My wife’s submission for a great blog called CasualSexProject..
When? About 8 years ago
Status: married, now. Single and dating casually at the time
How many partners? 70-ish
I had dated Vince when I was much younger and dating casually around the year 2000. I was waiting tables and partying a good deal, living with a roommate in a small city in the Northeastern US.
Vince would come in to my workplace and was always complimenting me on my legs. In fact, his overtures led to me receiving the nickname “legs” by my coworkers. (It’s true, I’ve always had nice legs and have always had lovers tell me that, in addition to my all-natural D-cup breasts, that my body was desirable.)
Eventually, Vince and I had a fling.. nothing serious, as I was still seeing a couple of other men, including this airline pilot who was - in addition to being a Republican - a real dick. He would fly into town and come by the restaurant and fuck me on my breaks, even banging me in my uniform, in the alley behind the restaurant. Or, we would go off in his convertible and go fuck in the park or a secluded area.
I wasn’t ready to give up my freedom, hate-fucking this right wing jerk, even though Vince has one of the biggest cocks on the planet. It has to be at least 9 inches and THICK. For a white guy, to say he’s an anomaly, is an understatement.
Eventually, Vince moved away and a short time later, I seriously dated someone I truly loved and gave up my sort-of slutty lifestyle. Admittedly, in that two year period before I met J, I had easily and pleasurably fucked about 50 guys, had had a couple pregnancy scares, so got on the pill and had fucked in earnest during my hours away from working and going to school.
In 2003, my boyfriend J’s depression took a turn for the worse and we stopped seeing one another. Heartbroken, we remained friends, I met my now-husband, fell in love with him, was OFF the pill by then, and after a series of mis-starts, my now-husband and I became pregnant.. The pressure of parenting proved too much for the relationship and HE made many mistakes that broke us apart and left me being a single Mom for a time, living back in the city next door where I had met Vince (who had since moved to Austin, TX), and started enjoying being a single woman again. I began to paint again and had taken up doing more photography. My now-husband and I split parenting duties and I was now working and being single with my own place and tons of creative and sexual energy. I had finally gotten my body back in shape and was regularly going out to the bars after work, meeting up with friends and just enjoying my time while our daughter was with her Dad in the next town over.
I took special care of myself at this time, almost always keeping my legs and lady parts freshly shaven. More and more men were showing an interest in fucking me, plus I would still on occasion fuck my now-husband, who was in a band so would leave our daughter with his parents, and sometimes swing by after playing and ravage my pussy.
Sometimes, I was not available as I had now gotten pretty great at meeting up with new guys or old friends, sometimes getting lucky and having to make up a reason that my now-husband couldn’t come over.
I was enjoying my freedom and had even adopted a profile on OKCupid and Adult Friend Finder, uploading some PG photos and interacting with some new men. This led to me getting a piercing in my clit, which kept me pretty horny, as I had the same type of job where I was up and moving around a lot. Guys I worked with wanted to fuck me and I still had a lot of male friends from my past that I would run into in bars who would sometimes end up in my apartment.
Though I was still in love with my now-husband, I was also enjoying my time away in the Spring of 2010, when around Mother’s Day, Vince wrote to me on Facebook and said he was coming to town for a few days and wondered if I wanted to get together for a drink. I was thrilled and enthusiastically sent him some G-Rated selfies of what I looked like now, some ten years after we had initially dated.
He couldn’t wait to meet up, so we made plans for that upcoming Friday to have drinks and catch up. I took usual care of my legs and pussy, leaving a little bit of a landing strip on my mons, which I liked. the visual of my vagina when a big cock was thrusting into me... something about having a little strip of my chestnut brown pubes lining up with a hard cock that was inside of me turned me on.
I wore my usual sort of Friday night, summer-ish get up: a knee length skirt, strappy high heeled sandals, a tank top with a loose, open blouse, revealing SOME cleavage but pretty conservative, all told. My legs were exposed and I had rubbed them with lotion so I was looking and smelling very good. Vince had not changed a bit and we chatted and flirted like old times. He of course complimented me on my fabulous legs, and eventually he had placed his hand on my knee and began massaging me as we talked about all of the drama in our lives. We had a couple beers and subsequently ended up back at my apartment which was close by.
It was on the second floor and I always kept it cute and funky with lots of little lamps and candles, a comfy sofa and my bed, at the time which was slightly higher than normal because of a platform I had built to have more storage.
