Keep sex alive long term :)

Sex often plays a vital role in reconnecting couples, but there is not enough said or written about the importance of it in long term relationships. Most of the hype is about new love, but the best life has to offer comes from true love. Public opinion is so slanted that we've been programmed to believe that deterioration of our sex life is endemic after the first two years of a relationship. However, this doesn't have to be the case, and it is not for millions of couples.

Lovemaking wanes when it takes a back seat. Time pressure from work, domestic responsibilities, commuting, and social commitments make it a challenge to find quiet, private moments with a partner. Nevertheless, if you are too busy for sex -- maybe you are just too busy.

So what can we learn from the fortunate couples who use sex as a gateway activity and have managed to keep their sex life enticing through the years? Here are some tips.

Be generous with physical affection. Loving touch makes your partner feel good about him- or herself, promotes closeness between the two of you, and activates endorphins that cause you both to feel calmer as well as connected. Couples who stay sexually active and happy do not limit their expression of physical affection to the bedroom. Important truth: men are as hungry for affection as women are.

Be seductive in the basic ways. The old standbys are still important. Be thoughtful. Do special favors. Lavish loving attention. Be playful. Show enthusiasm. Look your best. One of my closest friends, says you should go through your closet and give away anything that doesn't make you look drop-dead gorgeous. If nothing else, improve your posture, and smile. You can do that right this minute. Make sure your hygiene habits appeal to your partner. Lastly, learn to express your feelings during sex. It's feedback, it's erotic, it's instructional, and it's flattering.

Be sensitive to your partner's needs. The reason most couples don't have sex is that at least one person doesn't feel attended to. If you are a person with a high desire level, a high-T person, you may not need a lot of attention to be sexually aroused, but your partner, a low-T person, may. Be willing to meet your partner's arousal needs, and be romantic in the ways your partner prefers, even though it may not be your cup of tea. Bring flowers if they touch your partner's heart; fold the laundry if it makes him feel loved. Let your partner be your guide.

Be responsible for your own orgasm. This doesn't necessarily mean you do it yourself but rather that you take the initiative to know what arouses you and communicate this to your partner. Also, be aware that your partner may not always want an orgasm. For example, in their twenties and early thirties it is not uncommon for women to experience a surge of pleasure simply with penetration. This response is brought on by the release of oxytocin. When the vulva and vagina are stretched by the entry of the penis, it can give a surge of energy equal to the sensations of orgasm. Consequently, she may not feel the need to reach a climax. So, let her determine if she wants an orgasm. A man may also want to pleasure his mate without coming to orgasm himself. When each person is responsible for letting the partner know his/her needs, it takes the guesswork out of lovemaking, and avoids miscommunication and disconnection.

Make your lovemaking mutually satisfying. Many sexual positions favor the male orgasm and don't provide enough clitoral stimulation for the female. Few women can reach orgasm by intercourse alone. Most need manual or oral stimulation or a position for lovemaking that provides the necessary excitement. The woman on top position allows the female to stimulate her clitoris -- either with her fingers or the movement of her body -- while having intercourse. The man's hands are free for extra stimulation also. Rear-entry or doggie style intercourse allows for deeper penetration and is more likely to stimulate the G-spot, which is a highly erotic area in the vagina. In this position, the man has his hands free for caressing other areas such as the clitoris, breasts, buttocks, thighs, scrotum, and testicles.

If the woman sits on the edge of the bed, this position sometimes allows for interesting contact. Or, having sex while seated in your partner's lap can provide another variation. Having sex from the spoon position, with both partners lying on the right or left side with the man entering from behind, not only leaves four hands free but takes little energy and effort. Oral sex has come to be considered a staple of marital sex for many couples. As couples are remaining sexual long into later decades and require more stimulation, various forms of lovemaking have become more common and accepted. For men who may need more stimulation, oral sex can not only be pleasurable but also bring his penis to a greater state of erection for further lovemaking if that is what is desired. Though oral sex is a stretch for some individuals, you can work up to it gradually. Perhaps start with kissing different parts of each other's body -- the stomach, inside of the thighs, and then later the pubic area.

Break the ice. Sometimes just trying anything new will get you out of a rut and open the door to further adventure. It doesn't have to be outrageous to simply interrupt your routine. It might mean having sex with your boots on or while you are coloring your hair. You have to start somewhere. Having sex with the lights on might ultimately lead to swinging from the chandelier. Finally: location, location, location. Just changing the location of where you have sex can add new excitement to your love life. Make it a point to have sex in every room in your home. Then move to the car, the back porch, the deck, behind the bushes in the backyard, your mother-in-law's bathroom. Then change the location of where you stimulate each other's body. Instead of confining kisses to the lips, go for the neck, thigh, shoulder, fingertips (for further instruction on fingertip kissing rent Don Juan DeMarcoand watch the opening scene). Let your creative juices flow.

Hospitality I Couldn't Pass Up

My imagination hadn’t prepared me for his alluring dimpled smile, sultry voice, and masterful flirtation. I was led into a room of exploration and fun. When I opened the door my eyes focused on his rare masculine form. The voluptuous long haired blonde diving hungrily at his cock. Up and down with vengeance satisfying her oral desires. My immediate attention focused on her mouth thoroughly enjoying all of your manhood. I kneeled down in front to experience the same oral fixation she was indulgent on. Our tongues rolling across his cock barely touching one another. She was eager to let me enjoy the smooth lines of his cock as my mouth was soulfully there  to fuck. His cock merging in and out of my mouth with smooth acceleration. Our bodies touching, tasting, desiring one another. We moved rhythmically with one another. Every part of my skin aching to be consumed. My silk nightie falling silently down below my shoulders exposing my breasts and perky nipples. The voluptuous blonde rubbing her fingertips over my nipples as her mouth soon followed.

I felt his hands upon my legs opening them to my most vulnerable possession. He met me with one nibble of my clit as I was quickly, desirably his. He teased and taunted and took over my clit. My body completely at both of their wills. Feeling a second pair of hands traveling down my body my emotions and body were on a roller coaster high. Feeling a second mouth touching me, teasing me and taking me to higher heights. Her fingers teasing me as I felt the tips of her nails. It was so hot.

