucked away.

Mr. A's dick was about average in length and girth, but this is the first time the BF has ever sucked a dick. I saw him suck hard and pull it into his mouth. I watched his body tense as he fought a gag on this dick. It made me smile to see him working so hard on the other dick, knowing he was loving it. I thought about how much I love to suck my BF's dick.

And soon, Mr. A was jacking off and starting to suck my BF's dick. Mr. A requested that I fuck him harder, so I did, working my hips into him. I held his legs to help give me some help with my rhythm. My BF was distracted by his cock being sucked, so he stopped sucking on Mr. A's for a bit. Mr. A asked for me to pause so he could focus on my BF.

I removed my harness and let the BF eat me out while his dick was being sucked. His attention was obviously elsewhere as it took a while for me to cum. He was moaning into my pussy and flicking his tongue, but he wasn't focusing on his movements at all. I pulled at his hair and told him he was being naughty being so distracted. I kept having to remind him to eat like a good boy. I did orgasm, twice, all the while my BF had his cock sucked by Mr. A.

I sat up and rested my BF's head on my thigh, talking to him quietly. He was on his side, eyes closed, arms around my legs. His legs were wide open, and Mr. A was gagging pretty often on his cock. "You like that, don't you?" He only nodded. "He's a good cocksucker, isn't he? You love having your cock sucked by him!" He moaned into my legs. I ran my fingers through his hair and told him he was a good boy. He was allowed to orgasm into Mr. A's mouth, I know he wanted it. I wanted it to.

And he did.  Mr. A swallowed it and kept my BF's cock in his mouth through the orgasm. Then we both returned our focus to Mr. A. Actually, my BF did. Mr. A wanted his cock sucked more than being pegged, I sat and watched as both voyeur and eye candy. Mr. A was very close to me at this point, and it was not lost on me that his eyes would not stay off my breasts.

I was fine with him looking; I didn't offer him to touch as I didn't want that and he knew there was a boundary there, so he only looked. I told my BF to suck cock... "Yeah, suck that cock you horny boy!" "Don't you just love that cock in your mouth?" "Oh, good boy for choking on that dick!" "Swallow that cock, baby. I want you to choke on it again." "You suck that cock until it cums and you swallow all that cum, baby." "That's my good boy."

Mr. A came shaking in my BF's mouth, who sucked and swallowed and ended with a big smile on his face.

Mr. A got dressed and left fairly quickly. There really wasn't a point in hanging around, I guess.

After he left, I turned to my BF and asked, "Ok, I have to ask -- do I suck better cock?" He smiled at me and rolled his eyes.

"I know you would ask that. And yes, you suck much better cock than him. The only place he wins is that he did it with no teeth at all.... that was awesome."

"Ah... yeah, not sure if I can ever get away from that 100%. I think my mouth's too small for your dick."

"I know, but you still suck better dick."

"Good.... I needed to know."

Saturday morning pussy

Morning. I woke up when he wrapped his arm around me and tucked his body next to mine and sighed contentedly next to my head. I responded by wiggling back slightly into him, making sure as much of our bodies could touch as possible. We laid there for a few minutes, before I rolled over onto my back and he wrapped me in both arms, one under my neck supporting me and the other gently rolling my left breast.

I turned to look at him and his eyes were open looking at me. "Good morning, beautiful," he said quietly. I smiled and closed my eyes, head tilting toward him. I wasn't quite awake enough to talk yet.

"My nakey woman, you so nakey," he said playfully, hugging me close and running his free hand down my stomach and back up to my shoulder. I giggled at him.

"I can't be more 'nakey,'" I said. "Or should I put something on?"

"No! Silly woman!" and he hugged me again adding a kiss to my cheek at the end.

He rolled over on top of me, spreading my legs apart. "Your pussy is so wet this morning. I can tell without even touching it."

"Oh really?"

"Mmhmm." He starts kissing me, then wandering down my neck to my breasts and across my chest, then back up to my lips again. He reached down to start jacking himself off and resumed kissing down my body again. This time he didn't stop at my breasts but kissed down my stomach and hips. Then he paused and took a finger and ran it lightly across my slit.

My body flinched and a slight moan escaped my lips. He didn't press in to touch my clit or my wetness. I arched into him, pushing for it. He pulled his finger back, not giving in to what I wanted. Soft strokes up and down my lips, tickling and teasing me.

