Firsttime76034's blog: "Stories"

Are you sure you really want to fuck me? We could make omelettes, put together a puzzle, watch "Are you smarter than a 5th grader?". OR, we could slowly start undressing until I cannot stand it anymore and grab you and toss you on the bed. No pretext, mouth clamped to yours, fingers sliding in and out of you. Hook me fingers up and rub back and forth over your G spot. Speed increasing as I suck one of your nipples between my teeth and bite down gently. With my other hand I reach up and clamp the restraints onto each wrist so your hands are stretched above you and your fingers dig into the leather. I bring my hand down to tweak your nipples while I move down to slide my tongue lightly over your clit while my fingers continue to stroke deeply in and out of you. I lick back and forth from your clit to your ass and back up. My other finger teases your ass, slowly sliding in and slipping back and forth at random intervals opposite to the tongue and fingers banging your pussy. Your hips rise up, trying to get more of my tongue into you. You start humping up and down, unable to control your hips while I continue to attack. All at once, you stop and your thighs tremble just before you bottom out and start jerking back and forth as your orgasm comes over you in waves. All I can do is hang on while you buck back and forth. After that major orgasm and a couple of aftershocks you collapse. I lift your legs around my hips and slowly tease you with the head of my cock back and forth over your clit. You suddenly tighten your legs and pull me deeply into you. I pull back and you again pull me in. I start slamming back and forth, trying to drive into you as deeply as possible. Your legs slip over my shoulders and I grab your thighs and shift up so I am driving into you from above. My thrusts become eratic and you can tell I am close to cumming. You feel the first prespasm and you start around the bend, begging me to rub your clit, as your hands are still over your head. I rub your clit for about a dozen strokes and then I pull out and spray cum from your hair to your belly and you jerk with your own orgasm. I crawl up and kiss you and ask if you want to be undone. You say no, you feel safe and the cum over your body is so warm and wet. I put a pillow under your head and hold you while we both slip off to sleep.........

We decided to go to the carnival on the boardwalk to enjoy the day. We road the rides, ate the funnel cakes, got our weight guesses, saw the sideshows and then I wanted to win you a bear form the Strongest Man game. I take my first crack at and get it up halfway. Jeers from the Carney man and a smile from you. The wind picks up as I take my second swing. Bang, almost to the top. More cheers and jeer, and One last BIG swing. PING! I got you the biggest bear. By now the winds are moving and the sky has darkened. We were in the back of the boardwalk, about a mile from our car. We started walking, my shirt up like a tent over us. We mane it about a 3rd of the way when the storm increased intensity. I looked over and there is a space between 2 closed attractions with a cover. I stear you into the area, which is tight for you me and the bear. You are shivering, so I wrap my arms around you to warm you up. As I do, my hand grazes over your breast. Your nipple is erect, from rubbing and the clod. You are wearing a white tube top and a short red skirt. Several times during the day, the skirt has ridden up and I saw your tiny panties. You grab my hand, look around, and then place it on your breast. The left gets the right breast, hands across for warmth. You also feel my erection start to grow so you move back into it. I am lightly pinching your nipples and grinding into your ass. I bend down and start to do one of your favorite things, licking and sucking on your neck and ears. I work both sides of you until you are moaning. I let go of your tit long enough to reach under your skirt and feel the wet red panties. I slide my fingers along the fabric and being amazed that you are so hot and wet. It is almost running down your leg. At the same time, you have reached up and pulled your tit out of your tube top and are squeezing it, milking it toward the end. I take the other one out and wrap the nipple around my finger, gently. You are trying your best to get me excited with your free hand, all the while we are kissing hungrily. You have managed to unzip my jeans and now I think I understand you being insistent on me going without underwear. You have stroked me hard and your pussy is soaking wet. You lean against the wall in front of us with the bear as cushion. There is a short bench and you put your foot up on it. You are now at the perfect height. I slide in behind you, pull your panties to one side and run my tip up and down your pussy, getting it good and wet. You can not stand it any more, so as my cock reached the right height you slide back completely on it. The excitement of the heat between us and the risk of exposure puts our sex drive into overdrive. We slam our bodies together racing for the finish. You go over the edge first, the orgasm crashing over you, making all of you vibrate. As you are coming down, I lift you up and turn you around. Then back up with your arms over my shoulders and your legs around my back. I slip you down onto me and start bouncing you up and down and you tighten your legs and really bear down on me. In about 5 minutes of wild fucking, I am ready to go over the edge. A few more strokes and I pull you in thigh. Your pussy starts pulsing on my cock and we both explode as one. As we come back to reality, I look around and see a lady in the shadows on the other side of the street with her fingers between her legs and head back. She starts to jerk and then slumps against the wall. As you and I are straightening our clothes and hair, she slips across the street. She hands you something, whispers something and is gone. You look down and it is her panties, with her name and phone number written on it. Also, Call me tonight! We smile, and walk out into the sprinkles, refreshed. Holding hands, we walk out to our car. I let you in and go around. By the time I am sitting down, you have your phone out and I hear, Hi Hanna…..