She whispered, “Am I hurting you?” But my wetness told a different story.  The attention was then taken back on the blonde. She laid beside me and my hands guided and teased across her body. My mouth covered her nipples as I sucked one and he was sucking the other. It was almost rhythmical as my hand slipped between her legs. I found her clit and teased it with my fingertips… back and forth I soon moved between her legs… spreading her pussy. I soon found her love tunnel and slid my index finger inside. Working it back and forth teasing her as my thumb circled around her clit. She was moaning louder and it was exciting me to no end. My fingers moving faster and faster. I could feel him behind me playing with my ass, torturing me with his tongue. Leaning in to her pussy I blew on it as I finger fucked her until I couldn’t stand it anymore and then backed away so he could have his way with her and I could watch every explicit detail.

He soon found his way between her legs and buried his face between her thighs. Feasting on her my eyes couldn’t look away as I watched him nibbling and sucking all of her over and over again. He then sat up on the bed and entered her in a quick swift motion. I watched and listened to her moaning as he motioned himself in and out picking up the pace as she grabbed her ankles pushing him further inside of her. I was touching myself in my mind… consumed by everything I was watching… the pure rawness in both their faces. He pounded her and her face and body loved every minute. Then he had her on her belly and took her from behind.

My hand reached underneath her as I found her clit again as he was slamming in and out of her. I then took a candle and as he fucked her from behind poured it all over her back, watching her body jump as the warm wax touched her, seeing it trail down her back. I moved back to my spot and continued watching them… my body warm all over as they enjoyed every inch of each other. Sitting there watching them not making a peep. My body begging for me to touch it.

When they were finished they came back in front of me. We both leaned over and I took him back again in my mouth as her mouth covered his balls, feeling every hard thrusting inch invading my mouth hard and fast. Hands roaming everywhere, it was a garden of lust. I found myself back on the bed, my nipples teased unmercifully as he took charge of them biting them, enticing them until they were hard as a rock. Then I closed my eyes and felt the hot wax dripping down on them. It was so hot… he spread my legs again and took me forcefully with his mouth, his hands gripping my thighs on the edge of the bed… my body aching from the pure sensations. I tried sliding up a little and he quickly let me know he was in charge as he grabbed my thighs and held me for his entree. I could hear her feasting again on his cock. Warm sensation after warm sensation filled my body as I shook from the raw enjoyment. He then stood in front of her and me and took two of his fingers, sucking on them quickly and burying them again against my clit. Taking his other hand he sucked his other 2 fingers and found her happy place as well. There we stood as he had us at his fingertips, biting, kissing, touching, feeling every unadulterated passion. My legs grew weak and I leaned over and asked to ride him. He agreed with a smile. He lay on the bed, his body glistened like a perfect sculpture as I mounted him. Taking the head of it I slid it into me enjoying every sweet hard inch as it was buried inside of me. Moving my hips back and forth I felt him tense up and explode like a rocket as my body tensed up and I came with him. Teasing him as he lay there feeling his cock go soft after what seemed an eternity. It was definitely a night to remember. Shortly after I lay in the other bed pretending to fall asleep and I heard the two of them in the bed playing and teasing again. I was peeking until I decided to let them finish this one on their own without an audience ;)  

Vacation Sex Is The Best

My life  is stressful, so I was happy when my planned solo vacation to Cancun, Mexico finally arrived. . Since I love exercising outdoors, I've got a nice tan, and I hit the tanning bed, naked of course, to get rid of tan lines.

I must admit it's been a while since I had sex, so I was getting ready to leave for Mexico, I was feeling very horny. Maybe, I thought, I'd meet a guy in Cancun who would sweep me off my feet and give my pussy the cock it desperately craved.

I decided to do something a little naughty before I left NYC and went to a plush salon and got a Brazilian wax. After it was done, I had a tiny, pencil-sized landing strip leading to my new silky smooth pussy. Why can't I meet a guy, I thought!!! Wouldn't he love to plunge his cock into my newly smooth pussy?

I celebrated my new Brazilian that night by laying in my bed, spreading my legs, and playing with my pocket rocket vibrator. It's by far my favorite sex toy. I moved it over and over my clit with various speeds and pressures, as I pinched my nipples with my other hand. Soon a wave of pleasure swept through my body. I shuddered and moaned as the orgasm tumbled through me. Nice, I thought, but still not the same as a man thrusting his cock into me, then shooting his warm cum into me as both our bodies tightened.

The next day I flew to Cancun. I had a reservation at the Fiesta Americana Grand Coral Beach, which is a super luxurious hotel with a massive pool right on the Caribbean. I checked in, put on a string bikini and a sundress, and headed down to the pool.

The warm sun, tropical breezes and happy atmosphere made me even more horny. Lying in my chaise lounge, little trickles of sweat began to form all over my skin. I could feel my bare pussy under my bikini bottom, and wondered if anyone else around the pool could tell I was smiling because I was so happy about how pretty and perfect it was.

I closed my eyes and dreamed of sex. My nipples stiffened, forming little mountains against the fabric of my triangular bikini top. I didn't dare touch my pussy in a public place, but I could feel it getting wet.

I wanted a cock so bad. I wanted to seduce a man, move my hands over him, fall to my knees, take his cock in my mouth. I've always loved taking control of a man with my mouth. Any man I've ever dated has always woken up in the morning with a warm, wet blowjob which always results in his cum ending up in my tummy.

But the reason I love blowjobs so much is that I know how to suck, stroke, lick and tease a man to the point where he wants nothing more than to be inside me. Feeling a cock inside my little pussy and knowing it was my talented mouth that made it so hard makes me cum and cum and cum.

I realized all that was missing from my poolside fun was a cocktail, so I headed to the bar for a margarita. I spotted a guy by himself chatting with the bartender, but thought, "No way could I meet a guy on my first day of vacation."

But sure enough, we started chatting. He was just my type, brown hair, nice body, funny. He was also in Cancun on his own, and he asked me if I had been in the ocean yet. No, I replied, and we headed down to the beach to swim in the surf.

The afternoon progressed, and my new friend asked if I felt like going inside and taking a break from the sun. Good idea, I said, and we headed into the lobby.

