C is for...

Cum.

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The bright sun was shining through the windows as May stretched and rubbed her eyes. She ran her hands through her tousled hair, stretching her back. Her tits pointed up in the air, warmed by the delightful rays of the sun.

She lied back briefly, luxuriating in the white sheets for a few more brief moments. Her face beaming at the recollection of the dream from which she just awoken.

Throwing on a pair of panties, a cotton tank top, and her hiking boots, she slipped outside in search of her husband. Finding him inside the barn, tending to their horses, she wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear, Mmm. Mornin' honey. You won't believe the dream, I just had.

He turned around to face her, his cock hardening as he took in the sight of her outside wearing next to nothing. He kissed her hard, pressing her up against the side of the barn.

Their passion was raw and palpable - nearly electrifying throughout the barn. It was no time before he'd ripped her shirt off her chest. Gently wrapping it over her eyes, he leaned in close and whispered, I've got a surprise for you.

May smiled, knowing how much she loved her husband's surprises.

He slipped her panties off, pleased that they were already moist from her arousal. He hungrily knelt before her, lapping at her wet pussy. She started to moan and squirm as he continued to kiss and suck.

When she was at the brink of cumming he stood and kissed her firmly on the mouth; she could taste her wet pussy on his lips. Stay right here, he whispered as he tied her hands together with her panties, raised her arms above her head, and gently secured them to the hook on the wall.

It was warm in the barn, but May shivered at the thought of what was to come. She heard the barn door close and she was left in darkness. She wondered at how long she would be alone, but her pussy was practically vibrating at the remembrance of her husband's tongue.

She was squirming every so slightly when the door opened again. The scent of a man wafted over her - but it wasn't the familiar scent of her husband. Before she could even think, she felt his gruff hands grab her breasts, his stubbly face press against hers in a lingering kiss. He released her hands from their hook and pushed her to knees. His cock was already hard, and she hungrily slid her mouth onto his shaft until her nose was buried into his rock hard abs.

Bobbing  up and down on his cock, she heard more footsteps approaching. She could feel her pussy getting even more wet with the thought of these strangers joining her in the barn. Her hands were still tied, so she was unable to reach out to this new man. Instead he knelt behind her, slipping his fingers into her wet hole.

Her moans got louder as she devoured the cock before her and started grinding her pussy onto the hand behind her. She had no idea who these men were, and she didn't care. She was lost in her arousal.

The two men switched places. As May took the next cock into her mouth, the first guy slipped his hard dick into her pussy. She nearly came as he entered her, but refocused her attention to the man before her.

She was being fucked hard. Her moans were getting louder and louder.

On the brink of orgasm, the men pulled out and switched places again. She lapped up her pussy juices while the second guy slipped into her pussy and then into her ass. She whimpered slightly at the intensity of pleasure coursing throughout her body.

His cock sliding in and out of her ass, her body thrashing. It was difficult for her to concentrate on giving head, so he slipped out of her mouth and lifting her up, he slipped into her pussy.

She couldn't help let a small scream escape her lips. Her two anonymous lovers pumped in harmony with each other, and May was finally able to succomb to the orgasm her body was begging for.

As her body stilled, her lovers pulled out - shooting their loads over her limp, satisfied body. They tenderly stood her back up and lifted her arms back onto the hook above her head; their cum dripping down her white, luscious skin.

She heard the barn door close, and once again she was left in darkness. Her husband returned, marvelling at his cum-covered wife. Ready for breakfast, my love?
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FFF - Unexpected

Happy Friday! Time for another Flash Fiction Friday. Go visit Advizor's blog for all the deets.

It had been five years since his wife had passed, and the holidays were always the hardest. She used to love decorating the house and baking delicious holiday treats. He hadn’t felt like celebrating since the accident.

He had gotten the reputation of a bit of a scrooge, but mostly people didn’t mind since he often volunteered to work the shifts no one else wanted. After a particularly long and tiring shift, as he approached his apartment, he was surprised by the unexpected smell wafting into the hallway.

