Sex was good that night, but it wasn’t mind blowing. It was far closer to average, which wasn’t at all like Scott.
I was on top of him, riding his cock as hard as I could. I could feel him inside of me as I bounced up and down on him. It felt good, but it wasn’t great. His arms were limp by his sides, when normally they would be violating every inch of my body. He wasn’t getting anywhere closer to his orgasm and neither was I.
We had been seeing each other off and on for three months, so I wasn’t surprised that are sex life had calmed down. There’s only so many things that you can do with someone and then it becomes routine. Although it was happening a little too early in this relationship for my liking.
My body started to feel tired, so I slid off of him and positioned myself with my head between his legs. He was watching, but he wasn’t saying anything. Which also wasn’t like him at all.
I wrapped my wet lips around him and slid them down his hard shaft, filling my mouth with his manhood.
This wasn’t like him at all, I repeated in my head, hoping that it was just a one night thing. He was still stressed out from work last week and I had just worked two back to back doubles at the restaurant, so maybe neither of us was in the right frame of mind.
I released my lips from his cock and asked, “Is there anything you would like me to do?”
“I have a question.”
“Sure.” I smiled a naughty grin, imagining what dirty act he might want me to do.
“Who is Shane?” His face didn’t show any signs that he might be angry, it was more expressionless than anything else.
I sat up and looked at Scott. I should’ve known that when Kara finally uploaded our pictures from our weekend getaway to Facebook, that it was going to cause a problem. They weren’t bad pictures, but there were pictures of him with his arms arm around me, posing at the bar. Scott knew that I had “fun” during that mini-vacation, but I had never told him anything more than that. I didn’t think I needed to. It was a one night stand and Scott was thousands of miles away at the time. It wasn’t like we were in a committed relationship anyway.
“You can’t keep your legs closed can you?”
I didn’t answer. I felt defensive, surprised that he would say such a thing. Pissed that he would say such a thing.
“Did he fuck you?”
“Yes, but it was only one night and it really wasn’t that good.” I had to hide a grin as I remembered all of the slutty things I had done that night.
“Did you let him fuck you in the ass?”
“Yes, but…”
“Where did you let him cum inside of you?”
“He was wearing a condom.”
“You should’ve let him cum inside of you or on your pretty face. You would’ve liked that? You’re such a cum slut.”
He wasn’t saying what I was expecting him to say. It took me a few moments to decide what I was going to say next. “I would’ve.” I said as I nodded my head yes.
I had one hand wrapped around his cock and I could feel it growing, becoming harder. “I wish I could fuck your tight pussy and go deep inside of your ass every night, but I know I can’t. Work has me away way too often.”
I didn’t know what to say. He had never talked like this before. He had talked about not wanting to have a serious relationship and that it was alright if we saw other people, but he had never talked about this before.
“I know you’re a slut and can’t get enough cock. I can understand that.” He rolled me on to my back and pushed apart my legs. He pushed his extremely hard cock between my lips and deep inside of my wet pussy. This time as he started to thrust, it didn’t feel just average. The bed shook as he pounded my pussy, I started to sweat and loud moans flowed out of my mouth with each impact of his body against mine. He hadn’t fucked me like this since August, when I visited him.
“You can do whatever you want, but make sure you have time for me.” He climbed off of me and reached into his night stand drawer. He took out a small plastic bottle of lube.
“There will always be time for you.”
He stretched my legs back to almost my head. He poured the lube all over his cock and rubbed it all over it. I moaned, just thinking about what he was going to do next.
“Let those guys fuck your cunt, pound your ass.” He said as he pushed his cock through my asshole. He had so much lube on his cock or I was so turned on that he almost easily slid into me. “Let them cum on your face, explode on your fantastic fucking tits. Even let them cum inside of you. Be a dirty slut, because I know that’s how you like it.”
He pounded his cock deeper into my ass with each hard thrust. My moans became animal like as his thrusts came rapid fire.
“Then after they fuck everyone of your holes, come back to me and tell me what they did to you, where they came.”
“Cum inside of my ass.”
“Will you tell me what they do? Where they cum?”
“Yes, baby. Yes.”
“What will you do?”
