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?

THANK YOU!

Jay, my fiance, got me a new necklace

when my blog received 1,000 views.

Thank you, sweetheart ...

and, thanks to you, my readers!

The Human Ice Cream Sundae

While in Louisville two weekends ago, my magnificent man and I decided to go someplace nice for dinner on Saturday. You know -- candlelight, good food, adult beverages. So, we called the front desk, asked for a recommendation, and were given the number of a nearby Italian place. Perfect! We called and made reservations, and then shared a steamy shower in which we exchanged oral pleasures, made love and cleaned each other inch-by-inch. More perfect!!


The restaurant was very nice, exactly what we wanted. Romantic atmosphere, very good food and lots of it, and outstanding wine pairings. We concluded the night with a bottle of Ca dei Mandoril, which we were told was the wine used by Marc Antony to seduce Cleopatra. It did the same to me! I thoroughly enjoyed the wine, and my fiance's left hand was working wonders on my right thigh and doing a sensational job teasing my pussy without actually touching me. I was soaked by the time we left the restaurant.


I was a little surprised he didn't order dessert with our wine, as he has a wonderful sweet-tooth for outstanding desserts, and the restaurant we chose had many, but, when I asked, he reassured me that he had something else in mind.  I couldn't help but smile... I love his imagination!

And, I soon learned what he had in mind. On the way back to the hotel, we stopped at Friendly's and ordered a 5-scoop Reese's Pieces Sundae (made for two) to go. When we returned to the car, I knew immediately what was about to happen. My incredibly sexy man lifted my dress (which didn't have to move far to expose my bare pussy) and placed the ice-cold cup between my legs, tight against my now-dripping pussy.


Once in our room, he quickly had me undressed -- mainly because all I had on was my dress, a thin bra (which did nothing to hide my rock-hard nipples) and heels. After asking me to lay down on the coffee table in the room, he slid me into place with my ass on the edge of one end of the table, and began to prepare his dessert. He extended my arms above my head, binding each wrist to a leg of the table. With my ass on the edge of the table, my feet were on the ground, and my ankles were tied to the table legs beneath my butt.

I began to quake before my fiance even placed the first portion of the ice cream sundae on my hungry, aching body! He covered my breasts and pussy with the icy mixture of vanilla ice cream, peanut butter sauce, hot fudge, Reese's Pieces and whipped cream, and he strategically placed the cherry atop a mound of whipped cream on my clit.

And although helpless, I was then spoiled with the longest, most insanely ravishing oral love-making... He was so perfect and so complete!!! I didn't even bother to count how many times he made me cum.  It was incredible -- my hot body, the cold ice cream, the warm sauces, the cool whipped cream, his hot, passionate kisses and indescribable tongue!!!


And, to cap the evening, this amazing man of mine carried me into the shower, washed me head-to-toe (including a heaven-sent washing and rinsing of my hair!), and then dried me off, covered me with my Avon "Skin So Soft" lotion and carried me back to bed, where he had another bottle of Ca dei Mandoril waiting!!!

Needless to say ... After enjoying the wine, I enjoyed HIM -- YUMMMM!!!! -- and fell asleep with my head on his chest.

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 Winery

This weekend was absolutely beautiful in the Shenandoah Valley… Warm days, and cool, breezy nights… a wonderful weekend for wine tours.

I wore my denim shorts with “sparkles” on the back pockets, because I know my fiancé loves seeing my ass in them… and LOVES to see –- and rub –- my legs every time he gets the chance.  And, I wore a pink summer halter top that revealed just enough cleavage to tease beneath a white cotton blouse.  He chuckled as we walked into our final winery of our Saturday trip, as several heads turned as we walked in and found a table.

Our table was near the back corner of the tasting room, close enough to enjoy the sight of the fireplace, but not too close to feel the heat.  As it turned out, we didn’t need additional heat on this day.  After our first glass of wine and a pleasant chat, we decided to dance… until the sweat started to run down my back and between my breasts.  My fiancé noticed right away, inviting me outside for some “cool air.”

Once outside, we found a small, secluded bench between the vines in the vineyard, and we took a seat… my legs draped across lap.  While we sipped another glass of wine and talked, he rubbed my legs and feet.  It was very, very nice… and even more relaxing… unless you consider the excitement that was building between my thighs.

When we returned to the winery, the band was playing one of my fiancé’s favorite country love songs, so we went back to the dance floor, and he took me in his arms.  I tucked my head under his chin and enjoyed hearing his heartbeat so close.  I allowed my hands to explore his back, shoulders and arms… and eventually started to sneak a few squeezes on his athletic ass.

He gently grabbed my hair, tilted my head back, and whispered in my ear, “Keep that up and we won’t be able to stay long.”  I heard him, but didn’t listen, and soon I could feel his erection growing on my hip.  When I looked him in the eyes and grinned, he asked if I wanted to take another walk outside “for some air.”  I nodded and took his hand as the song ended.

This time as he led me out, it was nearly dark, and a bit cooler.  A perfect summer night… which was about to get more perfect!  When we arrived back at our cozy bench between the vines, I caught the heart-warming smile that emanated from his perfectly-kissable lips and the flash of hunger in his beautiful brown eyes.

This time when he took me in his arms, I could feel his fingers exploring every inch of my neck, shoulders and back, which he knows drives me crazy… as he worked his way to my ass, which he lifted and squeezed in an aggressive way that I won’t soon forget.  My back arched and my chin lifted, and he kissed me passionately!!!  While kissing, my fiancé used one hand to unbutton my shorts before sliding both hands inside my shorts, squeezing and parting the cheeks of my ass.  When he began to kiss my neck and moved my blouse so he could kiss my shoulders and chest, I immediately lost myself in the moment.  It was a good thing, because I would have been worried about the somewhat-public scene that was to come.