We got another drink and I asked if he would mind if I paid a quick visit to my room to drop some things off. No problem he said, he wanted to do the same. Come up to my room when you're done, he suggested, it's got a view of the Carribean.

I dropped off my bag in my room and took the elevator up to his room. It turns out he had scored a suite with floor-to-ceiling windows and lots of other fun perks. We took a little tour and ended up admiring the room's shower together. It was massive, with multiple shower heads, a little bench, stone walls and a rack of bath products.

"Actually a shower would feel good right now," I said.

"Let's take one," he replied.

One of his hands touched my shoulders, and I almost melted. He gently removed my sundress, leaving me standing in just my bikini.

"I almost hate to take this off you, because you look so good," he said.

But he slowly, seductively, removed my bikini top, pausing to kiss my neck and shoulders, then circling his tongue around my nipples.

Then he kissed my tummy, and undid the side strings of my bikini bottom. He smiled when he saw my pretty, new Brazilian-waxed pussy. I arched my back, thrust my breasts forward and made a seductive pose, teasing him.

As he admired my sun-kissed body, I made a move for his swimsuit. Pulling it down around his ankles, his cock sprang forth, clearly hard from the little show I put on. I kissed him, put one hand on his back, then with the other hand lightly stroked the head of his cock.

He moved me into the shower. Warm water cascaded all over our bodies. He rubbed soap all over me, and I loved the attention he paid to my titties and pussy. At one point he kissed me, and with his fingers lightly rubbed my clit. I breathed hard and moaned as he alternated between slow and fast. Electric sex feelings began to surge through my body.

I was close to cumming, when he turned off the shower. He put both my hands against the shower wall, spread my legs, then toweled the water off my body.

He led me to the room's giant bed. We layed there for a few minutes, kissing, playing with each other's bodies and listening to each other moan when something felt good.

I flipped him onto his back, then licked him from the base of his balls to the tip of his cock. I wiggled my tongue into his cock slit, and listened to him gasp with pleasure. Then I took his whole cock into my mouth, coating it with slippery saliva. Now it was time to grasp him with my hand, to stroke up and down, while my mouth provided more wetness and my tongue toyed with his cockhead.

He quivered with pleasure. His hands grasped the sheets and his legs spread wider apart. Then I gave his balls a nice tongue bath, rolling each one around in my mouth. He was my sex slave, and my blowjob clearly had him under my spell. I could have easily brought him to orgasm, feeling his cock tip swell then shoot a sweet load of cum into my mouth, but no, I had something else on my mind.

I brought my body up to his cock, and lowered my wet pussy onto him. I arched my back and began riding him slowly. His eyes opened and began wandering over my body. Soon his hands were playing with my nipples.

My eyes closed, as I delighted in the feeling of his hard cock gliding in and out of me, rubbing against my clit deliciously. I reached back, stroked his balls and gave him a sweet smile. This made him even harder. I know all the tricks.

I rode him even harder. Something was happening to my body. It was like my pussy and my nipples were on fire. Then an orgasm began to start at the very back of my pussy. I rode a little harder and rubbed my clit against his cock. Suddenly I began to cum like crazy, moaning and bucking atop him.

I slowed down for a few minutes, but my new guy wanted more and he flipped me over. My pussy still felt wonderful. He played with my nipples, earlobes, belly button and pussy for a few minutes, then spread my legs.

His full cock was suddenly inside me, and he was pumping, and wiggling and moaning, his head buried in a pillow. I clenched my pussy muscles, then unclenched them, toying with him. I arched my back, raised my arms above my head and whispered, "Fuck me,"...trying to drive him insane with pleasure.

It worked. His cock got even harder. He was brushing against my clit again, and I couldn't believe it when a second orgasm ripped through me. That never happens.

Something was happening to him as well. I could feel his cock head growing as it thrust into me. Then he started shaking.

I bit his ear lobe and whispered seductively, "Give me your cum."

That did it. He roared with pleasure and I felt jets of hot cum start to paint the inside of my pussy. I clenched my pussy muscles, trying to drain his cock of his cum. His arms gripped me tightly as his cock pulsed. And soon he was still.

I rolled him over, then took his cock into my mouth, sucking it softly like it was a pacifier.

The last thing he said to me, before we both fell asleep, was, "You're a goddess."

I would say I definitely found what I wanted on vacation.

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My imagination hadn’t prepared me for his alluring dimpled smile, sultry voice, and masterful flirtation. I was led into a room of exploration and fun. When I opened the door my eyes focused on his rare masculine form. The voluptuous long haired blonde diving hungrily at his cock. Up and down with vengeance satisfying her oral desires. My immediate attention focused on her mouth thoroughly enjoying all of your manhood. I kneeled down in front to experience the same oral fixation she was indulgent on. Our tongues rolling across his cock barely touching one another. She was eager to let me enjoy the smooth lines of his cock as my mouth was soulfully there  to fuck. His cock merging in and out of my mouth with smooth acceleration. Our bodies touching, tasting, desiring one another. We moved rhythmically with one another. Every part of my skin aching to be consumed. My silk nightie falling silently down below my shoulders exposing my breasts and perky nipples. The voluptuous blonde rubbing her fingertips over my nipples as her mouth soon followed.

I felt his hands upon my legs opening them to my most vulnerable possession. He met me with one nibble of my clit as I was quickly, desirably his. He teased and taunted and took over my clit. My body completely at both of their wills. Feeling a second pair of hands traveling down my body my emotions and body were on a roller coaster high. Feeling a second mouth touching me, teasing me and taking me to higher heights. Her fingers teasing me as I felt the tips of her nails. It was so hot.

She whispered, “Am I hurting you?” But my wetness told a different story.  The attention was then taken back on the blonde. She laid beside me and my hands guided and teased across her body. My mouth covered her nipples as I sucked one and he was sucking the other. It was almost rhythmical as my hand slipped between her legs. I found her clit and teased it with my fingertips… back and forth I soon moved between her legs… spreading her pussy. I soon found her love tunnel and slid my index finger inside. Working it back and forth teasing her as my thumb circled around her clit. She was moaning louder and it was exciting me to no end. My fingers moving faster and faster. I could feel him behind me playing with my ass, torturing me with his tongue. Leaning in to her pussy I blew on it as I finger fucked her until I couldn’t stand it anymore and then backed away so he could have his way with her and I could watch every explicit detail.