I moaned as he slid one finger in to my wet. I could instantly feel how wet I was. "You've been having sex dreams, haven't you?" he accused.

"No, I don't remember what I dreamed."

"No? Well I'm pretty sure you came at least once last night..."

I hadn't. But as I thought about when the last time I had orgasmed, I realized it had been at least two days. I was pure lust.

He pulled his finger out and went back to kissing me. For a moment I was afraid he would skip all further foreplay, which I didn't want. I needed to take my time, savor the touching.

He kissed further down until his mouth was just over my pussy lips. My body was a mix of tension and surrender, just waiting for him to spoil me with his mouth. And then he did something I don't ever remember him doing before. Normally when he eats pussy, he uses his fingers to spread my big lips wide to find my clit.

This time, no fingers. Just a tongue sliding up my slit and dragging along wetness to my already wet clit. My whole body reacted with my feet bracing against his legs, my hands clawing at his holding my hips. Small, short licks up and down my cunt teasing my clit. Just brushing against it. Just touching it. Making more wet pool in my pussy as he so slowly made longer and deeper strokes.

Ecstasy. I remember clawing my hands at him as he drove me wild, making my hips roll. I remember a little sucking on my clit, but not much. Just tongue everywhere, especially short strong licks at my clit where he was getting that spot that made me want to explode in a clitgasm, but he would pull away so I wouldn't. Wonderful, incredibly torture.

Face buried, lips around my clit, my mind is trying to catch up with my movements and I can hear myself just crying out. I wonder if I should try to control my hip movements to make it easier for him, but I dismiss the thought almost immediately and just let the pleasure wash over me.

Then he stopped. He stopped and crawled up to me and kissed me. His face was... soaked. Coated. Dripping. Not just his lips, but his chin, cheeks, and nose. I could see wet almost to his eyebrows. He hadn't just eaten pussy. He had devoured it. I tasted myself through his kisses, felt my own pussy juice cover my face as the kissing became passionate and deep.

And then his hard dick slid into my pussy and he collapsed onto my breasts, sighing into me with moans that told me he was already trying not to cum in me. Then the dirty talk started.

"Naughty girl, you shouldn't let Daddy fuck you like this."

I squeezed my pussy around him in response and whispered back, "Oh Daddy, feel how wet you made me!"  He moaned, kissing my nipple as he slid in and out. My clit was begging for stimulation, direct touch, orgasm. He fucked me too slowly for me to come... but it felt so good, I really didn't care.

"Fuck me Daddy, just fuck me!"

He responded by fucking me harder at an angle that always sends me over the edge. I could feel it building, building, oh.... I came and pulled his body against mine as he fucked me through my orgasm. "That's a good girl, good girl come for Daddy... oh yes my pretty girl!"

He slowed down and we started kissing again. His face was slightly sticky from the drying pussy juice. I squeezed him with my vagina as he thrusted slowly in and out. He was pulling all the way out just so the head of his penis was barely out of me before plunging back in. It made me feel slightly sore, but it was a pleasurable sore feeling.

I focused on the sounds of his moans as he slid in and out of me. I ran my hands up and down his shoulders. He pushed up, arms straight, and I curved my pelvis up so he was fucking deep into me. We looked into each other's eyes and I started to feel another orgasm build. I begged for it. I begged to cum again.

He started fucking harder and I pulled him down onto me again. My eyes shut in anticipation of the orgasm coming, and when it hit my body arched into him. My hands gripped in, one on his upper back, the other on his head. I pulled his hair and cried out. His started to cum, pumping into me filling my pussy with cum.

When our bodies relaxed again he laid on my breast and our soft moans and murmurs of love felt like the best stress relief I'd had all week.

A few minutes passed and I told him my clit was still aching for orgasm. The bullet vibe on my clit and his fingers in my vagina made me explode into another orgasm after a few minutes of him torturing me with the vibrations. He loves to see my body twitch and react to the pulsing of the vibrations.

Saturday morning sex. Perfect.

He returned the favor

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And then a sweet ending of the night

Note: This is part 3 of a 3 part series of one night of sex together. Read parts one and two to find out the start of the story.

