Face Sitting Heaven

The female cashier and two other women commented on my wife’s key. I was so embarrassed. One even asked me if I get to watch her with a real man.

You Tell Him He Can’t Cum

The first time and you feel awful.  It hurts you as he begs and tells you how much he needs it.  As he curses and his hand shakes as you make him put his cock away.  As he wheedles and tries to undermine your command and you aren’t so sure anymore this is what he wants, but you shore up and are firm and you tell him how it will be.  

It turns out he loves you for it.  It drives him mad.  Hearing stern rules almost makes him cum on the spot untouched.  Being denied fuels him in a way you can’t quite comprehend, and this first time as you fight guilt and relief in equal measure you don’t enjoy the power.

Oh but the next time… the next time you barely breathe in his direction and he’s hard?  You work him up with such little effort to the point where he tells you he needs to cum, asks you to cum… and this time you deny him with a smile.  This time the commands fly off your tongue.  This time wonderfully evil ideas spin through your mind and sorting through to pluck only one or two this time occupies far too much of your time.  You are soaked through.  

It is not just a no for now.  It is a no for the afternoon.  It is a no for the evening.  It is a no as you cum and he listens.  It is a no as you send him favorite porn of his.  It is a no as you let him choose what toy you will masturbate with.  It is a no as others tease him.  It is a no as you cum again.  A world of denial coming easily, and with each no his desperation is evident, but he doesn’t fight it.  He’s so grateful.  Drowning in lust and hotness and your attention.  Denied but not forgotten.  Allowed to edge and edge so pleasure builds, if not release.  

He has a time limit.  A count down.  He knows when his torment is set to end.  That does not stop him from asking.  From needing.  From begging.  From cursing, but with a smile.  Enjoying the teasing nearly as much, if not more, than he’ll enjoy his release.  That’s okay… you’ll enjoy that release enough for both of you, over and over and over.

Reblog if you agree!

There’s nothing hotter than a sexually promiscuous woman who embraces her raw sexuality, objectifies men and boasts about her dirtiest conquests with her friends, complete with high fives and wicked details. If a man does this, he’s a hero. If a woman does it, she’s a slut. Doesn’t that sound like an archaic, stupidly prudish way to see the world?

I think it’s time that we embraced our sluts! Let’s make heroes of the women that aren’t afraid to enjoy their sexuality the way nature has always intended them to. Free from the shackles set on them by an uptight society and insecure men.

I get absolutely ROCK HARD thinking about my girlfriend enjoying sex in all sorts of filthy, socially unacceptable scenarios with men and women. Just doing what makes her pussy wet and happy, without a care in the world for what people might think. Imagining her like that brings a smile to my face.

Sometimes I imagine her doing naughty things with my knowledge and/or participation. I’m more than happy to set up a gangbang for her or look the other way if she wants to flirt with a cute, young bartender and go back to his place. Other times I can’t stop fantasizing about her keeping a secret boyfriend on the side, one with a massive cock. Especially a younger one with a perpetual erection that nearly splits her in half. Maybe she visits him a few times a week when she feels the strong need to be stretched in a way that my average sized cock can’t? Maybe he has roommates? Or sometimes I just think about her fucking random strangers and coming home to kiss me without telling me how many cocks her mouth has been on that day (I like the taste of cock too).

Obviously I know that 95% of the stuff that she and I fantasize about will always be just that, fantasy. But it’s fucking hot to fantasize about it together, openly and honestly, without judgement and even hotter to know that it CAN happen any time and that it MIGHT just be happening right now, without me knowing it. I’m just happy that I feel secure enough in myself and in our relationship to not only be ok with her fucking bigger cocks that please her like I couldn’t, but rather that the thought of it makes my dick rock hard.

I guess that’s because I know that she’ll always come home to me. I only feel this way because I have a tremendous amount of trust, love and openness with my baby and I guess that’s the key. Just being honest with each other about what truly turns us on and not feeling judged. If you can find that, grab it and hold on tight because wives and girlfriends like that are a precious few. By the way, I wasn’t kidding about nature. Did you know that penises have a mushroom shape because women evolved to have multiple partners. It’s as natural as breathing. The mushroom shape scoops out the previous guys semen, increasing the next guy’s chances of reaching the finish line first. That’s how we evolved, promiscuity is human nature.  The sooner you embrace it, the happier you’ll be.