We came up the stairs and made ourselves comfortable, still laughing easily and generally enjoying a flirtatious and fun meeting of old fuck buddies.
Vince was still putting one or both of his hands on my naked legs as we talked and eventually we kissed and his hands began to roam a little further. I instinctively reached for the bulge in his pants and rubbed his enormous cock through his jeans. I parted my legs just enough for him to reach the top of my inner thighs, as I started to undo his pants. I’ve always been a pretty oral girl and couldn’t wait to put his ginormous cock in between my lips. He moved his hands away from my legs and helped me pull his pants down as I knelt to the floor, seated with my naked legs and strappy-sandaled feet out to the side as he sat, naked assed on my couch, i began to fondle his balls with one hand, and had my other tiny hand around his shaft, stroking him gently, in anticipation of wrapping my lips around ALL of it. My face finally found it’s way to his manhood and I engulfed his dick with everything I had. I loved sucking cock and after having so many different men in my mouth, I had learned to get a penis pretty far down my throat, but there was no way I was bottoming out my face on this cock. Even though my throat was filled with cock, my whole hand was still visible on Vince’s shaft as I gave him as much of my face as I could. I looked up at him with his cock down my throat and his head was thrown back in ecstasy while he writhed and told
me how he had never been sucked so well, except of course when we were dating all those years before. I briefly stopped sucking him off and came up on my knees to kiss him. He said, “god, you haven’t changed a BIT.. if anything, you’ve become even... sexier.” I laughed and said, “I’ve always been a good cocksucker... but there are some new things that you don’t know about yet.” He asked, “ what?” I just said, “you’ll figure it out...”. To which he looked a little puzzled, but just smiled and said, “ok..?” I giggled a little and we went back to making out with his hands exploring my ass and thighs beneath my skirt. He started to run his fingers along my pantylines, and eventually managed to begin to pull them off slowly. He reached down and ran both hands along my hips, lifted my skirt and stood me up. Then, finally, his whole hand found its way to my dripping cunt. He just moaned approvingly as, upon parting my labia, he found my jewelry. “Mmmmm... I love surprises,” he said. “Oh, do you now?” He chuckled and seductively said, “I’ve never seen one in person... so.. “. “Just play with it,” I said, “you can even be a little rough, if you’d like,” so while we kissed some more, he used both hands to rub and pull on my pussy jewelry, getting me even more wet.
I finally said, “I need to ride your cock...” He was still rock hard and just huge. I said, “if you promise you’re clean, you can fuck me without a condom..”. He said he guaranteed he was clean so I said, “good because I want your raw cock in me...”. I straddled him, now in just my black bra and skirt, kissed him deeply as I worked the tip of his cock into me... about halfway in, I said, “by the way, you cannot cum inside me so let me know when you’re close...”. He nodded and we began to fuck. We moaned and kissed as he filled me with hard cock. He said, “I’m going to cum pretty fast.. where should I...”? I cut him off and said, “anywhere but my vagina... where do you want to cum?” He said, “in your beautiful mouth...”. I said, “let me know and I’ll suck it out of you and eat it up..”.
“Sexy girl,” he said as his cock was all the way up inside me. I rode him until I came at which point he said, “I’m about to cum, too...”. After my orgasm, I knelt down and took his soaking wet cock in my mouth. He jetted streams of semen into my throat and I gagged a little at the sheer volume of seed that I was swallowing... it was such a turn on to swallow that much cum.