He moved between my legs, and slid his cock into me. It was rock hard, harder than it had been during the BJ I'd given him earlier.  My pussy is very warm with my cum, and his face reflects the pleasure of my pussy surrounding him. He feels huge in me, bigger than normal. I ask why, and all he does is kiss my lips. We look into each other's eyes and share the look. Its intense, and my emotions are still running high.

He fucks me slowly, his hands cradling my head as he often does. He calls me his beautiful. His hands wander down to my ass and thighs and he calls me beautiful. All I can do is smile, and hold myself to him. I feel years of pain healing in me. Balm of love spread over my pain. I kiss his neck and shoulder and then he kisses mine. He traces light soft kisses on my nipples and over my breasts. I run my fingers through his hair, watching him trace his love on me.

But his penis is filling me up, almost too much. I was a little sore from the very hard fuck he gave me that morning and the other one right when I was home from work. My pussy was sore and his rock hard dick was hurting and pleasing me at the same time. I lifted my legs back to let him in me more, holding my ankles in the air for him. He grinned as he saw my feet up in the air above his shoulders.

It was slow and sweet and all it took was some fast thrusting for me to cum again on him. He held onto my hips as I came shuddering.

He surprised me, and pulled out, climbing down and eating my pussy once again. Fingers in me, fingers on my clit, tongue on my clit, tongue wandering around me. I was calling his name and telling him I loved him over and over. I jerked his dick while I could think about it as he ate me out... he smelled me more and more. Then I would realize I had stopped for however long from the pleasure he was giving me. I came very hard again and he ended with a strong suck on my clit.

I laid still, my moans still coming for a few minutes after he finished me. I felt good everywhere.

I turned to look at him. He was laying on his back, hard straight dick waiting for me. He wanted to be jacked off, would I please do it? Of course... I wanted to do nothing more.

I grabbed the bottle of lube and laid my head on his chest, kissing him as I jacked him off. His dick was so hard and big I kept losing my grip - my fingers wouldn't fit all the way around the base like they normally do! I jacked him off then sat up and began working him with two hands. I massaged pumped his dick. I put pressure on his head as I massaged it, never removing my hand while the other jacked off the base. Then I used both hands to twist on his dick in opposite directions.

It was so hard my fingers started to hurt from squeezing him, but he wanted nothing more than a tight grip tonight. His eyes were shut so tight and his whole body was tensed. His pecs were defined, his arms tense. I looked at his legs and his calf muscles were evident from flexed legs. His pelvis was so far up he was hardly touching the bed with his butt.

And I jacked him off, told him I loved him, I loved his dick. I loved how hard it got for me. He was barely making any noise. His breathing cut in and out he got closer to orgasm, and then I would pull away, prolonging his pleasure, making it last. I played and played with him and his body stayed tense.

I jacked him off by moving my hands in half circles in opposite directions while slightly moving up and down his long cock. Squeezed him hard and moved fast, jacking off his dick as hard as I could.

He came with a long, low, almost-growl. His pelvis shifted up and he did a half sit-up to watch his dick in orgasm. More cum than I expected spilled from his cock and drizzled down my fingers.

I washed the lube from my hands, and he held me as we drifted to sleep.

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 sniffed my pussy while jacking off

I was laying on his chest, watching TV in the bedroom before bed. My hand was resting inches from my face, feeling his bare skin. Somewhere I drifted off to sleep, then when the sound changed I awoke and rolled over to pull off my glasses and collapse onto my pillow.

The BF quietly, teasingly admonished me for falling asleep... remember how I had talked about riding him in cowgirl and taking breaks to make him eat me out? Remember I was going to handcuff him so he was at my mercy and he would be forced to pleasure me as long as I wanted?

Oh I hadn't forgotten, but I was too tired... one of the few times I've ever been too tired to be interested in sex. I was half on my stomach, half side turned away from him. His hand grazed my butt and he gripped a cheek in his hand. I sighed contentedly. He mentioned the possibility of just jerking off to my ass. I responded by sticking it out toward him.

I could feel the head of his dick on my right butt cheek, feel his hand lightly bump into me as he started to jack himself off. I moaned my appreciation for him being willing to be content with masturbation than the sex we had planned. (That said, if he weren't so sweet, would I be OK with it? No, probably not.)

