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limit to our love

Thursday, May 21, 2009

It's become apparent that the more we fuck, the more I need to fuck. So our extended weekends Friday through Monday tend to leave me with the midweek horny blues. Fortunately, I tend to get serious work done and getting off alone is usually a 2-3 minute task. This weekend, we went a little overboard.

I am happy to say that I broke his dick. The same happened to me a few months ago when fucking felt like he was trying to light a match with my cunt. Our orgasms vary and he is definitely the only guy I have ever enjoyed getting off in front of. And it actually becomes a completely different type of orgasm though I am getting off manually. In his presence it becomes heavier and at that instant, I grab him and that skin-on-skin contact takes me completely off the edge.

Coming hard means fucking hard and we're very good at that. Squirting is a regular nuisance and we fucked this weekend until he was raw. I'm not sure if it was just dried Zoey marinade, but the velvet skin on his dick became flakier and I just wanted to suck on an ice cube to soothe it.

It's been a couple of days so hopefully it's all good because I have a completely insatiable sexual appetite.

splish-splash: too hot for the hot tub.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Last night at around 11pm, the weather was simply perfect. I have been itching to take the Mr. out to the pool where we can fool around. The last time I invited a girl over, the hot tub was the place to go and things got very "Wild Things". This time, it was more difficult to get the hot tub all to ourselves but I was determined to outlast the other couple who were probably waiting for us to leave.

We poured some wine and I was already trying to feel up his crotch only to be confused with the patch of Velcro. I'd pop out of the pool and the wetness on my skin would glisten from the subtle nighttime lighting. I couldn't help but admire my cleavage and how amazing my tits looked, my nipples almost popping out to reveal too much.

When the other couple finally left, I immediately started straddling my man. I was already boiling up and since I'm very much the instant gratification type, I started going for what I wanted. He sat up which granted me full access to his hard cock. Though it tasted like chlorine, after a few saliva-infused strokes, I was gagging and choking on his cock.

I felt his grip on my wet hair as he'd shove me down on his cock. I don't know where the moon was or where the fucking stars were... it was just me and him and I wanted to get fucked.

I traded positions with him and gracefully bent myself over, my pussy exposed and glistening wet. I felt the tip of his cock graze over my cunt and I just begged to get pounded. Splish-splash, he was pumping his hard cock deep and hard. I was gripping the edge of the jacuzzi, fucking back and moaning out loud until I came all over his cock. That was just the beginning.

I got up to dry off so we could head back to my place and fuck more comfortably. But no, he wouldn't let me. Instead, he creeped his fingers down to my cunt, rubbing it fiercely and shoved his fingers in deep. I raised on leg and started riding his fingers standing until I gushed all over them. Granted, the floor was already wet from us getting out of the pool, but some of that was all me. And that's not the end of it yet.

We definitely needed more fucking so we headed over to another corner where there were tables and chairs. I bent over and before I could turn my head around, he was already shoving his cock in deep. I gasped out loud and he started gripping my neck, grabbing it and ramming me harder and harder. I felt myself gush all over his cock and my legs were so shaky that I couldn't keep standing. I looked at the floor and smiled at the work he did. Now it was his turn.

I quickly swallowed his cock whole in my mouth. Gagging and choking as I looked up at him calling me a dirty little slut. He grabbed his cock from me and started jerking off over my face while I licked his balls. I knew he was ready to come and so I started begging for it. I felt the first spray hit my lips and I quickly licked it off only to feel another shot hit my cheek. Then the roof of my mouth, my neck, across my face. Then a last savory drop on my lips as I licked it clean. Mmm.

Now that's a great Friday night.

unicorn-hunting

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

We found ourselves trapped in a vanilla situation when we found our first wild unicorn. A unicorn is a single female who wants to fuck us. I don't know how it happens, but it's surely magical. So when we go out on a date, we usually scope out the lonesome single girl who is stuck with a group of co-workers and wants to GTFO. With real life commitments, real desire to spend alone time, swinger socializing, it's hard to be at the right place at the right time to find a wild unicorn.

We have two hopeful potentials...

1) The Japanese Girl - She works at a sushi restaurant in Newport Beach and we're trying to remember which one it is. This is a pricey endeavor as I cannot go into a sushi restaurant without getting a belly full of fish, some Kirin, and a side of Cold Soba Noodles.

2) The Korean Girl - I was out with the boys, sans my main man, and I was trying to lose them and take her home. At one point, she grabbed my tits and noticed I had piercings which she then showed everyone in the vicinity. She bought me a shot and I still "owe" her one, along with a groping.

It's a tough game especially since I do not have the patience to make friends with these girls and essentially bait and switch them into having sex with me and my boyfriend. I'm not sure what the etiquette is. At least from our swinging experience, we're straight forward and people get naked pretty fast. But I would think that a single girl would much rather go home with a couple than with a single dude if she wanted to get laid.

life's pleasures

Saturday, May 09, 2009

Drive to the beach: 10 minutes
Dinner at a sushi bar: $45
Round of drinks at the local bar: $15
Hitting up our favorite lounge in the area with a retractable roof (smoker's heaven) for some signature french fries, lychee martinis, and more alcohol: $80
Going home and fucking the shit out of each other: priceless.

I think I have bruises, love bruises. Sometimes, I just wish we can fast forward a little. Finish school by December, work hard to play hard, make money to spend money, travel the world, write, drink, fuck, live.

Part of my fantasies have come true, now let's make the rest happen.