Vince apologized for cumming so quickly, so we took a break, smoked a cigarette and a little weed and just held each other and made out on the couch. Eventually, his cock got hard again, and I suggested we head for the bedroom. We got completely naked and crawled under the sheets with his arms around me and my naked legs up around his legs and hips. My pussy was still plenty wet as I felt his hard dick beckoning to part me again as he writhed above me. I pulled my knees up with my own hands and he was hovering over me as we were about to become one again. He entered my cunt and it was as if it was another man altogether. If it’s even possible, his dick seemed even bigger as he slowly parted my pussy with his cock and thrust his raw shaft deep into me. I had to really part my legs as I could tell he wanted to get every centimeter into my vagina. We kissed deeply as he held his pubic mound against my piercing and began to grind hard into it. The stimulation of his cock inside my fuck channel, coupled with his pubis jacking my clit jewelry, I began to come with abandon. I actually was screaming muffled screams and beating playfully on his back with my two fists, as my naked heels dug into his ripped glute muscles, as I felt my pussy gushing juices all around his deeply planted cock. He held on and used my cum as lubricant to then hold me down and fuck me with everything he had. With one hand, he held one of my sexy legs all the way to my shoulder and kissed the back of calf as we fucked. My other still being held at back of the knee by me, his chest was hairy and was stimulating my nipples while he ravaged me. I kissed him with my tongue and whispered dirty things like, “take my pussy... fuck my fucking tight little cunt.. fuck me like a whore.. make your whore, baby... I want to be your little fuck whore...”. He kept fucking and eventually turned me over with my tits and belly now mashed to the mattress and his enormous raw dick still filling me all the way to what felt like my stomach... his one hand was at the base of my skull, wrapped around my neck, slightly tugging at my long brunette mane. His other hand, of course, was on the back of my right leg which was splayed out to the point that my bare foot was hanging off the side of the bed. With one violent thrust, Vince shoved himself all the way UP me and lifted my head off the pillow, by my hair and whispered, “cum on my cock again... you’re the only woman who can take me all the way, baby.. your pussy was made for me..”.
I could barely speak but managed to say, “oh my god, please keep fucking me... fill me with cum, baby... please. I want your cum in me. I don’t care. I’ll get a morning after pill,”. (though it’s probably fine, I thought. I just had my period...). “just keeeep fucking me!”
Vince continued to alternate between stroking my legs with caresses as he stayed inside and pulling my head up and calling me a slut and a fuck goddess, playing a little rough with my ass here and there.
He ended up rolling me over on my back again and said, “I want your tits... I want to suck them while you take my cock...”
I smiled and kissed him and said, “just don’t stop fucking me... stay in my pussy all night...”. His hand was squeezing and pinching my right nipple as his tongue flicked at my other titty, I came a third or fourth time as I love having my boobies played with. I could see my jewelry reflecting in the night as the natural light of my urban apartment provided just enough of a visual for me to look down and still see this enormous thing, effortlessly opening my womanhood...
Vince brought his face to me with his lips and tongue just leaving my tit, he said, “kiss me while I cum in you...”.
I complied and opened my mouth and stuck my tongue into his throat, brought both my hands to his face and caressed his cheeks while we sucked face. I could feel his dick starting to spasm inside the walls of my vagina and, as I tensed up my legs fully around Vince’s midsection, with my mouth fully engtulfing his, my long, brown hair awash over the pillow on each side, my arms now splayed to the side above my head with his hands holding them down, I felt a surge of syrupy warmth shoot into my pussy... not once, twice, three times, streams of hot cum filled me and I could feel it oozing out of the sides of his cock and dripping down my ass... but yet, he was still fucking me... and I was literally about to have another orgasm from the sheer excitement of having a man shoot his load into me. I had been single for awhile and think the last time a man came in me was my now-husband when we conceived our child. Here i was a single Mom now, having casually fucked a handful of men in the past few months, but all with condoms... so, it was such a rush to feel a man’s cum inside of my vagina. I came, too... and Vince lovingly kept fucking me, slower now, using his and my cum as a lubricant.. we intermittently kissed and fondled each other, me, his balls and asshole, him squeezing my nipples and ass cheeks, kissing and holding my neck and throat, always paying close attention to my legs and thighs, opening them, holding them, kissing and caressing them... telling me I was the best fuck he’s ever or will ever have... me, chuckling and saying yeah, right, you’re so out of my league... and him saying that I was the only woman that took pleasure in fucking him. He said, most of his past girlfriends had actually complained that his cock was TOO BIG and that their sex lives suffered as a result. “That’s why,” he told me, “I don’t date that much... I’m self conscious of it... but, with you, I can be myself...”
We continued to sweetly, roughly, spontaneously fuck, off and on for the next 24 hours... we did it everywhere in my apartment as I didn’t have to worry about my now-husband and then-toddler daughter walking in for a surprise visit... they were out of town at a Major League Baseball game.... In that time, we made love in the light of morning, after lunch, before a nice dinner where we fucked again in my car as we went out for a cigarette.. I honestly lost track of how many times his cock was in me, how many times I swallowed his cock cum, I think we licked each other’s asses at one point, how many times I had an orgasm. (20?). But it was an amazing Mother’s Day weekend!