Crazy slut

Years ago I was going to blow my load on this girl's face and she said not to get it in her eyes because it stings like crazy. Now I'm married to that same woman and she must have forgotten what she said because she claims that nobody else has ever cum on her face. 

I think about this a lot. What other lies?

Crazy ass (19yo)

I recently met with an elderly lady, a friend of my neighbor. The old lady mentioned that she felt like driving hard, but she was lonely and a bit shy. The neighbor introduced us and I have to admit that it was intensely crazy! After entering the house of a filigree lady with big tits and a small talk that lasted a few minutes, the lady took off everything and reached into my shorts (shy, sure!) With a quick movement she pulled out my cock and violently pulled back the foreskin until it hurt me. At the same time, my cock became stiff as wood. My "shy" mistress began to give me a blowjob, and quite hard, too. She bit my glans and teased the frenulum. It hurt like hell but after a few moments I gushed cum on her tits! I hadn't had that kind of action before. She licked the cum off greedily and began to mash my glans up and down with two fingers - it hurt a little, but I also quickly exploded with cum! Was I moving into the SM position? I enjoyed it very much :D

Sometimes on the weekends I like to get a hotel room a couple hours away from home, so I wouldn’t run into anyone I’d recognize, and act like a slut “asking for it.”
For reference I’m a white woman in my 20s, 5ft 5 125 lbs and 34DD-27-36.

This weekend I plan to go to a beach town and hang out on the beach then put a white dress over my wet bathing suit when I hang out at bars around the beach. It’ll be subtle enough where I don’t look like a complete crazy woman but also teasing the men there. I’ll also back and forth to my hotel room / back out to beach or bars. I love the thrill and excitement that I’m being watched and possibly followed. 

I need this girl so bad. She drives me crazy. Imagine what you could do to her body. 

Ig no one here wants to give me my last night of crazy fun before I have to be a good wife n try not to cheat 

I dated sisters. Not at the same time and not together, but once upon a time, I dated sisters.

The first, Anna, was a wildcat. I met her at a bar and when we got to her place she had her clothes half off before the door was closed. She was tiny. Maybe 5’2” and a hundred pounds. Slim, boyish hips, A cups. All kinds of pale, she was also a redhead. Both of them were. Bright, carrot-top orange, redheads. Anna kept her lower pelt shaved so I never got to see her in her full glory.

There was little that she didn’t find to be a turn on. The first time I tucked a couple of fingers into her backside, I swear she purred.

She was also one of the crazy ones. Fist fight crazy. We were at that same bar a few nights later and when someone she didn’t like tried to flirt with me on the dance floor. Anna hit her. Right in the face. Had nothing to do with me, really. She just didn’t want her evening interrupted by someone hitting on her date.

We weren’t together long. It was more of a fling than anything. But during that time I met her family. Parents, who didn’t like me, a younger brother, Will, who was a very strange young man, and a younger sister, Honey. I didn’t pay much attention to the younger siblings. The brother was in junior high and the sister was a senior in high school. I was five years older than the sister and all I remember of her at that time was the red hair and that she dressed like her mom. Baggy sweatshirts, farm-girl, high-waisted mom jeans, and athletic shoes. Oh, and glasses. If she wasn’t a farm kid, I believe she would have been a complete geek.

I knew a family that had a son that took Honey to the senior prom that year. She asked him, he was already out of school, and he went, figuring he’d get to party with the kids and have a great time. When they got to the post-prom and he found that his date wasn’t going to drink with him, she didn’t drink, and had no interest in ‘getting down’, I remember him using that phrase, he took her home and spent the night with someone else.

I moved away and then back again a couple of years later and started working at a local manufacturing plant. Honey was home from college that summer and a kid I worked with was seeing her casually. Same story. No dice at all. No kissing, no skinny-dipping with the rest of us, nothing. A very ‘good girl’. They didn’t go out long. Nothing like her sister, who was dating a woman at that time, much to the shock of that part of Kansas in the 80s.

