Fantasy of the night

Again.. I went to bed, feeling frisky, not being able to sleep, so wanting to feel myself to peak, breathe and release, sleeping in bliss.. playing another story in my mind.. my girl.. a friend of ours, and going at something we once did drunkenly - this time with him behind, treating her, a new and strange cock inside of her - used to me, being filled by someone.. yes, smaller than me, but her lips were wrapped around me, moist and wet - her gentle tongue and teeth toying with me like I love her so, feeling the cavern of her mouth around me, her delicate light head bobbing on me with her beautiful hair through my fingers. I could feel her moan over my cock, the air blowing through her nose as she sucked more and more out of me, precum and all - her saliva dripping over my skin. I could tell she was turned on, and more so with my friend plesuring her doggystyle, kinda, behind her. This time around I wanted this virtual mental story with a treat for him and her, do something different, she having another man this time, but at the same time enjoy watching her turn on as she tastes me turn on to her, praising her. I would tell her how beautiful and how hot she is, how much of a good girl she is, how much she belongs to me and how much I adore her, want her, enjoy her. I will will tell her to enjoy him, to take him, own him. I will tell her to turn on to me, my flavor for him, get wet for him. I will tell her to suck me.

And as we both enjoyed the foreign experience of her behind me pushing her into my cock, she moaning, her voice making mine vibrate in ecstasy, I would then tell her they are going to make me cum! She loves that and cums on his rod just before I pull from her mouth and cum out my white thick fluid over my stomach and into her hair. She looks at me and smiles big and large, lips moist, running her fingers through my spunk into my skin as she is pounded even harder. He clasps my hands with my cum between them as she’s being fucked, smiling, then licking up what’s left with her tongue.

The orgasm was so hard, from her mouth, the idea of her owning another man before me and pleasuring me in thanks, and doing it before me - I didn’t care that I finished last, and decided to sleep holding her as he continues to pound her - she beginning to moan his name, and for some reason it would spike my heart to know that my girl was also another mans pleasure - and that to me was my own. I fell asleep with the image carrying on in my mind as she cums hard over again on his smaller more comfortable cock as she collapses over my exhausted and spent body. I wouldn’t know how far they would go, if she’d be full of him, or if she will get emotionally more attached to another man, or if she’d own him more while I slept - but I’d be happy to know that her head will sleep on my chest tonight, no matter what, still mine… and always.

That was my thought…… and yes, it felt GREAT.

I think I must be thinking up these fantasies to deal with the realities of my past. I doubt they will be futures, but they are inspired of past events.. and I think those past events were.. somehow conflicting in experience - so re-imagining them as something new with the morals and romance, the heat and the fuck.. yeah.. having it clearer in my head of how it really was/could be… really is quite a pleasure in itself.

I wonder………. I love my girl.

My fantasy of the night….. my girl sitting on me as we both share our friends cock in our mouths, to the point that he cums, she moaning hard on my stiff shaft inside of her, bringing her to peak long and hard shortly after sharing a scummed kiss between our mouths and our friends cock - to then later fully pump my load into her, creaming over me as she doesn’t stop moving on top of me - our friend both holding our heads, and staring at me and my girls eyes fixed the whole time, cock between our mouths.

Yes… that was my very hot and steamy imagination and fantasy of lastnight. It was great, and even writing it now kinda gets me turned on.

I would like to debrief whatever that thought was, but…. it was happy and confident, and it didn’t get the other person “between” us emotionally or intimately, but he would have had a great time, but us both would have been so turned on inside and outside of ourselves - me and her.. it was really hot.. and imagining her filled with me sitting on me, moving as we had a cock between us up top.. sharing the spoils and pleasuring it together, a mutual fun and sharing.. me and her, the perfect tag team..

It was hot.. and I thought I’d share.

Yeah.. I’ve been touching myself nearly everynight… and everytime it’s perverse yet with her… always…….

I've never stroked another cock but have thought about it. Ever circle jerk? How'd you get into the group stuff? What have you done with other guys? Any pics of your cock here? So jealous of thick cocks!!

I have.. not circle jerked. I have not jerked many a man, but it’s.. cool in a way. I like the hard, heavy feel of it, the softness of the skin, the heat.. it’s great. I only done it a literal handful of times….

So.. what have I done? Slept with a tranny once; blew off a guy in a foursome with my then girl and another lady (then accidentally bit him) high on E once; I’ve kissed a gay couple, first interaction with men.. I was very drunk. Kissed a friend of mine many a time, and.. did things with him and my girl once, very drunk also. Mixed memories that… Also, kissed some random guys here and there in Mexico. I also.. had a rabbi, did a number of full on things with him till I nearly got mugged (not related, just the area) and decided that wasn’t for me.. it felt too.. weird. Oh, and I blew a guy off the internet once. Oh, wait, my very first first experience was with a sugar daddy pleasuring me… my first sexual experience with anyone actually. Kinda.. set the tone of many things really.. awkward.

All in all, my experiences are few and far inbetween, but I’m not closed to it.

I do not have any pictures of me on any of my blogs. Never thought to do it… hmm…..

