My husband reminded me of this story last night, and I decided this morning to share it with you all.
About a year ago I had to work from home to let in a worker to repair a cracked tile in our shower. The contractor had been at our house doing the original work but he had to come back to touch up a couple areas.
I was quite horny thinking about having a man in the house alone since hubby was at work. I had noticed before that Felix had a big cock and I was debating whether I was going to ask him to show it to me when he came over. I never got a chance to flirt with him before since hubby was around all the time.
Felix was a short slightly plump Mexican but I could tell he had a big package in his pants. After waiting around for awhile for him to show up and getting wetter and wetter I decided I was going to not only see his cock but give him a good blowjob.
I started looking for a sexy outfit to try on and I decided to go for the tight white see thru t shirt and a short skirt. I slipped on a pair of high heels and waited for him to arrive. When the door bell rang I almost had an orgasm just from the anticipation. I went to the door to let him in but I got a surprise. He had a younger coworker with him who was also Mexican but skinnier and much cuter.
Neither one of them could take their eyes off my chest and when I let them in they almost fall all over themselves trying to get through the door without taking their eyes off my chest. I told them I was working at home waiting for them to come over since hubby had to go to work today.
I walked upstairs to take them to the bathroom and I'm sure they could see my bare ass all the way up the stairs since my skirt was so short. When they got to the bathroom they set down their toolboxes and started back out to the truck to get the tile. When they got back upstairs I was still waiting for them in the bathroom, but I had hopped up on the counter and was sitting on it when they returned.
I jumped down off the counter and walked up to Felix and stood very close to him. I looked him in the eye with a devious smile and asked if he could help me with something else before he started the tile. He stepped back a half step and said, "Sure what is it?"
I stepped close to him again, grabbed his crotch and said, "I want to see how big this is and if it will fit in my mouth." He looked shocked but then smiled and said, "Sure as long as your hubby doesn't come home."
With that I dropped to my knees right in front of him and started to unzip his pants. I pulled them down along with his boxers and his cock jumped out right in my face. It wasn't as long as it looked in his pants but it was really big around. I looked up at him smiling and said, "I'm not sure this will fit in my mouth."
He reached down with one hand and grabbed his cock to shove it in my mouth and he grabbed the back of my head with the other. He said, "I'm sure it will, you just need to force it." With that he shoved my head into his crotch and his cock head slipped into my mouth.
I started working it onto my mouth and before long I had his entire cock in my mouth and partially down my throat. Ha grabbed the sides of my head with each hand and proceeded to fuck my face very fast and hard. I think it must have been less then 2-3mins before I was given a full load of his cum. I swallowed almost all of it and wiped the rest off my chin and face.
He was still grunting a little while shoving his cock back in his pants. By that time his coworker was standing there with his pants down and his cock flaying in my face. I grabbed it and started to suck him too. His cock wasn't as big around but it was longer and I could feel his head hitting the back of my throat. He lasted a little longer, maybe 4-5 minutes before he blew his load. I was able to get into my rhythm of slowing taking his entire cock into my throat, then slowly pulling it all the way out and back in again. he blew a big load in my mouth and I was able to swallow almost all of his load.
I smiled, stood up and said, "OK guys, I hope you can concentrate on my shower now."
With that I left them to work on the tile and I went downstairs to watch TV and respond to a few work emails.
They were done in the shower after a couple hours and they came downstairs to leave. I asked them how much we owed them for today and Felix said, "This one is one me. If you ever need any other tile work or any other work for that matter please call."
His buddy was a little more blunt and point blank asked, "Can I fuck you before we go?"
I smiled and said, "Not today sweetie, but maybe the next time I need some work done in the shower Felix will bring you along."
Friday, October 23, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Online Hook Up
We met David several months ago but with hectic schedules and living somewhat farther away than normal booty calls it took awhile to hook up. All I can say is WOW!!! If you want to get fucked by someone who knows how to use his cock....David is the man for you!!
We picked David up in a shopping mall parking lot Friday night, by the time hubby had found a nice dark spot to park, we had the car was rocking already.
I came so many times and so hard hubby was starting to worry. Hubby ended up very happy though....David was fucking me so hard and I was so wet that the condom had come off while he was pounding me.
Neither of us realized it and he came deep and hard in me ;) After he was done the cum drip out all the way home. It felt sooo good. My pussy was tingling everytime a glob of cum would drip down and soak my panties.
When we got home hubby was so hard knowing he was getting sloppy seconds. When hubby was finished I litteraly rolled over and fell asleep. Between those 2 I think cum was dripping out of me for 2 days.
We picked David up in a shopping mall parking lot Friday night, by the time hubby had found a nice dark spot to park, we had the car was rocking already.
I came so many times and so hard hubby was starting to worry. Hubby ended up very happy though....David was fucking me so hard and I was so wet that the condom had come off while he was pounding me.
Neither of us realized it and he came deep and hard in me ;) After he was done the cum drip out all the way home. It felt sooo good. My pussy was tingling everytime a glob of cum would drip down and soak my panties.