Cuffs The last click of the metal cuffs caused her to sigh and relax. It had been a long hard week and it was now time to enjoy. The glass of wine, dim lights and release of control were all working on her to caues her to start to get wet. What did he have in store for her tonight? This is the next step form theit blindfold play. She had come home and found the note, glass of wine and the cuffs as she walked in the door. The note had said, take all of your clothes off, drink the wine, bring the cuffs and come into the bedroom. She fpllowed the directions to the letter. When she came into the bedroom, the lights were dim, the candles were lit, her favorite music was playing and he was ready. She started to speak and saw his stern look. She stopped trying to speak and walked over to the bed. There was a length of rope secured to the headboard. He told her to lie on the bed face down and stretch out her arms above her head. She did and he looped the cuffs through the roap and click, they were on. He then reached into the drawer and pulled out some oil. He straddled her back and started a massage. She sunk into the bed as he worked out the knots in her back and legs. He teased her, brushing her lower lips, but never lingering. The wen on for a long time, she could feel his hardness through the robe he wore. He reached into the drawer again. She felt the familar touch of her favorite vibrator as it touched her lips. He turned it on low and placed it over her sweet spot. She sunk deeper into herself as the low vibrations started working on her. He whispered, enjoy it and then we shall play. He went and sat in the chair to watch her orgasm. She knew it would be a short trip, they had not played in days. In just a few minutes, she felt the start of her first O. Her hips started grinding on the vibrator, yes it was here. She moaned as the waves washed over her. She did not hear him come over. She felt him lift her and insert the pillow under her stomach. He then knelt on the bed. This was not to be sweet and sensual any more. He leaned into her and she felt the head of his cock slide in as her orgasm subsided. He started slowly pushing into her cunt, and she started grinding her hips. I want you deep inside me, fuck me hard. She did not see it coming. Pop, he slapped her ass. "Do not speak." The slap echoed through her all the way to her clit. He Stoped thrustine and he ground her hips back, trying to get him to start again. Pop, another slap. The same echo, she wanted to scream "I'm so close, Fuck me!!". But she lay still. Agony, she needed him to fuck her hard. Then, he slammed into her and fucked her harder than he ever had. Three thrusts and she started cumming uncontrollably. A minute later he joined her. He collapsed onto her back and lay there, spent. A few minutes (or hours later, who can tell) he pulls out of her. Looks down and sees her sleeping, a content smile on her face. He pulls the blankest up, and lays down also. The smell of candles and sex lingers in the air. She will wake soon and they will play more. She sleeps, his cuffed princess.

