Make New Friends,but Keep the Old

One is the silver and the other gold.
CJ is golden and shines for me, always.









Last night I was chatting online with the male half of the new couple we are getting to know. It started out harmlessly, going over some emails we had exchanged. It quickly got hot.
Then I decided to run with an idea that CJ and I talked about, really half in jest. I offered our new friend a blowjob via the phone. He had never had phone sex, but was willing to give it a try. Now here’s the kicker: I wanted CJ to listen and watch while I did it.
I’ve been doing it for years, but I’ve never had an audience!
Before I started I told CJ that I feel like I become a different person and not to laugh. He doesn’t laugh *at* me, it’s just that he has a chuckle sometimes when I’m really wrapped up in sex and enjoying myself. It’s like he’s celebrating with me.

I lay on the bed, face down; CJ turned on the ceiling fan, it was a warm night last night, and the phone rang. We exchanged pleasantries. I gave him a quick tutorial on phone sex, ensuring him to just go with it and be free.
I’m not going to try and write the script verbatim here. I know, I know, you want it, but for me that wasn’t the really hot, sexy part. I started out playing, licking and nibbling his cock then moved onto devouring, eating, and sucking it, along with his balls. He progressed from his semi-hard state to a good stiff cock at attention because I was telling him to picture what I was doing to it.

As I spoke I hugged my pillow, kept my eyes only half open and ground my pussy into the bed. The thought of CJ next tome me completely faded from my mind. To me I was in the black lace bra and panties I had described to my partner, on my knees, in front of a stranger’s crotch.
Without any notice while I was moaning and sucking over the phone, CJ was off the bed and pulling my pajama bottoms off me. I instinctively presented my pussy to him and he fingered me as I continued on the guided fantasy. I didn’t tell my phone partner what was going on. I didn’t want him to think I was sharing my affections, that was for a later time, when we choose to all be together.

When I told him how much I wanted to taste his cum, he breathlessly commanded me to ride his hard cock. I described to him that I was lowering my wet cunt onto his him and almost as soon as the words escaped my mouth, I felt, in reality, hard, hot cock split my pussy lips and enter me. I had to keep from totally screaming out, but fuck it was great. I was listening to one man on the other end of the line getting off on my words while CJ was getting it for real.
Finally my new friend wanted to finish off in my ass. He told me to wet my asshole, and I felt CJ do it as I described it to him. CJ was taking his cues from my narrative. So, for example, when I said:
“That’s it, fuck my rosebud asshole”, he did just that and I could feel heat slamming into my ass. I was getting so hot and bothered I had to eventually tell CJ to stop. Believe me, that is a rare occasion.
My phone pal was close to the edge and pulled out of my ass and came on my cheeks, then ate his cum off them.

It was all very hot. We spoke for a while afterwards. I wanted to get back to the warm, real man next to me.
I was so close to cumming that CJ just pulled out my rabbit and finished me with it while sucking and biting my nipples.

Everything was all such a totally new, exciting, sexy experience.
Next, I’d like to have phone sex with the female half, if she’s up for it.
Those dirty little wheels in my mind are constantly turning, particularly since they’ve been well lubed again.

What A Blast - Part Two

This won’t make any sense unless you read What A Blast first.

The follow descriptions may not be in exact order. Things got very intense. I want to tell all the basics and especially how I felt during it. Things did not seem linear, it was a vortex, a whirlwind.
Also note, the pics used were from the actual "date". Below is the audio.



“Take off your blouse”

Even though in reality that was my current lover who said this to me, I felt as though I was hearing for the first time from him, this was a stranger, someone I had only known for a couple of hours.

My mouth dropped open, I was aghast. CJ just smiled, then repeated, more firmly and louder “Take off your blouse!”
I gave in and did as he said. What a strange mixture of feelings: embarrassment and excitement.
I turned sideways and coyly covered myself as best I could. He smiled again at then just as firmly, “Take off your bra”.
I reached around to my back and unhooked my black lace bra. I let it fall and showed my tits to the perfect stranger on the couch next to me. The air was cold and the man next to me was sexy, my nipples hardened quickly. Rather than cover them, I stayed sitting look at CJ, proud.