When we got home hubby was so hard knowing he was getting sloppy seconds. When hubby was finished I litteraly rolled over and fell asleep. Between those 2 I think cum was dripping out of me for 2 days.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
I took my husband vibrator shopping!!!!
In hindsight, I never should have said, "Don't worry, we'll just pop in and out. It's not like anyone will want to talk to us or anything."
Foolishly, having learned absolutely nothing in our time together my husband, believed me. For richer or poorer, in sickness or health, with leather studded cock ring or without, we were bound together. Forever. I grabbed his hand and dragged him inside the sex toy shop.
For my birthday, I needed a new vibrator to replace Big Pink, my trustworthy sidekick since 2003, and since we were out without the kids for the first time in months, tonight seemed like the time.
My husband, is the yin to my yang, fiercely private where I am willing to tell complete strangers about my choice of sex toys, and reserved where I am likely to streak naked through the streets singing Spice Girls songs at the top of my lungs. Not that I *ahem* would know anything about that *ahem.*
We walked into a sea of naughty nurses costumes, snickering like teenagers-because we are very mature-at the crotchless undies and pink faux fur-lined handcuffs. The last time we'd been in a sex toy shop it was in a very gay section of the city, so most of the toys were geared towards men.
Heading back to the (very limited) selection of sex toys, we were accosted by a smoking hot blond chick, who asked us very cheerfully if we needed any help.
I think this was the first time that My husband blushed heavily, as I replied that I knew what we were looking for and steered him along with me, lest he get tangled in a sea of realistically shaped penis lollipops, never to emerge again. Thankfully, I knew precisely what I wanted and grabbed it.
Clinging to me for dear life, My husband followed behind me, like a particularly adorable mole. Knowing that we did have to get back home, I turned from the wall of dildos, ready to make my (our) way back to the front so that I could purchase my simple, plain, boring toy. As I turned around, I noticed that the hot blond cashier had followed us over to the wall-o-toys and was now standing next to my husband. Spying the simple, boring toy in my hand, she quickly launched into her spiel.
"Is that what you're buying?!" She thundered in a voice that was probably heard 2 or 3 counties away.
"Yep," I replied. "I finally broke my last vibrator."
"Oh yeah?" She asked. "How long did you have it?"
My husband, still standing behind me began to radiate palpable waves of discomfort as he realized that oh yes, his worst nightmare had come true.
I screwed up my face and thought for a second, "Hm. What.7 years now?"
She took a step backwards, obviously in shock. "No WAY! Those things are supposed to last like A YEAR maximum!"
"Heh," I responded, less lecherously than it sounds. "And trust me. IT GOT WELL USED."
I took this moment to look at my poor husband, who had turned the exact same of burgundy as the carpet below our feet. He stayed rooted into place there, probably more out of shock than anything else, dying a little bit inside.
"Well," she kept on, oblivious to my husband's plight. "You should try THESE toys" as she gestured to a line of specialty items whose price tags ran into the triple digits. "They're GREEN because they're rechargeable." A consummate cheap-ass, I wasn't about to exchange my $10 no-frills-attached toy for something ten times that. I would have told her as much had she stopped yammering for a second.
"First, you have this one for clitoral stimulation, and this one is designed for your g-spot," she continued as My husband considered ways to kill himself from where he was standing. Maybe asphyxiation by a rogue thong?
"THEN," she turned to my husband, who had been largely ignored by her ruthless hotness and up-selling, "you have THIS as a rechargeable cock ring." She grabbed the device and began manipulating it, stretching around in a circle, as she flicked the on button.
My husband quickly buried his head in the rack of soft core pornography to his left, pretending to be entranced by a copy of Hollywood Sex Fantasies. Leaving it to me to break the news to my sexy friend that no, no cock ring, not this time, sorry.
As we checked out, she simply kept blathering away, telling us happily about a HUGE SALE the following weekend. She even handed My husband, who had removed himself from the movies and was standing unhappily next to me, shifting from one foot to the next, a pamphlet advertising "HALF OFF LINGERIE!!!"
He shoved it into his pocket furtively as I signed my name to the charge slip, and I bid my new friend farewell, promising to return to purchase some warming oil-or maybe some whimsical penis ice cubes!-some other year.
On our way out, my hand crushed by my husband’s white-knuckled grasp, I apologized to him. He whispered to me, more forcibly than the time that I tried to invest our life savings into Twinkies, "You SO owe me." He paused briefly.
"For my birthday? I want a Porsche."
Foolishly, having learned absolutely nothing in our time together my husband, believed me. For richer or poorer, in sickness or health, with leather studded cock ring or without, we were bound together. Forever. I grabbed his hand and dragged him inside the sex toy shop.
For my birthday, I needed a new vibrator to replace Big Pink, my trustworthy sidekick since 2003, and since we were out without the kids for the first time in months, tonight seemed like the time.
