Letting my clothes fall unto the floor, steam fills the room from my running bath water. Bubbles filling the tub and the smell of scented candles made for an alluring, sexual desire in me. Dipping my fragile toes in first to test the waters, I submerged my body into the steamy, hot water to wipe away the long day. Totally relaxed and soaking my body, I inhale and notice my perky nipples sticking slightly out of the water. The site of my own erect nipples excited me as my pussy twitched and started to tingle. I lay my head back, closed my eyes and let my hands began to explore my beautiful body. Steam engulfs the room as my hands slowly run down my neck, gliding towards my breasts. Each hand, slowly caressing each of my breasts. I ran my fingers over my nipples and the more aroused I got, the harder my nipples became. I lifted my breasts to my lips and gently sucked on my nipples. Gliding my tongue back and forth over each breast, my body started to react with such delight. My legs instinctively spread open allowing my hand to slide over my stomach and right to my clit. My fingers explored, slowing massaging in circular motions. Back and forth, over and over, my body pulsated until the temptation was too much and I let my fingers slide deep into my pussy. The heat, the tingling of my clit and my fingers deep inside me, I let out an uncontrollable moan and I wanted to explode. My body needed to cum. I started to finger myself harder, pounding my pussy as if I was being fucked. I could hear the water splashing to the floor and I didn’t care. With one leg over the tubs edge, I lean forward a bit and continue to allow my fingers to fuck my pussy over and over again. Biting down on my lip, I could feel it coming. My body begins to shake and I can’t stop my fingers as I climax harder than I ever have before. Several heart pounding breaths later, I lay back against the tub and let out a little laugh as I come off my high. I can’t wait for my next long day.
The rain pounding against the cement as my bedroom doors opened widely to welcome the sound. A faint light from a small vanity creates a shadow through my mirror. Are you watching me? As I slowly tighten my corset, exploring my body with my hands, the sound of the rain creates my rhythm. I slide my panties up my thighs, never taking my eyes off the shadow staring at me. I feel you wanting me to touch myself. I lean against my doorway as the rain touches my skin. Every drop makes me wetter as my hands follow down. I tilt my head back just a little, allowing the water to run freely down my neck and over my corset. My heart beat increases as my hands reach inside and pull out my voluptuous breast. I instinctively opened my mouth and let my tongue lick my hard nipple. Placing my eyes back into the mirror, the shadow beckons me and I began to suck it. Feeling my lips caressing my perky nipples, my pussy starts to get wetter. The rain beats down stronger on my half naked body. The wind blows and as I close my eyes, I can feel you. You are standing behind me, your breath on my shoulder. I need your touch! I need your hands to follow the rain down my shoulders and gently massage over my exposed breast. I want your hands to find my soaked panties and marvel in the wetness you’ve created between my thighs. I lean back against you, spreading just enough for your hand to enter and your fingers to rub my clit. Fingers moving with the rhythm of the rain. Each clash of light thunder sends my body into ecstasy. My body obeying you and moves to your command. The beads of rain thumping down, fingers rubbing harder and harder, my body starts to shake. Uncontrollably, I open my eyes and exploded. Catching my breath, I remember I was once told that the rain was very sensual. Tonight, the rain controlled my body, my hands and my pussy.
The lights were dim with scented candles burning and I was almost done with the dinner I prepared for my small dinner party. I invited a few friends over, but it was him I really wanted to see, and I hoped he would be the first to arrive. Tonight was a casual event so I decided to wear a slight see-through black jumper with a long v-neck. The material always felt good against my braless breast and pussy. Just as I turned on the warmer, the door bell rang and to my surprise and delight, it was him. Opening the door, I studied his body with my eyes. A fitted, v-neck t-shirt that showed every outline of his chest. His muscular arms that didn’t need to be flexed. The jeans he wore were snug in all the right spots, making it very easy for me to see how pronounced his cock was. I smiled and invited him in as the breeze from the opened door gave me a small hint of his intoxicating scent. What was only seconds, felt like minutes as I guided him to the kitchen. He sat down on a bar stool at the end of the kitchen island. I felt nervous around him and needed to calm down, so I put on some music and poured myself a glass of wine. I knew he liked martinis so I offered to make him a drink. While making his dirty martini, I assumed he’d occupy his time by looking around my house, but each time I only caught him looking at me. We smiled at each other as we attempted to engage in some small talk.
