Halloween Treat

Jay and I were Fred and Wilma Flintstone for Halloween, but I DID surprise him with the maid outfit he bought me as soon as we put the boys to bed. I asked him to wait in the bedroom, and, after taking a quick, hot shower, I put on his gift and made my way to please him.

When I walked into the bedroom, Jay immediately got off the bed, came to me at the door, closed the door behind me and pinned me against the cool wood for an incredibly passionate kiss… eventually making his way to my ears, my neck and my shoulders. I immediately got moist and I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to pull of “my” plan for him.

“I love that outfit on you,” he said. “You are soooooo sexy.”

“Thank you, sweetheart,” I responded, stopping him when he tried to scoop me into his arms so he could carry me to bed.

“What’s wrong?” Jay asked, somewhat stunned by my request.

“I have my own plan tonight,” I said. “I want to spoil you the way you always spoil me.”

I leaned in to kiss him gently and purred, “Please!?”

“Baby, you know I could never say ‘no’ to you,” Jay replied with a smile.

Our next kiss, still standing just inside the door, lasted several minutes. My tongue explored his mouth and my hands explored every inch of his body I could reach. When he began to explore my body with his hands, I politely stopped him with a sultry, “Not yet.”

I then took Jay’s hand and led him back to the bed and asked him to lie down on his chest. My plan to spoil him began with a massage of his gorgeous shoulders and back, but I couldn’t continue that long when I heard him moaning and groaning… OMG, his noises make me crazy, especially since I was straddling – and grinding against – his sexy ass.

I was getting too excited and knew I had to speed up my plan, so I asked him to roll onto his back. When he did, I straddled his face in my maid’s skirt, without panties, and allowed him to briefly lick and kiss my clit and pussy. While he was busy, I leaned to my side of the bed and retrieved two scarves I hid for this occasion earlier in the evening. As Jay began to grope my ass with his hands and attempted to pull me closer to his hungry mouth, I lifted myself from his face and showed him my surprise… and, to my surprise, he grinned and immediately placed his hands on the bedposts so I could tie him up.

With him loosely secured, I began to trace every inch of his body with my the tips of my fingers, beginning at his long, athletic legs… working my way up his incredibly flat stomach… up to his chest… to his neck and head… then back to his beautiful full lips…

I used that teasing introduction on his lips to start a long, slow, deep, wet kiss… then returned to his legs to begin a more intense full-body massage, which, as I had hoped, got an enormous “rise” out of him.

I gave his perfect penis a glance, smiled and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Always incredibly thoughtful, Jay replied, “Absolutely nothing. You are perfect in every way.”

(Wow! Not what I was expecting on my first attempt to seduce and spoil him the way he has spoiled me sooooo many times… but not that unexpected, knowing how amazing this man is and feeling how much he loves me.)

So, this “perfect” girl straddled his hips and allowed his rock-hard cock to press against my soaking pussy lips and clit… and I began to gently brush myself against him, using him to increase my own arousal. Jay could tell and he flashed a brilliant smile.

“What’s wrong?” I asked when I saw his arms strain gently against the scarves.

“Absolutely nothing is wrong,” he said. “I want to watch.”

Looking into those big, brown eyes, what’s a girl to do? So, I untied my maid’s apron and tossed it to the side of the bed… allowing him – and me – to see the head of his penis slipping back and forth across my clit, disappearing and reappearing from my pussy lips. That excited us both, as I began to feel those wonderful shivers throughout my body, and I saw a bit of pre-cum on the tip of Jay’s cock.

I continued to take my time, teasing myself while using him as my personal sex toy… eventually unsnapping my maid’s bra and releasing my tits, allowing Jay to see my erect nipples.

“Oh, my God,” he said. “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.”

With that, he closed his eyes and released every bit of tension in his body.

HE WAS MINE!

Knowing that this incredible man had given himself to me, trusting me as I have trusted him sooooo many times before, I had reason #2 to speed up my plan.

“Open your eyes,” I told him.

When Jay opened his eyes, I began caressing my breasts and teasing my nipples, and I lowered my hips to apply a little more pressure on my wet pussy and throbbing. With that, I saw a fire flash in Jay’s eyes and he tried to shift his weight and slide inside me.

“Lay still,” I told him.

Like he always does, he gave me exactly what I wanted, completely relaxing his body and keeping his eyes on me. And, oh my, did those eyes sparkle with interest when I told him I wanted to cum.