He soon found his way between her legs and buried his face between her thighs. Feasting on her my eyes couldn’t look away as I watched him nibbling and sucking all of her over and over again. He then sat up on the bed and entered her in a quick swift motion. I watched and listened to her moaning as he motioned himself in and out picking up the pace as she grabbed her ankles pushing him further inside of her. I was touching myself in my mind… consumed by everything I was watching… the pure rawness in both their faces. He pounded her and her face and body loved every minute. Then he had her on her belly and took her from behind.

My hand reached underneath her as I found her clit again as he was slamming in and out of her. I then took a candle and as hefucked her from behind poured it all over her back, watching her body jump as the warm wax touched her, seeing it trail down her back. I moved back to my spot and continued watching them… my body warm all over as they enjoyed every inch of each other. Sitting there watching them not making a peep. My body begging for me to touch it.

When they were finished they came back in front of me. We both leaned over and I took him back again in my mouth as her mouth covered his balls, feeling every hard thrusting inch invading my mouth hard and fast. Hands roaming everywhere, it was a garden of lust. I found myself back on the bed, my nipples teased unmercifully as he took charge of them biting them, enticing them until they were hard as a rock. Then I closed my eyes and felt the hot wax dripping down on them. It was so hot… he spread my legs again and took me forcefully with his mouth, his hands gripping my thighs on the edge of the bed… my body aching from the pure sensations. I tried sliding up a little and he quickly let me know he was in charge as he grabbed my thighs and held me for his entree. I could hear her feasting again on his cock. Warm sensation after warm sensation filled my body as I shook from the raw enjoyment. He then stood in front of her and me and took two of his fingers, sucking on them quickly and burying them again against my clit. Taking his other hand he sucked his other 2 fingers and found her happy place as well. There we stood as he had us at his fingertips, biting, kissing, touching, feeling every unadulterated passion. My legs grew weak and I leaned over and asked to ride him. He agreed with a smile. He lay on the bed, his body glistened like a perfect sculpture as I mounted him. Taking the head of it I slid it into me enjoying every sweet hard inch as it was buried inside of me. Moving my hips back and forth I felt him tense up and explode like a rocket as my body tensed up and I came with him. Teasing him as he lay there feeling his cock go soft after what seemed an eternity. It was definitely a night to remember. Shortly after I lay in the other bed pretending to fall asleep and I heard the two of them in the bed playing and teasing again. I was peeking until I decided to let them finish this one on their own without an audience

When I left the salon today, my fury with the stylist knew no bounds. She always second-guessed my preferences. There was never anything to be done for it than to argue with her each time I went, and swearing to myself I would find someone else. Today the result was particularly hideous. My only option was to shampoo and start all over and pray that the shower would help drain the anger and frustration from my body. Turning on the water, I began to take off my clothes. After a few moments I realized what the best thing for me would be – a gi-normous orgasm! That was when I began the little trick that always made me hot. It started with me imagining what it would feel like if my pussy could “breathe” -- flexing my muscles inside and out as if I were inhaling and exhaling from my sex. Each respiration was like the spasm when my nipples were touched or my hair was pulled or my pussy was stroked. As the water warmed up, I stood there naked and began to touch myself. The "breathing" movements were palpable and my clit was firm, buried in its soft nest. The water had been warm for a while so I stepped in the shower and let the comfort of it sluice over me. And then the last remnants of the afternoon dissolved when the products in my hair melted. I resumed "breathing," touching myself, letting the relaxing water soak my face, neck, shoulders, down my chest and over my breasts, running like a downspout over my nipples. The feeling was incredible, especially when the deluge pounded directly on my breasts. I adjusted the flow to a very sharp, needle-fine spray; pricking and nibbling against my pink peaks. The water pins almost hurt until I grasped my entire nipple and squeezed firmly ... removing the sting and replacing it with a tremendous pull at my core, elongating my bud, which stood prouder and deeper in color. Next, I lathered a cloth and began to wash the outer areas of my pussy right along the panty line, a quarter of the way down the inside of my thighs and then around to my hips and cheeks. Everything was wonderfully soapy, soft and very lush-feeling. . . almost luxurious. Taking opposite corners of the washcloth, I stretched it and began to run it forwards and backwards from the top of my slit, all the way up between my ass cheeks. So erotic! Nothing went untouched. Back and forth in long, languorous strokes, I played the cloth like a bow across violin strings. Other times I held it firm and glided my body along the taut cloth. Often, the timing or pressure points of these long, sling-like strokes needed adjusting depending on where I wanted the most stimulation. I could cum this way -- but not today. I moved my right foot to the rest I used when I shaved my legs, allowing me to open farther. Pressure could now be placed on one side of my clit and then on the other as the cloth stroked its long journey around and between my legs. My hips started to move against what I was doing for myself. I was very close to cumming, so I stopped, pulled the cloth slowly out from between my legs, and drew it across my clit in one, long slow final stroke. The heat and tension built and rapidly escalated to towering sensations. Beginning in,

around and beneath my clit, the shocks began to flicker. My breathing froze to concentrate on the feelings -- but today I brought myself to the edge and stopped! 

I stood there, continuing to "breathe," abating my orgasm, sighing deeply and calming myself. 

Picking up the shampoo, pouring some into my trembling hands, I began to lather my hair, all the while concentrating on performing my deep "breathing” exercises. I happily finished sudsing my hair, applied and rinsed the conditioner and proceeded to wash the rest of my body – using an exfoliating scrub which left my skin fresh, invigorated and tingling. 

With my foot on the rest, I shaved first my right then my left leg and last my pussy. After lathering, I sailed the careful teasing strokes of the razor along my skin, the crease of my leg and the sides and tops of my outer lips. My fingers trailed behind each path of the blade to make sure no area was missed. Gentle, tantalizing movements, dreaming that my hands belonged to someone else. Exploring, inspecting, probing and pulling my skin, lips, folds, and fingers quickly slipping into my vagina -- making my mouth water with anticipation. Yet again, the shocks and heat began to inch their way to my spine ... pausing, I slowed it down and then re-launched the journey of strange hands discovering me. Sizzle and fire arcing but not connecting ... I wouldn’t allow it and groaned agonizingly to myself. But I knew I did this for the best! Finally, I rinsed -- as slick and smooth as wax on a dance floor, waiting for the music to start so that I could finish what I had begun. 

