Had my date with Carly. Super hot, super brunette, super slim and trim…my kind of chick, to say the least. She is, without a doubt, 100 percent full-on gay and looking for another 100 percent full-on gay…which isn’t me. She doesn’t know that yet, but I’ll tell her. Dick is not something I can give up or even pass up for pussy. Yes, she’s an amazingly beautiful woman with a rocking body but still…she will never have a cock that will pump cum in my guts, and I can’t live without that. We had a great time just hanging out at the Ocean Deck. She lost her shyness, leaned into me told me how much my body turned her on. That’s all my pussy needed to hear to start drooling and making wet spots in my shorts. To make things even hotter, we did a little lesbian dirty dancing for all to see. We even made out on the floor while people stared with jaws dropped like they had never seen two chicks about to eat each out.
We ended up at her place. Which led to us fingering each other's clits, licking each other tits, clits, and pussies. She has a perfect pussy with a perfect little clit that is just right for licking and sucking. Which I did, and after a few minutes, she popped a wet orgasm all over my face. She isn’t a squirter, but she sure does leak girl jizz like the faucet was left on. Her orgasm wiped her out, and I was somewhat left hanging, but I understood. I have been fucked stupid myself, and I know it takes a few to get your head back. I got her head back…as in right between my legs, and she worked my clit like a true pro. It took her about 5 minutes to get me to cum. I’m unsure if it was the best she could do or if she was just wiped out, but her enthusiasm dried up after she came. I mean, I came, but it wasn’t all that. I’ll chalk it up to a first-time feel-each-other-out kind of thing.
We chatted after that for a while. She has all kinds of plans and ideas of things she wants to do…I’m not sure I’m the one to be doing them with. I haven’t decided yet. What I did know was I didn’t get the orgasm I needed and hoping for. So I said my goodbyes and took my still-horny pussy with me straight to Brandon's Bar in hopes he would be working…and he was! Lucky me. I even told him what my evening had been like so far. He said not to worry, he would take care of me, but he wanted to take a picture when we were fucking. I agreed, why wouldn’t I? I have a zillion pictures out there of me fucking, what's one more? We went into his dad's office, and he told me to strip naked and spread my legs and pussy for him. I did and he took a few pics. Later after we fucked he texted them to Scott, saying, “Your wife is here begging me to fuck her again. I said I would, but only if she let me cum in her asshole. She agreed.” But like I said, I didn’t know he texted that until I got home, and Scott angrily showed me the texts. Neither here nor there because the truth was, I was begging Brandon to fuck me, and thankfully he did. I was in a state of orgasm withdrawals and needed a fix. He pumped me full of cum and fucked me into a massive orgasm. His cock turned my brain off for a few minutes. It was that good. Before I left, Brandon asked me what I told Scott about all the cum in my holes. I said I didn’t tell him anything. I make him eat it out of me. You should have seen Brandon’s face when I said that. Scott will take some severe shit on Monday from his friends and co-workers, and sadly for Scott…that turns me on more than it should!
Hope you're all having a great weekend. I did have my date with Carly last night. I will post all about either this evening or first thing in the morning. I'm working on my house today so I won't be on here much but here's a couple of pics for you. Hope you use them wisely 🍆💦😜 Catch up with you all later 💋
This is my idea of a fine lesbian outfit for a first date. Hopefully, she approves. It's been a while since I have had a real, not for video, not for content, gay relationship. I have to say, she is leading the pack as far as hotness goes with all the previous women I have had "relations" with. Finally,...a super hot brunette, no boyfriend/husband wanting to watch, just me and her. I will let you know how it goes. In case you were wondering, her name is Carly. I probably told you this before.
This is how you properly fuck the Mom next door. Take notes, and let me know when you are ready for "hands-on" practice.
Oooh, things are heating up with Jake. He doesn’t want me to see Brett or Brandon anymore, and he doesn’t want me to fuck my husband or even let him see me without clothes on. I like the fire in his demands. He’s turning into a real “Bull.” I haven’t told him about my new friend, who happens to be a woman. Wonder what he will think about that. Will I stop seeing Brett and Brandon? Maybe for a little while, but I don’t know if I want to give up the experience of their dicks inside of me. Scott, my husband? I told him what Jake wanted me to do, and he laughed. That made me a little angry. Jake is serious. Jake has more pull than Scott does when it comes to who owns my pussy. In fact…Jake flat-out owns it, and he’s just now figuring that out. I am going to have to break it to Jake that he will have to shoot a video with me at least once a week, or Scott will be putting his cuck dick in my belly. I like the thought of belonging so intensely to Jake that I don’t want Scott to see me naked. It seems so…perfect to have that kind of relationship with them both. But it would be tough to make happen. I adore watching Scott jerk off while I humiliate him with my sexual details about happily opening my legs for other men. I’m not sure I could give up the sight of seeing my husband cum in his hand and then eat his own sperm while I rub my clit in anticipation. I don’t think Jake wants to do that for me. Scott doesn’t want to do that for me, but he knows he has to, as it's the only release he will get, and it’s that or absolutely nothing. If Jake were to do it, and I don’t want Jake to be submissive like that, then I would have no reason at all to let Scott experience me nude or in any other sexual way. I would have Jake for that. But I want Jake in control. I want him to tell me to suck his cock and eat his cum. I like doing as I’m told with Jake. Jake wants me all to himself, and I’d give that to him if he would shoot videos, but he won't. So Scott wins this round by default.
I spent some time with Jakes cock in my throat tonight. It just feels right to send the head of his dick deep into my throat. Just look at the size of my clit...it's huge, and that's just from nothing more than sucking Jakes's dick! I have this thing for Jake. I can’t describe it. What I know is I want to please him by pleasing his cock. The thing is, by pleasuring his dick, I’m pleasuring myself more than I am him. Is that odd? It could be, but I don’t really care. I’m too old to change what turns me on, and why would I want to? All I know is I love kneeling before him with his dick in my mouth without ever losing eye contact with him. I love the way he holds my face as I work on sucking his testicles empty of sperm. It just seems so…I don’t know…right. The urge to taste his cock and drink his sperm is just so strong and deep. I’m sure some of you can relate. I would guess you feel the same way about eating pussy and licking clit. It’s been a while, and I admit that I had to touch myself just a little bit, but when he poured his jizz into my throat, I had an orgasm. Nothing earth-shattering, but still, I love being able to cum just from making Jake cum. I have cum before and without touching myself, but that has always been with guys I had just met and tasted their cock for the first time. It’s good to still be able to cum like that with Jake after the dozens of times I have sucked his balls empty. I’m home now. I can still feel his sperm in my throat. I’m going to rub one out in just a few because I am so horny, and I know I’m going to cum so intensely it’s going to be amazing. I’ll tell you something I shouldn’t. I like sitting up and masturbating. Even if it’s just sitting on the can or the edge of a chair, for some reason, my orgasms are so much more intense, like they are originating in the back of my neck and radiating down when I sit like that. It’s more comfortable to lie down, but the orgasms from rubbing one out are not as strong. Not even close. For some reason, that all changes when there is someone else finger or dick involved…then it doesn’t matter. Funny how the body and mind work, but I’m not complaining!