Then things got, for lack of a better word, wild.
He pulled me towards him tugging and caressing my nipples, my pussy ached.
He whispered in my ear as he caressed my tits, saying to pull his cock out of his pants. I leaned my head on his chest and undid his belt and zipper. His hardening cock was very visible under his shorts. It was very inviting.
I pulled his cock out and it jumped at me, almost at full attention.
Next I was told to remove more clothing, this time it was my shoes and pants. I did so, this time eagerly. I wanted to show off to this man that choose to have sex with me this night my lingerie fetish. What was reveled to him was maroon lace boy shorts, a thin black lace garter belt that was holding up a pair of black, lace-topped stockings.
He was obviously impressed.
My next command was to “suck it”
I quickly went down on CJ. He had shaved completely for me, his dick and balls smooth as a baby’s behind making it even more suck-able. I sucked his cockhead into my mouth and massaged his balls. He moaned in ways I hadn’t heard for a while, I love it when he moans and it turned me on more. I kept at it, losing myself in the taste and smell of his delicious, and seemingly fresh cock.
He stiffened a bit more in my mouth, but after only a couple of minutes he pulled me up to my feet, stepped out off his pants, put his hands on my shoulders, and pushed me backwards in to the bedroom. A bedroom I felt I had never seen before. Then he pushed me onto the bed, my legs were half hanging off.
He was standing in front of me at the foot of the bed, looking just lustful, his cock was rock hard. I could only describe his cock as being unstoppable, it pointed straight out from his body towards me and I knew what it wanted, and I wanted to give it to him.

CJ didn’t even bother to take my panties off; he forcefully pulled my panties to the side, exposing my hot, wet slit. He positioned me just right, and thrust his hot shaft inside me. My god, I had never felt so filled up, so quickly. Basic instinct seemed to clench my pussy walls around him, trying to pull him deeper inside me. I screamed, I moaned, primal grunts escaped me with each heavy, hot, hard thrust of his cock.
Then it was as though I felt guilty and whispered, “I don’t usually do this”

His moans and grunts were just as primal, seemingly new. He told me how much he liked my pretty pussy, that I reminded him of the ‘last, best pussy he ever had’.
I fucked him harder and soon I was shaking, cumming over his cock. This didn’t make him slow his pace, he kept at me, pounding my cunt into oblivion.
I whispered, “I don’t usually do this, I’m not usually like this”.
He pulled out of me and sternly said to me,
“Is that why you’re wearing “fuck me” panties and stockings?”
He reached up and pulled my panties, garter belt, and stockings off in one swift motion.

Next he sent me into heaven, he spread my legs wider and dove into my pussy, loving it with his tongue and lips. I wasn’t as daring with my usual bedroom filthy talk. This was after all a stranger and I didn’t know how he would take it. Once he started eating my freshly fucked snatch I moaned out, “Eat me, ohhh eat me”.
And that’s what he did, over and over, not only lapping at my juicy hole and hot slit, but nibbling on my clit like never before. It was fantastic, again like a new man devouring me and I came on his face.
He must have dived down on me three separate times.
Once he stopped he barked another stern command, “Get on your hands and knees”.
He started fingering me from behind, inserting one finger then another, and jamming then in and out of me until I was begging for him to stop, “Stop, I can’t stand it any more”
I collapsed on my stomach as he slowed down.
But I wanted more cock, and he wanted to give it to me.
His cock was a fucking diamond cutter.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me”, was all I can say.
And let me tell you my dear readers, he did just that. He entered me from behind, my favorite position, and made me his bitch.
His cock was so hot I could feel the heat inside me. It made me grind and rock against him each time he went deeper inside me.
He exclaimed of his love for “mature pussy, pussy that knew how to fuck”
I guess I was that pussy. As he fucked me and his balls slapped against me it felt almost as though he was trying to climb inside me.
The sting of pleasure was my next feeling, as he pumped in and out of me he started smacking my ass, hard, first one cheek, then the other.
I yelled out, enjoying each searing smack, knowing I was being a whore for sleeping with a man I had just met.
My final explosion came as my body quivered and all my energy seemed to focus between my thighs.
He pulled out of me, and lay down on his back as I licked and sucked my tart and tangy juices off his dick.
Once we were spent we held on to each other and went through some polite pillow talk, but things were almost getting too weird, plus I wanted, no needed to express myself so I whispered to CJ “Please just say ‘end scene’”.
It took him a minute, but he slapped his hands together and said,
“Annndd, end scene”
And I said “Wow I had a blast !”
It was like a hypnotist snapping his fingers and I was wide awake again. I was refreshed, felt like myself, and I was rejuvenated.
It was about midnight by now. I told CJ I couldn’t go to sleep yet, so we went out to the Living Room, our Living Room again, and we spoke for another hour and half.
Our discussion was full of insights and new plans involving our sex life, but I think that may be another post.
I think today (Monday), is the first day we haven’t talked about how great Friday night was.