The shower had two heads in it. One was stationary and adjustable for specific types of water flow, like the needle spray. The other was hand-held with fewer adjustments, but it did have the critical one, pulse. Picking up the hand-held wand, I rinsed myself, then switched the water flow to pulse -- hard pulse. 

The showerhead was a comfortable distance away from my clit as the pulsing stroked me and the water began to work its magic. Every few moments the showerhead had to be moved a bit closer to adjust the intensity of the vibration. Almost immediately I could feel an orgasm building. The arc, lightning and sizzling connections I had disrupted earlier came on full force; based at my core, in my gut and around, over and underneath my clitoris. This release rocketed once quickly to its explosion. My cry was almost painful as it bounced off the tile walls, echoing in my ears. Strangely, I didn't recognize it as my voice but I did not stop.

The water, both soft and hard pressing against me, fucked me repeatedly and my fingers, no longer gentle or a part of me, pounded in and out of my pussy. Pulled onward, I was being immersed in a raging orgasm; one powerful enough to immediately shrink my world. The length and intensity of it were matched by a yet louder, drawn out, wail that came as the symphony overtook me, washing every nerve ending in my body with its long, oscillating wave. 

My head was spinning, thighs trembling and knees weakened from fighting to remain upright. I stood and shook for several lengthy moments with my hand on the shower wall, propping myself up, until I could at least begin to come down. Even then itwas difficult to get my muscles to move to turn off the water. Lurching I grabbed for my towels burying my face in the fragrant softness and stepped out of the shower.

In a slightly swerving, listing gait, I moved to the dressing table bench and carefully lowered myself to sit; allowing my lungs to re-fill while my head hung low. Marveling at the experience, I touched myself once more to see if I was wet from the water itself or from my orgasms. 

So... I sit here now, dry but wet still -- thinking of how my pussy can “breathe,” how that delicious water fucked me and how this is the best solution I have ever found for a bad hair day. 

The air is soft and warm on this perfect summer day. The kind of day spent walking hand in hand, feeling the smooth sand between your bare toes, listening to the rolling waves washing ashore and seagulls in the distance. A day begging to be savored forever.

We awoke before dawn this morning, having planned a special retreat away from the children. Our bags were packed the night before and stowed in the trunk of your little red sportscar. We watched the sunrise as we drove the two hours to our romantic hideaway, stealing secret glances and knowing smiles all the way there.

Our little white cabin sits off a pathway between the sand dunes and tall beachgrass. Just big enough for two, the cabin is light and rustic, decorated with special treasures we had scavenged along the beach. Driftwood, seaglass, bits of bleached coral, pretty seashells and dried sea sponges adorn the tiny cabin. The golden morning light sparkles through the little windows, spreading bits of magical glitter throughout the room.

At last we are alone. We can finally relax and do nothing at all, or everything we dream. No need to drive anywhere because we brought everything we will need for our weekend. So, I decide to open the bottle of Dom Perignon and pour us two glasses. As I'm pouring, I look at you standing in the sunlight and notice your hair has lightened this summer. You look like you did on the day we met. A fresh faced California boy with sun bleached blond hair and a charming, yet shy smile. I fell in love with you the moment I saw you over 20 years ago. My heart jumps a beat as I remember.

You catch me looking at you and smile. I hand you your glass of champagne and we make a toast, "to us". Short and simple and filled with possibilities. The champagne makes my mouth tingle. We sip our glasses until they are empty and I fill them again. My cheeks are rosy and my head is warm and fuzzy from the champagne. I'm feeling sexy and playful.

I decide I'll make the first move and I reach around your neck and pull your mouth to mine. Oh how sweet and warm your mouth feels. I taste the champagne on your tongue. As we kiss, my hands massage your firm ass in your swim trunks. I can feel my desire growing as my thighs become flushed with warmth. Suddenly I separate, reaching for the two towels folded on the breakfast table. I think I'd like to finish this game on the beach. I head toward the door, my breasts jiggling as I skip away in my little pink bikini. You smile with a little spark in your eyes as you run after me.

As I sprint down the pathway, I'm ahead of you, giggling at you to catch me. Your legs are longer and it doesn't take a moment before you race past me, taking the towels and grabbing my bikini top strings, pulling the bow undone as you fly by. The top falls to the sand and my newly bare breasts bounce freely as I run toward you, laughing and breathless. The beach is empty as we head for the waves, my topless body warming in the sunshine. As you reach the shoreline, you quickly unfold the towels, waiting for me to catch up.

I reach you and fall gleefully on the soft white towels you've laid out. "I need some tanning oil, will you rub it on me?" I ask you knowingly. Of course you oblige and pop open the shiny brown bottle of oil that smells like coconuts and pina coladas. "I need some here", pointing to my naked white breasts. You pour a puddle into the palm of your hand, letting the warm oil drip playfully between my breasts. Your strong hands massage the oil over my chest with long, smooth strokes, my nipples begin to harden as you rub in the oil. You pinch my hard nipples between your fingers, making me gasp with delight. Mmmmmmm, rubbing the slippery oil on my nipples makes my pussy wet and tingly. Just then, I look up and notice the outline of your stiff cock through your thin nylon swim trunks. Now it's your turn.

I drizzle some warm oil in my palms and rub my hands together. I reach up the leg of your swim trunks and massage the slippery oil onto your smooth, shaved balls, and up and down your thick shaft, paying special attention to the head. Your cock throbs and fills with a rush of blood as it hardens even more. I gasp as I feel your cock harden, I'm totally aroused. I feel my pussy beginning to pulse as I imagine your long, stiff dick inside me.

You push me down on the towel, pinning my shoulders as you lay above me, a sensual gleam in your eyes makes me blush. Yes, it's exactly what I want. Your oily hand reaches into my bikini bottom and I arch my back with pleasure. My breath quickens as you tickle my clit, and tease my cunt with your fingers, while slipping my bikini bottom off and throwing it in the sand.