Jake asked me if I saw anyone else besides my husband tonight. I admitted that I was. I told him about Brett and Brandon. He was not thrilled. I did my best to explain that they were cum toys. Just sex toys. They mean nothing more to me than my favorite vibrator does. They mean less. I can’t live without my vibrator, but I can sure survive without Brandon or Brett. I don’t want to…they have nice dicks. But Jake’s dick is better than the both of them put together. I told Jake I like Brandon because his father is my friend, and he is best friends with Scott. And I like his father knowing his son is pumping cum deep in my ass. The uncomfortable situations it causes for so many people makes my pussy wet. Plus, Brandon says and does things to Scott that are so direct and abrasive it makes me want to fuck him even more. Brett…well, think of him like this. Imagine an amazingly hot MILF who is ready to fuck. She’s a complete ditz and a pain in the ass, but she will jerk your dick off in her pussy like it’s nobody’s business. You stick your dick in her for the ride and the scenery. That’s all Brett is. A ride and someone pretty to look at. I told Jake he didn’t have to be faithful to me. I wish he had some “scenery” to fuck. I love to hear the details. But the man says he only wants me. That makes my heart flutter and my pussy drip. I didn’t commit to anything, but I’ll probably back off. At least for a little while. Jake said he would love to be more assertive with Scott, but he didn’t know how far was too far. I told him he has a long way to go before he hits to far!
I was just thinking how hot it would be to open my legs for the well hung family friend. Have no idea why that popped into my head and fired up my clit but it did 😛
Just popping in on this fine day. I'm your meteorologist for the day.😜 Too bad that the meteorologist didn't do our weather nude. I think everyone would watch it. Wouldn't you ? Hope you're having an awesome day 💋
The moral of the story…sexy outfits don’t just attract hard dicks…they catcht catch the eye of hot chicks with tasty clits!
A guy I have never met in my life who wants me to suck the sperm out of his dick doesn’t catch me off guard. I almost expect it. A hot chick who works in a flooring store flirting with me… makes me do a double take. Let’s just be honest. It does not happen that often…especially with a good good-looking chick. All this bullshit you see and hear from the hot porn chicks about being into women…is just that. Bullshit. What was that old saying we had? Gay for pay. Plus, doing lesbian porn is so much easier to do and not nearly as taxing on your body. Hence the reason there used to be so many girl on girl only porn chicks. Those days have sailed. Now it’s just the “cool/in” thing to do when making porn content/collaboration. And again, just being honest…very attractive and very real lesbians are not easy to find. So, when a beautiful, genuine lesbian hits on me…I have to step back and pinch myself and make sure I’m not dreaming about a porn I made, which I had to do today.
At first, I wasn’t sure, but as we looked at area rugs, she commented on my body and asked to feel my biceps…I knew something was up. I know my clit was starting to stand up at attention. I could see she was interested in me by the look in her eye. I apparently gave the same vibe back to her. She asked where I trained, and I told her I have my own little gym in my house, and she was welcome to try it out anytime. She said she would love that but felt I was just being polite and didn’t really mean it. I told her I really did, and that’s when she asked me to spend her lunch break with her. She was so nervous when she said asked I thought she might cry. I agreed and we went to the little park on Riverside Dr and just hung out and talked. Literally just talked. When I mentioned it must be time for her to get back to work she leaned over and kissed me. That caught me off balance. I kind of recoiled because I didn’t expect it. She apologized sincerely, and I had to grab her face and kiss her back to get her to just shut up about it. We did the whole exchange numbers thing on the way back by texting each other really quickly. When we returned to the store, I sensed she wanted to kiss, but I told her no, let’s get things started right. Why, you might ask? I don’t know. If it was a guy and I was hot for him…I would have sucked his dick and kissed it goodbye. Women though…I don’t know. It just feels better to get to know them first. I asked her to get a hold of me and let’s make plans to get together. She did about an hour after I left. I will cancel Jake and spend some time with her on Saturday and see how it goes. It’s been a while since I have had a serious gay relationship, so curious to see where this one goes. She is quite stunning, so that has me fired up as well. Keep your fingers crossed for me!
Thought I would rub one out for you before I head out shopping. Feel free to join in and send me a pic or video. Enjoy your Hump Day, hope this helps you out😜
I took Brett’s cum in my guts in his car today. He had a 15-minute break, and I only needed 5 minutes of it to empty his testicles of any and all cum straight up in my pussy and to get myself off on his dick with a damn fine orgasm. I was dressed for success with a short blue dress and, as always, no underwear. All I had to do was pull his cock out, climb on his lap, and slip it inside of me. He didn’t even have to move. I did all the heavy lifting for him by riding him like his dick was a rodeo horse. He made things even easier for me because his dick was hard before I even got my fingers around it. Talk about wham bam, thank you, Maam…and I’m all about the wham bam, in case you didn’t know. Brett said I used him like a piece of meat. I told him how observant…that’s precisely what he is to me…a nice hard piece of meat attached to a handsome dude. He was a bit upset that when I slipped his spent dick out of me, his own jizz ran out of me and on his lap, his car seat, and his work pants. In fact, one might say he overreacted. He truly was worried that he was going to get fired for having a cum stain on his pants. I said tell them you dripped mayonnaise on your crotch. He didn’t think that was funny. I found his overreaction a bit weird. Oh well, I don’t visit Brett for his personality, nor am I concerned with his career aspirations as a bartender. I just want his cum in my guts…on demand. I demanded, and he supplied. Cleanup is on him. If he had asked nicely, I would have licked his pants, his car seat and his dick clean with a smile on my face.
Sorry, I have been slow over the last few days. Lots of work got done on my floors and walls, and I let myself get a bit too much into it. I’ll get you guys something good tomorrow!