Let CJ know if you’d like to get his side of the story and his feelings.

Sex Bed Sunday #5

Usually Sex Bed Sunday includes a picture of a well used bed, today it includes a picture of a well used Debbie too.It’s a gray snowy day here on the Chesapeake Bay and we were both feeling kind of ‘blah’.
I took a shower and when I came out CJ met me on the bed. He had the great suggestion to fool around. I wasn’t quite sure he was serious at first, so we talked a little and kissed a little to start.
It was nice just being in bed, dressed in our PJ’s on an early Sunday afternoon.
We were enjoying each other by just being in one another’s arms. CJ began to suck and bite my neck as I nibbled his ears. There was no hurry, and I was really enjoying the sensations that were moving through my body.
My hands moved down the elastic of CJ’s pajamas and I kneaded his ass cheeks as he started to tug and squeeze my nipples. I urged him to keep going, telling him that he was my ‘exquisite torture’. And that he was, the way he held me close as he kissed me. His torture continued and the strong grasps and yanks on my nipples that were quickly closing the barrier between pleasure and pain.
My pussy dampened and my moans were getting louder and closer together.
I was starting to get that feeling of totally succumbing to CJ. His warm hands moved down between my thighs, spreading my legs. His fingers tickled between my pussy lips. He knows right where to tickle my clit and when he hit that spot my ‘Ohhh yes’ escapes. First one finger slipped inside my wet hole, then a second. He slowly explores my pussy with his fingers and fucks me with them. He leisurely finger fucks me and I twist my pussy around his hand as best I can.

Eventually I had to tear myself out of the clothes I was wearing, CJ got up and closed the blinds on the patio door, took off his pajamas, and joined me back on the bed.
I pulled my newest toy from my toy drawer, a pocket rocket and said to CJ,
“Watch me, this is what I do to myself when you’re not here.”
With that I turned on the tiny vibrator and moved it to all the right places around my swollen clit. He scrutinized my actions as he stroked his cock. I soon had to stop my play because I didn’t want to get over stimulated. I wanted everything to last.
By now CJ’s cock was hardening so I moved to kiss him again while my hand moved to stroke his cock for him. I tugged at his cockhead. When I stopped for a moment he push my head down to his crotch. He immediately started talking to me like a slut. It was so nasty, I fucking loved it.
“Come on Deb, suck that cock”, it was as though I couldn’t wrap my mouth around it fast enough.
“You’re a cocksucking whore, you slut suck it”
I took him quickly into my mouth, sucking hard on his cockhead first, but he was pushing his stiff meat down my throat and soon it was hitting the back of my throat. As I slobbered more on that cock the easier it slide up and down my mouth. CJ just leaned back and enjoyed the ride, I do enjoy hearing his sounds of pleasure, and it turns me on. I pulled up and stop sucking for a minute and that’s when CJ gave me an option.
“Well, where do you want it in your mouth, or your pussy Deb?”
I didn’t answer quickly; I licked a bit more on his hardness.
“Which is it? Hurry up Deb”
“My pussy, I want your cock inside me”.
He grabbed the base of his dick; it was standing at perfect attention for me now and said,
“Then climb aboard it”
I moved over on top of him and, as if his cock was hard metal and my wet pussy was a magnet, we entered each other perfectly, making that complete connection.
It wonderful.
I enjoyed him inside him for a moment before I begin moving him in and out of me. I made sure he touched me all over; I moved my hips from side to side, back and forth, then in and out of me. I change up my speed, slow at first, then faster, then another slow down. CJ stayed with me the whole time, I finally reached a point where I had to keep the fast pace up.
“I want to cum all over you babe”, I say with a quiet determination.
He smiled at me, as he often does when we make love and just let me go. I fucked him fast, moving back and forth, sliding easily over the cock that has been well oiled by my dripping pussy. I watched him as I fucked him faster; my rock hard nipples were brushing against his chest. He grabbed my tits, pushed them together and massaged them; knowing I was close to peaking and that would help me over the edge.