Is that Christmas cookies? Coming from my apartment?

Prepared for the worst, he unlocked his door and tentatively entered. The pretty brunette from 3C just smiled as she placed the final ornament on the tree.

Why…? How did she…? What was…?

He shook his head, trying to comprehend what was happening.

“Hey, Julie! He’s home.”

A blonde woman emerged from the kitchen and joined his neighbor. Both were naked and stunningly beautiful.

“You’ve looked so lonely these past few weeks, so I invited a friend over to help spread some holiday cheer. I hope you don’t mind,” the brunette whispered in his ear as they both started to undress him.


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Enjoy Your Meal

Just another uninteresting night at work. I feel like I'm just going through the motions.

Would you like to get started with a bottle of wine?
How is everything tonight?
Can I get you anything else?

I was lingering at the hosting station waiting for my next order to come up, when I saw you walk into the restaurant. Our eyes locked briefly, and you flashed me a dazzingly smile that nearly turned me into a puddle right there. You were with your wife and another couple, but none of that seemed to matter.

Naturally, I sat you in my section - handing you the wine list and passing menus all around. After doing the wine service and placing your orders, I couldn't resist walking by your table to catch another glimpse of your smile.

I'm sorry, sir, but there's a problem with your order. The chef would like to speak with you personally about it.

You excuse yourself from the table and follow me to the back of the restaurant. Instead of taking you to the kitchen, though, I lead you into a small storage room. Leaning up against the back wall, I flash you my most seductive smile.

No words are spoken.

I grab you by the tie and pull you into to me.
Kissing you hard.

You respond immediately by grabbing my tits and kissing me back.
Your hands begin roaming over my body, down to my hips.
My thighs.
You slide my short black skirt up over my hips, discovering my lack of panties.
You begin playing more between my thighs. Teasing me with your fingers. Kissing me hard. Nibbling my ears, my neck.

I'm wet.
I'm moaning deliciously.
I know we don't have much time.
I twist you around, pressing you back up against the wall.

Placing one finger to my lips, I  unbuckle your slacks, letting them fall to the floor.
Your cock is hard, throbbing, begging for my mouth.
I bend at my hips taking you slowing into my hot, wet mouth.

Meanwhile back at the table, the two wives are chattering along - oblivious to your long absense. Your fellow husband excuses himself to go find out what's taking so long. Somehow he finds us in the small storage room. As I'm sucking your cock, he silently comes up behind me.

Our time is really limited now, so he wastes no time in taking out his cock and slipping it into my dripping cunt. I moan loudly and take you deeper into my mouth as he thrusts in and out of me. I know you want a turn at my pussy, so I turn around. I lap up my juices from his cock as you pound into me.

I can tell you are both getting close, but I don't want you to come in my pussy.
I want to taste you both.
I motion for you to come in front of me.
I drop to my knees and take both cocks in my mouth.
I lap and lick and suck.

Both sets of hands are intwined in my short, red hair. You both are moaning with pleasure. When you can't take it any longer, you both shoot your loads into my mouth.

Two loads of semen swirl with my pussy juices, delighting my hungry tongue.

I stand up. Straightening my skirt and hair, I turn to blow you each a kiss and walk back out into the restaurant to check on my tables.

How are you enjoying your meal?

We did not have an FFM last weekend...

This may be hard to believe, but Lola's libido has not been at this usual high level. I chalk it up mostly to this intense semester.

So, to be honest, I'm not sure I was really feeling up to an FFM anyway.

Apparently, Jasper had been answering some CL ads. Mostly without any luck. Then last Friday, we actually got a reply!

Jasper was stoked; I was willing to try. We watched some FFM porn and had sex in anticipation.

We replied saying we were free Saturday night or sometime on Sunday.

She replied saying Saturday wouldn't work for her, but she'd let us know about Sunday. A few hours later, she replied again saying Sunday would work and asked what time would be best.