Is it bad that I think about another guy when I'm giving road head to my boyfriend? I don't think so; I think it's hot. I'm just saying! Anyway, here's a little video of me reminiscing about another road head experience I had in the past.. I hope you enjoy it!😜
I like sucking cock. Always have and always will. I love giving road-head. But…nothing is as special as sucking a man’s dick who isn’t my husband while he is driving. I picture myself as others see me. By all appearances to the unknown I am seen as the good wife, the good mom, the excellent grandmother. If only they could see me with another man other than my husband slipping his dick down my throat and feeding me sperm while I squeeze his balls to get every possible drop while we drive like the hungry cum junkie that I am. If I’m being honest, nothing lets me experience a man’s masculinity more than making love to a man's cock with my mouth until he pumps cum in my belly. But…a lot of you already know this. I have told you this several times before, so let’s move on.
I hung out with Jake yesterday. In fact all day and all night. Yes, we fucked. He pumped a load in my pussy, one in my ass, and my favorite load of the day was down my throat. After a good afternoon where we just had a great time with each other's company, followed by Jake fucking me into one of the longest, strongest orgasms of my life, he suggested we go to Sonic and get some ice cream. On the way and still reeling from the cum he gave me all I wanted to do was taste the head of his dick. I leaned over, pulled his shorts down sucked his soft dick into my mouth. It went from soft to hard in seconds which fueled my instinctual desire to suck dick a thousand times over. I went into dick-sucking overdrive. Something I don’t usually do. I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t get enough of it. I devoured the head of his dick, then inhaled both of his balls into my mouth. I worked the shaft, sucked it as deep in my mouth as possible, loving the feel of his spongy hard head moving around in my throat. Jake’s driving became erratic, but he soon pulled into the drive-thru to order. He wanted me to stop, but I was so past the point of sexual obsession with his dick that it wasn’t possible. We were next to order, and I had my tongue in his cum hole and was squeezing his balls when I felt his dick start to really stiffen up, so I backed off and let him calm down a bit. When he pulled up to order, I went back to work on his cock and started rubbing my clit at the same time. Jake loves to watch me masturbate…it really does fire him up. Jake tried to stumble through the order with his cock in my mouth. He had to repeat himself several times, which just gave me more time to work his dick. We pulled forward and had a few cars ahead of us, so I had time. I concentrated on working just the head of his dick, swirling my tongue around the ridge of it and working his balls with one hand and rubbing my clit with the other. I pictured myself how I looked, a married woman with another man's cock in her mouth in a drive-thru, desperate to eat his sperm and so turned on by it she had to finger herself shamelessly. I wish the world could have seen. I really do. When I felt Jake’s balls start to tighten and suck up inside of him, I grabbed the shaft of his dick and licked the underside of the head. He made a super loud grunt, and then I felt hot ropes of cum hit my chin, my nose, my tongue, pretty much everywhere. Jake had to pull up to the window, so he covered his dick with his t-shirt as best he could. I scooped most of Jake's sperm into my mouth. When we pulled up, I still had a thick hanging rope of jizz on my nose. I admit it. I left it there on purpose. I wanted the attendant to know I had just removed the cum from Jake's testicles. At first, he didn’t notice, but then when I saw him smile…that’s when I knew he saw me. He gave Jake his change and said, “Have a great evening, but I’m sure you already have.” If he only knew…if he only knew.
I did go with a cum runny pussy to see Brett...the very man that made my pussy runny with cum. There is something extra hot about going to see my bartending breeding buddy. It's exciting knowing I'm married, sitting at a bar, alone, flirting with the man behind it who left my insides slimy with sperm a few hours earlier. Even hotter was when, during his break, he sat beside me and ran his hands up my thigh and fingered my sloppy hole... the hole he pumped his balls empty in. To add to the excitement, Jake texted me while Brett's finger was sloshing around in my jizz slick pussy, wanting to know if we could get together. Not only am I stepping out on my husband...I'm stepping out on my boyfriend. Life is good, my friends! Brett got off early...I'm sure he had a good reason to push for that...like he wanted to stick his dick in my guts again, and I was all for that.
So, we went to his place, a nice apartment other than he has a roommate. That kind of sucks. No, I won't be fucking his roommate...he's not my type, so not even an option. He hardly looked up from his video game on his laptop and didn't respond when I introduced myself. Somewhat strange, but I wasn't there for him anyway. We went to Brett's room and hit the bed. He is big into kissing and I'm good with that. Kissing makes it feel like I'm definitely stepping out on my husband, and I like stepping out on my husband. He started telling me how he was in awe of my massive clit, and it's all he could think about. So I pulled my shorts down and told him to dive in. Dive in, he did. He sucked, licked, stroked, and as rare as it is, he made me cum all over his face. So, add another plus for Brett. He would have eaten me all night long, but my pussy needs dick, so I pulled him on the bed and ate his dick. No limp weenie this time. It was hard, long, and ready to cum. I loved the way he watched me jerk his dick off with my mouth. It's sexy when guys watch me taste their cock. I really did want him to cum in my mouth so that I could see how much cum he really could pump. The thing was, I needed to feel him breeding me as if he was pumping a baby in my guts. It's a primal thing. I have always loved the feeling of a man emptying himself in my belly. I climbed on top of him and slid his big long dick in my guts, bottoming myself out with about still an inch to go. I like that. A challenge. A minute later, I stretched whatever stretched in my gut, and I was pussy to pubes on his dick. I stuffed all of him inside of me, every last inch. About a minute later, he said he was going to cum, so I bottomed him out again so I could get his jizz as far up inside of me as humanly possible and rode the waves of his pumping cock, filling my guts with his nut. I didn't cum. I got close but just didn't get there. So I slipped off him and poured another massive load of cum all over his belly. I licked it up while fingering myself, and when I had his belly spotless of cum, I sat back and fingered myself to orgasm. That weirded him out a bit. He wouldn't admit it, but I could see it did. Guys just don't get it. Doesn't matter how I got there. If you are with me, you got me there one way or the other. And it was a top-level orgasm. One that took a few minutes to recover from. After I got my head back, I patted his dick, gave it a kiss, kissed Brett, got dressed, and told him to call me. Home I went. A fantastic day and an even better evening.
It's always awkward when your husband gets home and finds his wife naked with cum drooling down her thighs. He kind of knows something up…or was up inside his wife. In my case, while standing there oozing sperm out of my box I told Scott there was a mess in the gym that he needed to clean up in the gym. He walked in, looked at that vast, cold, slimy puddle of testicle snot, and said, “What the fuck!” I told him to lick it up. He refused. I insisted. He refused. I told him he wouldn’t be sleeping in the house tonight if he didn't. He still refused. I said if he didn’t do it…sex was over for us. He was still hesitant. I pulled my shorts down, fingered myself on the bench, and said stick your tongue in it. He finally did. I don’t know why that turns me on so much, but holy fuck, watching him almost heave while he had his tongue in Brett's jizz made me insanely excited. I was ready to bang Brett again right then and there. But Scott was there, and I wasn’t going to bang him, so I rubbed one out while I told him all the details. I told Scott what he already knew. He needed to cum in his hand and eat his sperm for me. He did, and while watching him fulfill his role as my cuck bitch I had a stupid good second orgasm watching strings of his jizz hang on his tongue. I probably shouldn’t tell Brett what I did after he left. He may not be into all that. Just saying. It sure is good for my sex life, though!
