Archive for December, 2009

“The Edmonton Sun” published a story about a year ago about a tattoo artist in Edmonton, Canada, attempting to give his curvy cowgirl tattoo 3-D curves. And he was successful … for 2 weeks ….

In an effort at promoting his tattoo shop, Dragon FX, Mr. Lane Jensen of Edmonton had his New York surgeon friend, Dr. Brian Decker, implant tiny silicone breast implants under his tattoo on his left calf. (You don’t normally see “tiny” describing “silicone breast implants.”)

His cowgirl’s silicone breast implants were not your traditional breast implant – they were not the fluid filled silicone shells manufactured to look and feel like the real thing.  His cowgirl was augmented with solid silicone that is normally custom sized and shaped for nose or chin surgeries.

Mr. Jensen had this surgery on December 9, and by December 24th, the stitches split and infection was set in. Jensen commented, “My body just rejected it. I guess my girl wasn’t meant to have 3D breasts.”  Just Stupid!

Brad is one of my favorite lovers. He’s exciting and sexy and has
a great sense of humor. We’ve been lovers and friends for well over a year,
but I’ve never met him. I couldn’t describe him to any of my friends, and
only a few even know about him because not everyone would understand how
I can have a lover I’ve never met. No, he is not a fantasy or an imaginary
friend. He’s a very real man who happens to live in IL while I
live in FL.
I suppose that we don’t really live that far apart — especially in
this age of airplanes — and would have been able to meet by now if
we wanted to. Maybe we’re both afraid to meet each other — afraid that
we wouldn’t click in person — or maybe we prefer the lack of responsibility
inherent in our present relationship. Whatever the subconscious reasons, if
either of us has ever been in the others city, we’ve just never been able
to arrange our schedules so we could get together.
And so our relationship has remained confined to the medium in
which it began online and has moved to the telephone.

How does someone go about getting a phone lover? I’m not really
sure since I wasn’t looking for what happened between Brad and me. For
starters we’re both very open to new and different things.

Initially, Brad and I conversed on the computer and moved to the phone
in a business capacity that turned into friendship. We both enjoy witty
conversation and take every opportunity to make plays on words, especially
in a sexual context. Along with the risque’ jokes there was an like electricity,
perhaps generated by our well-matched mentalities. Eventually the joking
and teasing led to a suggestion of making love on the phone, and the mental
attraction injected real possibility into our teasing.

I also felt safe talking to Brad — he wasn’t some stranger calling
numbers at random (who might also have my address), and he wasn’t going to
keep bugging me if the idea didn’t go over. Besides, he has a sexy, melodic
voice and I had wondered what kind of lover he would be. Is it so strange to
be attracted to a man’s voice, after all? I’ve listened to opera singers and
jazz vocalists who’ve put me in the mood faster than a porn video could.