Looking at the time, I didn’t know when the others would arrive so I decided to move closer and sit next to him. He turned me on so much! His smile was breath taking. As he spoke about nothing of real relevance, I would lose myself staring at his lips. My heart began to race and the need to kiss him became overwhelming. I leaned in and took a chance, putting my hands on his face, I kissed him. Passionately our tongues meet over and over again. Pulling me into him, his hands gliding over my thin fabric straight to my ass. His hand caressed my ass for a while before he ran his hand against my thighs, under my shorts and right to my pussy. The touch of him was making me wet and even more hornier. Running my hand over his chest and admiring the man in front of me, I reciprocated his movements and worked my way down to the button on his pants. Never letting go of his tongue in my mouth and finger massaging my clit, I opened and unzipped his pants. I wanted him right there and now.
Not paying attention to the time and not really caring, I pulled his pants down to his ankles and let his cock sprang out. I kept my focus on him as I stroked his already hard cock. Without rational thought, I climbed on top of him and let his massive cock fill my tight, wet pussy. I straddled his waist and held on to his strong shoulders as I began to grind deeper. Looking him directly in his eyes as I move my pussy back and forth, I knew he heard how wet he had made me. He kicked his pants to the floor, picked me up and moved me up against the wall. He held me tightly around my waist as he moved me slowly up and down on his cock. Rhythmically he pulls me up and slides his cock out right to the tip and pushed me back down again. His hands now gripped strongly on my ass. Controlling each stroke inside me, his cock rubbed my clit each time he lifts me and I can feel my body about to erupt. I close my eyes and relax myself to give him total control over my orgasm and that made me cum harder than I ever have. Dripping wetness all down his cock, he pushes harder and deeper inside me. My body still recovering and shaking, he holds me down on his cock as he cums, biting down on my shoulder and releasing streams of cum inside of me.
Letting go of me, I see his cock, wet, still hard and dripping cum. I wanted it in my mouth so I drop to my knees and insert him in my warm puckered mouth. Starting with the tip, I slowly lick it and work my way down the shaft to the base of his cock. Pulling my head back and forth, slow and hard. I can taste the remainder of his sweet cum and my very own pussy juices. It drove me crazy as I cleaned his cock with my mouth. I slowly came to my feet, wipe my mouth with my fingers and kiss him once more. Great timing as I faintly heard my door bell in the back ground. It was time for dinner and I hoped he’d stay around for dessert.
Breeze blowing through my window and a light from the distance shines slightly on me. Tonight finds me on my knees in bed thinking of you. Never have I seen your face, only the image my mind creates. Never having heard your voice, but I get aroused by the thought of how I think you sound. Catching a glimpse of my naked body through the mirror, fantasizing how your hands would caress me. Would your hand move slowly down my neck to my breasts? Rubbing your fingers over my hard nipples. Or would you pull my head back and kiss me with a strong force? I close my eyes and I can feel you touching my lips. Parting my mouth with your fingers, I suck it as if I’m tasting you. I feel myself getting wet as your lips move down from my mouth to my breast. Would you be the one that likes to kiss my soft skin or the one who likes to suck and bite on my nipples? I take you in. I can feel your smooth face pressed against my breast, clinching down and sucking my nipples. Caressing your head, I want more of you. My body needs to feel you. Hands moving down towards my pussy. Would you want to finger me or taste my sweetness? I can feel you slowly taking your finger over my wetness and rubbing my clit. Placing your face on my pussy lips; you start to suck hard. The thought of who you could be makes me want to cum. A thought, an allusion is everything you are.