In between thrusts, I answered. “I’ll tell you how they fuck me. I’ll tell you where they cum.”
“That’s the right answer.”
I reached down and just touched my clit. The motion of my fingers rubbing up and down it, just once pushed me over the edge. He was still pounding my ass, but I was in another world as sexual pleasure raced through my whole body.
I didn’t even realize he had pulled out of me until the first load of hot cum hit underneath my chin. He had never cum that hard before. His cum shot all over my mounds of flesh and he coated my stomach with a cum glaze.
“Wow.” I said as the last cum trickled out of his cock.
“I meant what I said.”
Four days later, I still don’t know what to think of what he said that night. Part of me is turned on by it, having him want to know what I do. Part of me is kind of bothered by the fact that he doesn’t care about what I do with other guys. And there’s part of me that is uneasy about him wanting to know what I do with other men when he isn’t around. However, it feels like a weight has been lifted off of me. I’m free to be myself, whether that’s a cum loving slut that can’t keep her legs closed or not.
Great story. Sounds like you had a fun time.
He DOES care what you do with other guys and it turns him on. I think you mean you sort of wish he was jealous and tried to make you stop being with other men.
Personally, I think you should just go with it. You could probably have a ton of fun with this guy and I bet he’d be up for some crazy stuff that would really spice things up now that they’ve slowed down. I haven’t read all about your history but I’m sure you could set up a threesome/group thing pretty easily or he’d be up for hiding out in the closet and watching you get worked over by another guy. So, I say go with it and see where it takes you. He seems to trust you and want you to have your fun as long as you share it with him and that’s pretty cool.
Right now, I am leaning towards “just go with it.” I’m not looking for anything too serious right now and we do have a lot of fun with each other. I don’t know where it will go, or what we might do, but it’ll probably be fun.
So hot! DAMN I wish I was your Scott……
mmmm Soo hot.. I need to find a girl like you as well..
soo fucking hot.. !
I’ve been told there’s not many like me.
Doesn’t sound like he wants you for more than a plaything. Is that what you want from him?
I’m not looking for anything too serious and if that’s where ti goes, I think I could be okay with that.
Amy, my Amy,
I first started reading your blog a few years ago, back when you used to fuck Luke and and then tell Brett about it while he fucked you. damn hot.
it sounds like scott has a similar kink. you should tell him about your naughty weekend with the band guy, see how he takes it.
Meanwhile enjoy your sluthood, I know i do
It does remind me a little bit of the situation with Brett and Luke. It’s funny because I had forgotten about that until you brought it up.
I will enjoy the sluthood, thanks for the support.
Amy, this is interesting territory. I’ve had one marriage (broke up mainly for other reasons) and a couple of semi- girlfriend relationships with similar arrangements. Watching my wife (call her Joy) get fucked, and having her then come in and climb on top of me and slide her slick pussy over my cock was very, very hot. Having her come home with her hair messed up and no panties, and hearing about her getting fucked in the back of a car, by one guy and then another, while I fingered her still slippery, juicy cunt and came all over her tits was…awesome. Powerful. She had a friend, a girl (call her Dee) we knew, and sometimes they’d drink wine and wind up kissing and fingering and licking each other’s pussies and I got to hear about this too, tho I never got to see it and always wanted to. When she got home she’d let me kiss her and taste our friend’s pussy on her lips. Dee was hot, and liked to kiss and finger girls but didn’t really like to eat pussy, so sometimes on those nights I’d finish Joy off, eating her pussy while she talked dirty about our friend’s sweet big titties and slick cunt. I’d get Joy off, and if I hadn’t stroked myself off listening to her talk, I’d turn her over and fill her pussy with so much cum, thinking about her and our sexy friend, who you can probably tell I also wanted to fuck.
We didn’t do this a lot, and she mainly did it when she was really drunk. Eventually she wasn’t interested in sex of any kind unless she was wasted. I think that if we’d been able to enter this territory straight it might have worked out differently, but who knows. But not being able to even really talk about it unless we were partying and doing it was a problem.