He smiled and nodded, then looked startled when I lifted my weight off of him. “Relax,” I soothed him, as I took his perfect penis in my hands and begin to use it as I would a favorite sex toy… passing the tip of it slowly between my pussy lips, up and down… flicking the head of it back and forth across my clit… and teasingly placing it against the opening to vagina without going inside.

And that’s when it happened for the first time… What started as an enjoyable and familiar quiver suddenly became a violent shaking in nearly every muscle in my body. I considered untying Jay, but I knew he was loose enough to help me if I needed him.

Then, when I felt like I was going to collapse – SQUIRT!!! I soaked Jay and the bed… and I couldn’t stop – SQUIRT!!! SQUIRT!!!

Embarrassed that I’d made a mess of the bed we were about to sleep in, I looked at Jay and prepared to explain, but he shook his head knowingly and whispered, “Shhhh… Your turn to relax.”

With that, and only after he asked me for permission, he slipped his hands out of the scarves and gently slid his body down… down… down… until his head was in the puddle I made on the bed and his face was just below my drenched pussy.

“Come here, baby,” he said.

“Are you sure?” I asked, still a little embarrassed.

Without a word, Jay slipped his long arms under my legs, cupped my thighs in his soft hands and pulled my pussy and clit tightly against his amazing mouth and tongue. Within what seemed like seconds, I squirted for the fourth and fifth time.

As I collapsed on the bed, this miraculous man leaned to his side of the bed, retrieved two mixed drinks – my favorite, Bailey’s and chocolate milk – and a bowl of strawberries. He spent the next several minutes feeding me strawberries – some dipped in his drink – and pressing my glass against my lips so I could relax completely and regain my composure.

Once we finished our drinks (and Jay covered the bed with towels and additional blankets), he rolled me onto my side and spooned up tightly against my back. He declined a blowjob and lovemaking, telling me that he wanted me to rest and get some sleep… Which left me wondering as I drifted off: Was this my plan, or his Halloween treat?

Goodbye Summer

It's rained every day since Tuesday, and my summer tan is starting to fade,

so I decided this morning to hit the tanning bed one more time before fall and winter...

And, be honest, if you had the top view in the tanning bed,

you would want to "PLAY," too!!!

A Showstopper During Karaoke

My fiancé and I went out to Applebees last week for karaoke night -- but by the end of the night I left wondering if all eyes were on me rather than the stage.  We started with drinks and appetizers ... then moved on to drinks and dinner ... and then moved on to drinks ... As a small woman with a low tolerance of alcohol, toooooo many drinks.

I lost my inhibitions and, without even thinking about it, I used my body to slide him to the back of the booth we were sharing and cuddled my back up against his chest.  Then, in the somewhat dark corner, I took his hand in mine and slipped it under my loose-cut cotton blouse and placed it on my breast.  He didn't seem to mind leaving his drink for my breasts, as he began to gently tease my nipples through my bra.  When he felt them harden under his sensational touch, he carefully unsnapped the front clasp in my bra and continued to tease my nipples.

As the waitress appeared to begin to wonder what we were up to, I slowly began to slide my hand between my thighs.  Now, I'm not one for masturbation, especially with a magnificent man doing his thing to me just inches away, but ... tooo many drinks!  When I began to arch my back so I could make my strokes more penetrating, my fiancé noticed the pressure to his chest changing and glanced around my neck and shoulders to see what I was up to.  Almost before I even noticed, his other hand came around my side and gently slid inside the waistband of my skirt.  He chuckled and kissed my neck when he felt how soaking wet I already was, and he told me he wanted me to kiss him when I got ready to scream.

His hands have always been gentle and sooooo completely satisfying, touching me in amazing ways in all of the spots that drive me crazy ever since the first time he touched me.  However, with just a little bit of my input, he has become a master at pleasing me.  So, needless to say, it wasn't long before I grabbed the back of his head with my hand, tilted my head back to meet his and inhaled his tongue into my mouth as every muscle in my legs and stomach tightened for the most amazing public orgasm I've ever had.  It wouldn't stop -- with every touch, with every stroke, with every gentle thrust inside me, a new wave seemed to flood over me.

After removing his hand, he made me clean his fingers with my mouth and tongue, while he took a drink of his Captain Morgan and Diet Pepsi -- all while looking me dead in the eyes.  I smiled ear-to-ear, grabbed his cock from the outside of his khaki shorts, and told him I wanted a chance to “clean” him.  He nodded approvingly ... but told me I would have to wait until the ride home.