“Oh fuck, fuck,” I moaned out as I came, still bouncing on his cock.
I slowed down, having to catch my breath. In between my heaves I lavished CJ with my declarations of love.
I rolled onto my back and CJ was quickly on top of me, spreading my legs, wanting more of my pussy, wanting his release now.
He entered and I hugged his dick and he thrust it deeper inside me. I put my legs up on his back and dug my heels into his back as he fucked me, his moans of pleasure growing until he exploded in me.
“Oh, nice pussy”, he grunted, enjoying his climax.
He kept stirring my pussy and I could feel his balls on my ass. I love the feeling of his smooth balls on me.

As he stayed inside me I looked up at him. The true feelings of love pouring out of me, his look stabbing me right through the heart.
“I have loved you forever”, I said as my eyes welled with tears.
That doesn’t happen very often, but it does happen at times when I make love to CJ. The beauty, the love, the perfection all shine through, the blinding light makes me cry.
In his arms I am loved and safe.
I felt drunk for a little while afterwards. I couldn’t even write this story until hours later.

Learn more about Sex Bed Sunday here:

Wanted for Hire

It seemed like just yesterday that I applied for one of the strangest jobs in the classified ads. It was listed as follows:

Sex Maid
High pay and high pleasure
Must have high a high sex drive
Call for an interview

I nervously called the number and introduced myself. The kind, calm voice on the other end introduced himself as Michael and started to explain the job.

He explained that he was looking for someone to satisfy his sexual needs, but he wasn’t satisfied until the woman was satisfied.
Michael also explained that he had friends that liked to get together for what he called ‘Fantasy Parties’ where we would live out different sexual fantasies. He was very clear that the person in this job must participate fully in these parties.

It was all so surreal that I just keep listening, trying to take it all in. Of course to me, this sounded like the perfect job. Even if it was basically a glorified whore, I thought to myself I could give it a try.
I said, “I understand”, and kept listening.
Michael went on.
He explained calmly that he needed someone that has a high sex drive, wants sex frequently, can become aroused easily and has powerful orgasms.
“I’m willing to pay $2,000 per week plus room, board and a clothing allowance.”, he said as the finale.
I told him I was interested and would like to come in for interview. We
scheduled a time the next morning.

I could barely sleep that night before. Thankfully, I finally fell asleep. I knew I would need all my energy for the upcoming interview. I still was up early, wanting to have plenty of time to ‘prepare myself’. I took a nice long hot shower. Once completely dried off I took my electric razors to the bedroom and shaved my pussy bare, leaving only a landing strip. I painted both my fingernails, and toenails. I chose a light scent out of my perfume cabinet and sprayed it lightly over my naked body. I went to my vanity mirror and chose my makeup for the day, nothing too heavy, just enough to accent my eyes. Lastly I went to my closet and picked out a casual wrap around dress with a pair of matching heels.
I felt pulled together, had a cup of coffee, grabbed my MapQuest directions, and flew out the door, no longer able to contain my enthusiasm.