I saw her around town and said, “Hi,” when I did. We were friendly in that ‘I don’t know you very well but I can’t get away without saying hello’ sort of way.

One evening I was at the Pizza Hut and Honey came in with a guy I’d seen but didn’t know well other than his name. He wasn’t originally from Smith County but he was well settled there at the time. What little I knew of him, I didn’t like.

I was still there the next summer when she came home from college again and one evening I was gassing up at the Pump N Pantry when she came storming out of the store and hopped into my car. She was obviously angry.

“Honey? You okay?”
“Can you take me home, Val?”
‘Sure.”

She’d been keeping an eye on the store and she saw him before he saw her. She dropped to the seat. He walked over to his car, which they had arrived in and looked in. Then he scanned the parking lot. Then he shouted at me, “Hey, Val!” it’s small town so it was no surprise he knew my name. “you seen Honey?”

“She came out took off running toward downtown!”

His trailer was on the way to downtown. Anna’s house was on the way to downtown. And she knew a lot of people, having gone to school there, some of whom were between the Pump N Pantry, and downtown. She could, quite literally, be almost anywhere.

“Shit! Thanks!” He spun the tires leaving the parking lot.

I finished pumping the gas, paid, you had to go in to pay back then. It was before debit cards. She was still laying in the seat when I came back out.

“You okay?”
“Yeah. Yeah. You know Donell, right?”
“Yeah, oh yeah, I know Donell.” Like a few of the other young men around town, I’d could say I ‘knew’ Donell. Weird nipples, a gaping pussy built for two, and a voracious appetite for sex. Every town has one or two of ‘em. Ours was Donell. The only person I knew for sure hadn’t been with her was Honey.

“She’s in there. Walked right up to Rick, rubbed his . . . his crotch, and said, Should I wait up for you? Gave him a kiss! Right in front of me!”

“Not to be rude or anything but were you going to spend the night with him?” Honey was a good girl. I’d never heard so much as a peep about her, other than that she didn’t put out and did so much as fool around. So imagine my surprise.

“Yes. Yes. I was. I was supposed to spend the night with him tonight.”

I laughed and she looked at me with a hurt look in her eyes.

“What/“
“Oh, I don’t know. That just isn’t what I know about you. That’s all. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.”
“I know what people say about me. Prude and all that. I’m not like my sister. You know how she is.”
“I certainly do.”
“Yeah. I forgot. That’s how we met, isn’t it.”
“It is. So. Where am I taking you? Your folks still live on the farm?”
“They do. But I hadn’t planned on being home tonight and I don’t want to be. You have plans?
“Nah. Maybe a couple of beers, see what’s on HBO, maybe fire up the grill.”
“You don’t live here, do you?”
“No. I live in Kensington.”
“Mind if I tag along?”
“Sure, I don’t see why not.”

She still dressed like her mom, even in the Kansas summer. So about a movie into our evening, she asked if I’d mind if she took off her sweatshirt.

“You’re a big girl. That’s entirely up to you..”

She stood up and skinned off her college logoed sweatshirt and revealed a thin, white t-shirt with the same logo.

“K-State, hun?”
“Yup.”

Her sister was tiny and petite. Honey was not. At 5’8” or 9 she was a head taller than her sister. And where her sister was all A cup, Honey was easily C. And I couldn’t help but keep glancing as she was obviously bra-less.