We replied with a time.

And then ... NOTHING.

No response saying something came up or that she changed her mind. Nothing.

Now, in reality, I really wasn't up for it come Sunday evening. I'd spent most of the day in bed feeling absolutely blah. So, all in all, it was probably for the best, but still...

The elusive FFM continues to remain, well, elusive.

One day...

On a separate note, our swinger parties start up again this weekend, so I'll be donning a schoolgirl outfit and heading back to skool. lol. Look for some fun pictures and a little Post-It note action with my sister (for the HNT theme on 10/6).

Have a great weekend!

Monday Memories: First MFM

Damn! Here it is already 5:30pm on Monday, and I'm just getting around to writing about this week's memory. I don't have a lot of time to write it, either, but here goes.

My first MFM was a total accident. It wasn't planned.
It's wasn't as if a boyfriend (it was a couple years before I was married) had asked if I wanted to invite some to join us.

No, I was simply out at a bar - dancing the night away with a few girlfriends. Having a great time.

Next thing I knew, I had picked up not one, but two! guys to bring back with me to my apartment.

I was pretty damn proud of myself, actually.

The three of us played together on my small twin bed in my small bedroom that barely fit said bed. I'm not sure that they entirely knew what they were getting into. Perhaps one was more interested in me than the other. Perhaps one was just coming along to make sure his buddy didn't get screwed over.

I didn't really care.

I had a fucking cock in my mouth while another was fucking my cunt.

What more could a girl ask for?? It. was. fabulous!

At one point one of the guys moved out to the couch. Maybe he'd already cum. Maybe he was just tired. Maybe he was suddenly uncomfortable being naked around his buddy. I do kind of recall coaxing him back into the bedroom for a little while.

After we were all spent, the one guy moved back out to the couch while the other guy snuggled with me until morning. I kinda recall trying to get the three of us to snuggle, but the guys apparently were uncomfortable with that.

In the morning, they left. I don't recall any false pretenses of possibily doing it again. I don't think I even got their names...let alone their numbers.

What a slut, I know.
BUT it was a fucking good time. :))

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I'm not going to bother with the linky this week, but if you have an MFM story to share, please let us know in the comments!

My Favorite FMF (guest post, continued)

I know you're all anxiously awaiting fun, sexy stories from my vacation, but I'm already back at work and running short on time to process and write. I did update my Project 365 last night, so you can go there to get a glimpse of some of my vacation adventures. Hopefully I'll get some stories written this weekend; although, it is shaping up to be quite busy.

Last night I received an email from my sister with the continuation of her FMF guest post from while I was on vacation. I know it will help tide you over until I can get some good stories blogged myself.

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(continued from here)

I took a short breathless moment to look at her beautiful body. I was mesmerized by the contrast of her long, dark cascading hair against her alabaster skin. She was even more beautiful completely undressed. Her long legs, tight round ass, and large plump breasts were absolutely tantalizing.

With a sly look toward my husband and his quick nod of approval, I led her to the couch. I continued to lay soft kisses on her lips and neck. I moved with grace and hunger. As I sat her down on the couch, I began to caress her soft, delicate skin. I traced the movement of my hands with light kisses to the softness of her full round breasts. Here I lingered. I let my mouth and tongue go to work. I began by kissing around each breast. Then I began to swirl my tongue over her breast and worked my way toward her very hard nipples. Once I arrived, my tongue began to dance across her nipple and I coaxed it into my hot mouth. Her moans began to increase in volume and I was excited that I could make her make those sounds. I lingered at her breasts; licking and sucking. Every now and then I would glance up at my husband watching this scene and my pussy would tighten with desire as I watched him watch me.