Thanks for the message!

» Asked by Anonymous

Group sex rules!

I like your description of that group sex shot - believe me, if i could find one in the DC area, I would join in a heartbeat - I’m just a normal guy who loves sex, way, way too much, lol - actually, check on yahoo groups - there is a gangbang group, and one member throws parties like the one pictured, but with less attractive people (but really, get the clothes off any woman, and she instantly becomes beautiful to me!)

-Indeed! Thanks for the tips! Right now I’m in South America somewhere, I have no idea what the culture for that sort of thing is. I always looked up north and thought.. you guys are mad! But awesome! So open and really enjoying things out there, and with some kind of conscious too, which is nice. Anyway, I got your post quite a while back, but thank for the info. Convo with the followers is really nice.

=O =O

The…. One on the left, the beautiful lip bite, and facial presence, and the way they share, locking eyes on different things, one on the other girl, the other on his member, hungry to have it in her mouth… Then the way she wraps around it.

Is one invited, the other making sure she gets her taste, but not too much? Is the guy in heaven? I’d be so drugged from the sensation, the dark hair, from two beautiful heads, as forbidden and complicated as it sounds .. It would be an experience I’d love.. At least as a mental tease and fantasy.

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Hungry. Desperately. Cumming onto her stomach did not deter her from wanting to lap it up. Thirsty, hungry. Craving it.

To me it’s a mystery. In the real world.. I don’t really see that. I don’t see people.. hungry for that stuff…….. that they’d gladly give her mouth just to taste it, just to feel it, just that have it on their tongue and run down their throats.

And sometimes.. I want that… for me….. and I always feel sooo selfish.

Thank you… for the kind submission. It’s nice to think that… I help you all achieve a little pleasure in life, and that makes me happy.

Thank you… for the kind submission. It’s nice to think that… I help you all achieve a little pleasure in life, and that makes me happy.

Been meaning to publish this one lately… for quite some time. I just.. like the idea that she is.. in the middle, fingernails painted, grasped from behind, and enjoying and focusing on what is infront of her, while being filled. It’s beautiful.. and I dunno, if any girl, my girl.. ever wanted to try this, I would gladly be a part of it. Often… as often as she’d want.

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So. Have you done this a lot?

Group sex? I have not.. only a handful of times - and usually it was too drugged, drunk or emotional to be of that much fun.. but mind and body still craves it, the ideal - no negative emotions and pure acceptance and respect for difference, yet celebration for it all - a good shared lay. =P

» Asked by Anonymous

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Abstinence makes the heart grow fonder.
Abstinence makes the heart grow stronger.

Stay busy.. think of her… time will pass, a new chapter will begin, hopefully with less turmoil and miscommunication… and.. I’m so flipping hopeful right now.

Not really for images above… which she isn’t always so keen about, but still it’s hot to me, but… more than that. Being inside her, having her, or learning to talk with her. Skype has been helpful.. strangely enough, it makes us seem less scary. It’s so easy to read someone online in a growly, mean voice.. it’s easy to get hurt. It’s easy to feel hate and intentional pain from a chat, a message, a tone of voice writtin in something so personally biased to misinterpretation by the very ready who hears the voice read those words..

It’s so easy to look at the world and believe it is speaking bad of us, that it is judging us, that it’s unhappy with us, upset, controlling, angry, hurt, scared.. it’s all………. all… just me… my personal interpretation. Really… it could all be happy, trustworthy and worth relaxing in… maybe there is no point to read what other people think, do and say about me.. their business is not my own.. which doesn’t make me someone who doesn’t care, but more.. someone who cares enough to not get butthurt but others, and treat them with kindness, not defensiveness, with patience, not anger, with understanding (even if it may take some time to get there).

I am no expert, but here I am learning that all my feelings of hurt and pain to her or anyone really is my own mind just reacting. It’s doing it’s thing, it’s own negative thing.. and in essence, I can’t blame the world for my pain, not my family, not my job, not the country I live in nor it’s politics, not work and the people in public transport or on the motorbikes nearly bowling me over.. no… life is how I see it…..

it is good to know it’s me… and that this hole is just a hold, one I can climb out and see.. that life is beautiful, free, and seriously captivating, just like this picture… what a lovely face.. and situation…….

Anyway, awkward ranting away and thinking about my life with a rant to an erotic, taboo picture that inspires excitement and hope.. not sure why…

I guess….. I change my outlook to that sort of thing…

Now it’s not scary, nor damaging to me, maybe to her it could be… probably.. but not to me.. maybe I’m lying to myself? Or.. maybe not? Is it really a pleasure? Not sure…

I don’t know what is right, my life is so short, I think i will try live with a conscious that has no regrets, and knows that it’s doing the right thing no matter what it’s doing.. even if I question myself, questioning is good, but really… it’s.. all progressive.. not sure.. just ranting here……….. just ranting.

My girl touched herself and mentioned it while she was at the world cup. I wrote her a story… and well… she liked it.. she wants more.. so here I be maturing the idea… with love peeps, have a good night.