Early morning craving

The morning sun glaring through the window opened my eyes in a harsh squint. I slowly surveyed the room and noticed a scene of total disarray. The sheets were scattered from one end of the bed to the other and the pillows had found their way to the floor. At one end of the room was my jeans and the other end, your skirt. I sleepily looked above me and saw your pink silk panties hanging from one of the posts of the headboard.

Last night was incredible. The feel of your hot tongue on my cock was more than I could stand as I exploded for the second time into your hungry mouth. The passion during those last hours sent you over the edge more than I could count on one hand and after cumming that last time I think we drifted off to sleep, not having the strength or endurance to continue for another second.

The sun was rising a little more on the window sill causing me to turn my face toward you with the scent of sex still wafting past my nose. I inhaled deeply to take in as much of the smells that recalled the previous night, causing me to notice that familiar pulsing in my groin again. Just the sight of you dreaming and the taste of your delicious pussy's still lingering evidence on my lips was enough to get me hard in no time. I wanted to stroke myself but opted for another idea.

I leaned over and traced a line with my fingers from the nap of your neck to the small of your back. I felt you body shift as you took a deep but groggy breath, allowing me to continue down to your ass. I'm sure you were still sleeping but you turned over onto your back and took another breath. Your tits looked fabulous and ripe for my teasing. My hand worked it's way across your belly and up to cup the soft flesh of your breast, giving it an ever so slight squeeze. I saw your chest fall from the sudden escape of air that had left your lungs. Circling your nipples with my palm open and then rolling them between my thumb and fingers lightly made your body flinch. I continued this pattern on your other breast, hoping not to wake you just yet. I wanted to wake you with my tongue buried deep in your pussy and to watch your back arch in ecstacy before you realized what was happening. I wanted to taste you again, needed to taste you again. To watch your body quiver and shudder under my hungry mouth.

I slowly shifted my hips so that I was on my knees at your side as my lips pursed around your fully erect nipples. I licked my way from one to the other before tracing a line with my tongue down to your navel, all the while kneeding and pinching your breasts. I could tell you were starting to wake but you kept your eyes shut tight as a low soft moan escaped your lips.
"Mmm honey, that feels so nice" you said.
Quickly and quietly I put my finger to your lips to hush any more sounds.
"Shhhh" I said. "Just stay put and let me have some fun. I need this. I crave this".

All you uttered was another moan and a coo at the touch of my mouth devouring the flesh at the top of your beautifully trimmed and now, very wet, pussy. I worked my way down to the insides of your thighs and bit little nibbles along the way, making your hips rise to meet my soft kisses. Back up now and closer to your pussy, I could see that my warm tongue on your hot skin had your pussy lips gleaming with anticipation and excitement. I breathed in your scent, the smell I loved so much.

I was lost in your scent. I loved the smell of your sex at my face. The cum I had left the night before was still evident, mixing with your once again dripping cunt.
I flicked my tongue out to catch a drop of your sweetness and you shuddered. My tongue stroked the outer lips of your gash as my fingers curled under your ass to spread you even wider for my lashing. I drew my tongue up and down the length of your pussy as one of my fingers under your ass made it's way to the tight opening of your ass. I reached my head down further to lick at your burning hole and darted in and out, teasing, tickling, licking. The saliva from my tongue had made it easy for me to slip that finger inside your ass as you were now thrusting your hips up harder to meet my face. I continued to lick at your pussy, up and down, up and down, slowing, only to stick my tongue into you as I fingered your hot ass. I made sure not to make my way to your clit just yet. I knew that would drive you over the edge. I wanted to tease a bit more and I slowed my pace on your pussy lips for a moment.
"Mmmm baby, don't stop. That feels fantastic. Don't stop baby, please." you pouted and whimpered.
You spread your legs wider for me, wanting my tongue deep in you. I lay my tongue flat and drove it between your soft pussy lips as my face was now covered with your wetness. Finally I worked my way to your clit, taking my time to kiss and suck it into my mouth. My lips clamp down over your bud as my darting tongue flicks at it's hardness and I feel you shudder once more. I can tell you're close. It won't take long now. I want to drink your wine, to swallow your juices. I can't get enough of your pussy as I drive my tongue deep inside you, your ass lifting off the bed to crash into my face as I hold on tight to your ass, my finger working it's magic on your well lubricated hole. I thrash my face from side to side across your pussy lips as I keep my tongue at your clit, sensing your oncoming wave. Your fingers yank at my hair, pulling my face deeper to you, as I hear you begin to groan out louder and louder with every breath,
"Oohhhh baby, I'm gonna cummmmm. OOooooooo don't stop, don't stop".
"That's it baby, suck my cunt, suck it good. Make me cuuummm HARD!"
And just then You screamed so loud the folks in the next county could have heard you as a gush of ecstacy exploded onto my face and into my mouth. Feverishly, I gulped and swallowed all I could, savoring every drop of your delicious liquid as my face was now well coated with your cum. You never released your grip on my hair as I felt your muscles contract around head so hard that it practically took my own breath away.