Our first time together, Brad did most of the work. I was sleeping
soundly, tucked up against my pillows, when the phone rang. I answered it
sleepily, and vulnerably, as it later turned out.
“I just had a dream about you,” Brad said in a whispery, breathy,
eager voice.
“What was it?” I asked, giggling a little and shivering with
excitement.
It was four o’clock in the morning, and the “noir gla’mour” of that
adventurous hour enhanced the novelty of the moment.
“I dreamed I was lying here in bed and you were there next to me,
naked and so beautiful. It seemed so real, like I could reach out and
touch you.”
“If I was there, what would you do?” I whispered, that familiar
tingle awakening in my groin.
“What would you like?”
“I love to kiss. It turns me on a lot. Are you a good kisser?”
“The best. I kiss you slowly and softly. I taste you and gently bite
your lip. Then I move down and kiss your nipples. Tell me what they
look like.”
I threw back the sheet and studied my bare breasts in the half-light
of a summer morning.
“The areolas are about the size of half-dollars and my nipples are
about the size of pencil erasers — perfect for nibbling. I like them
nibbled on because they’re very sensitive.”
“Touch them for me. Caress your tits and pinch the nipples.. how does
it feel?”
I did what he asked, never once thinking about faking it.
“Mmmmm. It feels wonderful.”
“Then I kiss my way down between your legs. Describe your pussy to
me.”
“I’ totally hairless, I like it like that, its much more sensitive that way.”
“What about the inside?” What about the slit?”
“It’s kinda like a pouty lil mound and then when I spread it open,
it’s very rosy — more rosy than pink.”
“What’s your scent like?”
“I don’t have a strong scent.”
“Is it wet?”
“Sopping. I always get very wet.”
“Touch yourself. Is your clit swollen?”
“Like a little pea.”
“Wet your finger and taste it.”
I did so, then went back to slowly stroking my slippery slit.
“I’d lick your slit up and down. Then I’d stick my tongue in as
far as I could, scooping out your juices. More licking up and down
and then I’d suck on your clit, pulling it into my mouth until you
cum. What’s happening with you now?”
“I’m grinding my hips on the bed. I want to do you. I want you.”
“What do you want to do?”
“I want to suck your cock.” I tried to picture him lying there
stroking his erect cock as he talked to me.
“Tell me more.”
“I want to start by licking your balls and playing with them. Then
I’ll lick the shaft lightly up and down like  a popsicle.
I’ll flick my tongue over the head, playing with the little hole
on top. I’ll suck the head a little. But once I go down on it, I keep
at it. I deep-throat it every few strokes and I suck on it hard
while I keep stroking with my hand. Once I get it in my mouth I get so
excited I just suck away.. Oh Brad, I want you to fuck me now.”
“I lay you on your back and kneel between your legs rubbing the head
of my cock up and down the slit of your pussy. Then I put it in slowly
and I can feel your pussy. Grabbing at it inch by inch. It feels so
good. I fuck you slowly at first, building you up until you can’t stand it.”
“I want it fast and hard now,” I gasped. “I want you to fuck me and
bite my nipples.”
We were both breathing so heavily by this time it was hard to discern
all the words.
“I fuck you faster and deeper with every stroke until my cock is
bumping the back of your pussy. I kiss and bite your nipples, your neck,
behind your ears. My cock goes so deep into you, and I gyrate my pelvis
frantically so I touch every inch of the walls of your pussy.”
“I feel you. I feel your cock stroking that spot..”
“Cum for me, baby.”
“I’m going to cum now, Brad. I want you to cum, too. I want you to
cum inside me.”
“I’m going to cum and you can feel it shooting into you strong
and hot.”
With that, we both gasped into the phone as we came. My back arched
off the bed as my fingers worked the soft, buttery folds of my pussy.  It was
wonderfullly decadent and satisfying.
That is, until we said good night and broke the connection. The
drawback was having to nestle down into bed alone with no warm
body to cuddle against.

—-
As you can tell, phone sex is not for anyone with an aversion to
four-letter words. You also have to be extremely comfortable with
masturbation. It also helps if you’re vocal when you climax.
Brad always tells me how many times he spurts when he comes and then
after a few endearing words and a lot of teasing, we hang up. I would
recommend phone sex to anyone who’s looking for a way to add variety to
their sex life. In fact, I have recommended it.
As I mentioned before, some of my friends are aware of my
relationship with Brad. The most common question is, how do we keep the sex
from growing stale — after all, we’ve been doing it for almost two years. Well,
there are several ways to vary phone sex. We describe what we’d do in various
positions or acts of sex. For instanced, my sumptuous, very sensual
description of tit-fucking.
“I’ll spread almond oil on your hard, hot cock and then rub it all
over my tits until they glisten. My hard nipples will shine in the
candlelight. You’ll straddle me and press your dick against my chest. I love
how stiff and hot it feels.
“I’ll lift my tits up so that they press against either side of your
cock and you’ll slide it back and forth. It’ll be warm and slick — almost as
good as my pussy. I’ll flick the head of your cock with my tongue as you
thrust forward. Then I’ll press my tits even harder against you and play with
the nipples. When you cum you’ll thrust it into my mouth and I’ll suck every
single precious drop from you.
Brad has also instructed me on how to use my vibrator.
Then one night when I called Brad he had just put a porn film on. He described
the action (a threesome) to me and we both got off. That gave me the idea of
copying one of my favorite porn films.  We watched the flick together,
Brad in IL and me in FL, and we had achieved our goal within the first ten
minutes of the film. Because of the distance provided by the telephone,
maybe we’re both more uninhibited than we might usually be. In any case,
the relationship has led me to try other scenarios I previously wasn’t
much interested in. One of those was a threesome.
One night — inevitably — there was a woman with him when I called.
Brad put Cathy on his wireless phone. With all three of us describing
the moves or giving orders, I listened intently and avidly while they
fucked each other passionately and I came feverishly. Unfortunately,
I felt a little lonely afterward since he had someone there to continue
the good times with or cuddle up with after the connection as broken,
whereas I again had an empty bed.