He then proceeded to give me five more opportunities to clean his fingers.  He had me so crazy, I wanted to fuck him right there in the booth ... He must have read my mind, ordering me to unzip his shorts, release his "perfect penis" (that's what I call it because it fits my hands, my mouth and my vagina perfectly!!!), and lifting me into his lap.  Then, after lifting the back of my skirt and moving my thong to the side, I was doing two of my favorite things in the world -- sitting on a great cock and listening to music.

After two more orgasms, we decided to head home… "Head" being the key word in that sentence.  Right, ladies!?  A man satisfies us and puts our needs first -- THAT MANY TIMES!!!! -- deserves some road-head! ... and my man got just that.  In fact, I'm not sure we were out of the parking lot by the time I had him in the back of my throat ... and I'm sure we weren't too far out of town before he asked if I was ready ... and, with a muffled "umm,hmmm" as his reply, he gave me my favorite dessert!  After cleaning every inch of him, and carefully sliding him back inside his shorts, I sat back into my reclined bucket seat, thinking I would chill the remaining few minutes it would take us to get home. 

Fortunately, my fiancé had other plans.  He immediately lifted my skirt and began teasing me with his fingers again -- and again he made me cum insanely in just minutes.  With my entire body shaking and me gasping for breath, he asked if I was ready to cap our night.

With my affirmative answer, he then drove past the house and took a back road up one of the nearby mountains.  After pulling into a secluded “parking” spot with a beautiful view of the Valley lights at night, he helped me out of the car (which he prefers as a gentleman).  He then popped open the trunk on his Altima and pulled out a large blanket and a bottle of champagne.  In minutes, I was naked, laying on the blanket under the stars, listening to our favorite music from the car, feeling the warm, gentle breeze, and having champagne licked off of my lips, my neck, my breasts, my ass and my pussy lips…

It was a night of dreams, which ended with this wonderful man carrying me into the house and into the bedroom… and making love to me one more time… before I crashed and fell asleep with my head on his chest!

The Exhibitionist:

My fiance and I recently made a weekend getaway to a remote cabin in a neighboring state.  While the trip was quite amazing in many, many, many ways, there is one story I would like to use to begin this blog ... and I hope you like it!

It was not long into our return trip home before I had my hands and my mouth in my fiance's lap.  I do, afterall, love giving road-head.  However, road-head had never been like -- or led to -- this type of behavior on my behalf.  Maybe 10 minutes into my very enjoyable efforts, my fiance informed me that a truck/trucker was approaching on our left.  It was nice of him to tell me, thinking I may be embarrassed to be seen giving him head in public (and something he has had the occasion to do several times before), but it was dark and I was feeling very, very naughty, so I took things a step farther.  I told him to "try to relax" and drive, and I turned on the interior lights in the car.

Then, as I heard the hum of the truck engine pull beside us, I lifted my head and smiled proudly at the driver. As I lowered my head to take my boyfriend's perfect penis back deep in my throat, I noticed the truck engine slowing -- and remaining beside us.  My fiance again warned me that the truck had slowed and the driver was watching intermittently, but I gave him a muffled, "mmmhmmm," and continued my duties.  I stayed there stroking him with my hands and fucking him with my mouth until I tasted the first droplets of pre-cum.

There, in the wee hours of the morning, I found myself undressing in the car ... climbing into my fiance's lap, facing him ... and taking his hard cock deep inside me -- all while knowing the trucker was watching every move I made.  For the next several miles -- probably a 15-20 minutes or so -- I slowly enjoyed myself and the feel of being seen and being pleasured at the same time.

I worked my hips slowly up and down the length of his now-throbbing cock, and I rotated my hips round and round to insure that he touched every single inch of me again and again ... I squeezed my breasts, lifted them to lick, kiss and suck on them, and I pinched and gently pulled on my erect nipples to the point I wanted to scream ... And, finally, before screaming at my lungs' highest capacity at the strongest orgasm of my life, I shoved one hand between my legs to pleasure my clit while every muscle inside me contracted around my boyfriend.

The sex and the orgasm, and finishing my fiance's blowjob -- tasting our juices mixed all over his already perfect penis -- were absolutely amazing, but ... oh, what would they say in the office!!???