He moves so the head of his dick is pushing against the crack of my ass. It feels soft skin against skin, but I can feel the hardness beneath the cushion of his head. It moves gently across my body. I wiggle against him. He uses his free hand to run his fingers up and down my ass, gripping at the fleshy part where ass meets leg. It makes him moan and sigh with "Oh honey...." and "Oh baby...." over and over. This words are the sweetest best music to my ears. Its telling me in loves me in so many ways.

He shifts towards me so the head of his dick is now on my left ass cheek and I can feel his fingers moving under his dick, sliding across my body in swift motions. He tells me he can smell my pussy now that he's closer.  He's not using lube this time, and I tell him to cum on my ass and lick it off me like a good, dirty boy. I can tell by the throaty, growly moan that he likes this idea. A lot.

I feel warm skin on the back of my thighs, right below where my butt begins. I ask him what he's doing... I hear a throated whisper, "Your pussy smells so good!" He's sniffing at it between my legs. I know it smells like the sex we had earlier in the evening.... I came twice on him, and then after he came in me he fingered me while I played with my clit and came twice more.

He smells more, and sits up, playfully slapping my ass. I'm incredibly turned on that he smelled me like that. I push my ass up a bit, and his face sinks in between my legs. He moans into my crotch, sniffing more. His hand his jerking hard at  his rock hard dick. He's jacking off touching as much of my ass with his dick as he can.

"You like my smell?"

"Oh baby, I do... it smells so good!" He buries his face again.

I spread my legs slightly. "Taste it," I tell him.

He does, his tongue in a slow stroke reaches in and licks some of my wetness. He moans and smells me, filling his head with my scent. Our scent. He starts to cum and he doesn't remove his face, he keeps it on my legs buried at the base of my ass cheeks as he spills cum on to me.

And, as I instructed, he licks it off me, kisses me, and holds me as we drift to sleep.

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.

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.

20 Things I love

Trending topic on Twitter: #20ThingsILove. I could have tweeted all of this -- but let's face it, I love to expound on a topic and give detail. So here we go. And no, these are in NO particular order. And its nowhere near comprehensive.

20. Sex: I'm not talking about orgasms - who doesn't love orgasms? But I'm really talking about sex. Just the act of touching each other, feeling each other. Fingers, mouths, dicks, dildos, vibrators, tongues. Anything where you touch and penetrate your partner - that is such a lovely and wonderful experience.

19. Chocolate: I love chocolate. No, not in the "All girls love chocolate" kind of way. No, I'm much more involved with chocolate. Yes, I indulge when stressed or hormonal. But, I feel that I need some form of chocolate every day. I prefer dark, European style chocolate. I'm only OK with milk if it's a high quality brand. Hershey's? Crap - don't even offer it as an option. Ghiradelli? Good. Dove? Better. Lindt? Best. I prefer a good 56-67% cocoa content in a truffle form.

18. Star Wars: You know the name of this blog is BiLikes SCI FI, right? Well, guess what my favorite movie is? Star Wars... specifically, Episode V The Empire Strikes Back. All time favorite movie. Read the books. Was an internet expert for a while. Have dressed up as a character. When I'm in a better shape, I will do the Princess Leia outfit for the BF. And I can't wait.

17. Water: It's my favorite beverage. And I'm a water snob... Evian is the best in the world.

16. Ice: As I mentioned in this post, I have a bit of an oral fetish, and sucking on and chewing ice is a great way to feed that need, all while hydrating myself. (I am wet all the time, I need to be rehydrated all the time!)

15. The Ocean: I love swimming in salt water. A freshwater beach/lake doesn't appeal to me at all. I love the feeling of the salt water. It feels so refreshing on my skin, no matter the temperature. I want to sink my toes into sand, and stay in the water for hours. The more naked, the better.

14. Traveling: I have the travel bug. I grew up traveling internationally. By the time I was 11, I had been to 5 continents and lived on 2. I was almost born on a third (for which I'll never forgive my parents). I spent a year in college living in Europe traveling. I cannot get enough! Give me 8-12 hour airplane rides, hotels, trains, a traveler guide book, figuring out the local currency and food. I'll take it all and love every minute of it.

13. Trashy TV: Somedays, there is nothing I like more than some trashy TV. Its what I want/need to decompress... by trashy TV, I mean daytime court TV, Jackass, The Soup, World's Dumbest, Operation Repo, Cops. Stupid crap that's filled with stupid people being stupid... and I looooove it.