I lay there looking up into your dreamy eyes, my naked oiled body shimmering in the sun. You check over your shoulders to scout for movement, but we are completely alone. You pull your swim trunks off and lay them on the towel beside me. Your cock is swollen and rock hard, a delicious sight. "Let's do it in the ocean", I suggest.

Your soft hands wrap around my waist and you pull me up off the towel. I kiss you again, flickering my tongue around your juicy mouth, "Let's go", I say. We hold hands as we run into the warm water, the waves splashing up our legs until the water rushes high on our hips. We walk in deeper until my breasts float upon the water. Our naked bodies are perfectly covered by the ocean.

You grab me tightly and pull my legs up to straddle your hips. I throw my head back into the waves as I slip onto your cock, floating weightless in the soothing current. Oh fuck! It feels so good. I scream with pleasure as you penetrate. Your smooth hands hold me around my waist as you slide my body effortlessly on and off your pulsing rod. Holy shit, your cock feels so good in my pussy, I moan loudly as the waves roll over my body.

I can feel my body starting to climax with each wave that rushes over me, swirling the water over my clit. Oh God, don't stop. You see my wet, hard nipples glisten above the waves in the morning sunlight. Fuck me harder. You feel my pussy tighten and squeeze around your cock as I come close to orgasm. You grip my weightless body and pull me back onto your throbbing dick, thrusting harder and deeper. Fuck me! Fuck me! I scream with pleasure, oh my god! My breath is short and fast as I moan louder.

I pinch my nipples between my fingers and twist them as you ram harder into my pussy. I'm almost there. My hips rock in the waves, you feel my cunt starting to pulsate. Your balls tighten as you hold off blowing your load until I cum. The rim of your head swells with ecstacy, rubbing the inside of my tight, hot cunt. You pull me close against your body. My hips begin to thrust wildly, grinding my clit against your skin. Oh God, I'm coming! I say breathless. You thrust deep inside me as your dick explodes, spewing your hot cum inside. Waves crash over us as our wet bodies rock together in ecstacy.

My head rushes with a delicious warm tingling sensation. I float on the waves, still straddling your cock as it slowly begins to soften. You feel the warm current washing over your balls and listen as the gentle seabreeze whispers our love. A perfect beginning to our romantic weekend alone. I love you, forever and always.

journey of temptation

Tempt me I will show you how far I shall go Take me on a journey of all that you know Teach me I am willing to learn every way Then I will teach you how I like play Love me and lust me lead me on in I shall feed on your offering then travel your skin Take me to a place that I've never been I will show you the real that I often dream Melt me lose me fly me away Tempt me and tempt me then let me play I give back to you a gift of the same A mind blowing memory to always remain Search me then reach me deep inside thrust in the length that I like to ride Grind me and find me hit my core As I cry out your name and beg for more Bend me and fold me lick my sighs as your fingers caress my open thighs Tempt me I will show you how far I shall go Take me on a journey of all that you know

oscar worthy

over and gently lifted her legs onto his shoulders. As he pushed himself against her, Helen reached down and took his erection in her hand and guided it into her. The camera zoomed in, poignantly showing his wife’s hand taking another man’s cock into her. His thrusts were hard but slow at first, almost as if he was allowing her time to get back into rhythm, but then they started to speed up. Jamie watched as Leon placed his hands under his wife’s bottom and realised that this would be it. Leon was gearing himself for one final flurry of pounding her pussy. 

Those final minutes were ones that would be etched in Jamie’s memory for a long time to come. The sudden stepping up of the pace and force of the thrusts; the sounds of the bed creaking in rhythm to the pounding of her bottom into the mattress; the groans, screams and yells of their joint climaxes; and then the sudden silence interspersed with sounds of slow, heavy breathing in the aftermath of lovemaking. Finally, the sight of the lovers lying side by side, exhausted from their coupling. Helen with legs apart and one knee raised; the camera zooming in to her pussy to show Leon’s cum slowly oozing from her, before switching to Leon to show his glistening, half erect cock, spent and fully satisfied.

The screen suddenly went blank, awakening Jamie from his state of oblivion, and then came back to life again. This time Helen was fully dressed and he could see that she was sat in their kitchen. “Well, darling, I don’t know what you made of all that. It was filmed on the night you went to London for the Group board meeting. That will give you some idea when it took place,” she said.

Jamie now knew that it was only two weeks ago.

“I am still seeing Leon, and as I have tried to time your viewing of this while you are away for the night, it’s almost certain that he will be with me while you are watching, as I speak even!”

Jamie could feel his stomach churning again.

“It’s probably not the nicest way of going about things, but you have hurt me with Sandra,” she told him. “Anyway, all this will be something that we will have to sort out when you get back.”

Jamie watched as she got up and moved towards the camera. “Oh, by the way!” she said as she peered into the lens with a smile on her face. “It would be interesting to know just how we compared to all the others you have seen?”

Jamie had to smile as the screen went blank again.

A few moments later he picked up his mobile phone and began to text. With another smile he pressed ‘Send’. 

Yes, despite all, it truly was ‘Worthy of an Oscar!’

Business of Panties

“Hello, Sarah.”

“Hello. Who is this?” I didn’t recognize the male voice.

“My name is Richard. I’m going to make you rich.”

“Oh?” I did kind of like the sound of that.

“Yes, Sarah, quite wealthy. I’ll call you back soon with all the details. Goodbye, Sarah.” With that he hung up.

The call bugged me for days. I wondered how he got my private unlisted number. I wondered what he was talking about with this ‘rich’ business.

He called back a week later.

“Hello, Sarah.”

“Hello, Richard. I recognize your voice now.”

“You can call me Rich if you like. And soon they’ll be calling you rich, Sarah.” He laughed, rather delightfully.

“So what’s up, Rich? Tell me what this is about.”

“Go look in your mail box, Sarah. I’ll call you back soon.” He hung up.

I knew the mailman hadn’t come yet but I ran out to the box anyway. Inside was a large brown envelope with my name printed on it. I opened it. Ten brand new crisp one hundred dollar bills. One thousand dollars. Wow!

He called back the next day.

“Hello, Sarah. How are you?”

“I’m rich, Rich.” I laughed. “Thank you for the money. But what do I have to do in return? Who do I have to kill?” I joked.