Your arms calmly slid down to your sides and hit the bed with a thump. Your legs, still shaking had begun to sink as well as I heard a loud gutteral moan part your lips. I stayed still, licking at your pussy till you had calmed down, only to feel your body jump as I stoked my tongue across your clit every now and then.

I didn't want to move. I could have stayed here for the rest of the day if I had my way. The taste of your pussy and the feel of your body reacting to my touch was what I needed.

And for at least this one early morning....
It's what I craved.

Sick Sucks

For those of you who don't know..
Being sick just sucks!

Yup, got the bug. I never really got sick till I had kids. After all, what do you do when your kids are sick?,, you hold them. Then,, they pass it to you.
I think this is the first time I've called in sick for actually being "sick" in about 4 years.

I feel like crap.
I'll see you all later when I shake this bug out of my system.

In response to your comment

Although I normally tend to ignore outragous comments by readers like yourself, the fact that you made a horrendous accusation of my character leaves me no choice to respond to such a sick assumption.

amanda wrote;
"That's great! You have a little kid posted below, which I'm assuming is your son? And then you have this smut plastered on your blog? Does this get you off? Do you know, you can get in a lot of trouble by merely having a child placed on the same page of something that is of a sexual nature.
Your priorities are alarming.

P.S. It's almost as bad as child porn."

My first reaction to this comment was that of confusion because I wouldn't and couldn't in a million years, take two different entries in someone's journal completely out of text and think they had something to do with one another. This journal is one entire page you idiot! Try reading it from date to date instead of thinking all my posts are related. Although it IS a life history of sorts, you can't possibly think that if I write one thing one day that it has the same meaning as what I write in another post.

After seriously contemplating about what you wrote, my reaction turned to that of rage and anger that you could have, in some strange and twisted way, found a correlation between two totaly UNrelated entries in my blog and find an association with the two of them.

This kind of behavior leaves me no choice but to remove what you so called, "child pornagraphy" photos of my child's birthday. This causes me to believe that if you could have possibly thought that this post was in any way related to another entry of a fictitious nature, that was clearly labled (Adult content), AND that you obviously read the entire post, AND then saw pictures of my child and THEN had the ignorant thought to think they were "pornagraphy",, I firmly believe that YOU have the unnerving potential to be the one with pedaphile tendancies!
Did you scroll down and see the photo of my thanksgiving turkey and have carnal thoughts of that too?, maybe thinking I presented it with subconscious sexual undertones as well???? Give me a break!

Just because I post a story of my child one day and then next month post a story I fabricated in my mind does NOT constitue child pornagraphy!
I'm not a one dimensional personality like you obviously are. Some days my thoughts are warm and fuzzy and the next week they may be explicit. This no way means they are related to each other.

Do you have a diary?

Have you ever written or thought about love and joy one month and another time written or thought about death and fear?
If I were to read such and entry in that diary, should I assume you take joy in death?
Or that you have a strong fear of love?
Have you ever had a sexual encounter with your significant other?
And have you thought about little children during that escapade???
Is that what you think??
I CERTAINLY DO NOT!
The simple fact that you even remotely thought that was my intention makes me want to wretch!