I finally got my first load of cum sprayed inside of me from Brett today. It’s always exciting to feel a new man pump his balls empty of sperm inside of my body for the first time. His cum didn’t disappoint. This one is seriously a book so for those who don’t want to read, this is your cue to end it here!
I had to have Scott leave the house a 3 today because I invited Brett over to work out with me. I should have warned Scott, but then again, he’s my cuck bitch, so he does as he’s told. He wasn’t happy, but I told him if he wanted a happy wife and his dick wanted a happy night…he needed to leave. He did. And on the way out, I grabbed his crotch and felt his hard dick in his shorts. Such a good little cuck cunt he is! His wife is all excited to let another man breed her, and his cuck dick is hard in anticipation.
Brett got there not long after Scott left. I couldn't help but notice how much hotter he looked today than when I saw him at the restaurant the other night. That could have been my very wet and very throbbing pussy talking, though. He was dressed to work, and so was I…in more ways than one. I decided on the skimpy grey super sheer and tight shorts that show my clit off and the matching bra that barely covers the nips. What…it’s my house, and I can wear what I want, dammit! I welcomed him in, and we sat and talked a bit about the other night. Then we went into the gym, and he was impressed with the equipment. I was hoping I was going to see his equipment and feel the same way. He mentioned he could get a good workout in my gym, and I said it serves its purpose, among other things. He didn’t miss the hint and asked like what? So…I pulled my tits out. Why mess around? I find that getting straight to the point is best. He missed that hint, though. He just stood there. In fact, I thought he was going to leave. I thought maybe I went too far too fast. So, I figured, let's just go all out and pull my shorts up super high so my slit was visible, and my clit was bulging out of my shorts. Still, he stood there. It got awkward. I asked if he was okay, and he said nothing. So I got right in his face and kissed him and pulled his hands to my tits. He finally reciprocated and started making out with me and rubbing my boobs. I ran my hands down his shorts and grabbed his cock…which was limp, and that was disappointing. I worked it for a few minutes, and it never even started to get hard. I asked him if he wanted me to stop, and he said no. He was just nervous.
So we sat on the bench and talked about the night I met him at the bar. He admitted he wanted to reach over and slide his hand up to my pussy. I asked him why he didn’t. He said he didn’t know if I would have been okay with it, and if I wasn’t, he would have gotten fired. I told him well, now you’re here, and nobody will fire you if you finger me. He then got down on his knees, pulled my shorts down, told me to spread my legs, and buried his face in my pussy. He kept telling me what a beautiful pussy I had, and that was music to my ears. He told me he had never seen such a big fat clit and how perfect it was. Again,…music to my ears. He really did a nice job on my pussy and clit with his tongue. He had me leaving puddles on the bench, and at one point, I almost came…almost. I just missed it. It happens. It was my turn now. I felt his dick, but it was limp and useless, so now I really needed to see it. I had him stand up, and I got on my knees, pulled his shorts down, and….it was soft floppy. I put it in my mouth and inhaled the entire thing…which was easy as it was soft. I worked his dick in every way I could, but it just stayed limp. After about five minutes, I was about to give up when I decided to suck his balls in my mouth. They looked so good I figured I might as well taste them while I have them here. Thirty seconds later, I had an amazingly hard dick resting on my forehead. It grew to what I thought was an impressive 7 inches. I would find out later…I was wrong. It was 8 plus inches. That’s a mistake I was happy to make. I worked his balls a little more, then went back to the head of his dick. I sucked his dick, kissed it, stroked it, licked his balls for another 5 minutes, and his dick stayed rock hard. What I was looking for! I was worried for a minute! He’s a ball man…good thing I like testicles. I like holding them, kissing them, sucking them, generally everything about them. They are, after all, the critical component that is going to feed me sperm. When I started tasting pre-cum…it was time to put that dick in my guts. I got up, bent over, and got on all fours on the bench with my ass and pussy in the air, basically begging him to fuck me. He slipped his dick in me, nice and slowly, until it bottomed out. That’s when I knew for sure I was dealing with at least 8 inches. He hit that spot very people can hit and when they do…nature flips a switch in me and puts me into overdrive. He pumped me long and slow, each time bottoming out and then nudging the head of his dick just a little further in my guts, moving things around and making my pussy drool uncontrollably. And here I was, worried I was going to have to deal with a soft weenie when I ended up with a top-notch cock touching the bottom of my stomach with the head of his dick. He slipped his cock inside me for three or four minutes when I felt that old familiar feeling of a man's cock getting impossibly hard and starting to twitch. I knew he was going to cum before he announced it. Before he could ask me where he should cum I cut him off and said I wanted him to cum inside of me. Look, don’t ask guys. Whatever hole I have your dick in…that’s where I want your cum. Don’t pull out and shoot it on me. That is a complete waste of perfectly good sperm. He pumped my guts for another minute, stiffened up, and unloaded his jizz in my belly. I didn’t think I was going to cum but after he kept pumping cum inside of me, it sent me over the edge. It wasn’t a spectacular Jake cum, but it was intense. So good for Brett. He got me off on the first date. He kept his dick in me for a few more minutes until it plopped out, and I dumped a huge Conner-sized load, for those of you who remember him, all over my gym floor. His load was bigger than Jake's and Scott’s combined. He asked where he could get a rag to clean it up, but I told him to leave it and that I would get it later. I'll let you know about what I did to clean that up in the next post!
Here's a little update for you. Just letting you know what my plans are for today and what I'm up to. Hope you are having a great one. Catch you all later💋
Just thinking about my awesome times with this incredible hot, sexy guy, Jean Val Jean. And now, my box is just dripping. I'm going to have to go pull out one of my dildos and fuck myself wishing it was his huge, manly cock inside me rearranging my guts. Unfortunately, I'm not going to feel his huge warm, silky load of jizz running out of my pussy and sliding down my thighs. But hopefully, we can make that happen again. I'm trying to figure out some times that we can possibly get together and have some more hot steamy fun.