“What?”
“No. I’m sorry. I’m a guy. It’s what we do.”
“I know. Mike loves ‘em.”
“Mike?”
“Mike. I guy I know in college.”
“Know? I thought you were seeing Rick?”
“I am. But being so far from home and not having someone to spend time with gets kinda lonely. So yeah, Mike.”
“So you have two boyfriends?”
“No. Just the one. Mike’s not a boyfriend. Rick might not be either, after tonight. Damn it. And I was going to sleep with him.”
“You were?”
“Sure. I sleep with Mike, why not with Rick?”
“Wait! What? You? You’re . . .”
She laughed again.
“Why were you so upset about Donell?”
“She’s a bitch. You know that.”
I did, in fact know that. She was not a nice person. She was just easy to get naked. I’d considered calling her that night myself. Which I mentioned.
“Yeah. Doesn’t stop me from calling her every so often.”
“Really? What the heck for?”
“Same reason the other guys do. She fucks.”
“Really? What’s that like? I mean, what’s she like? Does she do everything everyone says she does?”
“Well, no. It’s funny. She’ll let herself be sandwiched,”
“Sandwiched?”
“Yeah. One guy in the front, one in the rear.”
“OH! I would never do that. No butt stuff for this girl.”
“Everyone has limits.”
“She will, though, butt stuff. Maybe that’s why she’s so popular. But she won’t give a blowjob. Absolutely refuses. I think somebody peed in her mouth once.”
Once again she laughed. “Poor girl. Even I do that. Blowjobs. Not the pee.”
I was shocked. “You do? But you don’t do any of that.”
“Not this close to home I don’t. My folks pay for my college. If they thought I wasn’t the good girl they raised me to be, it’d hurt their feelings. I don’t want to do that. So I don’t do anything like that this close to home. Tonight would have been the first time. Rick keeps saying he loves me. Something’s always feel off so I haven’t gotten to close to hm. I finally believed him. Glad I found out before he got my pants off.”
“You? Little Miss Goody Two Shoes? You take your pants off with guys?”
“Yeah. And with one girl. Had to try it to see if I liked it.”
“Did you?”
“Meh. It was okay. Nothing I’m going to write home about. Obviously. You look shocked.”
“I kinda am.”
“So, I had plans for the evening. Now I don’t. You didn’t have plans, now you do. You gonna ask?”
“Ask what?”
“If I’ll take my pants off.”
“Would you like to take your pants off?”
“I thought you’d never ask.

My goodness. She was everything her sister wasn’t. The pants came off first and she was wearing this lovely pair of pink satin bikini panties. Then the t-shirt. Magnificent. No sag. C-cup. Lovely, lovely, pink nipples. A splash of freckles across her upper chest. Just a little bit of a pooch of her belly. Just enough to make her look real instead of perfect. Her hips weren’t wide, but they weren’t boyish like her sister’s. They were definitely a woman’s hips. And right there, after she dropped those panties, at their juncture, the loveliest patch of carrot orange hair. It wasn’t thin or narrow, this was a bush.

“Rick is a moron.”
“Excuse me?”
“I’ve seen you both naked now and you and Donell do not compare. You can stand there naked any time you want.”
“But if I stand here, I can’t do this.”
“Do what?”

She knelt in front of me and parted my thighs so she could lean in. She unzipped my jeans and said, “Lift up.”

I did and she tugged my jeans and shorts down to my bare feet. I was glad I had showered before I ran into town. I’d worked that day and I didn’t want her to have to deal with that.

One hand grasped my shaft and gave it a couple of strokes. She made eye contact with me, cupped my balls with the other hand, and with a smile she leaned in and flicked my glans with her tongue.

I’ve had a lot of blowjobs in my life, man and boy, and while she may not have been the absolute ultimate best, and she was up there on the list, she was the most enthusiastic. Hands down. Flicking, licking, engulfing. She had obviously had practice and she enjoyed what she was doing. As my hips began to hump and my breath got short, she leaned up and said, “Tell me,” and began to stroke harder and faster.

“Honey! I’m telling you. Gonna cum!”

I felt the back of her throat almost before I was aware she had taken me back into her mouth, she did it that quickly. That bump was all it took and suddenly I was unloading in her throat, bypassing her mouth entirely. I could feel her smiling.

“Well?”
“Fuck! Fuck! Where’d you learn to do that?”

She stood and putting one leg on either side of my thigh, she sat. I could feel her heat and her wetness against my bare skin. She took my hands and put them to her breasts. So firm. So warm. And the nipples were so hard.

“Mike.”
“Well, Mike certainly knows his blowjobs.”
“Yeeeeahh. I don’t think I’ll tell him you put it that way.”

She stood again directly in front of me. One hand began to massage her breasts. The fingers of the other disappeared into that beautiful muff.