I, then, kissed and licked my way down her belly to her glistening, pretty pink pussy. My hands caressed down her thighs and back up and I felt the heat between her legs. I wanted to taste that pussy, but I also wanted to tease. So, I started kissing up the inside of her long toned thighs. My hot mouth eventually finding its way to her sweet pussy. Oh, my. I couldn’t believe how hot she was and how wet my pussy was. I knew my husband was really enjoying the show as he sat at the end of the couch stroking his massive cock. I returned my attention to her pussy. It was so sweet. I licked. I sucked. I heard her moans become louder. I felt her hands on the back of my head and her legs clasped around me. I felt her start to buck. I brought her to orgasm and tasted her sweet honey as I lapped up every drop. As her orgasm subsided, I slowly removed my mouth from between her thighs only to feel her reach for me. Her mouth hungry. She rose up slightly to pull my face to hers and kissed me. Hard. I almost exploded as her soft hands began caressing my bare skin.

She pulled me down on the couch next to her and continued kissing me as she stroked my breasts. She left my mouth and began to kiss down my neck to my breasts. She lingered here and licked and sucked. Her mouth felt so good. Her tongue darting across my nipples causing them to become erect. She licked down my belly to my pussy and began to eat. Each caress of her tongue made me gasp with delight. By this time my husband could no longer keep his distance. As she was licking my pussy, he came up beside me and fed me his giant cock (I love sucking cock). I was in heaven. She ate. I sucked. I came.

My Favorite FMF (guest post)

One of my most favorite FMF experiences occurred when I was working in the restaurant business. We had just hired a new employee and she was beautiful. She had deep, dark bedroom eyes, long auburn hair that cascaded down her shoulders to her very voluptuous breasts. She had long lean legs with a tiny waist and she had a firm, tight, round ass. She was a free spirit and we became fast friends.

As is customary in the restaurant business, employees party after the bar closes. One night, my friend and I went to an after party. We had a few drinks and were a little buzzed. After flirting for a few hours we eventually made it back to my house where we were greeted by my husband and a bottle of wine. We each had a glass of wine or two and really began to feel the effects of the sticky sweet dryness of the wine. As the morning hours grew dim and we were getting ready to retire I turned to my husband and began kissing him.

My friend stood near to our embrace and enveloped us in her arms. My husband whispered to me that she wanted to kiss me. I was astonished. I didn’t believe it at first. Then my husband turned to my beautiful friend and asked her if she wanted to kiss me. She nodded her head yes. I was floored, flattered and excited.

We bent our heads together and began searching each other's lips and mouths. Her lips were so soft. I nearly melted on the spot. We kissed harder. Our mouths opening slightly, energetically our tongues met in the open space between our lips. My hands began to caress slowly up her back to the back of her head. Her soft hair swallowing my hands. I pulled her closer to me and kissed her harder. I re-traced her back to her small, tight ass. I pulled her closer to me; my pussy getting wetter with each caress. I could feel her melt into me and I into her. I wanted her. I wanted to softly caress her neck with kisses. Slowly drag my tongue down her breast bone to her lovely breasts. I wanted to lick and softly suck each nipple as I enveloped each breast with tiny kisses.

My wants became my desires and my desires became my reality. As I kissed her, I began to lay soft, gentle kisses on her neck. This got her even more excited as she felt my hot wet breath. I began to peel her shirt off, laying kisses on her dewy skin as I moved. Soon she was completely naked…

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Today's guest is none other than my beautiful sister. You may remember me running into her at my first swinger's party. She doesn't have a blog of her own. Yet. But if you leave her lots of comments, she may finish this story...and share many more with us. One day, she may even start her own blog.

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UPDATE: My sister has continued this story....here.

Predicament

It's been a few months since Jasper and I decided to open our marriage and just a few weeks since our first threesome, which was with a guy we met via Craigslist. It was such a fantastic night, and we're definitely looking forward to the next time we can get together with CL1.

We've discovered it's so much easier to find men to join us in the bedroom. Jasper really wants to be with another woman (and I do, too), but so far we've had no luck.

We've tried Craigslist.
We've tried Adult Friend Finder.

