BentSecrets
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Posted this at my sex blog but thought I'd share here for the feedback. I'll post the second half tomorrow. Yes, this is 100% true, and happened just shy of 2 weeks ago.
It's been awhile since I posted anything, but a lot's gone on. I've been playing somewhat regularly with Brent, a guy about my age with a very nice cock. He's not quite as thick as me in that area, but nice enough, and we give each other oral pretty well about once a week.
Recently though we decided to branch out and see if we could find a woman willing to take us both. To our shock, we found one very quickly. I met her in person first, expecting to just meet and talk, but it quickly turned into some mind blowing sex. She was a married lady, neglected for months by her husband, and when she had the opportunity to get my pants off she held nothing back. She was so enthusiastic that it didn't occur to either of us to use a condom. Bad form, and by the time we finished she was filled with cum, twice.
What was amazing about the experience though is that she was one of those rare women who can have multiple orgasms very easily. I was able to make her cum 4 or 5 times simply by going down on her while playing with her nipples. She had gorgeous breasts, easily D cups, and she got very, very wet.
After I'd brought her off a few times she begged me to put my cock inside her. I lifted her legs, climbed between them and slipped easily into her hot, dripping pussy. She whimpered as I did, and tears fell from her eyes as she looked me in the eyes and asked, "do you really want me?" I smiled at her and caressed her pretty face, and softly told her "yes, beautiful lady, I want you" as I leaned down, kissed her deeply and began grinding myself deep into her, my pelvis massaging her clit and labia.
That alone was enough to set her into a stream of orgasms, and before long her legs were trembling, barely able to stay up. "Can I ride you?" she asked. I just smiled and giggled, and told her "Of course!" She would later tell me that her husband had never let her ride his cock, insisting that it was "inappropriate" for a woman to be on top. Just absurd, but there it is.
She climbed up and sank down onto me, looking softly into my eyes before gently kissing my neck, licking softly (but gently enough not to leave a mark) and driving me into a tizzy. As hard as I'd already been, I got even harder, and she noticed. She began to work her hips back and forth, occasionally grinding deep as another orgasm overtook her. This was when things changed, and she decided she wanted to please me. She began to ask what felt good, what felt better, and moment by moment we adjusted for "optimum feel-good," lacking a better term. Soon she was tweaking my nipples--hard at first, until I told her I prefer a gentle touch, and in awhile she had me almost ready to explode. I told her the time was approaching, and when I was almost there I told her, "I'm gonna cum, you might want to finish me another way." She smiled and pushed deeper, and said "No, I want to carry you home inside me."
That was enough--I exploded into her, and she pushed herself as deep as possible onto me, her own orgasm washing over us both. But she didn't stop for more than a moment, and as her orgasm subsided she began to work me again, kissing my neck and licking my nipples. I'd expected to be finished by then, but her attention had the effect of reinvigorating me almost immediately, and she grinned as she felt my somewhat deflated cock stiffen again inside her. For the next half hour she rode at a steady, gentle pace, sharing gentle kisses with me and finding all the ways that excite me. This was a woman who knew how to give as well as she received, and I found myself enraptured by her attention. Her husband, I'll tell you, is clearly a fool who doesn't know what a beautiful person he has.
Soon the time came again, and I once more told her I was climbing the mountain. "I just don't want you to get any unexpected trouble," I told her. She smiled and said "Don't worry about that, it's for me to be concerned with, not you." Once again she took to kissing my sensitive places and tweaking my nipples in a gentle, sensual rhythm, and once again I burst into her, sending her into yet another orgasm of her own. She ground and stirred her hips this time while squeezing my cock, which had the effect of prolonging both our orgasms for longer than usual, but before long she collapsed onto my chest and just gently caressed me. After awhile she lifted her head and looked at me, and just said "thank you."
"For what?" I replied, "You did most of the work, I think!" She just grinned, and said "Nobody's ever made me feel as wanted as you just did. I always cum a lot during sex, but I've never cum that many times. I think we're gonna have a long, long friendship."
And with that she got up and dressed herself. I asked if she wanted a washcloth, but she said "No, I want to take your gift home with me and feel it inside me all night, so I can remember our morning." I just grinned, unsure of what to really say. We kissed and she said "now don't forget, we're still going to play with your friend tomorrow, right?" "Of course," I told her, "I wouldn't miss the opportunity to pleasure you again for anything."