I went out to dinner with a new girlfriend last night. I wanted to show her a good time, and forget about you. We went to a new, hip restaurant because I wanted to impress her. We got our table and I sat looking at the bar. I ordered a drink and her some wine. Appetizers and we started small talk. I am hoping this will lead to bed, but not completely. The wound of you leaving me is still fresh. I screwed up, but not with someone else. I let you down, was not there to support you. Too wrapped up in my own shit. I tried to make it up to you, but were hurt. As my dinner companion talked, I looked at the bar. Oh my god, there you are. Looking at me, staring really. Just sitting calmly, staring. My world crashes inward. What do I do? I try to continue the conversation, but have lost the thread. I look up again, you are gone. Was it a dream? I order another drink and excuse myself to the bathroom. My hands are sweaty and I am light headed. Did you really see me? As I enter the bathroom, I feel a hand on my shoulder. I turn, there you are. I am speechless. I try to talk, you cover my lips with a finger. You push me into the bathroom, there is no one there. You lead me by the hand, I follow like a puppy. I am in your grasp. You take me into a large stall, the door goes from floor to ceiling. You close the door, and turn to me. “I missed you, I did not realize how much until I saw you her with her”. “I stammer out an explanation. You just shake your head “I know you are not into her, I can see it in your eyes. I need you back with me, Now.” I nod dumbly, can this really be. I may get to return to you. You come over to me and grab me by the hair. “If you heart me again, you will never see me again”. Then you kiss me. A deep, longing kiss that reaches down to my toes. I reach for you and you melt into my arms. The kiss becomes more heated. Longing from the weeks apart leaps to the surface. I slide my hand down and cup your ass. You moan against my lips. You push harder into me. I reach under your skirt, you are so wet. A few strokes is all it takes and you strain against your crashing orgasm. You push me down on the bench in the stall, and rip off my belt. You reach into my pants and pull out my cock. It its straining to be stroked. You lick your lips and take me into your mouth. Long slow deep sucking, your specialty. You look deep in my eyes, telling me with your eyes “This is all mine, no one else’s. After a few minutes, bringing me to the brink, you turn around and slide your hot box down over my shaft. You try not to make a noise, in case someone hears. You slide up and down on my cock, from tip to base. I take charge at this point, Picking you up and putting you on the bench. This is not going to be making love, or sex. It is raw, animal fucking. I take you from behind. Pounding into you with all the force I can muster. Hard, fast strokes. You take up a slow, guttural moan as you slam back against me. You clench up, the mother of all orgasms. You have such a grip on my cock, you milk it. I shoot hot streams of sperm deep into your pussy. You have a grip on my arm with your teeth to keep from screaming. We both collapse onto the bench, spent. I look over at you, still not believing my luck. Can we really be back together? I dare not ask so as not to wake up from the dream. You slowly stand up, and straighten out your clothes. I silently do the same. What next? I dare not ask. You take me by the hand and lead me out into the Restaurant. Oh DAMN, the girl. What do I do now? You take me straight to the table. The girl looks up and smiles. “Hi Paige, mission complete?” she asks. “Mission complete”, you reply. “Did you eat yet?”. She nods. “Well then, I will be on my way. Thanks for dinner, Chuck. You are a lucky man!” And with that, she gets up, kisses you and me and heads for the door. You look at me “Yes, I set you up. But I waned to see how you reacted to a beautiful girl. You reacted as I hoped, with no passion. I knew then I wanted you back. Now pay the bill and lets go back to your place. I need to feel your hard rod deep in me all night, every night” I throw money on the table, who cares how much, I have you back.

Masks We all wear masks. The world sees us in different ways. The devoted mother, the hard working father. The playboy. The face we want to project. Now we are at a party wearing masks to allow our true identity to show. I am wearing a business suit, Charcoal Grey, purple tie. And a white mask. Plain, white it can represent everything or nothing. I think it means that I am open to anything. I wander the party, drink in hand. Not many people are talking, the dance is just beginning. A few ladies, in garish masks try to catch my attention, but they cannot hold it. I am looking for something special, a certain grace. I am not interested in exercising my lust, it is in check. I need a different connection, one of the mind. The time drifts by, I am in no hurry. I am at peace and on the hunt. I turn the corner into an intimate seating area and take a seat on a couch. I tilt my head back to relax and listen to the music. A few minutes pass and a incredibly light touch brushes my face. I do not open my eyes, but a slow smile creases my face. A whisper, almost a caress. So as not to break the moment, I do not say anything. She straddles my lap. Her mask covers her eyes and looks like something form Mardi Gras. Purple, Gold and sequins, telling much. She does not normally do these things, but is letting go the rush of exposure. She wastes no time, dropping to her knees. She unzips me and pulls my thickening cock from it’s confines. She looks up and then swallows it to the base. One quick movement, she takes all while looking me in the eye. Slow deep strokes. After it is erect, she stands and again straddles my lap. She sits on the tip of my cock and starts to insert me into her. Though wet, it is a tight agonizing trip to the base, She works up and down, slowly engulfing my manhood. She starts the rhythm, when I try to assist, she stops me. This is her moment, she is in control. After a few minutes, she starts to move faster and more erratically up and down my cock. Full up and down body slams. She whispers, ”I’m cumming. Will you join me?” I grunt in return and then it hits us both. She screams and I growl as our mutual orgasm hits. She falls over with her head on my shoulder. I wrap my arms around her and hold her while she finishes and recovers. She nods off on my shoulder for a minute, with us still fully entwined. She stretches and then leans over and kisses my mask. Deep purple kiss on a white mask. That is a fitting mark for this encounter. She stands up, kisses me and leaves. Nothing else need be said. I sit for a while, savoring the moment. I get up, go to my car and drive home. As I enter the house, I notice a Mardi Gras mask. I place mine beside it, and climb into bed with my sleeping lady. Nothing else need be said.