Another first was a threesome on my end. When one evening
I was at the apartment of one my closest friends. We had been
drinking and talking about sex, as usual. In a fit of honesty
I told her about my relationship with Brad. She thought it was great.
We drank a little more and went on watching some movie.
We kept wishing we had a man with us, and even tried to reach a
couple of men we knew, but without success. Then I hit on the idea of
calling Brad. He was all for it, which I wasn’t surprised to say the least.
Tina and I sat on her kitchen floor (she had only one phone and it
was in the kitchen). We were naked and drunk and horny. The floor was cold
and the room was dark. Brad’s voice sounded extra sexier than ever.
After the introduction was made, we giggled and waited for someone to
start something.
Suddenly, Tina leaned over and sucked my nipple, very gently.
“Oh!” I exclaimed.
“What’s the matter?” Brad asked.
“She’s — oh! She’s sucking on my tit,” I told him.
“Do you like it?”
“Actually, yes. Do you?”
“I love it. If you like it, what’s the problem?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t expect it. I thought we were all just going
to masturbate together.”
“Relax. Enjoy it.”
“Okay.”
“So tell me what she’s doing.”
“She’s got her hand on my pussy. She’s playing with me.”
“Does it feel good?”
“Yes. Very good. Mmmmm..”
“Do you think you’ll cum?”
“I always cum.”
“Are you horny?”
“I’m always horny.”
“What’s she doing now?”
“She’s licking me.  I’ve never done this before.”
“How does it feel?”
“It feels good. I wish it were you.”
“Now what’s happening?”
“Tina’s licking my clit and finger-fucking me.. Brad I’m going to
cum now.”
“Now you should reciprocate, ” Brad said.
He listened while I gasped in a paroxysm of pleasure. Tina raised her
head and kissed me on the lips so I could taste my juices.
Tentatively, I reached out and touched her pussy. It was wet and
warm, much like my own. Touching it was strangely familiar, but still I was
unsure of what to do. Under Brad’s guidance I brought Tina — and him — to
orgasm.  And Tina pushed me over the edge once again.
Then we started on the oral stuff. First I stood up while Tina — at
Brad’s command — parted my pussy lips and licked me up and down. Then she
lay down on the kitchen floor and I straddled her head. We went into a sixty-
nine position with Brad telling me what to do and listening to the slurp of
Tina’s dripping cunt, which smelled similar to mine — not too strong or fishy
like girls I had stood near in the gym. I made her scream with pleasure so
that Brad could hear her all the way in IL. She went to work on me with
a vengeance and Brad shot off yet again.
Tina and I went to separate beds satisfied at how bold we had been and yet
not totally satisfied for lack of physical contact with a man.
I wonder if I’ll ever find a FL lover as open and as much of a
friend as Brad is.
I wonder if Brad will ever come to Florida so that I can finally get
under the covers with him.
More than that, I wonder if Brad and I will have as good a time in
person as we do over the phone.

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When Mary finally got home that Friday morning she stripped and stood in front of the mirror. She knew she should shower, but first she just wanted to look at herself. She patted her big stomach, examining it as if it had gotten larger. “Should have,” she thought, “all the semen I swallowed. Who would a thought I could blow him three times, and he’d still be able to fuck me so many times.” While she’d had a good time the night before, the man she spent it with had been very lucky indeed.

She thought about the fact that for years she had been so self-conscious of her size, letting the feeling that she could never be attractive keep her captive so long. So long that she let her marriage slip away. Let her husband go seeking sex in someone else’s bed. Then the long months since her divorce, hiding in her apartment without the nerve to go out. Yet last night her friend Sharon had convinced her to go out and try to have fun. What fun she had. She met a man who made her proud of her size. “BBW” was what he called her. She truly felt like a Big Beautiful Woman now. And, despite the fact she knew he was married, she went back to his room and they had sex nearly all night. “Oh why, girl,” she said to the image in the mirror, “why did you wait so long? Had you forgotten how much you like sex? Like fucking? Like the feel of a man in your cunt? And in your mouth?” Well, she remembered now, and she didn’t intend to forget again.

“When he gets back to town, boy will I have a treat for him. Think I’ll take him on a trip this time,” she smiled to herself. “A trip around the world.” With that pleasant thought, she headed off to the shower to wash the man-smell off the outside of her.

He called Mary even before he called his wife when he found out he had to take another trip to Mary’s town. He was delighted when she said she’d meet his plane and drive him to town.