But that's another entry, for another day.
It's been awhile since I posted anything, but a lot's gone on. I've been playing somewhat regularly with Brent, a guy about my age with a very nice cock. He's not quite as thick as me in that area, but nice enough, and we give each other oral pretty well about once a week.
Recently though we decided to branch out and see if we could find a woman willing to take us both. To our shock, we found one very quickly. I met her in person first, expecting to just meet and talk, but it quickly turned into some mind blowing sex. She was a married lady, neglected for months by her husband, and when she had the opportunity to get my pants off she held nothing back. She was so enthusiastic that it didn't occur to either of us to use a condom. Bad form, and by the time we finished she was filled with cum, twice.
What was amazing about the experience though is that she was one of those rare women who can have multiple orgasms very easily. I was able to make her cum 4 or 5 times simply by going down on her while playing with her nipples. She had gorgeous breasts, easily D cups, and she got very, very wet.
After I'd brought her off a few times she begged me to put my cock inside her. I lifted her legs, climbed between them and slipped easily into her hot, dripping pussy. She whimpered as I did, and tears fell from her eyes as she looked me in the eyes and asked, "do you really want me?" I smiled at her and caressed her pretty face, and softly told her "yes, beautiful lady, I want you" as I leaned down, kissed her deeply and began grinding myself deep into her, my pelvis massaging her clit and labia.
That alone was enough to set her into a stream of orgasms, and before long her legs were trembling, barely able to stay up. "Can I ride you?" she asked. I just smiled and giggled, and told her "Of course!" She would later tell me that her husband had never let her ride his cock, insisting that it was "inappropriate" for a woman to be on top. Just absurd, but there it is.
She climbed up and sank down onto me, looking softly into my eyes before gently kissing my neck, licking softly (but gently enough not to leave a mark) and driving me into a tizzy. As hard as I'd already been, I got even harder, and she noticed. She began to work her hips back and forth, occasionally grinding deep as another orgasm overtook her. This was when things changed, and she decided she wanted to please me. She began to ask what felt good, what felt better, and moment by moment we adjusted for "optimum feel-good," lacking a better term. Soon she was tweaking my nipples--hard at first, until I told her I prefer a gentle touch, and in awhile she had me almost ready to explode. I told her the time was approaching, and when I was almost there I told her, "I'm gonna cum, you might want to finish me another way." She smiled and pushed deeper, and said "No, I want to carry you home inside me."
That was enough--I exploded into her, and she pushed herself as deep as possible onto me, her own orgasm washing over us both. But she didn't stop for more than a moment, and as her orgasm subsided she began to work me again, kissing my neck and licking my nipples. I'd expected to be finished by then, but her attention had the effect of reinvigorating me almost immediately, and she grinned as she felt my somewhat deflated cock stiffen again inside her. For the next half hour she rode at a steady, gentle pace, sharing gentle kisses with me and finding all the ways that excite me. This was a woman who knew how to give as well as she received, and I found myself enraptured by her attention. Her husband, I'll tell you, is clearly a fool who doesn't know what a beautiful person he has.
Soon the time came again, and I once more told her I was climbing the mountain. "I just don't want you to get any unexpected trouble," I told her. She smiled and said "Don't worry about that, it's for me to be concerned with, not you." Once again she took to kissing my sensitive places and tweaking my nipples in a gentle, sensual rhythm, and once again I burst into her, sending her into yet another orgasm of her own. She ground and stirred her hips this time while squeezing my cock, which had the effect of prolonging both our orgasms for longer than usual, but before long she collapsed onto my chest and just gently caressed me. After awhile she lifted her head and looked at me, and just said "thank you."
"For what?" I replied, "You did most of the work, I think!" She just grinned, and said "Nobody's ever made me feel as wanted as you just did. I always cum a lot during sex, but I've never cum that many times. I think we're gonna have a long, long friendship."
And with that she got up and dressed herself. I asked if she wanted a washcloth, but she said "No, I want to take your gift home with me and feel it inside me all night, so I can remember our morning." I just grinned, unsure of what to really say. We kissed and she said "now don't forget, we're still going to play with your friend tomorrow, right?" "Of course," I told her, "I wouldn't miss the opportunity to pleasure you again for anything."
But that's another entry, for another day.
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