I usually welcome comments on my blog posts whether good or bad but I'd like to suggest you DO NOT visit my site EVER AGAIN!
I am extremely uncomfortable with the notion that you could make a correlation between a fantasy post, (again, clearly labled Adult), and then notice a picture of my child and make the ill intended assumption they had something to do with one another.

And you say MY priorities are alarming!

To the rest of my friends,
I apologize for this outburst.
I will continue to exercise my right to free speech and post about my life on a regular basis but without pictures of my children.
I will still write about my children however.
I will write about the stresses of my jobs.
I will write about my bad days and good days.
I will write about what and how I feel whenever I have the urge to.
Maybe once in a while I'll even write about the private thoughts that run through my mind,
But hopefully with the ABSENSE of Mrs. Tax lady thinking I'm a monster and gawking at pictures of my children with ill intent.

Please don't come here and try to sell me anything.
Please don't come here and tell me how to live my life.
AND never,,, NEVER,
Mess with my children. I take serious offense to that!

All the difference

I wasn't quite sure what I would say when I finally met you. The words seemed to elude me. I was confident that I wanted you but at the same time was intimidated by your self-aware attitude of exactly what you wanted in a man and a lover.

I decided to be who I am and not any false facade of who you wanted me to be. I couldn't just be a dominant personality for only an encounter and be another the day after. I know what turns you on and wanted to be that for you but I also wanted you to have the pleasure of who I really am, a caring and giving man. A man who could fill all those needs and more. I knew that I could give you what you wanted but I needed you to see the whole me first. I'd eventually learn how to give you what you craved. Today was different though. I knew I had to take charge. Like I've said before, I'm a fast learner and I knew I'd be able to achieve that goal in short enough time. Then again, I kept thinking that opposites attract, don't they?

I talked you into having lunch first so we could get to know each other a little better. The long chats online and the story sharing wasn't really quite like meeting someone in person. Plus, I knew I'd be nervous. Not for reasons of why we were meeting but for the fact that I was hoping you wouldn't find me repulsive. I'm not really a debonair kind of guy or a fancy dresser but I'm confident of who I am and what I like. You can usually find me in jeans and a baseball cap most of the time. I like casual and I'm about as casual as they come but I knew I wanted you though and that's all I thought about.

I felt you might be concerned about how I thought you looked too but I knew from the photos and the conversations we've had that there would be no way for me to think you were unattractive. I never look at outer beauty. I knew what was inside and that's what drew me to you the most.

I made sure I got to the cafe' ahead of you. I wanted to watch you walk down the sidewalk, that strut I knew you'd have. I wanted to see that fiery mane as you came closer.

I wasn't wrong. My heart started to race as I spotted you getting out of your car on the other side of the street. You almost stopped traffic as you scurried across the road. All the guys and even the girls took a second look as you strolled over to my table. You were wearing that hot lacy blouse I saw in one of your photos and those boots. Yea, the ones with the heels I liked so much. I immediately stood and let out a sigh. "Hi baby, it's so nice finally meet you"
DUH! What a dork! Did I just say that? I really wanted to say, "Let's get out of here and fuck" but I knew that was probably as lame as "Hey! wanna see pictures of my cock?" You leaned forward and gave me a hug and a kiss. "Sit down and relax baby," you said, and I did just that. I suddenly regained a normal pulse rate and we proceeded to have a decent conversation over coffee.

We talked about everything and nothing. I was mostly agreeing and nodding, thinking of nothing else but getting my hands on you. Small talk to break the ice and calm our nerves, or at least mine. I knew time was getting shorter for the both of us so we decided to get to the room I booked earlier in the day. Just watching your lips move while you talked was enough to get me going. The way you touched my hand as we giggled at our circumstance. I knew I had to have you soon.