As Len got off the plane he spotted Mary waiting in the passageway. “Damn she’s a good looking woman,” he thought, admiring the fact that she made no attempt to hide her size, almost flaunting it. “Hmm,” he thought as she walked toward him, “I don’t believe Mary’s wearing a bra.” He enjoyed watching her big tits bounce as she approached.

After they picked up his luggage, she directed him to the parking garage where she had parked at the far end of the lot. When they got to her car she grabbed him. Holding him tight, she forced her tongue into his mouth. As she broke the kiss, continuing to hold his body tight against her. “I’m very happy to see you.” As she rubbed her thigh against his she added, “And I can tell that you’re happy to see me too.” She then kissed him again and their tongues met. Len’s hand found itself under her blouse and she moved away just enough that he could slide it up until he was enjoying that wonderful feeling of squeezing a soft, naked tit. Mary moaned against his mouth as he pinched her nipple, then pulled back and said, “Get in the car lover. I want a taste of what you brought me.

Obediently he got in the passenger seat and she went around to the driver’s door. Instead of sitting in the seat, she got on her knees and leaned across. As she kissed him again he could feel her trying to unzip his pants. He reached down and helped her get it lowered. She fished his cock out of his shorts, bent, and smoothly took him completely into her mouth. As she deep-throated him Len could feel her tongue teasing. She slid him in and out while she worked a hand back into his shorts and grasped his balls. As pulled the dick out of her mouth and said, “Oh yes, I’m very glad to see you.” With that she pulled her hand out of his pants and swiveled into her seat.”

“You’re not gonna finish what you started?” he asked.

“I said I just wanted a taste,” she said smiling. Starting the car, she added, “Don’t worry, I’ll finish that when we get to the hotel. Now put that thing away and let’s get going. I’m gonna take you ’round the world tonight.” Len wondered to himself what she meant, but didn’t say anything as he zipped up and fastened his seat belt. He put his hand on Mary’s thigh and squeezed it as she pulled out. He moved his hand to her crotch and rubbed it, feeling the heat of her sex.

“Hey, watch it.” she said with a smile. “You want me to have a wreck. You keep that up and we’ll never make it to the hotel.”

“Just wanted a quick feel,” Len said as he took his hand out of her crotch. “I’ve been thinking about that pussy for two weeks.”

“You’re gonna get all of that pussy you can take tonight. So just hold your horses.” Luckily it wasn’t a long drive to the hotel.

As soon as they got in the hotel room, Len dropped his bags on the floor and grabbed Mary and kissed her hard. He returned his hand to her crotch and found it hot and damp. “Yes, that’s yours tonight,” she said, pushing him back. But I’ve got something to finish first.” With that, she pushed him back onto the bed. Kneeling between his knees, they both worked at getting his pants and shorts off. Once again she deep-throated him and caressed his nuts.

This time she sucked his cock in earnest: alternately burying her nose in his pubic hair and removing him and licking around his crown. Len could feel the orgasm she was working on approach, but just before he came . . . brrrng! Looking up, Mary said, “Who the hell could that be?”

“Only one person,” he said bitterly, his hard-on fading. Leaning over he grabbed the phone by the bed. He was right – his wife.

“Yes dear. I got here fine.” Mary rubbed his dick against her cheek.

“No, I’ll be home Sunday morning. I’ll take care of all that Sunday.” She cradled his balls in her hand and blew on them.

“And I don’t have to go in Monday. I’ll get it all done.” Mary ran her tongue around his sac.

Mary grinned up at him while she played with his cock and balls, listening to him try to placate his nagging wife. While Len tried to concentrate on the phone call, Mary unbuttoned her blouse, releasing her large breasts. She then nestled his dick between those soft globes. He felt himself begin to harden again as she pressed her tits together, trapping him and working him up and down.

“Sure dear. I’ll take you out to eat Sunday.” Len leaned back slightly so his dick extended up out of it”s silken trap.

“No, we’ll go somewhere nice.” Mary bent her head and licked him, still fucking him with her cleavage.

“No, it wasn’t my idea to have this meeting on the weekend.” Mary sucked up the drop of pre-cum seeping from him.

“I know it’s not fair. But it’s my job, I’ve got to do it.” Len bit his lip to keep from moaning as his lover bounced her tits up and down, stimulating him almost to the point of no return.