My husband, is the yin to my yang, fiercely private where I am willing to tell complete strangers about my choice of sex toys, and reserved where I am likely to streak naked through the streets singing Spice Girls songs at the top of my lungs. Not that I *ahem* would know anything about that *ahem.*
We walked into a sea of naughty nurses costumes, snickering like teenagers-because we are very mature-at the crotchless undies and pink faux fur-lined handcuffs. The last time we'd been in a sex toy shop it was in a very gay section of the city, so most of the toys were geared towards men.
Heading back to the (very limited) selection of sex toys, we were accosted by a smoking hot blond chick, who asked us very cheerfully if we needed any help.
I think this was the first time that My husband blushed heavily, as I replied that I knew what we were looking for and steered him along with me, lest he get tangled in a sea of realistically shaped penis lollipops, never to emerge again. Thankfully, I knew precisely what I wanted and grabbed it.
Clinging to me for dear life, My husband followed behind me, like a particularly adorable mole. Knowing that we did have to get back home, I turned from the wall of dildos, ready to make my (our) way back to the front so that I could purchase my simple, plain, boring toy. As I turned around, I noticed that the hot blond cashier had followed us over to the wall-o-toys and was now standing next to my husband. Spying the simple, boring toy in my hand, she quickly launched into her spiel.
"Is that what you're buying?!" She thundered in a voice that was probably heard 2 or 3 counties away.
"Yep," I replied. "I finally broke my last vibrator."
"Oh yeah?" She asked. "How long did you have it?"
My husband, still standing behind me began to radiate palpable waves of discomfort as he realized that oh yes, his worst nightmare had come true.
I screwed up my face and thought for a second, "Hm. What.7 years now?"
She took a step backwards, obviously in shock. "No WAY! Those things are supposed to last like A YEAR maximum!"
"Heh," I responded, less lecherously than it sounds. "And trust me. IT GOT WELL USED."
I took this moment to look at my poor husband, who had turned the exact same of burgundy as the carpet below our feet. He stayed rooted into place there, probably more out of shock than anything else, dying a little bit inside.
"Well," she kept on, oblivious to my husband's plight. "You should try THESE toys" as she gestured to a line of specialty items whose price tags ran into the triple digits. "They're GREEN because they're rechargeable." A consummate cheap-ass, I wasn't about to exchange my $10 no-frills-attached toy for something ten times that. I would have told her as much had she stopped yammering for a second.
"First, you have this one for clitoral stimulation, and this one is designed for your g-spot," she continued as My husband considered ways to kill himself from where he was standing. Maybe asphyxiation by a rogue thong?
"THEN," she turned to my husband, who had been largely ignored by her ruthless hotness and up-selling, "you have THIS as a rechargeable cock ring." She grabbed the device and began manipulating it, stretching around in a circle, as she flicked the on button.
My husband quickly buried his head in the rack of soft core pornography to his left, pretending to be entranced by a copy of Hollywood Sex Fantasies. Leaving it to me to break the news to my sexy friend that no, no cock ring, not this time, sorry.
As we checked out, she simply kept blathering away, telling us happily about a HUGE SALE the following weekend. She even handed My husband, who had removed himself from the movies and was standing unhappily next to me, shifting from one foot to the next, a pamphlet advertising "HALF OFF LINGERIE!!!"
He shoved it into his pocket furtively as I signed my name to the charge slip, and I bid my new friend farewell, promising to return to purchase some warming oil-or maybe some whimsical penis ice cubes!-some other year.
On our way out, my hand crushed by my husband’s white-knuckled grasp, I apologized to him. He whispered to me, more forcibly than the time that I tried to invest our life savings into Twinkies, "You SO owe me." He paused briefly.
"For my birthday? I want a Porsche."
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Tuesday
Watching the Michael Jackson funeral very sad. Stuffed from lunch went to Genghis Grill for lunch with my two best buddies. Working out later that's all I have today!
Monday, July 6, 2009
July 6th
Well, it was a wild and interesting weekend to say the least. It started off with some friends of mine all meeting up at a bar out of town. One thing led to another, and we became the life of the party. What started out as 6 couples sitting around talking quickly became 20 plus. It was a blast. The girls are so pretty there. Then, of course, we had to move locations. Love the drag queens. More followers partying with us on the patio between shows with everyone drinking and having a great time.
Saturday was nothing less exciting. We have some land that we call the Farm. All of our friends met up for some drinks and sat around and sang. I love our friends...we have so much fun.
Sunday I drove to see my mommy. I miss her so much sometimes. Had lunch with Mom and home again.
Back to work today. Wanna just leave and go home and have a quicky. I'm not digging the first day back from vacation. But life is good; at least I have a job.
Peace out...check back in tomorrow!
Saturday was nothing less exciting. We have some land that we call the Farm. All of our friends met up for some drinks and sat around and sang. I love our friends...we have so much fun.
Sunday I drove to see my mommy. I miss her so much sometimes. Had lunch with Mom and home again.
Back to work today. Wanna just leave and go home and have a quicky. I'm not digging the first day back from vacation. But life is good; at least I have a job.
Peace out...check back in tomorrow!
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