I went on date night with Scott but ended up with someone else. Date night never entirely goes well for Scott. We went out to the Ford Garage bar and grill. I went there a few weeks ago and had my eye on a bartender. I found out tonight that he’s actually 32. I thought he was in his 20s. I wore my red dress, and when we got there, I told Scott I wanted him to go in first, and I would sit at the opposite end of the bar. As far as Scott was concerned, I was a stranger. I’ve seen this in movies before, but shockingly, I have never tried it. I did tonight. It was way more exciting than I thought it would be. Not a fan of sitting at a bar by myself but it worked out.
It was pretty busy when I arrived, so I was just another customer. It was hard to get a drink, but when I caught him looking my way, I flexed my boobs like the total cock hound I was. He showed right up. Works every time. I said, “Finally, I got your attention.” He said, “You had my attention the whole time, but I just couldn’t get over to you. My boss was watching, and we had a party that was supposed to be the first priority.” I said, “I hope I’m the first priority now.” And he assured me I was. Things slowed down, and before I knew it, he was ignoring the other customers, including my own husband, who was getting frustrated by the lack of service, but I bet he had a hard dick as well!
Anyway, Brett was his name, and Brett is a hotty! We talked about all kinds of things, and when it got to what gym I go to, I said I work out at home. He said he went to LA Fitness, and I said, “Feel free to stop by and use my gym anytime you want.” He asked if that was a genuine offer, and I said, “In more ways than one.” Look. The only thing I wanted to do tonight was flirt with him. As soon as that started, the only thing I wanted to do was pull his dick out of his pants to see what he was packing. No matter what…I tried to suck the ball snot right out of his dick. Just saying. None of that happened. I know. I should be telling you about all the great sex we had and how he pumped my ass full of jizz. Again…none of that happened. I wanted it to. I did. But he didn’t get off until 2 am, and I’m not doing anything at 2 am. But I did hang out with him for a few hours, and he sat with me during his 30-minute break. He was leaning against me, touching my arms, getting pretty comfortable with me. He asked me again if I was serious about having him “cum” to my house and work out. He has no idea how serious I am. We exchanged numbers, and I have an excellent feeling about Brett. I didn’t scare him away, and I believe he has the potential to be a good cock on the side. Maybe even more. Who knows.
As for Scott…he texted me several times throughout the night, wanting to leave. I told him to leave me alone, and I wasn’t ready. So I texted him to go to the truck, wait until I came out, and don’t text me anymore. He did. When I came out almost 2 hours later, he tried to act mad, but his dick was popping a trouser tent. There was no fucking tonight. I was turned on, and I had him watch me fuck my ass with a dildo telling me how much better Jake could work my ass than he could. That got me off pretty quickly, and it was a solid cum. I’m still feeling the after-effects of it. Scott, well, he jerked off on my foot and licked his own sperm up…as usual, and like the obedient cuck he is, he was happy to do it. My Friday the 13th has gone pretty damn well!
I feel like wearing red today. Let me know what you think about my dress that I will be wearing out to dinner this evening with Scott. Well, it's not really for him😉Hope you enjoy your evening. I'm definitely going to have some fun.
Now that’s what you call a solid ass fucking with a big old ass pie to finish…just saying. I think my ass is officially ready for Jake’s dick tonight! I’ll let you know how it goes.
So Jake and I left yesterday, and before we even got out of the driveway, his fingers were in my pussy. He said,“I see I made you happy in there with what I said to Scott. I want you to think about them…I’m serious.” I agreed that I would, and when we hit the stop sign at the end of the street, I leaned over and gave him an incredibly passionate kiss while his fingers explored my guts from the inside. We went to St Augustine, an hour-plus ride in which he rubbed my clit in that masterful way that knows how to do. He mentioned how much he loved my outfit and how easy it was to get to my pussy…which is kind of why I wore it in the first place. He had me melting in his hand and all over his seat, and when I was right on the edge of having an orgasm…the bastard stopped! He said I wasn’t allowed to cum until he said so…and he wasn’t saying so. I said fine…but let's see how you like it, and while he was driving, I removed that cock I so love to see and worked the head of it with my fingers, watching it dance around with each flick of my finger. I stroked his dick in ways he never thought possible, and when his dick started to go into that ultimate hard mode and began twitching, I stopped. His dick stood straight up in the air, jerking around…for a long time, and then probably the clearest, thick precum I have ever seen poured out of the head of his dick. It didn’t pump, it didn’t shoot up in the air, it just oozed out and wouldn’t stop. It wasn’t like his normal jizz, which is a beautiful white, thick, and sticky load. Again, this was perfectly clear. I looked at the puddle on his shorts and asked him if he had cum. He said no, but he was on the edge for 30 seconds. It’s things like this that always keep me amazed at how perfect sex can be! I mentioned how much precum poured out of the head of his dick, and he said it never happened before. That made me proud. I caused his body to do something it had never done before, and he had absolutely no control over it simply by the way I worked his cock. I wanted nothing more than to give his gorgeous cock the relief it so needed, but we were obviously playing a game I didn’t want to lose. I stared at Jakes's sloppy cock and thought about Scott at home, working on my house, and here I am, with another man I have developed feelings for, watching his dick pump precum on the ride to our date in St Agustine. Things couldn’t be more perfect if you ask me!