~ Through The Lens~
Arizona nights can be very warm and nights like this, I enjoy sucking on cold ice cubes. Sitting on my balcony with a bucket of ice and nothing but his white t-shirt on, I inhaled as his scent was all over me. How could he seduce me with just his smell? I took it all in and let out a sigh. Laying back, I felt such a sexual desire to touch myself. He was only standing a few feet away reading but the thought of him watching me started to turn me on. My ice now served two purposes as I took a piece from my cup. Melting, I rubbed it across my lips, slowly gliding it back and forth. Down my curved neck and across my t-shirt to my already perky nipples. The ice glided nice and slow over each breast in small circular motions. I repeated this several times to each nipple. I was in my own world that I hadn’t noticed he was no longer reading his book but had found something much more interesting. He had unzipped his pants and held his cock in his hand. Watching my nipples grow through my shirt, he started to stroke it. Looking over at his performance, I knew what I needed to do. I grabbed a piece of ice, headed over to him and knelt down in front of his beautiful cock. Putting the ice on my tongue, I took his cock and began to suck him. I held his cock in my mouth and massaged my tongue around it, letting the ice melt over him. I slid my mouth deeper and sucked him harder, while letting him grab my head and pound himself down my throat. I wanted to swallow everything he had to give. I wrapped my lips tighter and sucked him deeper down my throat. As he gripped my head with both hands, I gazed up and met his eyes as he stretched my pretty little mouth. He closed his eyes and released all his cum. As he shot stream after stream, I continued to suck him, swallowing every ounce. He gave a final jerk and I knew he couldn’t take or give anymore. Pulling me to my feet, he grabbed my naked ass and kissed me before saying, “Be a good girl and make me a drink.”
Alone and naked. Standing in front of my wardrobe mirror admiring the way it captures every curve and outline of my body. I ran my fingers across my neck to my shoulders. Down my torso to my thighs. My round ass peeking from behind to my lightly painted toes. I loved the woman standing before me and I had an overwhelming desire to please myself. Running my hands over my breast, gliding them slowly over my nipples. Tenderly circling each one, I instantly became aroused. My hands creeping down my stomach, parting to my inner thighs. Rubbing dangerously close to my pussy, I feel wet juices down my legs. I didn’t want to fuck myself tonight, but I wanted to cum. The swollen clit in the mirror would take me there. Running my delicate fingers over my mound and towards my clit; my body starts to shake. Staring through the mirror was like foreplay for me. Watching this desirable woman part her legs just enough as she reached her desire spot on her clit. We began to rub. I close my eyes and use the wetness from my pussy to massage myself. I open my eyes to see her two fingers rubbing, circling and rubbing more. My heart pounds from my throbbing clit and I’m going to cum. Moaning out in ecstasy, I mirror her movements until I can’t take anymore. Biting down on my lower lip, I let my body release. Licking my fingers, I watch in the mirror as her pulsating pussy releases cum onto the floor. A dirty little fantasy all of my own.
