Stuck in Traffic

My boyfriend and I always had an element of risk taking to our sex life. Recently we were stuck in traffic for nearly a half an hour and I got a deliciously wicked idea what to do to kill the time. There’s no way someone wouldn’t have seen us, likely several people saw us, but I honestly didn’t care. I asked him if he wanted a blow job, and of course he wasn’t going to say no to that offer. So he slipped off his pants, reclined his seat, I leaned over and sucked him off.

There was actually a bus that was along side of us for a while and I’m sure the people in the bus would have gotten a good eyeful, considering the bus is a lot higher than the car. No one honked their horn or anything, but I’m sure we must have given some drivers their jollies for the day or week with our impromptu antics. I slurped away on his cock and he was just bucking his hips fucking my face. I knew I would be so wet from sucking him off, I’d need to finger my own pussy when I was finished with him. I can literally make myself cum in under a minute if I’m horny enough, but it was quite the drive that day!.

We’ve fucked in the car several times on road trips, pulling the car over for a quickie. I was always worried a state trooper would pull over and shine a light in the car and give us grief, but luckily no one has ever done that and it’s not a regular thing, just a once in a while on a long road trip kind of thing. We were going to visit friends and they asked why we had such goofy grins on our faces when we arrived. We kept our dirty little secret to ourselves and didn’t share.

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Riding My Man

My boyfriend loves when I ride him, and I love it as well. He’s got a larger cock, so by me riding him, I can control just how much goes inside of me. Him on top can just be too uncomfortable. Many guys that call do sadly have smaller cocks, that’s why they’re calling in the first place. Either to be humiliated for that fact, or because they can’t get a woman because of it. However there are some that have a little bit too much of a good thing and the woman riding them on top means she can control just how much she takes in.

It also allows for really good placement of where my clit rubs against him, and I love being able to control that, since that’s how I cum the best. From being able to rub up and down with my stiff little clit. I know I’ll be able to cum the best if I can control that. Slow rocking back and forth is hat’s going to get the job done best. Slow, sensual music I can time myself to can be fun. Have you ever made love to Bolero? It’s a great song to pace yourself to for fucking.

Having a man under you, it’s wonderful for them to play with your tits, squeeze your ass, they can play with your clit while you ride them, there’s all sorts of advantages to that position. Larger women may not be able to do it easily, and having a man on a chair rather than on the bed might be easier if their feet are on the floor since putting their weight on their legs bent back may not work for some. Just take whatever comfortable position works fort he both of you and go from there and see what feels the best to bring you both the most amount of pleasure!

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Punish Your Cock

Doing this job as long as I have, there’s very little that surprises me or that I haven’t heard of before, so ones that say something shocking are often surprised you’re not shocked by it. There’s so many ways to punish your penis if you’re into cock and ball torture, it’s a good fetish for the creative masochist. So the other night a man calls that’s a regular but he’s never mentioned he’s into CBT before and he said he had something there to hurt his dick with. I asked what and he said a paint stir stick. I started laughing. That’s a new one!

Wooden spoons are fairly common, though the idea of them stirring batter with them after they’ve been on their slimy cocks is pretty stomach churning. So when he said a stir stick, I thought that actually wasn’t a bad tool. Cheap, or even free if you’re buying a can of paint at the hardware store, and disposable if you want to toss it after use. Imagine going up to the lady at the hardware store and telling her you’d like a few stir sticks, and she asks if you’re redecorating and you say no, I just use them to beat on my dick when practicing some cock and ball torture of my stiff prick! The look on her face would be priceless.

So the caller was whacking away and I could hear the slap of the wood on his cock with each strike he brought down on it. The winces of pain as he did so were amusing to me and I laughed as he inflicted the well deserved pain on his pitiful self. Some like to see how much pain they can take and still be able to have an orgasm. They want to work through the pain as they simultaneously pleasure themselves.

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Medical Fetish Curiosities

So many guys are into the real nitty gritty of sex, and like really graphic pictures and or descriptions of things. Some might tend towards medical fetish or want personal details of masturbation habits or similar. They are curious to an alarming degree about things. Some literally want to play doctor and have a very good at things. One told me once about some clear toy he got his girlfriend that was a large dildo type of thing and if he got a flashlight and shined it at the base of the toy he could look up inside of her through the toy, it was pretty weird.

They want you to sit on their face and have the lights on, for them to get the best view possible. Maybe a miners hat with a light would be their dream come true to see everything bright and unobstructed. Natural curiosity is normal, but some take things to a whole different level. They will ask you how many times you think you have contractions when you orgasm, have you ever counted? It can be difficult to count and concentrate at such a moment. You can barely remember your own name, let alone have a stop watch and be counting vaginal contractions at the moment of orgasm.

Some callers keep notes on their own masturbation feats. How much sperm, shot glasses for measuring. How far they shot their load, tape measures for distance. It’s incredible ones really are concerned with not only the details, but recording them for years on end and comparing the results from years ago until now, and yet several over the years have mentioned such practices. One said he has notebooks going back to high school and he’s in his fifties now. Harmless yes, but quite weird to be honest.

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Kiss Me

I’d bought some sexy lingerie for out Valentine’s Day night encounter. I waited on the bed and was laying on the king sized bed in the upscale hotel room he’d told me to meet him at. I heard the key in the lock. He came in, smiling as he saw me there laid out for him like a present. He came over and gave me a kiss. He started to strip out of his suit and headed to the bathroom for a quick shower. I poured the champagne and waited for him to emerge. He came out, wrapped in a towel, looking sexy as hell.

It wasn’t long before that towel was a damp pile on the floor and his already hard cock was in my mouth. I looked him right in the eye as I drooled all over his dick. We hadn’t been together in weeks, and this was the first we’d seen and touched one another. I was so horny for him, sucking his cock always got me wet. He was dripping copious amounts of precum into my mouth and on my lips like gloss. I got up, pushed him back on the bed and mounted him. My crotchless panties opening to receive his turgid cock in my thirsty cunt.

I rocked back and forth on top of him, feeling my slick juices coat his cock and balls as I sought my release on his meaty shaft that was pumping in and out of me. He rubbed my breasts as we fucked and I soon came on his cock, slathering it down with my wetness. We rested a while and then he got me on all fours and pounded my pussy from behind. I was soon overflowing with his cum in my pussy. He’d made me cum again and drained himself into me. I knew we’d be fucking more before the night was through. This was just a brief respite in the passion.

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