We ended up at a very nice restaurant and had a late lunch. Everything was pretty much perfect…and yes, I had the head of Jake’s cock in my hand under the table he had his fingers inside of me as well. It’s our thing now. We give handy’s to each other at restaurants. He definitely made me squirm and gasp a few times. He had a few funny looks on his face as well. When we finished, we went out to his car. He told me to change my clothes in the car and he would also. Look, it was hard seeing his semi-hard cock flopping around in the car and not sticking it in my guts promptly….but I held off. Jake took me to a state park and I was sure he was going to take me somewhere and breed me like a slut should be bred. But he didn’t. We walked one of the trails, and though there were few people, he kept going. When we got to a part of the trail by the water, he pulled me in for a serious make-out session. I guided his hand down my shorts, and he started rubbing my clit, making it grow like a dick. I reciprocated with his cock and turned into a full-sized, ready to fuck dick in no time. We were getting into it when we heard someone purposely make noise to announce they were there. Jake knew where we were and said we only had a few minutes back to the car, so off we went, with Jake pitching a tent in his shorts and me pitching a mini clit tent in mine. There was no holding back when we got to the car. Jake simply pulled my shorts down, bent me over the hood, and pumped his cock into my hole. Being the premature cum chick that I have become with Jake…I blew an earth-shattering orgasm the second the head of Jake’s cock spread my pussy open. Jake didn’t last much longer, maybe another minute, and I felt his sperm flooding my insides. Which, as you know, never fails to fire off another orgasm for me, and it did just that. This orgasm probably had to be the best one I have ever had. I lost control of my body. Jake had to hold me up, or I would have slid off the hood with sperm drooling down my legs. It’s funny. When a guy makes a girl cum like that…it changes things…even if only temporarily. A girl could make some bad decisions chasing a cock like the Jake has. Some very bad decisions. He turned me around and kissed me and asked me if I had thought about what he had told Scott earlier. His dick turned my brain off, so there was no way I couldn’t tell him that I wanted him to be mine as well. That made him very happy. He said he wanted me to come home with him, and I also wanted to. We spent the evening fucking, hanging out, talking about life, and generally having a great time, and though the sex was terrific…I didn’t have a repeat of the orgasm I had earlier. My brain was no longer cum sloshed, and I told him I had to go home. He wasn’t happy about that, but I told him I had so much to do that I needed to get back. The truth is, I just wanted to share my evening with Scott. I can’t help it. I’m stuck like Chuck on Scott. I think it’s his undying commitment that he will be there for me no matter what I say or do. Plus…his dick gets hard every damn time I give him the details! When I walked through the door, Scott was still painting. I told him to keep painting and that I would tell him the details while he worked. When I was done, I asked him to show me his dick, which he did, and it was hard. So I told him to go to the bathroom and jerk off. He seemed so happy about that! If I had to choose one of my near-perfect days, yesterday would have been on the list!
Poor Scott spent all day painting, and I spent all day taking cum in my pussy from another man’s vastly superior dick. I am in severe cuck mode right now, so if you aren’t into it,…no point in going further. I went out with Jake today, and he told me to wear something “MILFy.” Which is odd because I always wear something MILFy. Even more peculiar, he told me to bring a change of clothes…more athletic style MILFy. I can do that as well, and I did. I asked what for, and he just said it was a surprise. Jake showed up early, came in the house, looked at the work Scott was doing, gave me a sexy fucking kiss, and his exact words to him were, “Looks good, but Brooke will look even better with my dick in her mouth in just a little bit. Keep up the good work, and I’ll see what I can do to take her from you for good.” I never saw that coming. It came out in such a way things got awkward. Probably because he meant it, there was that uncomfortable pause in the conversation. I mean, it’s tough enough for Scott to watch another man kiss me passionately and have that kiss returned just as passionately. But throw in the harsh words that he wants to steal me away from him forever…that’s got to be tough. But, sadly for Scott…I became super excited the second Jake said it. I like Jake telling Scott I look good with his dick in my mouth. I like Scott knowing I beg for Jake’s dick to be in my mouth and that I plead and spread my legs in hopes of feeling Jake's cock breeding me. I want Scott to know that, and Scott being told that from another man…even better. Jake isn’t going to win me over. Close...but not all the way. He will have privileges with my holes that Scott will never experience. But, even though I spend more time with Jake than Scott…he’s the one I want to go home to when my pussy is exhausted, and yes, when I have had enough of Jake or anyone else. But I like Scott being told by other men and people he knows that I dropped to my knees and sucked the sperm out of their balls. It’s a humiliation I love to send his way. His wife willingly pulls his friend's zipper down, pulling his cock out, kissing it, sucking it, licking his balls till he pumps a load of cum down my throat that I thank him for. It's cruel but so delicious! But Back to Jake. I could see tension, so I patted Scott on the head and told him to get back to work. I would see him when I see him and we left.
I am going to leave at this. I’ll finish it up in the morning. Just know that from the time I slipped out of the house with Jake, I was on such a mental sexual high, and the things Jake did made it even more intense. There was no chance Jake’s dick wasn’t going to pump cum in my guts. I’ll fill you in on it in the morning if you care to hear the details!
Just thought I'd pop in and let you know what I have going on today, first off, I'm gonna work on my floors again, it certainly is a slow process, well actually, I'm going to do a little painting first before I start getting my floors ready. Then I have a date with Jake later on this afternoon and going to leave Scott by himself to work on the floors. When cock calls, I cum a running 😜 Anyway, hope you enjoy your day 😉💋
It’s hard not to masturbate when I tell you this recount. I have touched my clit a thousand times trying to get through this one. Hopefully, it’s that hot for you as well. One hundred percent true, no embellishments! I wore this dress and took some new pics, which is the same outfit I wore when this story happened!
Back to the one who got away…Jean Val Jean. What a delicious man. Face, body, cock, total package. Just the thought of him makes me crave his sperm in one of my holes. I’m not kidding when I say that. I get an urge to feel and taste his cum when I think about him. It’s primal. That is about the only way I can describe it. Anyway, after our first unfinished fuck, about a year later, I went to Vegas for the AVN’S and, for the first time, brought Scott. I was a busy girl doing shoots and manning the booth for the agency I was signed with. Towards the end of the day, I was walking through the Hard Rock Hotel with Scott, somewhat in a rush to get to a dinner I had planned with friends when I heard someone call my name. There he was, looking perfect and even more desirable than I remembered. The second I saw him, I knew he would be pumping cum in my guts shortly. I made Scott keep walking and told him I would catch up with him at the table at the restaurant in the hotel. Scott kept on walking, and to his credit, he was new to the whole world of adult entertainment, and he hadn’t quite become my cuck bitch yet but kept on going leaving me alone with Jean. He walked up to me and hugged and kissed me. My legs went weak, and my pussy drooled uncontrollably. That’s the kind of effect he had on me. He first said, “Give me your phone, “ taking mine out of my hand, and he put his number in it, saying, “ Now we have each other’s number so we can keep in contact.” Finally…I had his number! Then he pulled me in close and said he had to have me now. I had probably 10 people waiting on me at the restaurant, but I couldn’t, nor would my pussy let me pass that offer up. We decided to go to a friend of mine's room who was waiting for me to show up for dinner. Sally D Angelo, but that is a whole other story. Back to Jean Val Jean. He took my hand and led me to