When I thrust the moist crotch of my shorts against his leg, he looked me in the eyes, chuckled and knelt at my feet… lifting my tank top so he could kiss my breasts and tease my nipples… before removing my shorts, sitting me on the bench, and beginning his magical oral work between my legs.  OMG!!!

It didn’t take long before I was BEGGING him to kiss me to prevent me from screaming… and he did, as he slipped inside me while still kneeling before me.  I counted three incredible orgasms before crashing against his chest, when I felt him explode powerfully inside me.

After we regained our breath –- and our composure –- we returned to the tasting room, quickly paid our tab and headed home… My fiancé fingered my dripping pussy all the way home, and I counted another 3 orgasms before we arrived… and when we did arrive, he led me straight to my bedroom for another wonderful love-making session… and another amazing, toe-curling orgasm.

“I have to work early tomorrow, so I should probably go,” he said after a half-hour or so of cuddling and kissing.  But I pleaded with him to stay, eventually convincing him that I didn’t mind getting up a little early to say goodbye… and, shortly thereafter, I fell fast asleep with my head on his chest.

Friends Become Lovers

This wonderful relationship we are in now started one afternoon when my best friend called and invited me over for dinner.  We’d had a good friendship for more than two years at the time, but I had no idea how much this night would change all of that.

After greeting me at the door with a kiss on the cheek, this wonderful man took my hand and led me to the living room, where he'd just opened a bottle of wine.  After some light conversation and a well selected bottle of sweet wine, he served me a delicious dinner … and things got interesting.

While I enjoyed dessert (he refused to eat, for reasons you’ll learn later), our eyes locked, and I could see conflicting emotions behind his gorgeous brown eyes.  He had never mentioned anything beyond friendship, even remotely, prior to that, but I could see it this night and it excited me, lighting a fire in my soul.  I’d never mentioned a love relationship, either, but I had thought about it –- even fantasized about it.

That’s when this sentence surprised me:  "To tell you the truth, I’ve been falling for you since the day we met … and, I’ve been hoping for a long time that I could be THE ONE to fulfill all of your fantasies.”

“Holy shit,” I thought.  “Is he seeing the same thing in my eyes that I’m seeing in his?”

Apparently, it was more obvious than that.  One look at my body made my interest, or better said, arousal, pretty clear –- I was fidgeting in my chair, crossing and recrossing my legs, hoping to conceal a now-wet pussy beneath my tight-fitting dress, and, glancing down, I noticed that my nipples were erect.

“Come over here,” he said, smiling.

I got up from the dining room chair and walked slowly, almost embarrassed, to him.  He didn’t say another word, simply placing his hands on either side of my face and pulling me close for an incredibly romantic and passionate kiss.  That kiss led to others, each becoming hotter (and wetter) … and I ended up sitting in his lap at the table, his hands behind my back pulling our bodies together.

I eventually broke away from the kiss and stared into his now-flaming eyes. “I’ve wanted you to do that for a long time,” I admitted.

With that said, he stood up, took my hand and led me to the bedroom, where his queen-sized bed was covered in rose petals.  Then, it seemed painfully slowly, he removed my dress, and I was standing before him in my bra and thong.  After looking at the “very damp” spot in my panties and a comment about how uncomfortable that must be, he knelt before me… and, while kissing my stomach and the upper part of my thighs, removed my underwear… and laid me gently on the bed.

“Now it’s my turn for dessert,” he said with another smile… with which he continued to bless me while he strategically placed fruit, chocolate and whipped cream all over my body –- EVERYWHERE!  This amazing man honestly took the time to kiss every single inch of me!!!

I wanted to return the favor, especially when he undressed and I saw that perfect, rock-hard penis, but he refused… Instead, he laid down beside me and took me in his arms, and admitted, “I’ve wanted to do that for a long time.”

Eventually, after discussing how this would change our future as “friends” and both of us committing to the long-term, we shared the most amazing, most passionate, most earth-shaking love-making session I had experienced to that date.  He started slowly, working me right to the edge of orgasm, then gradually built up the tempo… taking longer and deeper strokes… until I couldn’t hold back anymore.  I wrapped my legs around him, locked my ankles behind his back, felt my toes curl, dug my fingers into the back of his shoulders and pulled him in for another kiss so the neighbors wouldn’t hear me SCREAM!!!

I rolled him over and attempted to crash with my head on his chest, but he kissed me and gently rolled me back onto my back… grabbing the bowl of fruit from the nightstand and feeding me until my breathing returned to normal.

As my heart rate returned to normal, this amazing man of mine, my fiancé now, began kissing every inch of me again… rolling me onto my chest to kiss my neck (OH, MY GOD!!!), shoulders, back, ass and legs… before rolling me back onto my back, and working his way from my lips to my breasts… before focusing on my tender pussy lips… parting them gently with his fingers, probing inside me with other fingers and licking my clit and pubic area so brilliantly… until I lifted my hips off the bed, grabbed the back of his head, thrust his tongue and mouth tightly against me, and SCREAMED uncontrollably while my body jerked in wave after wave after wave or pleasure.  I lost count after he chuckled when I told him we had to stop at three… and he continued to tease and please me until I literally begged him to stop.

After excusing himself to the kitchen to get our wine glasses, we each took a few sips, caught our breath… and made love again before spending our first night together in each other’s arms.  It was the deepest, most satisfying sleep I had ever experienced.