Haya Gets a Lap Dance, Pt. 4

“Um, music?” Ricci questioned.

Haya pointed a remote to the sound system and “Do Me Baby” rang out. A very fitting song, Ricci thought.

Ricci took her coat off and revealed she was wearing very little underneath. Leopard print Louboutins and a lingerie set were the evening’s clothing choices. The lingerie was a lacy white teddy that barely covered anything on Ricci’s curvy body. Her ass alone swallowed up the G-string and the fabric just held together by her big tits. The Louboutins added an extra touch, accentuating her long and athletic legs. Her long, ebony hair was pulled in a tight bun. Her makeup was flawless as usual, with just lip gloss, a touch of blush and mascara completing her look. As with her many private dances, Ricci took her time to get fully engrossed into the song, but it was never took too much time. She started by sitting on the chair, spreading her legs apart. She threw her head back and rolled her body to the piano notes of the song. It was almost as if Prince wrote the song with Ricci in mind.

Her hands cupped her bountiful breasts, peeling the tiny fabric that scarely covered them. She then moved her hands down to her shaven snatch, the one area that mesmerized Haya hours before at the club. Ricci knew what she was doing. Haya wanted a show; Ricci was giving her the best one $500 could buy. Meanwhile, Haya caught herself licking her lips again. Ricci had a gorgeous body but it was her pussy that had Haya delirious with heat. She wanted to taste it, lick it, nibble it, savor it and love it. She couldn’t wait to get her tongue on that beautiful clit and was getting very impatient that she had to wait.

Ricci surprised Haya by really putting on a show for her. She stuck a middle finger in her mouth and sucked it like it was a stiff cock. She then moved the finger down to her pussy and began rubbing it for Haya’s enjoyment. Her eyes locked with Haya’s, never leaving as she continued to play with herself. Ricci moaned softly and closed her eyes as her fingers feverishly worked her clit. She was about to cum and wanted Haya to cum with her.

“Haya, you wanna fuck me?” Ricci panted.

Haya moved off the couch and stood in front of Ricci. “Yes,” she softly moaned.

“You really want to fuck me?” Ricci moaned.

Haya kneeled in front of Ricci and was tempted to lick her pussy right then and there. It was so wet and smelled absolutely intoxicating. She imagined she could spend all night in Ricci’s hot cunt. “Fuck yeah,” she moaned.

Ricci switched hands and let Haya suck on her wet fingers. Haya hungrily licked Ricci’s fingers, tasting the woman’s pussy and wanting more. It was so delicious and Haya craved more. Her body was on fire and her pussy was wet with desire. Haya moved one of her fingers down to her pussy and began to finger herself. She wanted to fuck Ricci bad and didn’t know how much longer she could wait. She wanted to fuck Ricci bad and didn’t know how much longer she could wait.

“You wanna fuck me, Haya?” Ricci whispered again as she played with her pussy faster.

“Fuck yeah,” Haya moaned. She felt like she was about to climax anytime.

“Good,” Ricci abruptly stopped playing with herself and stood up, leaving Haya in shock. Ricci merely smiled as she began to put on her coat. She then kneeled down to Haya and whispered in her ear. “I don’t fuck clients who pay for it.” She then grabbed her envelope and left.

The queen of the mindfucks redeemed herself…this time…

"Pain is certain Suffering is optional"

A story to tell…

Have you ever felt the belt?  No Sir, only spankings

and so the scene begins

hands cuffed in steel behind her back…then instructed to lower her own slacks…but keep her thong on

walk over here dear..and kneel

bend over     turn your head to the side          Do you remember your safe word?  Use it and I will stop…as I’m not practiced in this                     Yes Sir

I start       slowly at first    feeling ass cheeks after each blow         SMACK!   x at least 20

(hissed in her ear)  do you know your safety word?  I get “into” it….but, in short..questioning why she hadn’t used it yet

Marks…marks from blows….slight blood on the edges….red welts

legs/thighs/buttocks/calves

(I could go on and on…I AM Sadistic?  I enjoy this?)

but…….

I stop before she indicates the need    (I cannot do more damage than I already have)

I finger your pussy…to the point that you ask permission to come….reward is given quickly

you come…in cuffed ankles and collar..I force you to hop to your bathroom mirror..to see the result

you gasp

“you didn’t use your safe word” 

No Sir…I didn’t need to

I feel your marks..the warmth emitted

And…..      then I suffer

What am I?

Rammstein Pussy - ce-i așa șocant?

Văleu maică au făcut drogații ăia de la Rammstein un clip cu pule, cu tot tacâmul.  Așa, și? Bravo lor! Păi dacă melodia-i cu pussy, cu ce vroiați să fie clipul? Cu norișori, îngerași, floricele? Bă, unii nu pricep și pace: dacă nu te duce capul, nu vorbi! Că trăncăneala airea nu te face mai deștept!