“I’ve got to get off here now. They’re waiting for me to go to dinner.” Len hoped he could get the bitch off the phone before it was too late as Mary continued to titty-fuck him. “Sure dear, me too. Goodbye now.” With a sigh of relief he hung up the phone.

Mary released his dick and rubbed it around on her cheek, streaking herself with the sticky stuff leaking from him. Looking him in the eye, Mary said, “Your choice . . . mouth or tits. Where do you wanna cum?”

“Mouth. Yes please, make me cum in your mouth,” Len whispered.

“Good choice,” Mary responded before taking him fully into her mouth again. After sliding her lips up and down on him, she moved until just his head was between her lips.

She twirled her tongue around his cock-head, causing him to moan. “Oh god, Mary. Make me cum. Make me cum please. Fuck me with your mouth.” Obligingly, she sucked him in again and, as she looked him in the eyes, bobbed her head up and down – truly fucking him with her mouth. “Oh yes, OH YES,” he hollered as he began to spasm. She continued keeping eye contact as he repeatedly spurted into her throat and she swallowed the sweet cream.

Finally spent, he collapsed back onto the bed. She pulled him out and rubbed his shrinking dick against her face. “Damn that was good. Baby, I love the taste of your cum.”

“Yes it was good. So fucking good.” He pulled her up by the shoulders and she laid across his chest, kissing him. As she stuck her tongue into his mouth he again tasted his own sex on her lips. After kissing a little longer, she rolled over on her back. Len got to his elbows and leaned over to suck her nipples while his hand went back to her crotch.

Mary let him suckle her tits and rub her pussy for a while, then pushed him away. “Didn’t you promise me dinner?”

“Can’t I have a little taste first? You got your appetizer.”

“There’ll be plenty of that for you tonight. But I’m hungry now.”

“Okay,” he said giving up. “Let’s go to dinner.”

As they both got their clothes back on, he said, “I want to apologize for the phone call. She’s always checking up on me.”

“I didn’t mind. I liked teasing you,” Mary replied. “Besides, tonight she’s got good reason to check on you. Me! I’m the one screwing her husband, the one getting what she isn’t.”

“Hell, she isn’t even wanting what you’re getting.”

“Then she’s both a bitch and a fool. Now, let’s go to dinner.”

As they started to leave, Len looked at Mary and asked, “You know you’ve got semen on your face?”

“Yep. I’m gonna wear it proudly. It’s an ego thing. If anyone is interested, I want them to know I’m the lucky one you’re doing tonight.”

“You are so crazy,” Len said with a smile. “I just hope someone notices that I just got a blow job from this beautiful woman.” This brought a smile to Mary’s stained face as they headed out to the restaurant.

Sure enough, as the waitress was taking Mary’s order, Len saw her looking at the streaks on his lover’s face. The woman then turned to him and Len could see she was grinning. She looked back at Mary’s face, then at Len, “And what would you like?” she asked. “Or should I say what else would you like?” she added with a wink.

Dinner couldn’t be over soon enough for Len. And Mary seemed to be thinking the same thing as she ate very quickly. As soon as they were done, Len went to the desk to pay his tab while Mary went on out the door. After taking his money, the cashier said, “Y’all have a good time tonight now,” and she too winked at him. It was clear that the waitress had shared her observations about them with the rest of the staff. With that thought making him even hornier, he joined Mary on the street.

Smiling at him she said, “I think I’ve made the whole joint envious. Did you see them looking at us . . . at my face?”

“Yes Darlin’, I did.” With that he pulled her to him and kissed her. That’s when he noticed the dark alley next to the restaurant. He edged Mary into the dark, and kissed her harder. As their tongues dueled, his hand found her crotch again. “You’re still hot down there, lady. Love it,” he said as he groped her pussy in earnest.

“Of course I’m hot. I’m with the hottest guy in town tonight. And if you keep that up we may not make it back to the . . . oh yeah,” as Len pressed his hand harder between her legs and forced the denim seam between her pussy lips. “God that feels good. Watch out baby.”

“I am watching out,” he said. I’m watching out for you to cum for me right here.” He could feel the dampness even through the thick denim.

“Un hunh,” she sighed. “That feels good, so good.” He continued to press his hand to her and soon there were moans coming out of her mouth. “Someone will see us,” she protested weakly.

“So what,” he said. “I wouldn’t mind. But I’m not gonna stop until you cum for me. Cum for me, Mary.” The woman seemed to sag against his hand until he was nearly holding her up by her cunt.