Michael’s place was only about 15 minutes from mine, so I was at his front door not only on time, but with five minutes to spare. Michael seemed to answer the door the moment I rapped on it. He showed me in and we sat down in the living room.
I started speaking first: “I’m definitely interested and I assure you that I’m always ready to have sex.”
Michael smiled and told me to go on.
I figured that I was just going to have to prove myself one way or the other so I asked him what I could do to convince him that I was the person for the job. His reply was short and simple, “Show me your body and what you can do”.
He leaned back and waited.

I turned on some music and told him that I would dance for him. I started an erotic dance that would have been a hit at any strip bar in the county.
I took my clothes off as I swayed to the music. I rubbed each piece of my clothing in his face before dropping it to the floor. Since I was dressed casually that day, it wasn’t long before I was naked. I moved very close to Michael and jiggled my tits in front of his face, causing him to become a participant in my interview. He licked and my nipples as they passed his mouth, and deftly grabbed my breasts, massaging them immediately. He was learning about me already, he could tell how aroused I was getting.
I moaned and said “Michael, my nipples and breasts are very sensitive!”

I reached down, unzipped his pants and unleashed his rock hard cock. While I still moved my body, I started to stroke, lick and suck him. I became a wild woman, I wanted to give Michael the best blowjob that he had ever had. I didn’t take the time for a Debbie Deluxe, that would be for some other time if I got the job; this was a plain old suck off. Soon he couldn’t hold back any longer, he unloaded in my mouth like a fucking shotgun. I eagerly swallowed every drop. Then I slowly licked him clean, and resumed my dance.

But, Michael had a different plan. He asked me to come close to the chair so he could feel my body. I obeyed, figuring I better get used to the idea of him being in charge. He put his hand between my legs and found a very wet cunt. He easily inserted two fingers to begin his first exploration of my pussy. Then he put pussy-dampened fingers in his mouth and tasted my juices.
He told me that I tasted great and that I had a unique, sexy taste and smell of an aroused woman. I couldn’t deny that.

He continued to insert and move his fingers in my pussy, while working on my tits with his free hand and his loving tongue. So my plan to dance changed slightly, now I was dancing on his fingers and I was getting very hot. He found my g-spot and soon I was ready to cum. I closed my eyes and my dancing changed to jerky, shaking movements as I was overwhelmed by a powerful orgasm. I screamed as the waves of pleasure spread throughout my body.

I took a deep breath and removed my clamped pussy from his fingers. I flopped on the couch besides him; warm, wet, and spent.

I turned to look at me and said in no uncertain terms, “Debbie, after that performance, how could I not hire you, you have the job!”

I was so happy that I said such I cliché line without thinking, “Great, so when do I start?”. He smiled and said, “I think you already have”, then laughed.

I got dressed and the next hour or so was all business, plans being made for me moving into the guest cottage, we ironed out some terms, then I went home to prepare for one of the greatest jobs I could ever have.

Next, another day at work.

The Hot e-mail, Your Turn

Read the first email here
After I sent that e-mail off, I was dripping and my pussy ached with that need to be filled. I pulled out my slim vibrator and re-read my e-mail as I fucked my toy. Needless to say, I came hard and fast.

Now a different ache began – the wait to hear your reply. I was back at my usual place in front of my computer the next evening, but the glow came from my monitor, nothing titillating from you in my mailbox. I went to bed that evening dry and uninspired
I went through my evening routine again the next evening. After loading and cleaning up the never-ending pile of spam, I finally saw it: your reply. My pussy clenched automatically. I double-clicked and ‘poof’ there you were in all your glory. First, you let me know how much you had enjoyed my latest email. You know how I like to hear about your handsome cock getting hard. This time you also included the confession of how you teased and played with yourself until you exploded…thinking of fucking my tits.