Tonight was going to be unlike any other night. I had a very special surprise in store for my husband. Just as most nights, I invited my girl friend over. We share a lot of qualities and have even been mistaken as sisters. We usually would hangout with bottles of wine, laughing, dancing and gossiping until late hours. My husband would often give us space but she is very attractive and even though I never called him out, at times, I’d catch him watching her. She did have a very sweet look about her and I could tell it drove him mad. He’s always spoken about wanting to explore the body of another woman. Would it be tonight? Letting his desires play out the way he had always wanted? This will be a night he would always remember. My girl friend and I have always admired each others beauty. Such that, we’ve gotten very affectionate at times and I know that being with my husband and I would be very pleasurable for her. The night started with us going to my room and laying across the bed, as we usually would do. Horny and a bit tipsy, we both knew what we wanted and what was going to happen. Looking at one another with lustful eyes, we start to kiss. Midway, I call out to my husband to come into the room. As he enters, he stops in the doorway and sees us kissing passionately. I look up at him and nod, giving my blessing of this magical night he is about to experience. Taking each others clothes off while staring at him obviously turned him on, as evident by the bulge in his jeans. It made me wet with excitement and I could tell it turned her on as well. Laying her naked body on her back for him to see, I slowly rub my hands over her breast. Gently squeezing her nipples and then gliding my hands down towards her sweet smelling pussy. She lays there, letting me explore her body, taking in deep breaths as my fingers touch her. She is extremely wet and I feel it running down her inner thighs. “Would you like to play with us?” No sooner had I finished my question, he dropped his pants to the floor and his massive cock flung out. Still standing in the doorway, we both got on our hands and knees, waiting for him to feed us. He casually walked over to the foot of the bed and put his cock in my mouth. I immediately tasted his precum. With him stroking his cock in my mouth, he leans over and starts to kiss her. The sight of seeing that turned me on so much that I couldn’t imagine how wild it will drive me when he actually fucked her. Sucking him from the tip to the back of his shaft, his cock hardens and he strokes his cock deeper into my mouth. He takes his lips from hers and says, “open up that sweet mouth”. He takes his cock from my mouth and slides it into hers. Now, stroking his cock deep inside her wet, warm mouth, he leans over and kisses me hard. With his tongue in my mouth, I faintly heard him whisper, “I fucking love this”. I watched as he happily fucked her mouth. He soon withdrew his cock from her mouth and motioned her to lay back on the bed. He took his shirt off, tossed it aside and climbed between her open legs. I watched in amazement as my husband, for the first time in our marriage, inserted his raw cock inside her wet pussy. She inhaled as it slowly went inside her and moaned out. I could hear how wet she really was as he started to fuck her. I was so turned on that I climbed over her and placed my shaved pussy on her mouth. She starts to suck my clit with the same thrust as his cock inside her. With my ass right in his face, he starts to kiss it. The harder he pounded her, the more he started to bite it. It felt so amazing having his lips on my ass and her tongue rolling over my clit in small circular movements. I slowly rocked my hips back and forth to match her tongue. I could feel my body tensing up and I wanted to cum. My husband was taking long strokes in and out of her pussy, making her take every inch of his cock. Suddenly, he slid his cock out of her and asked me to turn around. Now in a sixty-nine position, I leaned into sucking her juices off of his massive, glistening cock. After now tasting both of them, I needed that cock inside me. I climbed off her and got back on my hands and knees with ass proudly in the air. He didn’t hesitate and slid his cock in me from behind. I was in such complete ecstasy that I didn’t notice her positioning herself in front of me. She spread her legs so her pussy, still very wet, was nearly against my mouth. I instinctively opened my mouth and let my tongue find her clit. She must have been holding it in because she came within seconds, all over my tongue and mouth. I continued to let her fuck my tongue as my husband forced his cock in me harder and harder until she had had enough and laid back. She then watched as he grabbed me by the hair and slapped my ass a few times. his cock tightened inside me and I knew he was about to explode when he grabbed my waist and squeezed it. Within seconds his cum filled my pussy. His cock was pulsating and shooting cum streams inside me. When he had no more cum to give, he slowly removed his cock and stepped back. With his cum coming out of me, he guided my girl friend down to my pussy and had her lick me clean. I had been wanting to cum so badly that the thought of her sweet mouth licking his cum made me explode all over her face. She had both of us all over her now. Laying back on the bed, my husband climbed between us and I knew this night wasn’t over yet.