“You too. Let me see you touch yourself.”
“But I just came.”
“And I need you to come again.”
“I’m not hard enough.”
“You will be.”

Taking me in her hand, she once again began to lick and suck until I was ready. Her mouth felt exquisite. If you’ve ever had someone take you into their mouth just after your orgasm, you know the feeling I’m talking about. It’s a pain you don’t want to stop.

“Here. Get down on the floor. On your back.”

I did and she straddled me. Parting herself with one hand and holding me with the other, she lowered herself onto me. This time it was her turn to say it.

“Fuck. Fuuuuuuck.”

Donell’s pelvic floor was a barn door. Anna was tighter. But Honey. Oh my. Honey. She could squeeze. Expand and contract at will. Which she did. I managed to hold on through her first orgasm but when I could feel her inner muscles begin to ripple again, I rolled on top and began to drive and grind, drive and grind. Her eyes were wide and her arms held me so, so tightly. She whispered, “You can’t come in me!”

“I won’t!”

With a few seconds to spare, I pulled out of her and began to stroke. She leaned up on one elbow, her other hand began to pinch and rub her clit and, while not simultaneously but close enough, we both came, I splashed her hand, and her belly and the upper edge of that glorious orange muff.

“Damn it, woman. Damn it. Thank you!”

She pulled me down next to her and kissed me.

After a shower the next morning, and a naked breakfast, I drove her into town and dropped her off near her sister’s house. Passing the trailer park, we saw Donell’s car at Rick’s.

“Well, that answers that question?”
“You gonna call him?”
“No. He can call me.”
“Whatcha gonna say?”
“Good-bye.”
“Then are you going to call me?”
“Then I’m going to call you.”
“Don’t tell your sister I said hello/“
“I won’t. I know you two had a thing. I don’t want her to know we have, too.”
“Can we have another one?”
“I’m not leaving town until August, so I hope so. I’ll call you.”

Is it crazy to jerk off and sniff my sister and her panties . Every morning

excited and nervous to be posting wife for first time. crazy hard!