the elevator. I think this is why we are a missed opportunity because we are truly sexual soulmates. When we hopped on a very crowded elevator, he pulled me close to him, and we started making out. He then shamelessly started rubbing my tits and grabbing my ass, which sent me into a sexual frenzy and caused me to grind my mound up against him so I could feel his hard cock. I’m not exaggerating when I say I had girl jizz running down my thighs for all to see. The elevator stopped, we stepped off, and someone said, it looks like you two are about to have a good time. I replied, “His dick and my pussy are about to get acquainted and smiled. We kept on walking, entered the room, and immediately he pulled my tits out of my dress, the exact dress that I have on in the pics above. Jean Val Jean started sucking and licking my nipples while I pulled his cock out. Seconds later, the rest of our clothes were on the floor. We hopped on the bed and sixty-nined while I feasted on his cock, and he drank from my pussy. When he said,” I have to be inside you!” I don’t think I ever wanted a cock in my guts so badly. So I hopped off of him and laid on the bed, legs spread open for him, and he slid his perfect cock into my dripping pussy. I came immediately. Then, immediately after that but I wasn’t even close to finished. With my legs wide open, his cock in my belly, he continued to pump me while slipping his tongue in my mouth. When he pulled his delicious cock out of me and then flipped me over, bred me from behind…I lost it. I came massively. Not just once but twice. One right after the other. I think because when he decided to flip me over doggy style, his cock went in much deeper and touched places most guys never will. He truly rearranged my insides in the most wonderful of ways for another 10 minutes like that. Then he said he wanted to see my face when he came, so he rolled me back over, and I opened my legs for this beautiful man, and we made out and fucked for another 10 minutes. I saw his face glaze over, and then his cock got even harder and started twitching, and his balls pumped me full of nice, warm, silky cum.We fucked like that for a little while longer, and then he flipped me over again and pumped me a bit longer until I could feel his cock start twitching and his balls pumping me full of nice warm, silky cum. Just the look on of pure lust and satisfaction on his face sent me over the edge again, adding my girl jizz to his. I admit, I have had some truly monumental fucks with Jake, but nobody has ever compared to Jean. Just the sex alone makes me want him all to myself. We lay there for a few minutes and talked. My phone had been getting texts the entire time, and still, I continued to ignore it. I was just fucked stupid, pumped full of sperm by the man of my dreams, and I couldn’t think straight. We finally decided it was time to get up and get ourselves back together. I was in the bathroom in front of the mirror, freshening up my makeup, and he came up behind me, put his arms around me, and started kissing my neck, which made my legs go weak again. If I didn’t have a crowd of people waiting on me and he didn’t have a gig to get to, I would have made love to his penis with my mouth for another hour. He asked me for my phone and took a couple of pics of us to remember our amazing time together. We said our goodbyes, and I quickly got to the restaurant, where everyone awaited me. I was an hour late. Thoroughly fucked and full of cum, but still an hour late. Worth it, by the way. Everyone had ordered and had their food. They got tired of waiting. My one friend asked if I was a lucky bitch and had Jean Val Jean's cock in me. I just smiled. She told me I was a lucky bitch again. I sat down next to Scott, who was visibly angry. He had to sit at the table and explain where I was and what I was doing when everyone already knew his wife was getting pumped full of jizz by the hottest guy in the hotel. I took his hand and put it up under my dress so he could feel the load of jizz that Jean Val Jean left in his wife’s pussy. The load that got there after I let Jean open my legs, slip his cock inside me, and make incredible love to my pussy. There wasn’t even a hope Scott could compete with that. There never will be. So Scott sat there, wiping Jean’s sperm off his fingers with an odd look on his face. It was an amazing night for me. An eye-opening experience for Scott.
Fast-forward to now. We have reconnected. He wants to come see me, and I want him to come see me. I have no idea where this will lead, but I know I have a fantasy of him moving here, and from there…well… let's say Scott will have to pick things up if he wants to compete!
I am posting this dress because it is the dress I was wearing when an exceptional man rearranged my insides.
I’m sitting with my husband and thinking did I ever have someone I thought was the one who got away? I did, and I just saw him come across my IG feed and had to reach out to him. He is just simply gorgeous and mouth-watering, with a sexy French accent. He has an Adonis body and an amazing cock to go with that incredible body.
His stage name is Jean Val Jean. I met him about 9 years ago at an adult convention in LA. It was the end of a long day at the booth that I was working at with a few of my girlfriends. We were all sitting out in the lobby at the convention center, waiting for our rides and chatting about what time we were all meeting up at a local bar on Sunset Blvd. It was the place with the mechanical bull. Few of us were going to ride it topless. Anyway, along came an extremely hot guy who went up and hugged my friend. They had met on set a few years earlier and were catching up. She introduced him to us and, after a few minutes, singled me out and came over to me and told me that I was beautiful and loved my tits. He was a boob man. He said he wanted to see them, and I gladly let him squeeze my tits. We flirted for a few minutes, and he pulled me up against him and started kissing my neck, and whispered in my ear that he really did want to see them and fuck me. He took my hand and led me to the women’s bathroom, which was right behind us. We walked hand in hand into the bathroom. A couple of ladies standing at the sink just looked at us with a surprised look on their faces. We walked right past them into a stall and started making out. He quickly pulled my boobs out and started licking and sucking my nipples. I was so turned on and just had to see his cock, so I told him to take it out, and I got on my knees so I could see what was going to be feeding me. His cock was just like the rest of him, amazing and beautiful! I started sucking and stroking his cock. It was around 9 or 10 inches and just stunning. I would have drank his sperm if he let me, but at this point, he was so turned on that he pulled me up off the floor, turned me around, leaned me against the wall, and fucked me standing up from behind. It was truly amazing sex that only lasted for a few minutes because our friends kept yelling that they were waiting for us. So he slipped his magnificent cock out of my guts and said, “ We will finish this later. “ To which I replied, “Definitely.” We walked out together, and the other girls in the bathroom looked at us with a shocked look and started giggling. We returned to the lobby, and both of us said our goodbyes to everyone else and then passionately kissed me goodbye and said see you soon.
My one friend told me that I was one lucky bitch to get his cock in my belly, and I agreed. I believe the other girl who introduced us was a bit jealous, as she just gave me a perturbed look and was quiet towards me the rest of the night. Oh well, I didn’t give a shit. Then I realized, I didn’t give him my number and he didn’t have mine. We had no way of contacting each other besides a slim hope of him looking me up. I wasn’t finished with his cock yet, so I hoped he would find me. He was out of the industry so I could not get any contact information on him. I asked my friend if she had his number or any contact information for him, and she told me no, but even if she did, I don’t think she would have given it to me anyway. So, we never did finish what we started in the ladies' room that day until almost a year later. I will tell you about that in another post, as this one is getting a bit long.
A quick video before I do some pics in hopes of luring in one of my past and favorite fuck toy! I am doing another fuck video this week...let me know what you want to see!
This outfit got me a belly full of cum and a fully cum pumped pussy. May have been a bit much for a BBQ getogether but it served my purposes well!
Scott and I worked on laying tiles yesterday, and if any of you have done that before, it’s hard work. I was exhausted but not too exhausted not to get fucked stupid again.