Being sexually kinky has always been a sinful pleasure of mine. Tonight, my husband and I are going to an art gallery. I wanted to play a dirty little game with him so I suggested we travel separately. I explained to him I needed to finish some work before heading out to buy me a little time. Standing in the front door with my robe on, I kissed him goodbye and wickedly smiled at him. He truly had no idea what plans I had in my dirty mind. Alluring him into being naughty with me would be exciting. As night fell, the weather was getting colder and it started to lightly rain. I quickly closed the door and I ran upstairs to our bedroom. I wanted to find an outfit that would truly seduce him. After trying on a few short skirts and dresses, I saw the perfect outfit hanging in the closet, begging to be worn. I arrived at the gallery not too long after. The event was modestly packed with people laughing and admiring the different art. I stood in the doorway and could feel the breeze crawl up my body. That perfect outfit I found, nothing but a pair of high heels and a knee high dark trench coat. I was truly naked and it felt amazing! All I wanted was to drive him crazy as I tempted him throughout the gallery, whilst trying not to get caught. Walking into the gallery I see him admiring a painting on the wall. My husband had always been a huge admirer of art. Tonight however, I wanted to be his art. Desired by him just as he desires those paintings. Making my way through the crowd, I slowly walked past him; slightly brushing against his ass. I stood some distance away from him and I could feel his eyes on me. I gazed back at him and smiled. I grabbed a glass of wine and proceeded to an area of the gallery that was a bit secluded. It was mildly dark and away from the crowd. This room had lots of sculptures that caught my eye. It was well hidden and out of sight. I knew he’d accept my invitation to come after me. As I was gazing at a particular piece, he walked up behind me and said, “you are more captivating then any piece in here”. His whispers upon my neck made my nipples harden and my pussy wet. I wanted to feel his pleasure in the middle of the gallery. He stood there with amazement and wonder. He wanted to know what was under this coat. He knelt down on one knee and pretended to adjust my heels. I felt his hand slowly run up my legs to my inner thighs. I could feel the wetness already starting to flow down my legs. He ran his fingers against my pussy and slid his middle finger inside of me. My head fell back and I moaned out in passion. He lifted my coat just enough to expose me too whoever wandered in and placed his lips on my ass. He started kissing and groping it hard. At this point, he didn’t care and acted as if only him and I were there. Coming around to my front, he spread my legs apart he plunged his tongue deep in my pussy. Taking long strokes with his tongue, he ate me like never before. Licking my wetness and tasting how excited he’d made me. He lived to devour me every chance he got and tonight was no exception. With one leg draped over his shoulder, I was ready to climax. My hand on the head signaled to him that I didn’t want him to stop. But he wasn’t ready for me to cum. He stood up and untied my coat, exposing my naked body. He pushed me against the wall next to a painting of a woman holding her breast. I placed both hands against the wall and arched my back as much as I could. Waiting for his cock to pleasure me from behind. Hearing him undo his belt, I gasped as soon as he plunged inside of me. He took no mercy on my wet pussy and I took every inch of him. My seduction had driven him wild and I wanted more. He placed one hand on my breast and gripped my waist with the other. As he fondled my breast, his strokes were getting longer and harder. The clanging of his belt buckle as he pounded my pussy without a care of being caught. I wanted him to cum inside me. His hand left my breast and gripped the other side of my waist. His strokes were now calculated and my heart was pounding. He groaned, spread my ass apart and filled me with his delightful cum. He kept stroking his cock inside me until he was completely spent. He kissed my back, pulled his pants up and looked around as he tidied himself up. “What a masterpiece,” he said as he watched his cum travel down my thighs. My legs were shaking and unable to move, I was still against the wall when he zipped his pants and slowly walked back into the crowded room.
In an instant there was a cold shiver down the small of my back.
Ice was melting and slowly running down my naked ass. I wanted his touch so bad; I wanted to beg him. He took his lips and slowly brushed them against the back of my neck. He then held me from behind with his strong arm ever so slightly around my neck. I could feel myself wet. I closed my eyes and imagine him inserting his hard, long cock into my tight, round ass. I am dripping now and it’s running down my thighs. He pulls me closer and whispers you are mine now.