This past weekend, we attended a wedding out in Oregon. There were definitely some smokin' hotties in the bridal party and in attendance in general. We really, really wanted to hook up with a few of them, but our polyamorous ways are just not that acceptable in society right now.

I got pretty fucking wasted and definitely probably pushed a few too many boundaries. My memory is spotting, but I do recall at least one woman telling me that no, she would not go back to our room with us.

As I was grinding on a married man out on the balcony at the very end of the evening, Jasper was having a conversation with another woman about our views on sexual relationships. She said she was fine with it, but she'd be super pissed at me if I was grinding on her man like that. Which begged the question of why? Why should the blame be put on me when he, whose wife was in the room with their two kids, was doing nothing to push me away, but was, in fact, encouraging me to continue -- especially considering that my husband was present and totally cool with what was going on?? It just seemed odd to both of us.

Anyway, I feel I started to go off on a bit of a tangent. Our predicament is this...we definitely want to be a polyamorous couple but are at a bit of a loss of how to continue, when society is so against us.

For my readers who may not be into the polyamorous thing, how might you react if a couple came on to you in a bar or at a party? For those who might agree with our lifestyle, do you have any good suggestions on meeting like-minded people?

So Damn Alive!

If you've been reading this blog from the beginning (which was only a handful of posts ago), you know that Jasper and I have been toying with the idea of having an open marriage.

We've discovered this is king of a tricky thing to do. We are mostly interested in having sex with another partner at the same time. The idea of doing something behind the other's back or without their knowledge is not the turn-on for us.

So, how do we find other people who would be open to this type of thing?

Craigslist, of course.

We've spent quite a bit of time browsing through the ads in the Casual Encounters section over the past few months, but last weekend, we took the plunge in answering some ads.

We even received a couple response in return.

One sounded very promising, so we made plans to meet for drinks the next evening.

Good conversation, good chemistry.

Yep, we totally got the invite back to his place. Where we fucked and fucked and fucked. I'd like to say til dawn, but unfortunately, after I've had a few drinks, I'm usually unable to remember anything from the previous night, so I can't really pinpoint how late the fucking continued.

This is a real bummer because I have to rely on Jasper to re-tell the stories. Actually, I find that quite hot. And I can imagine what it must have felt like. I have a good imagination for that type of thing. In fact it totally gets me off. I LOVE IT...still, I wouldn't mind being able to remember things myself as well.

Next time, we hope to cut back on my drinking. See if that helps. The problem then may be that my inhibitions may not be as nonexistent as they were last weekend.

Anyway, from what I was told, here are a few highlights from the evening:

• Lots and lots of ass play. Jasper said he got to play with my ass way more than he's ever gotten to before. Tongue, finger(s), cock. He even said he found a spot that drove me into ecstasy. twice.
• My first experience with DP. So frustrated I don't remember that! Definitely something I've longed to try for awhile now. I can only imagine how amazing it must have been.
• So much cock sucking. Jasper said I really did it like a pro. *blushing* Normally, I have a little problem with the taste of my cream, but apparently, I was sucking any cock I could -- no matter where it had just been. Yes, I may have even done a little ATM.
• There was a lot of movement and changing of positions. So much better than the previous threesomes Jasper's had (before he met me) where it was relatively short and static. Sad, really.
• One thing I do remember was hair pulling. Yes, I actually enjoyed it. Of course at one point, as Jasper told me later, I thought it was too much. I thought it was Jasper, but when he pointed out that it was in fact CL1, I was totally into it!
• I also remember how it felt to have CL1 bite my lower lip when his kissed me, and the chills that sprang through my fiber with his touch. Plus he told me I had nice legs. And fantastic skin.

Even though my memory is totally faulty from that encounter. The next day I felt ecstatic! exhilarated! euphoric! Well, yes, and hung-over.

I couldn't believe how ALIVE I felt!

I couldn't stop telling Jasper how ALIVE I felt. It was magnificent!

And definitely on the agenda to do it again. soon.