Și acum sincer… care dracu se mai sperie de-o pulă? Căscați ochii aici la varianta necenzurată și urechile pâlnie!

a masturbation story

I like to take really hot showers and get out with my skin still all pink heated. I go in my room and lay across my bed on my back and feel the fan blowing cool air against my moist skin. I feel the goose bumps start to form as the water dries. It is my favorite time to masturbate. I lay there exploring my breasts with my hands, gently pulling at my nipples until they are both rock hard and then pinching them just until they hurt. That spark of pain loosens the juices and I feel my pussy moisten and start to tingle. Spreading my legs to let the cool air from the fan meet the wet heat from between my thighs, I feel a sigh escape my lips as my hands begin to reach for the soft folds of flesh. As my fingers pull my pussy lips apart and begin a slow exploration of the wetness within I am thrilled with how wet, how heated I can make myself. I close my eyes and feel the tension begin to build as my fingers find the familiar tender places and begin to tickle and tease, spreading the wetness around and slipping into the heated depths. Behind my eyes runs a porn quality fantasy of my best friend and that crazy druken night we spent licking each other from head to toe in college. I can smell her hair and taste the sweet liquor flavored kisses of her mouth. I feel her nails run down my belly and it’s her hands making me moan. I see her tits in my face as she leans over me up on all fours inviting the dark stranger we picked up in the bar to have his way with her. I hear him moan and feel his body shudder as he buries his cock in her and begins to pound her from behind. her titties bounce in my face, he has a handful of her hair pulling her head back as the extacy escapes her lips on a sigh. I reach with my mouth and pull her nipple with my teeth, suckling on it – feeling it harden. A tear escapes her as I bite hard enough to hurt. The man encourages me as the pain made her wetter. Using my fingers I pull on the other nipple until she cries out. After another forceful pinch, I use my mouth to gently lick the nipples – holding her big beautiful breasts in my hands and she sighs with the softness that followed the pain. I hear him spank her and she cries out again. He uses the paddle we bought and spanks her other cheek. She moans, she giggles and she loses her next words into my kiss. The man continues to spank her until both her cheeks are pink and warm to the touch. gently he uses his hands to softly rub the same area he just used the paddle on. Pulling out of her, he brings his mouth to her ass and uses his tongue to apply soft kisses to the pain, pulling her ass up to his face he buries his face in her pussy and licks her until she cums. He has the small cat of ninetails whip in his hands and her eyes have gone big at the site of it. I feel my pussy tingle in anticiaption of the leather meeting the soft lips of her pussy. I watch as he spanks the soft feminine folds and see her eyes close with pleasure of it. He whips her pussy several times, softly licking her between each slap. Hearing her alternate cries from the pain and soft sighs from the pleasure of his mouth it is all I can do not to cum on the spot. Finally he turns her back over and pulls her ass towards him, she begs him to be gentle. He isn’t. He slams his huge, hard cock deep inside her swollen pussy sending tears down her face as a scream escapes her lips. He pushes her head into my pussy and she obediantly begins to feed on me. She is very good at it. Loves the taste of me on her tongue and soon he falls into a rthym from behind and between her moans she licks my swollen clit, alternating between a soft teasing lick and forceful one until I think there is no way I can stand it. She reaches back and finds my favorite dildo – 10 inches long and fat around. She looks devilishly at me and without a word shoves the entire 10″ in and begins to fuck me with the dildo. I can still feel her toung on my clit and the rythm of penetration is set by the stranger as he buries himself in her, banging hard from behind. I feel the climax building as she is screaming both our names and the dildo that has replaced her fingers slams into my pussy – arching my back, feeling her hair on my belly and thier moans, sounds of extacy in my ears feeling the fat dildo fill my pussy as the juices flow out of me, I feel myself cum, shuddering, shaking every muscle in my body tensed and the climax releases me and I cry out. Slowly I continue to carress the swollen clit and lips as my fantasy begins to shut down and reality floats back on the soft billow of the fan blowing on me. Smiling I bring my fingers to my lips and lick each one, tasting pussy….

jag tycker att alla bloggare som kan skriva skapar ett nytt socialt medie och lämnar "bloggandet" åt hor-maffian

Jag förstår inte grejen med att Kiss är så glad över att hon enligt bloggportalen är Sveriges “största” blogg. Det är ju enbart för att jag två inlägg ned Länkade till henne, självklart. Det är så bloggvärlden *fungerar*.

Alla koder, skrälla färger och fula pixlar drivs med. Hennes blogg suger och det vet hon – därför spelar hon på det enda hon kan “komma med”.. den blonda stereotypen. Ganska tragiskt.. Jag tycker lite synd om henne. Medioker brunett, flicka, oerhört lätt-ersatt stockholmsbo, som desperat provocerat sig upp till “bloggportalen”s topp. Vem bryr sig? Varför bryr folk sig..? Katrin sammanfattar allt jag tycker väldigt bra här…

SE FILMEN.