12. Writing: I love to write! As you can tell from this blog or twitter, I love to tell a good story or provide a quippy remark.

11. Languages: I love languages! I am orally talented (snort) perhaps I should say linguistically talented. I speak French so well that the French think I'm French. I haven't had a chance to study any other language formally for a long period of time, but those that I do I pick up pretty quickly (although at the start they all come out in a French accent, which is hilarious and hard to correct!).

10. Goat cheese:  Goat cheese on pizza, in pasta, on garlic bread, warmed on toast.  Love it.

9. Mini Coopers: I had a Mini Cooper. Red. White Roof. Hot. Had to sell it -- and I miss it so much. My Focus is so freaking boring in comparison. I miss my little zoom zoom car.

8. Reading: I am a reading bug. I'm normally reading 2-3 books at a time on a variety of topics. At some point, I'll have to tell you about some of them, because I've got a nice little collection of books about sex, culture and history.

7. Gaming: I love to play games! Online, computer, or board game - I'm not very picky. I'm terrible at strategy, and I prefer games of chance or skill. My favorite games would be: LOTRO for online, Oregon Trail for computer, Careers, Monopoly, or Othello for board games.

6. Playing cards: I kept a separate entry for playing cards. As a kid I traveled a lot before the time of game boys and laptops. So we played cards. All the time. Small, portable, and take hours of time. Even with technology card games are some of the best fun you can have to pass an afternoon or evening with someone.

5. Art: Yes, I love art. I love going to art museums, looking at art, creating art, picking out art. In college I spent what little spending money I had on buying cheap artwork for my dorm room - I needed color and visually appealing walls. I studied a lot of art in high school and college, and have had the wonderful opportunity to see many of the world's masterpieces. I'm hooked.

4. Ikea: Love Ikea. Every piece of furniture in my apartment except my desk is Ikea. It's accumulated over the years, but I'm talented at buying stuff over years and having it all match, and I can fit flat packed material in a car or mini van like you would never believe.

3. My BF's dick: Yes, for obvious reasons.

2. My BF's tongue: Also for obvious reasons... but its so freaking big! Seriously. He has the longest, widest tongue I've ever seen... I'd have to compare him with Ozzy to see who has the longer tongue. I'm a freaking lucky lady!

1. Tomatoes: Despite my love of chocolate, a well-ripened tomato is my favorite food.

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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Cock Tease Wednesday

So I'm a cock tease. I love to tease, torture, prolong, toy, and play with cock. I like to combine sensations: soft and slow, soft and fast, hard and slow, hard and fast, strong grip, light grip, fingertips only, fingers, one hand, two hands, knuckles, in between fingers, palms... there are so many ways to play with a cock and give a handjob. I love to explore, and I'm always watching his face to see which direction I need to go. My goal is to make it feel good, then drop sensation so the build-up to the orgasms drops, but pleasure stays high. Do it again, and again, so when the orgasm comes the build-up makes it fucking fantastic.

So Wednesday night, I wasn't sure what we were going to do before bed. I was horny and still a little bit on a high from the incredibly pussy eating he gave me earlier in the week (you can read it here). After I blogged about it I couldn't stop thinking about it and told him that... and he hinted that maybe he would give me more of that Wednesday night.  On the couch, while watching TV, I started playing with his cock, squeezing it hard in my hand, feeling how hard it was... then I started going down on him, sucking and taking him almost all the way in.

Sure enough, he pulled back the sheets and crawled down between my legs, pushing them wider open than I thought was necessary. I giggled, delighted he was going down on me there again. And then his started licking on my clit. What a rush of pleasure! I think its the sexual equivalent of going from 0-60 in 5 seconds. After only ten seconds or so, he looks up and me and asks, "Where's that clit boner?"

"Umm.... I don't know?" What am I supposed to say to that? He sucks on my little clit.

"I want a boner to suck on," he slaps my pussy lips. "Give me a clit boner to suck on." He slaps my pussy again, this time grazing my clit just slightly and my whole body jumps. So he does it again and again and soon he's spanking my pussy demanding a clit boner again and again. Every spank makes my hips thrust up toward him, and now he's pinching my clit between his fingers... and I can tell the clit boner isn't there yet.