“Okay lover. Do it. Rub my pussy. Make me cum, make me cum.” He continued rubbing as hard as he could. Suddenly she tightened her thighs around his hand and moaned, “Oh god, oh god, oh hell yes.” He could feel her whole body shake and an orgasm ran through her. “OHFUCK!” Her yell was muffled against his chest. He continued to rub and she continued to shake and cry out until she finally pushed him away. “Enough. Enough for now. Let’s get back to the hotel, baby. I want you in me.”

“Sounds good to me,” he said releasing her.

When they got back to the room, Len closed the door and locked it. Turning around he saw that Mary already had her blouse off and jeans halfway down. She kicked them aside and laid back on the bed, her legs spread wide. Len could see that the white cotton panties she wore were very wet. He walked over and ran his fingers against her pussy through the damp cloth. “Did I do that?”

“You sure as hell did,” she answered. “And keep doing it.”

Len stepped back and just looked at the big woman on his bed. “Damn I like looking at your body.”

“There’s a lot to look at,” she said with a smile. As he watched, Mary rubbed her own crotch.

“Oh, that’s nice, baby. I love to see you do that.” With this encouragement, she stuck her hand into her panties. He could tell that she had her fingers in her pussy.

“Get your clothes off, buster. I wanna see you naked too.”

“Just keep doing that while I get undressed.” He quickly removed his clothes while she continued to finger-fuck herself. When he was completely undressed he got on his knees, his head poised over her wet panties.

Slowly he pulled the panties down and smiled as he watched her fingers working in and out. Finally he pulled her hand out and sucked her fingers into his mouth. “Hmmm,” he said. That tastes so good. I love your sex.” With that, he dipped his tongue into her.

“That feels good too,” she said. But come up here. I need a cock – now – and yours is the only one around here. Obligingly he positioned himself between her legs and rubbed his cock-head against her wet pussy lips. “Give it to me. Give it to me NOW.” With one thrust he buried himself completely into her.

“Gawd babe, you are so hot and so wet,” he said. Bending over he sucked on one of her nipples while she pinched the other.

“Fuck me hard, Len. I’m about to cum again.” With that Len began began banging in and out, his thighs slapping against hers and his balls bouncing on her big ass. “Fuckfuckfuck,” she muttered over and over. “Fuckfuckfuckmehard.” Suddenly she screamed, “YESYESYESI’MCUMMING!” Len could feel her cunt muscles constricting around him as her back arched. Mary pressed herself violently against him, twisting and bouncing as her climax shook her. Len held still, riding out the orgasm while trying to stave off his own. When she was finally still again he resumed sliding in and out, slowly and gently this time. “Lay next to me,” she asked, “and do me from the side like you did last time.”

“Sure thing,” he said as he pulled out. Len lay next to her and they entwined their legs until he was pushing against her pussy again. Once more he thrust all the way into her, going deeper from this angle.

“I love it when you do me in this position. You go so much further into me with my big belly out of the way.”

“I like it too,” he said. “I can fuck you and still watch while you play with yourself. You know that turns me on. Play with yourself, Mary. Rub your clit for me while I fuck you.” With a smile, she began fingering herself. Len was pleased when this drew a moan from her. Mary closed her eyes and, still masturbating, she pressed herself against him, trapping her fingers between her clit and his pubic bone. Len could feel that he was getting near. He thrust harder, repeatedly slapping against her.

“That’s it, that’s it, lady.” Len slammed against her one more time, then held still, buried as deeply in her as he could get. He couldn’t hold back any longer. “Oh shit, here I cum!” With one last push he felt himself begin to explode.

“Give it to me. Give me your cum,” she shouted. Len could feel her cunt bite hard on him as his dick spurted. She cried out once more and he knew she was cumming too, cumming with him.

Over and over he spasmed until he couldn’t do it again. Mary continued bucking a while before she wore out too. Len laid still, his soft cock still embedded in his lover’s pussy. He could feel their combined juices running out of her and across his thigh. “We’re leaving one hell of a wet spot, Lover.”

“Neither one of us is doing the laundry, are we? So let’s not worry about it. Besides, when I get through with you you’re gonna sleep just fine even if you are laying in it.”

“Me. I thought you’d lay in it.”

“Don’t think so. Guess we’ll just have to stay up until it dries.” Len finally slipped out of her, so he turned and kissed her. “Besides,” Mary said when the kiss ended. “You’ve got one more stop to make before you complete this trip I promised.”