“No killing. You don’t have to do much. Just shop. Do you like to shop, Sarah?” “Well…yeah. Of course I do. What should I shop for?”

“Buy some pretty panties.”

“Uh…oh.” This sounded like it was going to get a little too weird but I decided to play along. Richard had a nice voice. I just hoped he wasn’t some wacko. “I…uh…I guess I could do that.”

“Good, Sarah, very good.” He hung up.

The next day he called again.

“Hello, Sarah. Did you buy the pretty panties?”

“Yes, Richard, I did. You name it, I bought it. Fruit of the Loom Fit for Me. I got white and red in each style—briefs, hi-cut, and bikini. Hipster Body by Victoria seamless stretch panties. Imported Tactel microdenier nylon/Lycra spandex. I got three colors—teal, muslim, and glacial blue. Oh, and I bought some Esprit Hawaiiana boy shorts. Every color they had. And I even have half the money left.”

“Good, Sarah, very good. Look in your mail box. If you like what you see, please wear your new pretty panties.” He hung up.

I ran out to the mail box. Another thousand bucks. Wow!

He called back the next day.

“Hello, Sarah. Are you wearing your pretty panties?”

“Yes, Richard, I am.”

“I would like you to masturbate in your panties, Sarah. Then go to the mail box and take what’s in the envelope and put your panties in the envelope.” He hung up before I could reply.

I ran out to the mail box and got the big brown envelope. This time there were twenty one hundred dollar bills. Oh my, this was getting even stranger. But in a way it kind of turned me on. Two thousand dollars for my cummed in panties. I got out my vibrator. But I didn’t put the envelope back in the mail box until that evening, long after the mail man had made his deliveries. 

I looked out my bedroom for hours, watching the mail box. But I fell asleep. The next morning I ran out to the box as soon as I woke up. The envelope was gone.

He called again that afternoon.

“Hello, Sarah. Thank you for the panties. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate this.” 

“Uh…you’re welcome, Richard.” I didn’t know what else to say.

“Sarah, I want to watch you masturbate in your pretty panties.”

“Uh…I don’t know about that, Richard. This is getting a little too crazy for me.”

“Please, Sarah? All youhave to do is pop a tape in and press record.”

“No, Richard, that’s out of the question. I could turn up on the internet and who knows where else. I don’t know you.”

“Would you meet me then, Sarah, so we can discuss this? In a very public place where you’ll feel totally safe. I’m a very nice person. You’ll like me. I’m sure of it. And I’ll make it more than worth your while.”

I’m not exactly sure why I said yes. His voice sounded so sincere. “Okay, Richard. I’ll meet you tomorrow. About two in the afternoon. At the zoo. By the elephants.”

“That would be great!”

“How will I recognize you, Richard?”

“I’ll be the guy with the Red Sox cap. In the wheelchair.”

“Wheelchair?”

“Yes. Unfortunately, my primary mode of transportation.” He hung up.

Richard got there first. I spotted him immediately.

“Hello, Sarah.”

“Hello, Richard.” I offered my hand. He took it the way a gentleman does, with his fingers.

“I’m sorry I can’t stand up to greet you, Sarah.”

“Yes, so I am, Richard.” I took an immediate liking to this guy. Good looking. I would even describe him as cute. Curly black hair and a rather bushy moustache. These incredible green eyes. But I couldn’t tell how tall he was.

“I know where you work, Sarah. I work across the street. I’m an attorney with the Davison firm. I get there early and leave late so you probably never saw me. But I see you going in and out from my window which faces the entrance of your building. Sarah, you an extraordinarily beautiful young woman.”

“Thank you, Richard.” I think I blushed.

“Your long, lovely legs are exquisite, Sarah. Oh my God! That pink miniskirt!”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “I get a lot of compliments on that miniskirt. You wouldn’t believe how I happened to acquire it.”

“I’d love to hear about it, Sarah.”

“We’ll see, Richard.” I certainly did not know him well enough yet to tell him that my girlfriend, Jenny, gave me the miniskirt and matching vest for helping her hook up with a convict.

“I’ll save you the consternation over asking, Sarah. I’m a paraplegic. Auto accident. I received over a million dollars in the settlement which I have invested wisely. That and I earn plenty as a lawyer. Not much to spend my money on. My only living relative is my mother and she is in a nursing home.”

“I’m so sorry, Richard. I’ve had several tragedies in my life, too. You just have to deal with it.”

“Yes, deal with it. I have to deal with the fact that I am unable to have any sort of sexual response. With my penis. It just doesn’t work. Never will, according to all the doctors.”

“I’m so sorry, Richard.”

“But I do have erotic thoughts, Sarah. Fantasies. That’s about all I do have.”

“Nothing wrong with that, Richard. I have a few myself.”

“I’ll just be blunt and come to the point, Sarah. From the moment I saw you in that pink miniskirt I wanted to see what was under it. Call it an extreme obsession, I guess.”

“Richard, I like you already. Just like you said I would. I think we can be friends. You seem totally honest and sincere. I’ll indulge your fantasy. I’ll let you watch me masturbate. And then you can have the panties.” I laughed gaily. “Good thing I wore them today. Sometimes I don’t.”

“Sarah, I can’t tell you how much this means to me. You are such a sweetheart. Thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome, Richard. Your place?”

“Yes. I drive. Hand controls. Please follow my van with your car.”

* * *

“Nice place, Richard!” 

“Thank you, Sarah.”

“Would you like a glass of wine or something. To help you relax. Get in the mood.”

“No thanks, I’m fine, Richard. I’m already in the mood. The thought of what I’m about to do is rather…uh…stimulating. Weird, but stimulating. I can’t wait to use my fingers. I was ready back there at the zoo. Bet your glad I had the willpower not to do myself in the car and wait until I got here.” I laughed.

“Yes, I am very, very glad, Sarah.”

I started with my blouse. Then the bra.

“You have incredible breasts, Sarah!”

“Would you like to touch them, Richard?”

“Yes, I would, Sarah, very much.”

He fondled them gently and became fascinated by the tips of my nipples as they got erect.

“You can kiss them, Richard. Lick them. Whatever you wish. Breastfeed if you like.” I giggled.