He kisses my stomach and thighs and sticks his finger in my pussy... I'm wet with anticipation. Then he's sucking on me and my clit and pussy feels wet and warm. His tongue is flicking against me, wiggling back and forth moving my clit back and forth sideways making me gasp. He started sucking on my clit, giving it sucking kisses. I can feel it tugging on my whole clit, deep inside I can feel it. "You love my pussy don't you baby?" I ask.

"You know I do," he tells me. "It tastes so good I love to eat your pussy baby." I'm melting inside and I am getting wetter. Now he moves his tongue just below my clit to that super sensitive area  - basically the best spot ever for high pleasure sensation... and after sucking on my clit, I explode with an orgasm and can't control my hips from bucking.

But he doesn't stop. He keeps going, moving his head with me, now waving his head back and forth so quickly its like my whole pussy is in orgasm. When he starts lapping at my clit again, I have a second orgasm... then he does something so fucking hot, its something that I've only ever fantasized about. As I'm about to finish my orgasm, he moves his tongue down to start tongue-fucking me, and I can feel him pushing his face into me, and he's fucking his tongue so good I start cumming on it - and he's lapping up my cum, almost sucking it into his mouth.

When he moves up to kiss me, I'm ravenous for his kisses. His mouth tastes so incredibly good - he had a pool of my cum still on his tongue, and our tongues shared it during a kiss. I pushed him over, kissing him with more force than I think I ever have. He laughed in surprise, but I told him that eating my pussy like that and licking my cum out of me is the hottest thing I've ever experienced.

I wanted to make him cum and cum good. "What do you want?" I breathed. He wanted to know what I was offering. "Anything you want... just tell me and I'll do it." And I kissed him again. He gave me a mischievous grin. He wanted a hand job - and while that may strike some as an odd choice, I think he has his reasons. He says I play with his cock better than he does. He loves my hand jobs - I have given him some of his best orgasms that way. So, a hand job he wants, a hand job he'll get.

His cock was hard, but not that hard... I grabbed our bottle of lube and warmed it up in my hands and started rubbing his cock lightly. I ran my fingers from tip to balls, pulling on them slightly and stroking his cock. I spanked him with his cock, hitting it against his stomach. This makes his body jolt, and he smiles a grin while biting his upper lit - a clear sign he's turned on. "Can I stick the blue massager in you?" I ask. His eyes open a bit wider, so my grin grows wider and I lube it up and slowly and gently slide it into his but. He gasps and moans as I turn it on the first setting. Then I grab his cock again and he gasps really loudly.

I play with him, squeezing and stroking. I normally keep my hand jobs one handed, but this time I used two, using one as a ball massager/manual cock ring and the other to rub his cock. Every once in a while I switch the setting on the massager to make sure its never the same for too long. Eventually I have it on the fifth setting (out of seven) and I decide I don't want him to cum yet. So I tell him that he's going to eat me and make me cum before I'll let him cum. His eyes widen and I take this as permission - as if I were really giving it.

I let the vibrator keep going, and kneel with my knees over his shoulder so I'm sitting on his face... the first time I've ever sat on his face. Thank goodness I have a tall headboard I can grip, because he didn't just lick my pussy, he ate it like there wasn't any food left on earth. His mouth was everywhere, and I swear not a minute had passed before I came. Twice. I'm holding myself up on his face, so I fall backwards and sideways in a mini-collapse of post-orgasm relief. But his eyes are looking at me like I can't leave him there like that - cock hard, vibrator going, with no orgasm in sight. I add lube to my hands and start jacking him off and playing with his balls again. I restart the vibrator cycle back to 1, and play with him and play with him more. One hand is constantly gripping the base of his cock, pushing his balls up... he loves my grip on him, especially while the other hand is jacking him off.

After a while I can see he's getting nearer to orgasm, but I'm not ready to give him relief... so I stop and climb on his face again... and now his desperation to cum is so clear by the way he's eating me out... again, I cum so quickly on his face and this time I'm bucking my hips and fucking his face with my pussy as I cum... when I pull off I look at him and he has creamy cum on his beard on his chin, its thick and beautiful... I leave it there, and as I continue jacking him off, I can see it glistening in the light.

