Sorry for the lack of posting. I moved recently and have no had internet hooked up until this week. I've been reduced to checking my email from work and from my sidekick. Nice, but hardly an appro way to blog on here, huh?
Also, you know, the sex life has been keeping me pretty busy. Which reminds me. I still haven't finished the muff-diving marathon story from a few weeks ago. I'll have to get back to that later. I'd like to talk about things that are more fresh on my mind.
My sometimes bf has been giving me lots of head lately but, I have to say, I've grown bored with it. I wanted someone new. For me, one of the most exciting parts of a new relationship is the first time I grant a guy the pleasure of dining at the Y. As I've said before, I love to tease him for a little while, make him beg for it. And then, when I'm finally good and ready I let him go to town.
And his first time licking my spot -- well, I love everything about it. The way he dives in, hungry for it, desperate to get his mouth down there. The noises he makes and the look on his face when I ease my legs apart and let him in. The warm, wet feeling of his tongue making contact with my slit for the first time. The urgency, the intensity.
Which leads me into this week's story. I had a spontaneous muff munching encounter other night with a guy I barely know. I was out with two sorority sisters at a bar we used to go to back in college when a couple of guys came over. One of the guys was especially cute and before long we were drinking and flirting. After about an hour or so he leaned in and said, "You're killing me with that skirt. I can't stop thinking about your legs wrapped...." And then he stopped. He backed away and took a drink.
I was wearing a very, very short black skirt so, to just mess with him a little more, I uncrossed my legs very slowly and slid them around so our knees were touching. "My legs wrapped around you?" I asked, teasingly. "Wrapped around you where?"
"My waist," he said, rubbing his fingers up my thigh. "You up for that?"
I thought it over. While I love the feel of a nice dick inside me, my legs wrapped around his waist wasn't exactly what I had in mind. "How about my legs wrapped around your head?" I said, giggling a little bit.
He looked at me. "Are you serious?" I nodded. "Really?" I nodded again. A couple of minutes later I was out in my car following him to his house. The drive took about 10 minutes and I was creaming my panties the whole way there. I can't explain why, but something about this guy really turned me on. Maybe it was the newness of it.
I usually like to make a guy beg a little, but when we walked in the door I immediately took control. He offered me a drink, but I ignored it and said,"Where's your bedroom?" A couple of minutes later I was naked from the wasit down (I didn't even bother to take off my shirt) and he was kissing and licking the wetness on my inner thighs. He made his way up to my puss at a maddening crawl. He even stopped briefly to pick up my panties off the floor and hold them to his nose. "Damn
, that's good," he moaned. "I can't wait to bury myself in you!"
I laughed, and grabbed his hair. "Then get to it!" I was horny as hell, and I wanted a good tongue lashing and I wasn't prepared to wait for it! He set to work kissing, licking, sucking and massaging my slit with his mouth. He was holding my legs apart with his hands but that wasn't working for me. I readjusted and slung my legs over his shoulders to get more control. A couple of minutes later I was bucking hard against his face, getting my wetness all in his mouth.
He loved every minute of it. And so did I. In fact, we saw each other again two days ago. When I'm in something just for the sex, the guy usually has to settle for a hand job after he's finished pleasing me. But I enjoyed myself so much I actually broke my own rule and gave him a nice long blow job to show my appreciation.
A half hour or so later he laid down on his back on the bed and pulled me up until I was straddlig his face. As you all know, I'm not a big fan of that style. But I'd had quite a bit to drink and he was so talented with his tongue that I actually came harder than I have in a long while. Maybe I've been missing out all this time.
I think I'll sit on his face again tomorrow when he comes over. Mmm. Getting wet just thinking about it! If only it weren't so late I'd call him over for an emergency face-sitting session right now!My pussy was last eaten: Two days agoNumber of times: TwoPosition: #1 In chair w/him kneeling. #2 Sitting on his face. Me squeezing him hard with my thighs and shoving my pussy into his mouth!Lasted for: Oh, God, it felt so good I lost track of time!
Orgasm Rating: #1 An 8 out of 10. #2 A very satsifying 9 out of 10!