I smile as I slowly scroll down your email. My second finger lightly uses the scroll button on my mouse, thinking of it being your earlobe, or asshole, or even your cockhead.
Then you start your story full fledged….

So Dirty Debbie you want to know what I would do to your pussy that first time together.
Yes, I now lie next to you, satisfied, but wanting more of you. I smile mischievously at you, cup one of those luscious breasts I just fucked and suckle your erect nipple. Since I now understand how much you enjoy tittie play. I spend plenty of time at your tit. My hand gently massages and squeezes your 40 D’s as I bite your hard nipple. Your moans move me on now. I lick at your tits, still tasting some of myself on them as I begin to explore with my free hand, I am searching for your warm steaming playground. Your thighs spread as I come closer and you begin to whimper. Finally, I reach my destination and my fingers begin their exploration by gently pushing on your swollen cunt lips. I easily spread them to play with the flower that is your inner lips, you are moist and inviting. Your moans are sweet. Your pussy is a dew-drenched orchid I must experience with all my senses:
Feel your heat and softness; smell your magical scent; see the beauty of that flower, that for now is only mine; heat your moans as I enjoy it; and finally to taste it’s dew and nectar.
I kiss your neck and begin my journey to your flower. Moving slowing I lick and kiss you down between the valley of your tits, slowly moving towards your navel. You giggle as I lick and kiss your stomach. All the while my fingers massage and explore the flower my tongue is about to enjoy. My thumb gently circles your clit as I finger your hot slit, almost slipping inside your now dripping puss.
You put your hands on my head and try to push me to my destination, but I still take my time. I will take my time and will enjoy my feast, as will you Debbie.
I can only tease you for so long. Your pussy is calling to me in so many ways that I must answer her call. I stick my tongue out and run it flatly down between your swollen, puffy, bare pussy lips. I push a little harder with my tongue on the way back, parting those petals so I can go deeper into your hot slot, deeper into your sex flower. You moans wrap around me as you spread your legs wide for me. You squirm more as I nibble on your lips and allow my tongue to flick lightly over them. As I bury my face deeper into your love mound I feel your heels dig into the back of my neck. All I can think is that your long legs are the vines that sprout from your wonderful flower. With you know rocking against my face and holding me to you, I can only now delight in the banquet that is your cunt.
My tongue and lips begin now on your swollen hard clit. First I lick around your tiny rosebud, you twitch and sigh. Soon I must have more and suck you between my lips, sucking and flicking your click. This begins to drive you over the edge.
You moan out and talk to me like the whore I have turned you into. You tell me to eat up your cunt. Debbie, you will never have to tell me to do that more than once. I slurp at your flower, my tongue now exploring you even more, diving into your tight hot hole. Your nectar now is mixed with my salvia and you are soaking my face as I fuck you with it.

I love to make you like this Debbie; I have you just where I want. You taste and smell of you along with your moans and begging has turned me on. My cock is rock hard and dripping, but right now all I want to do is make you cum. I want to drink in your sweet juices. I am ready to take you over the edge Debbie, are you ready for me?
Cum for me Deb…
My finale is that I plunge my thumb into your asshole as my tongue dives into your velvet hotness.
You buck up against my face as your legs wrap harder around my head. I don’t know why you feel the need to tell me, but you scream out to me that you are cumming. I am buried in that orgasm and baby I know it. I soon am drinking your pussy juices from waves of orgasm. Your moans soften to sighs and your vines unwrap themselves from me and fall to the bed. Your are still a luscious flower, but now, perhaps a bit wilted. I get up to be beside you again. You turn to me and smile and I kiss you deeply so you too can taste your nectar.

Debbie, we have now both had a feast, but I consider it just an appetizer. After experiencing you as I just did and making you cum, I must now be with you by being inside you. My cock is raging for you and my balls ache for you.
Debbie I must fuck you, but I want to do you so right.
God I’m so damn hot now. Reply Debbie, reply and tell me how to fuck you.