I turn the massager on its final and strongest setting, and start jacking off his cock really well... his neck and chin are up, his chest his up, and his eyes are shut tight... his body is tensed, and I'm slowly and steadily working him up to orgasm, but then I start going off faster and harder and it takes him a little by surprise. He cums with a strong orgasm and covers my fingers in his cum.

We leave my cum on his chin all night, a memento from the incredibly hot night.

Oral fest

Before I tell you about this afternoon, there's some background about me you should know. My 9-year relationship with my ex was a disaster when it came to my pussy being eaten. The first time (my first time ever) it lasted all of 15 seconds before I got the "Honey, I can't do this... it tastes kinda gross. I can't stand it." That was on my 19th birthday... talk about disappointment and self-esteem crashing galore. For the next 6 years we were together (yes I know, I can't believe it lasted that long either) he would give it a try maybe once a year, and only if I showered right before and it would have to be the starting point and it would only last a minute before it got to "icky" for him to continue.  So yes, I've been horribly, emotionally scarred and for years was convinced my pussy and all its juices were a source of disgusting, smelly material that no one save myself would ever enjoy.
 
But then I met the BF... Oral sex is one of the best feelings on earth. Period! I've still had my share of doubts, wondering if he's just being nice, is he really OK with the taste, etc. But today all the doubt, secret fears and worries went away with an incredible symphony of orgasms. Enjoy.


Today I got home from work early to finish the afternoon at home. As normal, I checked into twitter and tumblr to see what was new. The BF always going through tumblr with me so we can see the sexy pictures and see what the other person likes. Its like a little bit of voyeuristic foreplay for us. We hadn't been through tumblr in a few days, and the several pages of images and GIFs got us going... big time.A girl licking another's pussy in a wet, frantic way.

That image, as I explained to the BF, is one of my favorite masturbation fantasies. I'm the girl on the bed... of course seeing this image and explaining it to him made me horny. And then I found another picture  - and my hornyness started to escalate. He suggested we take a "sex break" from work... how can I argue with that? So off to the bedroom we went.

So in bed the BF wanted me on my back, and started fingering my very smooth, very bare pussy. I had a Brazilian wax yesterday and all of my hair is gone. The BF loves the way this feels - of course! He started playing with my clit and said he was going to give me a hand job... pretty much one of my favorite things to have. He starts off slow, teasing, and gentle, then fingers my vagina with strong, swift strokes. We are kissing lightly, just lips on lips, or a light sweep of his tongue on my lips. Its soft and sensual and very sweet.

Having my clit played with is very intense - most of the time I can't keep my eyes open, just clenched tight. Every once in a while I forced myself to look him in the eyes. He loves to watch my face, my reactions to what he's doing. Our whole bodies are under the covers, so we both can feel but not see. When I look away and close my eyes, he asks me if I'm picture other women fingering me. No, I reply, I'm imagining his fingers and what it looks like - seeing it in my mind what I'm feeling is so incredibly sexy and such a turn on for me. When I tell him what I am thinking, he smiles at me, he likes my answer.

"Purr for me," he says. "Purr my little kitty." So I make my moans more audible for him. He plays with my clit, playing with it more. "Ohh that's good kitty," he tells me. "Oh you like that huh... oh your clit boner is getting bigger. Keep purring for me." My moans tell him where to go, what to do... its like a secret map he's following to find a trigger to make my pleasure even more. Then he places his finger tips around my clit and starts pulling his hand up - he's jacking me off.  "You like your clit being jacked off like a little dick, don't you?" I barely open my eyes, mouth open, and moan my agreement. "Oh I know you do... your clit boner is bigger."

And then he says something that gets me wild, "Beg me to eat your pussy... if you beg good enough, I might do it." And oooh he's teasing my clit and pussy so very much, and my moans are louder. I'm going wild with anticipation. I give up moaning, and start pleading with him. "Please, please, please eat my pussy... please baby please eat me..." and I'm begging more and more while he's jacking me off. I'm almost ready to cum from his fingers, I can't imagine how good it his mouth would feel right now.

He pulls the covers back, and climbs down to lay between my legs. He doesn't hesitate at all. His tongue is just suddenly on me, flicking across my clit, licking and lapping at it. It feels warm and soft, it feels so very good and my moans are echoing my pleasure. He pauses for a moment to readjust, pulls on one of my pussy lips to pull it up just a bit, and his mouth is back on me, eating away, making long strokes up and kissing my clit over and over. My legs are shaking from tension and my hips are flexing up slightly against him... he starts sucking on my clit, giving it sucking kisses. With a few more flicks of his tongue, I was cumming.