I was so worked up as we reached the room I fumbled to open the door. The green light lit when I swiped the card a second time and I pushed you in and pinned you against the wall, my body pressing hard against yours. I held your hands up above you and kissed you hard and deep. I bit at your neck and collar, that place right below your ear that made you let out a sigh. I had one hand on your throat, holding your face with my fingers and thumb as I worked my way down to your beautiful tits. I let go of your hands and they fell back to the wall, your head turned to expose more of your neck for me. You wanted to be mine and I was taking it.
"Sit down on the bed," I barked. You quickly moved over and started to take off your blouse. "NO! Stay like that I want to watch you." You were startled at my command but didn't make a move. I looked around the room and spotted the curtain tie, ripped it from the window and wrapped it tight around your eyes. I took the other one from the other side and tied your hands behind your back.
"Now stay put and don't make a move." I could see your heart beat through the soft fabric of your blouse as I made my way closer to you, my hot breath at your thighs.
"You know I want you, don't you my slut"?
"Yes, I do" you replied sheepishly.
"And you want to be my little whore, don't you"?
"Yes, I do," your words coming slower.
With that I pushed your legs apart to get a better view of your already hot pussy. I moved my hands up your thighs and closer to your wet snatch, so close I could smell and practically taste you. I pulled your panties aside and ran my finger up and down the length of your pussy. I could feel your pussy lips twitch as I stroked my fingers slowly up and down your moist gap. I heard you gasp. Pushing you back onto the bed I moved my left hand up to your swollen breasts and pinched down hard on your nipple. You blurted out a slight peep as I dug my nails into your flesh and gave a forceful twist.
"Not a word bitch," I barked, as you bit down on your bottom lip to keep from crying out at the bitter sweet pleasure of my strong fingers.
I could sense your excitement by how wet your pussy had gotten just from my touch on your skin. I couldn't wait to see how wet I would get you from a well deserved tongue fucking.
I moved closer and licked my way from your knee to your thigh and bit into the inside of your leg just before reaching your sweet pussy. Just enough to leave a red mark on your flesh. I felt your chest rise and your breaths shorten, all the while never letting go of your nipple. You wanted my tongue on your pussy, I could tell, but the restraints on your wrists wouldn't allow you to lay flat. You tried to push your hands to the side and shove your hips forward towards my face but the pressure of my hand on your chest and the vise like grip on your nipple prevented any hope of comfort.
You pleaded, "Please lick my pussy. Your mouth is so hot. I need your tongue on me now."

The blindfold kept you from seeing my hand crash down on the outside of your leg right next to your ass. Your body jolted. Your skin was glowing from the sting of my fingers.
"I said not a word slut"! and I stood up, grabbed a lock of your hair and dragged you to the floor on you hands and knees. My strength and forcefulness took you by surprise but you buried your head into the carpet as if you were waiting for another lash. Moving behind you, I could see your pussy dripping with anticipation and excitement. I looked up to see you positioned directly in front of the floor length mirror and that I could see the top of your head on the floor and myself standing behind you. Not wanting to disappoint, My hand cam down again, stinging your ass with more power this time. You tried your best to conceal the grunt escaping your lips but to no avail.

I slipped the stiff leather belt from my waist with a slow deliberate pull to make sure you could hear what I was up to but not enough to give away what was coming next. You braced yourself as you heard the jingle of the cold metal buckle as it fell from my jeans. Instead of raising it, I leaned my hips against your ass so you could feel the growing bulge in my pants and grabbed a handful of your hair and lifted your head with a violent tug. I slipped the belt around your neck, slid the buckle down to your throat and gave a yank on the belt like a dog at the end of a leash.
"There! That suits you better my whore. You're right where you belong on your hands and knees where a good slut deserves to be." "I'm warning you, don't make a move or I pull on this collar. I don't want to restrain you like a dog but if you get out of line with me I'll have no choice. Do you understand"? I snapped.
"Ye yes, I do baby."
"Good, then we shouldn't have a problem, should we? Now get that ass in the air for me so I can give you what you need"

You slid forward slightly to bring you ass off your ankles and lowered your head back to the floor with me holding tightly to the belt, lifting your ass as high as you could. The hand print on the side of your ass from the previous smack I gave you was glowing hot pink. I bent down and kissed the mark I left like I was branding it mine. You skin was burning on my lips. I moved my face over and dragged my tongue along your ass till I reached your pussy and licked at the pouty lips that protruded from between your legs. I felt your wetness ooze onto my tongue as a moan left your lungs.