“Trip?” Len said quizzically. He had not really understood what she meant when she said she was taking him around the world.

“If you don’t know, I’ve got a great surprise for you then. But first, I gotta pee.” With that she disengaged herself from Len and headed for the bathroom. Len heard her emptying her bladder, then she called out, “Come here a minute, Hon.” He went to the bathroom and found her still sitting on the commode. “Get me a washcloth, will you. Someone spilled all this cum on me and I need to clean up.”

Obediently he wet a cloth and handed it so her. As he watched, she wiped her thighs, then her pussy. Handing it back to him, she reached over and took a hold of his limp dick. “Oooh,” she said with a mock frown, “someone’s pretty sticky. Maybe we ought to jump in the shower and get clean before we go on.”

“Sounds good to me,” Len said.

As soon as the water was warm enough, they both got under the shower. Mary rubbed her wet body against his and kind of jiggled to increase the friction. Then she turned her back to him and handed him the shampoo. “Dribble this down my back, lover.” Obediently he did so, then rubbed himself against her now slick backside. Mary squirmed until she had him wedged between her butt cheeks. “Feel good, Hon?” she asked.

“Oh yeah, it sure does,” he said. Len reached around her and cupped her pussy in his hand. He rubbed until her pubic hair was foaming with soapsuds. He then slid three fingers into her wet box as she ground against his hand and his captive dick.

“Hmm,” she sighed. “That feels to good.” Len continued moving his hand in out as she squirmed, stimulating him against her ass. Finally she said, “We better rinse off and get out of here before it’s too late. They separated and took turns standing under the shower spray, rinsing the soap off their bodies. Finally, Len directed the spray directly on her pussy and cupped his hand under it, cleaning all the bubbles from her.

When they were completely rinsed off they took turns drying each other. Len took a long time toweling between his lover’s legs, although she seemed to get wetter rather than dryer. Finally he gave up and they returned to the bed.

Laying down facing opposite direction, Len eagerly began licking the clean pussy presented to him. Mary moaned, then took him back into her mouth. As he sucked on her swollen clit, Mary ran her tongue down the length of him, across his balls and on until she was rimming his asshole. Following her lead, Len also moved down until both of them had their tongues in each others butt. Len had his dick pressed against Mary’s chest and he realized if they kept this up he was not going to be able to keep from cumming again. Reluctantly he pulled away from her and turned around until he was kissing her lips.

As he broke the kiss, Mary asked, “Are you ready for the rest of your trip?”

“I guess so,” he answered. “But I’m not sure what you mean by a ‘trip around the world.’ What the hell is that about?”

“It means, lover, that you’re gonna have me every way possible.”  “Uh, okay,” he said quizzically.  “That means you’re gonna cum in my mouth.  “Done that,” he responded.  “And in my cunt.”  “That too,” he said, hoping that he knew what was coming next.  “And,” she said with a smile, “in my butt. Would you like to fuck me in the ass.”  “Oh yeah, I sure do. Is that what you really want that.”  “Hell yes. I’ve been thinking about it for two weeks. Have you ever done it there before?”  “No, I haven’t,” he said. “I told you, we’re not too ‘experimental.’ Mostly just straight missionary sex. Have you done it before?”  “Before I was married to Bill I had a boyfriend who loved to fuck my ass. But my dear hubby didn’t much care for it. I don’t think I’ve had a cock up there for ten years. But damn, I really want you there. I want you to have all of me.”  “Me too,” Len said as he felt his cock swelling in anticipation.  “Just remember,” Mary cautioned him. Slow and easy all the way.” Slapping her butt she added, “This may be a big room, but it’s got a very small door. And use plenty of lube. It’s gonna hurt at first.” Noticing the look on his face she added, “Hurt me I mean. I don’t think it’s gonna hurt you at all.”

With that she reached over to the nightstand and found the tube of KY she’d put there earlier. “Lube me – inside and out – and lube yourself. Then do it.” Mary then turned onto her stomach and pulled a pillow under her hips. “Go for it, babe. Fuck that big butt of mine.”

Positioning himself behind her, Len leaned down and, starting at the top of her crack, ran his tongue down until he was again probing her rosebud of a hole. Mary moaned as he pulled back. Squeezing the gel on his fingers, Len spread it all around her back entrance, then slid a finger into her, rubbing the lube around inside. He then put more on his hand and coated his now hard dick. Throwing the tube aside, he positioned his head against her hole. Moving only slightly, he was surprised at how easily he popped into the tight opening. They both gasped. Len was not ready for how tightly the hole would be gripping his cock head. And apparently she had forgotten how much a cock would stretch her sphincter.