He didn't stop. He kept licking, sweeping his head back and forth very quickly to keep my orgasm going and going. I'm crying out so loudly. Then he pulled back, for a moment. I caught my breath and began to relax... and he went back to sucking on my clit. Another orgasm, and when he kept going and going, another orgasm. Now I'm bucking my hips and he's staying with me, flicking my clit and each stroke of his tongue makes me cry out.

He stops, and once again my legs and hips relax. He climbs up and kisses me, and I can taste myself on his lips and chin. I'm everywhere and I'm sweeping my tongue and lips around his face, savoring the taste. Its delicious. "It tastes so good, doesn't it?" he asks me. My heart thrills at these words. The head of his dick is on my clit, hard but not moving. Its teasing me. He can feel me pushing into it lightly, and he rocks his dick on it. I'm so close to cumming again. Then he slides his dick into me, and I'm flooded with pleasure. His eyes open in shock or surprise, I'm not sure. "Ooooh baby! Your pussy has never felt so good... oh fuck baby I can't believe how good it feels right now." And he pulls out only slightly, and when he just barely pushes back in, my orgasm explodes and I'm crying his name, grinding my hips. He stops moving until I begin to relax, and the repeats the same slow movements. Another orgasm. Then another. He's barely able to control not cumming himself, I can tell, but suddenly he pulls out and climbs back down to my pussy, and he's eating me out again.

I'm hit with orgasm after orgasm, crying out his name over and over. His lips and mouth and tongue are tweaking my clit and I can't keep still, I don't know what's going on, just that I'm cumming over and over again. I don't know how much I came, the orgasms melted into each other and he didn't stop. He pulls up to kiss me again, and again he's covered in my cum all over his face. I'm kissing and licking him clean, loving how he loves it so much.

He rolls over next to me, and asks if its his turn to cum  yet. I beg him for more - how can I stop when its this good? He can't believe I want more, but I only ask once and he climbs on top and sticks his dick in me.... again I explode into orgasm from hardly any movement. "So sensitive today" he whispers as he kisses my neck. "Such a sensitive pussy... oh fuck you're so wet," he says as I cum again. And again.

My whole body is bliss and he seems happy to keep me going - because he goes back down to my pussy and starts eating me out again. Now he's alternating between mouth and finger on my clit, toying with me. My legs and hips are tired, but I can't stop shaking, bucking, screaming, whipping my head back and forth as I grab pillows, his hands, his shoulders, his head, crying out his name. Its like one long orgasm that is neverending.

Finally, after what must have been 15-20 orgasms (that I can remember), he pulls away, kisses me again, and I almost savagely attack him with kisses, stopping only to say how much I love him. And he tells me he loves me so much, he thinks I'm delicious and he loves to eat me out.  I am flooded with the most incredible emotional bliss I could ever imagine.  I lay on his chest to catch my breath, let my brain try to figure out what just happened to me.

A few minutes pass, and I ask him how he'd like to cum... he asks for a foot job. Its been a long time since he's had one, and right now I'm just happy to be able to do make him cum that way. We grab the lube and I lather up my toes and soles of my feet and sit so I'm perpendicular to his body, ankles on his body. I've only given a few foot jobs to him, so I feel very inadequate with my skills. But he's moaning from my feeble strokes, rubbing the sole of one foot along his cock while the other cradles it. His cock is slippery and I can barely hold onto it with my feet. I manage to scrunch my toes on one foot, then slide his cock between my big toe and second toe stroking his head. He loves it. He's watching his cock slide between my feet. I jack him off with the soles of my feet, then alternate scrunching my toes around him and he tells me he loves it. He loves my beautiful feet and how good I make him feel. He's so turned on he can't look away. I stop only to reapply lube twice more, and he's begging to cum, especially when I hold his cock in between my toes. Finally I rapidly stroke him with one foot, pinning it against my other foot. He cums with a lot of force spilling cum on his stomach.

We wipe off the lube, pull up the covers, and fall asleep. An hour later, we're holding each other the same as when we fell asleep.