I kept my tongue on your pussy as my hand came down on your soft flesh one more time. You jerked and lifted your head to cry out but my grip on the belt prevented you from making any sudden moves. I repeated my kiss on the mark my hand left and followed it with another flick of my tongue on your pussy lips. I did this a couple more times till I knew I had your attention. Your breathing grew faster with each smack in anticipation of my wrath and it's reward of a fresh lap of your drenched pussy. You couldn't see me reach into the ice bucket as I grabbed a frozen cube and lightly touched it to your red hot ass. You couldn't help yourself as tiny yelp escaped your lips this time. I responded by pulling on the belt once more. I moved the ice cube to your dripping snatch and pushed it into you with my tongue. The sensation of the freezing cold in your pussy and my hot mouth on you was almost enough to bring you over the edge. I stayed put for a long while, taking my time to tease your pussy as I drank the melting ice mixed with the sweet taste of your juices into my mouth and swallowed.

The taste of your pussy was driving me insane as I felt my erection grow with every mouthful of you. My face was sliding over your pussy with ease as I darted my tongue in and out of your hot gash. I could tell you were close to cumming and released the belt to push a finger into your tight asshole as I smacked your cheeks with my other hand. You were bucking and groaning against my face as I felt you explode onto my mouth. I did all I could to keep my finger in your ass and a firm grasp on your hips so my tongue wouldn't lose contact with your pussy. I licked, sucked and swallowed every drop of your cum while your body spasmed with agony and pleasure from an earth shattering orgasm.

I felt your body slump and you sank to the floor with a sigh, your face turned to the side as you tried to catch your breath. The sounds of moans and grunts rushed from your throat as you slowly calmed down.

I moved up to kiss your face and you clamored to suck in my lips but you weren't to kiss me yet. I wasn't done with you. I pulled on the collar around your neck and demanded you to sit up.
Standing in front of you I dropped my jeans to the floor making sure to not let go of the belt.
"You were a good whore to let me taste you slut," I said. "Now you're going to taste me, aren't you"?
"Oh yes plea... and before you could finish the word I grabbed the back of your head and slammed my cock into your waiting mouth. You tried to pull back but I doubled my effort by pulling on the belt as well.

"Suck my cock bitch. Show me how much you want to reward me for letting you cum, for allowing you to be pleasured first today."
You could only moan on my dick and nod in approval as you ran your tongue under and around it's girth, taking me deeper into your throat. Your arms wiggled and squirmed behind your back as you ached to hold my cock and guide it into your mouth but I was enjoying watching your body plead for it. I only held tighter to the back of your head and fucked your mouth as I saw fit. I set the pace as I drove my engorged cock into you. You fought back the reflex to gag as I felt your throat muscles relax and take me deeper.
The feeling of my pulsing cock all the way down your throat was about all I could take and I reached down and untied the binds on your hands. You immediately drew your fingers around my cock and cradled my balls as I felt a rush from deeper inside me than I ever had before. I threw my head back, ripped at your hair fiercely and drove my cock as far down your throat as I could.

"That's it bitch," I groaned, "suck my cock. Swallow all of me like a good whore."
You tried to pull back to swallow my cum as I unloaded more than I thought my balls were capable of holding. You held on tight as I jerked and fucked your face, making sure not to miss a drop as I came violently down your hungry throat.
You gulped and sucked in everything I had to offer till I melted to the floor in total exhaustion. You kept sucking me as I lay there panting, slowly licking the length of my cock, feeling it jerk and spasm a few more times till you were sure my balls were empty.

My head was spinning, my body spent as I took you in my arms and held you tight, kissing your face softly. The previous months of waiting for today drifted through my dizzy mind. All the conversations we've had, every word that was spoken was lost in this moment.

Things were different now and I knew we'd never speak those same words again.

Well... There WAS something new!

I don't know what the hell is going on with blogspot lately but I've been having a terrible time posting. I had a new story I posted 2 days ago and it took all of a day to show up on my site. Now, today it's gone!
I'm not sure if someone is fucking with me or what! If it is, I'm sorry to piss you off or whatever you're mad about.
I'm going to try one more time to get this on here and if someone found out how to hack into my site and wants it down tell me first ok?
If all this turns out to be wacky paranoia, then,,, MY BAD!