One night my wife was out with friends for a girls night, she had a mate from out of town staying with us.She was beautiful & had lovely G cup sized breasts compared to my wife's C's. I'd often wank over her Facebook pictures desperately imaging my cock between her juicy melons! Anyway this particular night I was home  whilst the girls went out,   and was downstairs watching a film with a few beers. Then my wife's friend stumbled through the front door, she was quiet inebriated and surprised to find I was still up even though it was still relatively early at this stage only being around 11ish.She claimed her phone battery had ran out and she'd lost the girls so thought it best to head back to ours incase. So I texted my wife as much and she didn't immediately respond, I said not to worry I'm sure she'll be back soon and offered her a G & T whilst she waited, she was thankful and sat on the sofa whilst I made her a extra strong gin and tonic.  I sat back down on the other side of the 3 seater so we was end to end. We regail story's of our youth from back in the day realising how long we must have known eachother by now. As we laughed and joked I swear her eyes caught me at least 2 or 3 times leering at her amazing cleavage but she said nothing.As the night went on towards 1am I noticed as the credits rolled on the T.V. the slightest snore coming from her,  it appeared she had fallen asleep.My phone vibrated on the arm of the chair, it was my wife replying to my earlier text. "thanks for letting us know" it read and continued "getting cab in half hour".I learnt over to her friend, and tapped her shoulder, " they on there way" I said. As she stirred but didn't acknowledge what I had said.I noticed as I looked down over her..Her amazing chest was moving up and down as she breathed in and out, those wonderful breasts looked soo tempting!Too tempting! My lust and desire for her was sending a rush to my balls! I could feel my pants grow tighter the more I lingered over her whilst she seemingly went in and out of a drunken consciousness. "Don't even think about it" I thought to myself.As my hand reached out to touch her boob. Inches away... I pulled back.Thinking better of it I sat on the seat beside her instead. Few! I thought could have done a terrible thing just then! Suddenly too my surprise she slumped over from her upright position and ended up over my lap!"Oh my god" I thought! What luck, I could fantasize over this moment for ages! I could feel the weight of her head on my semi hard cock underneath my trousers!  It was getting "harder" to control myself literally and figuratively!I moved my arm around her to naturally cradle her and get comfortable whilst she lay on my lap. I was breathing heavy and slow I couldn't tell if she was awake or not. Did she realise she was on my lap?With my other hand I gingerly stocked her head and said "I think you had a little too much".Again She didn't really acknowledge me. My curiosity was engaged, my other arm was already resting on her side just above her ass, I could easy slip this hand up the inside of her blouse?Would she know if I just copped a cheeky feel under there?I tested the waters, I began to stroke her hip up her side and basically around her ass and she didn't flinch not once. I bite my bottom lip as I began to concentrate efforts working my way up, stroking her high up her waist and gently working my hand under her blouse  with each stroke I could start to feel the under side of her bra more and more until my fingers slowly spread out and ran up over the cup of her bra and grasped her perfectly shaped breast! "Oh my god I'm actually doing it!" I thought! I'm touching her breasts! I couldn't wait to wank over this later!  Little did I know, There was more in-store for me tonight!As I continued to cup her breast, she suddenly moved her hand up underneath her cheek much like you when you pretend to sleep as a child. Wow! Now her hand was pretty much laid flat on top of my throbbing shaft! She must be able to feel this cock through my trousers I thought! Theres no way she couldn't! Then as I thought this moment couldn't be any better, my cock suddenly felt her hand gently grasp it! All around the shaft as much as my tight trousers would allow her too! Blood rushes to it, I could feel it throb like mad! And with how tight she was holding it surely she could feel it throbbing too?I tried to control my body! I was seizing and tensing like crazy " don't cum! Don't cum" I told myself! I was so horny! Was she awake tho? I still couldn't convince myself she was!Maybe she just asleep dreaming about cock? And I'm just a lucky right place right time I thought. I'd test how far I could take this before my wife turned up to ruin it! So I took a quick moment to stop squeezing her boob and slid the hand up under her bra so I could get a proper grope of flesh! A Delightful overflowing handful in my grasp!I'd squeeze it and play with her nipple between my fingers! This was heaven! I continued to massage her breast and unknowingly gyrate my hips in a gentle thrusting motion as I did.It was ecstasy! I could feel her hand grasping my shaft harder and harder with each additional squeeze I gave her breast.Then out the blue I heard her mutter the horniest "yes" between her quiet panting. "oh fuck" I yelped between my own ever increasing breaths and as I did my other hand took hers off my cock causing her to move her head up and I immediately unzipped my fly and pulled out my throbbing erection! "Yes" she said! She immediately tried to snatch it out my hand! "no" I said ironically as I squeezed the bottom of my shaft as tight as I could to stop cumming too early! Then to my amazement as she took control of  my cock she opened her salivating mouth as wide as she could and put it inside! "Arghhhh" I murmured it was all too much! I had to let go of her tits and grabbed the back of her head instead whilst the other hand continued squeeze the base of my shaft stemming the my impending orgasms! "No" I said again as she tried and tried to put more of me deeper and deeper into her throat! Choking on it as she said "yes" in response!Fuck!!! I screamed as I heard the front door key echo down the hall as it turned in the lock!  As it did I burst like a volcano deep down her throat! She gagged and spluttered but maintained a vacuum like seal around my shaft as she did! I could feel her swallowing each load as my balls continued to pulsate harder and quicker  off loading into her mouth! I'd never cum this much in life and she'd managed to take it all without spilling a drop! "Everything ok?" My wife called from the hall way as she made her way to the living room. Her friend sat up and wiped her lip ever so quaintly whilst staring into my eyes and called back to me wife saying  "I'd wondered when you'd get back!"I gave her a look of shock at my realisation!  With her sudden change from barely being conscious to completely within her faculties I'd found out then and there she had played me and my wife! It was all a ruse just to suck my cock! The insatiable nympho!