“Oh fuck,” she said. “You feel so fucking big.”

“Does it hurt too much, baby?” he asked.

“It hurts, but it also feels good. Way good.” With that she moved toward him slightly, taking a little more of him into her backside. “Oh yes, it feels so very good.”

Len held still as long as he could, then moved to force his way further into him. “That’s it,that’s it. I feel so full. Damn that’s good. Fuck me, fuck my ass. Give me all of it.” Slowly Len slid his cock into her until his thighs were pressing against her ass cheeks. He was vaguely aware that he could feel nothing except where the ring of her asshole tightly grasped him.

“Oh god,” she said. I can feel you swelling up. You make me feel so good, so very good. Do it harder.” Obediently Len pulled out until the crown of his dick was pressing back against her sphincter, then he pushed forward until he was buried completely in her again.

“Does it still hurt baby?” he asked.

“Oh hell no. It just feels full, so full of your cock. Shove that cock up my ass. Shove it all the way up my ass.”

As Len slowly moved in and out he could feel her finger against him, feel it through the thin membrane inside her. Reaching around, he found her hand on her pussy, a finger inserted. Covering her hand with his, his finger joined hers in her cunt.

Again and again he stroked in and out while they both continued to finger her. Suddenly she cried out. Len felt her whole body tense, her thighs trapping his hand. Her asshole clenched to tightly he thought for a minute she was going to bite him off. Mary started shaking, almost shivering. With a scream she seemed to exploded. “FUCKMEFUCKMEHARDFUCKMYASS!” Len slammed into her backside as she continued to scream.

Just as suddenly as it started her orgasm was over. Mary’s body went limp with Len still trapped inside her. She pulled both their hands away from her pussy. “Oh shit,” she said breathlessly. “I don’t think I’ve ever cum that hard.” Turning her head slightly she smiled at him and said, “Your turn now, babe. Fuck my ass until you cum for me.”

Obediently Len slid slowly in and out, gaining momentum with each stroke. He could feel himself so close to orgasm, but the tight sphincter squeezing the base of his cock made it seem as if he would never go over the edge. Finally he arched his back. Buried as deeply in her butt as he could get, he shook his hips back and forth. “Oh yes, now. I’m cumming now,” he shouted as his dick seemed to explode. The intense feeling was not just restricted to his cock, as it usually was during an orgasm. This time his entire midsection seemed to burn with the intense pleasure. He could feel the semen coursing through him and into Mary’s bowels.

“That’s it, lover. Give it to me. Fill me with your cum,” she said encouragingly. And he did, seeming to shoot off forever until he was completely drained.

When the massive climax was finally over Len collapsed on top of his big lover. “Oh wow, babe,” he sighed. “I think I blew the marrow out of my bones into you. I’ve never felt so completely empty.”

“And I’ve never felt so completely full,” she responded. Len just rested on her back, his rapidly shrinking dick still embedded in her ass. “Don’t pull out, lover. Keep that in me, it still feels so good.”

“I’ll try,” he said even as he felt himself getting smaller and smaller. “Oh hell,” he said. “I can’t.” With that, his dick escaped it’s trap, exiting with an audible “pop.” Still laying on her with his dick between her cheeks, Len could feel the cum seeping out of Mary’s backside. “We’re really gonna have a wet spot now,” he commented. “But you’re right, I think I’ll be able to sleep on it with no trouble.” With that he rolled off her onto his back. Mary sprawled across him, her head nuzzled against his shoulder.

As they lay still together, she raised up and said, “Honey, I don’t know what you’ve got planned for tomorrow night – but we are definitely doing that again.” She then laid her head back down and closed her eyes.

As they were both slipping off to sleep he murmured “Thanks for taking me around the world.”

slut…

bitch…

bimbo…

whore…

These are names that men love calling me. These are names that my Mistress uses to address me.

I am a tool and toy, a toilet and a slave.

I do what I am told to do.

I have learned that my desires mean nothing and the desires of my men and my Mistress mean everything.

Once I wanted freedom. Now I want to please.

Once I needed women. Now I am a woman.

Once I enjoyed cumming. Now I enjoy men cuming in and on me.

xx Bimbo Betty