Brandon’s father had talked to Scott earlier in the week and invited us to a cookout at his house. Scott didn’t tell me. Maybe he didn’t want me opening my holes for Brandon, or perhaps he thought I would be too tired from working on the floors. But yesterday afternoon, Brandon’s father called, and Scott answered his phone on speaker as we were working on the floors. Brandon’s father, Joe, asked if we would attend his cookout that evening. Scott said, “ I don’t think so,” but I chimed in and said, “ Yes, we will be there.” After Scott hung up his phone call, he said, “I thought you would be too tired to go.” I said, “Nope, I’m good. “ Scott then informed me that he didn’t think Brandon would be there because he usually works at the bar on Saturday evenings. I was sorta bummed out but said, “Okay, but let’s go anyway.” You know….just in case. At least, that is what I was telling myself. I hoped that if we stayed long enough, Brandon would show up after he got off work.
When Scott and I got finished working for the day, I went and got my shower, got all dolled up, ready to fuck, and picked out a revealing outfit in hopes of running into Brandon at the cookout. When I was satisfied, I had slutted myself up appropriately, I walked out to where Scott was waiting for me, and he said, “That seems a bit much. I asked him if he didn’t like what I had on, and Scott said he did but wasn’t sure the other wives would feel the same. I told him the obvious…I wasn’t there to impress the other wives…I was there to impress their men. Scott smiled and said he was good with it if I was. When we got to Joe’s place there were cars everywhere. Many people were there, but I didn’t see Brandon’s truck, so I was a little disappointed. But…it was still early enough in the evening that he might still show up. We walked in, grabbed some food, and walked over to the fire pit to talk to a couple of wives of Scott’s friends that I knew. It was a good time. After about 20 minutes I felt something rubbing up against the back side of my thigh and knew instantly that it was Brandon’s hand. Then he whispered in my ear and said,” You look hot tonight as usual.” That put a big grin on my face and made my pussy wet. He whispered in my ear where he would be and excused himself. Several minutes later, I excused myself and found Brandon. One of the wives saw us and commented, but I wasn’t quite sure what she said. Be it good or bad, I didn’t really care. The only thing I was worried about was how fast Brandon’s cock would be in my guts. Brandon led me over to the garage and took me to the house, where there was no one. We were in the kitchen, and he pushed me up against the counter, and we started making out, he started rubbing my clit and fingering my pussy, I was so wet my pussy was making the famed “stick in the mud” sucking sound. If he had kept fingering me…I would have cum. But he stopped and told me to suck his dick, so I reached down and pulled his wonderfully hard cock out of his zipper and got on my knees, and slipped the fat, spongy head into my mouth. There is something about the way Brandon looks at me when I’m on my knees with his cock in my mouth. It’s so fucking sexy. It makes me want to taste his sperm fresh from his balls. I kept sucking and stroking his cock and massaging his balls, hoping they would fill up even more for me. I could feel his dick harden even more in my mouth, and his balls started to twitch. With a grunt, he pumped his cum straight from his testicles out of the head of his dick down my throat. Here’s where it got a bit awkward. As Brandon was feeding me his cum, I noticed one of the ladies I was talking with earlier staring at us. Silly me, I thought she was into so I just kept sucking and licking Brandon’s cock clean, kissing it and talking to it. I wanted to and did taste every drop of his cum. When I had sucked Brandon's cock and balls empty of cum we both looked over at her. She told us that we were disgusting and what a horrible thing to do to Scott. Brandon and I just chuckled, and this was a surprise as well. He told her to fuck off, and that sent her storming out of the house. The thing is…getting caught…truly getting caught…that fires my pussy like nothing else. There was no way Brandon’s dick wasn’t going to be rearranging my guts and fast. I needed his dick inside of me. I needed to open my legs for him, and I needed him to breed me like the bitch in heat I was. Brandon knew that I wasn’t finished, and neither was he. Brandon took my hand and led me upstairs to his father's bedroom, where he undressed me and started licking and sucking my clit and pussy with his magical tongue. My pussy could only take so much of that before it needed to feel Brandon stretching me out with his dick. So I pulled his tongue out of my cunt, got up on my hands and knees, and begged him to fuck me. He asked me to tell him where to cum. I told him inside of me. He asked me to say please. I said please cum inside of me. Then I begged him again to put it in me. He did just that; the second I felt the fat hard head of his cock slide inside me, I came. Like a silly boy being touched for the first time. I just came. Pussy dripping, mouth drooling, total submission to an orgasm that was so strong I squirted. His dick turned me so brain-dead I don’t even know how long he fucked me from behind. I just let it happen because there was nothing else I could do but surrender to his dick. The only reason I knew he came was I could feel his dick harden, and then his warm pumps of wonderful jizz filled my box. If I could have bent over and sucked it out of myself…I would have. Brandon had a good time as well. He was winded when he said the sex he had with me was not only the best he’s ever had, but it just keeps getting better. I have to agree with him. It does. It took me a while, and I’m sure I looked like I just got fucked stupid…because I did, and we went back outside and found Scott talking to some of his friends. We got the looks for sure. If I hadn’t been fucked so thoroughly, I would have sucked Brandon again just from the stares we were getting. Not to mention the uptight lady that caught me with Brandon’s Cock in my mouth was sitting there as well. She looked at Brandon and me with a disgusted look, got up, and walked away. So I sat down in her chair and joined in on the conversation. Scott looked at me and asked, “Where did you disappear to?” I had a big grin, and he looked up and saw Brandon standing behind me and said, “ Oh.” Brandon leaned down and whispered in my ear that he was leaving, said goodbye, and thanked me for the good sex.
Scott and I decided to leave shortly after that. While driving home, he asked me if I had a good time. I said I had a fantastic time and would tell him about it when we got home, and I was sitting on his face. And I did just that. As Scott was listening to the details, the horny bastard came in his pants without even touching himself. I saw the wet spot and slipped my hands down his pants, put my finger in it, tasted it, and confirmed he pumped a load into his pants. Hands free! I had Scott continue to remove all of Brandon’s sperm from my hole, thinking about the whole night, Brandon fucking me stupid, getting caught, and Scott pumping a hands-free load into his jeans, and I found myself having another orgasm. It wasn’t a Brandon-level orgasm, but it was good. The best part was when I came, and my juices made Brandon’s cum drool out of me all over Scott’s face. I took a picture of Scott with Brandon’s jizz on his face and told him I was going to text it to Brandon. He begged me not to. I haven’t decided yet. I’m pretty sure I will send it to him tonight, though. Other than the upset lady at seeing me eat sperm….it was a definite win-win for everyone else!