Tack för länken Oliver.

Car sex

(Warning: contains descriptions of sex.)

About mid-week the wife says that the kid is going out Friday evening at about 7:30 so that’ll be time for sex. That’s all well and good. And I guess I should be thankful for what I can get. It would be preferable if our love making was frequent enough so that an appointment would not be necessary.

How about a little spontaneity?! OK, I know, spontaneity goes out the window when kids get to be of certain age and continues until they leave the house. By that time you’re lucky if you’re young enough for even semi-regular sex.

Speaking of spontaneity … the most spontaneous and dangerous thing we ever did sexually was in a car. I suppose that may be true for a lot of people. But this instance wasn’t having quick intercourse in the back seat.

One time — before we were married — we were on a trip back home from somewhere. This was before I realized that my wife was rather inhibited.

It was dark. I was driving along a long, straight stretch of highway. There was little traffic around.

I reached over and put my hand between her legs. She said something but I didn’t stop. I started rubbing her. She was a bit surprised by it all but she seemed to like it.

After not too long I slipped my hand under the waistband of her jeans and panties. My fingers felt the mound of her lower tummy and then her pubic hair before finding her clitoris. Just then she unbuttoned her jeans giving me freer access.

She slid down in the seat a bit and spread her knees apart. After working her clit more I pushed my finger into her vagina and started moving in and out. She as very wet.

Every now and then a car would approach and I’d pull my hand out. Fortunately that was necessary just a few times. I stopped purely for safety’s sake. It was so dark no one would have been able to see what I was doing inside.

After the car passed I’d slip my hand under her panties again. I told her to pull her panties down more to allow me better access and an occasional glance at her pussy.

I worked a couple fingers inside her for awhile but then concentrated on her clitoris. After not too long she moaned loudly and clenched her legs together … what she usually did — and does — when she has an orgasm while I’m fingering her pussy.

By now I had a raging hard-on. As she pulled her panties and pants back up and buttoned her jeans I said, “what about me?”

She said, “no, it’s too dangerous and too messy.”

I’d like to say that when we got back to her place we had sex for hours. Unfortunately it was a long time ago and all I remember was fingering her.

I’m reminded of a couple years earlier. That was before I met my wife. I was returning home from an out-of-town business appointment. It was a Saturday and I was casually dressed. I started thinking of a woman I had just started dating. I was running various scenarios through my head as to how I would have sex with her the first time.

It didn’t take much of this daydreaming to give me a serious erection. I started rubbing my crotch now and then as I continued to imagine taking this woman’s clothes off.

It was about a two-hour drive and I just couldn’t get my fantasies of fucking this woman out of my head. I kept driving and kept rubbing. Back then I was a pretty accomplished masturbater and could control myself. But this time — maybe because I was paying more attention to driving — I suddenly realized that I was about to cum in my pants and it was too late to stop it from happening.

Bleh, what a mess — and I was still 45 minutes from home. It wasn’t a particularly comfortable ride. That’s one I wouldn’t forget.

Other than kissing I never had any other sex in a car. Oh well. There are a lot better places.

These days the wife and I stick to the bedroom because that’s where she wants to do it. Years ago we had the “couch position” that she particularly liked. It was nothing complicated. I’d sit on the couch with my legs wide and then she’d sit on my penis facing away from me. She could ride me and I could watch her ass go up and down as my penis went in and out of her … very nice.

As I was saying in the beginning … we had an appointment for sex on Friday night. Unfortunately I got a call from work and something needed to be handled right away, so instead of riding the wife I was riding my damn laptop.

Saturday morning, however, we did do it; missionary style the whole way. Think we’ll do it again this month?

To the young guys.

This is your Captain speaking……….welcome aboard fuckers.

This is a message for all the younger guys out there.  I know it sucks because women your age are not giving you the time of day right now, but trust me.  Keep working on your career and your dreams and you will be amazed at how great your life will be.  You have NO idea how successful you can or will be when you’re 19 or 20.  The last thing you want to do is to get bogged down with some bitch and even worse if you knock the bitch up.

I’m not saying that you have to pay for pussy like a hooker, although there is some truth to that, but what I’m saying is that the more successful you become, the more doors will open and the more options you will have in your life.  Not just with women, but with every aspect of your life.

It kills me to see young guys settle for some local piece of ass that they knocked up and end up giving up all their hopes and dreams, just to slave away to support some bitch and “do the right thing”.  Well, that’s the wrong fucking thing gentlemen!

Don’t shoot yourself in the foot by settling down with your highschool sweetheart.  Don’t date single mothers and do not have a serious relationship until AFTER you have realized your dreams.  Even then, a serious relationship offers no benefits to a guy that he cant get by banging multiple women.

Stay true to yourselves guys, don’t fall into the money pit of marriage and kids.  Live your life the way that you want it and not how some bitch is nagging you to live it.

Until next time fuckers.

You’re now free to move about Wall Street.