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I'm 30. All the women I've messed around with have all been either the same age as me or a few years older
 
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Context: Lying next to my husband in bed. Not our bed. A hotel. In Kansas City. We’re on a road trip to Montana. Husband is asleep. We drove 15 hours today. I drove 2. He’s sleepy. I’m not. I’m answering a question … and a request. Feels like a command … almost.

On my back. Under the sheet. Just a sheet. I’ve been thinking about this request for hours. Thinking … then exploring. Playing. Touching.

Now answering request.

Tonight. Less than an hour ago: My right hand … furthest from husband … slipped inside my cotton panties (I’m traveling!). I was wet … from thinking.

Closed eyes. Thinking about Sunday.

Sunday: In bed. With a man. (Husband knows. We have an agreement. He likes our agreement. So does man in bed. So do I). Morning. Waking up. Heavy breathing next to me. I smile.. Slide covers off. Kiss his dark, big arm. Slide my hand over his flaccid cock. Kiss his chest. Kiss his stomach. Rest my head on his stomach.

Tonight: Middle finger parted … pushed … circled … heart raced … soft moan.

Sunday: Man stirs. Runs his hand over my back. Circles my skin with his fingers. Lift his filling cock. Smile. My friend. Play. Slowly stroke. Look at it. I love looking at it. Thick. Long. Dark. Big flared head.

Tonight: middle finger curls inside then out. Squishy sound.

Sunday: inch my mouth closer. Pull head to my lips. Kiss. Tongue swirl. Point - poke at the hole. Kiss. Suck him past my lips. Taste him. Taste me (still on him from few hours earlier).

Tonight: Slide fingers up. Part. Clit. Squeeze fingers together. Slide down back in. Two. Deeper. Squishy sounds. Moans.

Sunday: love him with my mouth until he’s hard. Scoot up. Straddle him. Rise up. Reach behind. Line him up. Slide down his cock. Hands on chest. Lean down. Kiss him. Urgent. His hands on my ass. Rise back up. Hands on chest. Slowly up and down. Circling. Rocking. Hips. Squishy sounds.

Tonight: flattened hand. Fingers pressing. Rubbing back and forth. Clit. Inside again. Two fingers. Curling. In and out. Louder squishes. Moans. Pressure. Tummy. Legs. Electric. Biting lip.

Sunday: flipped onto my back. Legs spread. Cock. Enters. Fast. Desperate. Slams. Slaps. Pounds. Deep. Screams. Bellows. Lost.

Tonight: hand. Mons. Clit. Fast increased pressure. Tickle. Tightening. Waves. Exploding. Release. Tingly. Husband: “That was hot.”

Goodnight.
 
Context: Lying next to my husband in bed. Not our bed. A hotel. In Kansas City. We’re on a road trip to Montana. Husband is asleep. We drove 15 hours today. I drove 2. He’s sleepy. I’m not. I’m answering a question … and a request. Feels like a command … almost.

On my back. Under the sheet. Just a sheet. I’ve been thinking about this request for hours. Thinking … then exploring. Playing. Touching.

Now answering request.

Tonight. Less than an hour ago: My right hand … furthest from husband … slipped inside my cotton panties (I’m traveling!). I was wet … from thinking.

Closed eyes. Thinking about Sunday.

Sunday: In bed. With a man. (Husband knows. We have an agreement. He likes our agreement. So does man in bed. So do I). Morning. Waking up. Heavy breathing next to me. I smile.. Slide covers off. Kiss his dark, big arm. Slide my hand over his flaccid cock. Kiss his chest. Kiss his stomach. Rest my head on his stomach.

Tonight: Middle finger parted … pushed … circled … heart raced … soft moan.

Sunday: Man stirs. Runs his hand over my back. Circles my skin with his fingers. Lift his filling cock. Smile. My friend. Play. Slowly stroke. Look at it. I love looking at it. Thick. Long. Dark. Big flared head.

Tonight: middle finger curls inside then out. Squishy sound.

Sunday: inch my mouth closer. Pull head to my lips. Kiss. Tongue swirl. Point - poke at the hole. Kiss. Suck him past my lips. Taste him. Taste me (still on him from few hours earlier).

Tonight: Slide fingers up. Part. Clit. Squeeze fingers together. Slide down back in. Two. Deeper. Squishy sounds. Moans.

Sunday: love him with my mouth until he’s hard. Scoot up. Straddle him. Rise up. Reach behind. Line him up. Slide down his cock. Hands on chest. Lean down. Kiss him. Urgent. His hands on my ass. Rise back up. Hands on chest. Slowly up and down. Circling. Rocking. Hips. Squishy sounds.

Tonight: flattened hand. Fingers pressing. Rubbing back and forth. Clit. Inside again. Two fingers. Curling. In and out. Louder squishes. Moans. Pressure. Tummy. Legs. Electric. Biting lip.

Sunday: flipped onto my back. Legs spread. Cock. Enters. Fast. Desperate. Slams. Slaps. Pounds. Deep. Screams. Bellows. Lost.

Tonight: hand. Mons. Clit. Fast increased pressure. Tickle. Tightening. Waves. Exploding. Release. Tingly. Husband: “That was hot.”

Goodnight.
You are a gem!
 
When I was at a beach and fell asleep on a hammock. Had a very arousing dream.. and what comes with it. Woke up cause I heard laughter and a bunch of girls pointing at my pecker.. was the most embarrassing thing in my life.. :LOL:
 
it depends, which is sort of a bullshit cop-out answer except it really isn't. So what I will say, is that there's a few sort of "go-to" things. One is thinking about a strong hand on my throat, squeezing just enough to make the panic start but not enough to actually choke me out. the feel of a cock pounding me, the weight of the guy on top of me and the smell of his sweat. If it makes it far enough, the feel of him pulling out and cumming all over me.
 
Quite a few. When I first started out, it was pretty vanilla. Kissing, fingering, a little oral. Since then there's been threesomes, toys, rimming (so much rimming).
 
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