“Thank you, Sarah.”

After about five minutes of that I pulled away. “I’m hot, Richard. I’m ready.”

“You are way beyond hot, Sarah. You are so beautiful.”

I slipped off the skirt, stockings, and shoes. Only my panties remained. I pulled them down far enough that he could see my pussy.

“Lovely, Sarah, just lovely. Your little patch of hair down there is so red. Like that on your pretty head. Would you like to sit down while you do it.”

“No, Richard, standing is fine. You’ll be able to see better.”

I spread my legs and bent my knees slightly and began.

“Would you like me to tell you how much I want to make love to you, Sarah? If only I could?”

“Yes, please do, Richard. Please make it romantic. Not just sex.” He did make it romantic. Very romantic. Stimulating even.

Rolling, rolling, rolling. I placed my thumb and forefinger of my right hand around my clit and started off with a slow gentle roll and then gradually picked up the pace. Then when I got really hot from this and Richard’s story I inserted the index and middle fingers of my left hand in my pussy and began to thrust, simulating intercourse.

“Sarah, do you think…uh…you could make believe that…it’s…uh…me…uh…”

“Oh, Richard,” I moaned, “you are inside me now, my lover. We are going to cum together…ohh…ahh. Yes, Richard, like that. I’m…uh…ohh…ahh…so close. Yes! Yes! Cum, Richard, cum now! Yes! Yes! Oh, yes!” I squeezed my thighs together tightly with my fingers still inside me as I experienced a great orgasm. When I came I made sure I got as much juice in the panties as possible. Then I pulled them all the way off. “Here you go, Richard.”

“Thank you so much, Sarah. You have made my dreams come true.”

“My pleasure, Richard. My pleasure, indeed.” We both laughed. “You know, Richard, I think I could come again. In fact, I’m sure of it. Would you like to…uh…uh…”

“Perform cunnilingus?”

“Well, that’s not what I had been thinking about. But now that you mention it, would you like to, Richard?”

“I’d love to, Sarah. More than you can possibly imagine. I have performed cunnilingus. But not for years. Not since the accident. I was engaged at the time but she broke it off. I don’t really blame her. She wanted a family. Unfortunately, I could not accommodate her. I hope I remember how to do it.”

“I’m sure you will, Richard. If not, I’ll help you.” I giggled. “Now, how do you want to do this?”

“My wheelchair goes up and down. Please come over here, Sarah.” I did. “Sarah, would you mind if I kissed you first?”

“No, of course not, Richard. Can I sit on your lap? Would that hurt you or be uncomfortable?”

“No, not at all, Sarah.”

I sat in his lap and we kissed. Good kisser. Then he began to tickle my ear with his tongue and nibble my neck. Geez! He was driving me crazy. My hand fell to my lap and I began to finger myself again.

“No, Sarah, let me, please.”

I did let him. I stood again. He adjusted his wheelchair to just the right position.

“Come close, Sarah.”

I did. He put his tongue inside me. No, Richard hadn’t forgotten. He knew exactly what to do. But he paused momentarily just as I was getting close.

“Sarah?”

“What, Richard? Please don’t stop. You have me on the edge. Real close.”

“Would you talk dirty? Not like before. Real dirty. Would you say ‘fuck me, Richard’ and stuff like that?”

“Uh…I don’t know, Richard. I don’t like to use that word.”

“Please?”

“Oh, okay. But remember this is the exception to the rule. That word is not in my vocabulary. Unladylike.” I would have said anything to get him to put his tongue back inside me.

“And you are quite the lady. A beautiful, extraordinary, sensual, sexy…”

“Okay, Richard, okay. Fuck me, Richard!” He began to eat me again. Really good. But then he stopped.

“Sarah, do you mind if I turn on my camcorder?” 

“Oh go ahead. Promise this is just for your own personal use?” 

Richard nodded. At this point the only thing I cared about was having his tongue back inside me. He turned on the camera. And he went back to giving me a magnificent moustache ride.

“Fuck me, Richard! Give it to me! I want your big cock. Hard, honey! Yes, like that, Richard. Oh, Richard. Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Oh…fuck…ahh…fuck…fuck, fuck, fuck. Fuck!” And then I lost it. Richard held my clit with his lips as I quivered and shivered spasmodically. Finally I had to pull his head away. He didn’t seem to want to let go.

“That was simply glorious, Sarah.”

“Yes, it sure was!” I agreed.

“Do you think we could do that again, Sarah? Do you think you can cum again?”

I nodded. “Guess what, Richard.”

“What, Sarah?”

“I can squirt.”

“Squirt?”

“Yes, I’ll show you. You’ll have to stimulate my G-spot. I’ll teach you. It’s best to do it just after I’ve had a clitoral orgasm. My G-spot is easier to find then. Like now.”

“I’d love to help you squirt, Sarah.”

“Well, let’s get started! I explained “everything you need to know about the G-spot” to Richard. He learned the lesson very, very well.

He read the expression on my face. “You really like this, don’t you, Sarah. You love it. You’re going to squirt soon, baby. C’mon, squirt. Squirt, squirt, squirt!”

“Ahh, Richard. This is good. This is good. It’s going to happen real soon here. I can tell. I feel like I have to pee. But it’s not urine. It’s a different kind of joy juice.”

“Sarah, would you do me one more little favor?”

“What, Richard?”

“I have fresh panties. Brand new. Would you squirt in the panties? And in my face?”

“Okay, why not. I’ve done just about everything else. Where are they?” He told me. I ran and fetched the black and red panties and put them on.

“Do my G-spot just a little more, Richard. Then I’m sure I’ll squirt.” He put his hands inside the panties.

“Oh yes, Richard! Yes! Fuck me, Richard!” He didn’t have to ask me to use that word again.

“Oh, you like that, do you?”

“Fuck me! Oh yes, Richard! Now…now…I’m…uh…fuck…fuck…fuck…”

I gushed on his hand inside me. And then I removed his hand and slipped the panties down slightly. “Again…fuck…again…fuck…fuck…oh yeah…oh yeah. Yes! Yes!” I squirted right in his face. His expression made me laugh. He looked so happy.

* * * 

I brought some of my girlfriends over to meet Richard. They were so crazy about him.