One of the women I was involved in like this was a girl, (call her Heather) who liked to give guys blowjobs in clubs, which I only found out about after a couple of months. I didn’t mind, it wasn’t a romance I was serious about and I was still gunshy from the marriage breaking up, and not really ready to go back into this stuff with anyone. She brought a guy from her theatre production home to fuck her one time and tried to get me to go along, but I was too dense or too stoned to pick up on the signals. She told me later that what she’d wanted was a DP, with my cock in her asshole and his up her pussy. she’d fucked 3 guys at a time before, but that was before I’d introduced her to anal sex, so she’d just let them take turns fucking her pussy and mouth. We never go really serious and that missed opportunity never came up again, but I do, often think about it when I’m jacking off, imagining I’m watching her slide down on his cock and then sliding my dick into her tight, tight ass.
The other one (call her Laura) was a special case, a friend who was supersexual, insatiable, into sex and danger. We got to know each other because, before we were married, she’d made out with my ex-wife and fingered her until she came at a party in the woods. Later, when the marriage was on the rocks, this woman showed up at my house one afternoon, and we wound up on the living room floor, where she climbed up on op of me and slid my cock up her ass so that I could lie back and see it disappering into her tight brown hole and play with her pink cunt with my fingers. Over the next few years we fucked a lot on and off. She went to Italy and came back and told me that she’d had a gangbang with four Italian guys. they started out watching porn movies and ended up fucking her in her mouth, pussy and ass, tho she said that most of them shot their cum on her face and tits, except for one guy who was so exited that he filled her ass up with cum just about as soon as he got his cock all the way in. We liked each other but alot of what we liked was not having a hold on each other and that made it hard to go from sex to romance. She’d come around when I was seeing someone, tell me how sexy the girl I was seeing was, ask if she was as hot as she looked, ask if her pussy was tight, if she gave good head, if he liked a cock in her ass, if she might like a girl to suck her pussy while I fucked her. I’d let her tell me about her latest fuck, how she got him (or her) off, whether he liked to eat pussy, and we’d almost always wind up fucking. She liked to lay in front of me and spread her legs and pull her nipples and get her fingers wet in her pussy and then slide them up her ass, and then lean back so I could slide my cock up there and pump in and out till I came, leaving buckets of goo dripping out all over her cheeks.
She liked to get ass fucked that way, instead of from behind. she said it made it easier for her or the guy to play with her clit, and felt better, especially with a large cock. Given how much you love a cock in your ass, I’m curious if you like it that way as well? And whether its easier for you to take a big cock that way than on your knees or stomach with your fine ass in the air?
Anyway, sorry to go on so long. I started out wanting to say something serious about the pleasures and obstacles on the road you’re looking at. but once i started writing and remembering, and my cock started getting hard in my pants, I wanted to come up with something that might make your pussy get a little wet, and of course I’m going to imagine that it is, and I’m going to imagine your fingers going in and out and in and out, circling your clit and then a dildo all slick with your pussy juices and maybe a finger up your ass and maybe that finger belongs to one of the women i was writing about earlier, Laura, and she’s getting your ass ready for my cock while your face is buried in Dee’s cunt and she’s grinding, grinding her clit on your tongue, squeezing her big tits, and Heather and Joy are squeezing and pulling your titties, and kissing you, and now Laura is playing with your clit and slipsliding the dildo in and out , in and out, while I push my dick slowly up your tight, tight asshole, pulling your wet red thong, the one in the picture to the side, and pumping, pumping slwoly back and forth while you push back and moan and moan until I fill your sweet ass with the cum that, in real life, is all over my hands, and belly and pants. Jesus, I need a towel.
I get so fucking hard and hot reading your writing Amy, and looking at that little picture of your sexy ass. You make me come with your words and stories, and I hope you don’t mind me trying to return the favor every now and then. Thanks!
Edge thank you for sharing! By far one of the hottest comments ever on this blog! You definitely got my attention and my panties wet tonight. I loved hearing about those situations, imagining myself as those women/with those women. I wish I could do things like that.
As far as that anal position, if what I’m thinking about is what you’re saying, that’s becoming one of my favorite positions.
Ooh sounds like backwards crab..
thanks! I was afraid I’d overshared a little;). you’re an inspiring woman Amy.
:))))