Just my perspective

Well had what I considered a playful “discussion”, if you will, with a Financial Domination Mistress on twitter.  Ironically, it started with a compliment. It was probably my fault for thinking out loud again, but you know me.  I’ll give the text of the discussion then present my thoughts.

Her: Nighty nite all

Me: Hope you slept well. I’m sure you woke up with lots of new gifts.

Her: RT Hope you slept well. I’m sure you woke up with lots of new gifts. >>Why did you get me something, HA!

Me: LOL you have jokes too. No, but if I ever lose all my confidence, self-esteem, or self-respect, I’ll be sure to let you know.

Her: one doesn’t need to lack confidence, self-esteem or self-respect to give a Woman gifts. On the contrary, it takes balls to… admit that’s what he should do.

Me: Agreed and it takes balls to admit one has a drinking problem and should stop All perspective.

Her: Hardly comparable.

Me: All perspective. The fact that you don’t agree doesn’t make me wrong.

(Later, even though I know better, I send a peace offering tweet)

Me: you’re still ok by me. Do your thing.

The follow up to that was as expected so I won’t go into it, but here are my thoughts

 

First, I have NO problem with women who are in this lifestyle. If men want to give them cash, cars, houses just because she tells them and offer nothing in return other than humiliation good for them.   I didn’t complain when A-Rod signed the $240M contract either.  If you can get it then good for you.   I follow her because I do find the whole thing fascinating.  She does not follow me because I’m not her slave, am a free thinker, and all she’ll ever get from me is a good healthy debate.  I applaud her for knowing what she wants and sticking to it. I’m not going to judge her or anyone else, do what you do, but I’m also free to express my opinion or call it as I see it objectively or at least from my perspective.  So this post is about perspective.

The best thing about my perspective is that it is MINE, I’m not always right but I don’t try to be right. More times than not, my goal is not to “win” but rather present a view to allow one to draw an objective conclusion. So here is my perspective.

 Financial domination in some ways is similar to the Sugar Daddy relationship.  He offers gifts to obtain his object’s “attention”. Of course it goes a bit further as the gentleman’s pleasure is humiliation and the satisfaction that he’s sacrificing for a beautiful lady who is out of his class and he could never be with in real life.  If this is the best he can to than it is worth it.  Of course I’m summarizing but you get where I’m going. Her response in reference to giving women gifts is both correct and incorrect.  While I agree there is nothing weak in giving a woman gifts, they should be given freely, out of care and respect, not because one “tells” me.  So pleasing you while you belittle me should be my gratification?  Hmm, that’s a difficult pill for me to swallow.  Maybe the humiliation is her form of gratitude to him. To me that sounds like an addiction or weakness. Look at it this way.  Imagine you had a friend or sibling and they were in a “normal” relationship with someone who they constantly did things for and this person walked all over them?  As a friend you’d probably say something. Now I understand these people openly and willingly go into these types of relationships but that does not make them different from my example.  Since we don’t know these “losers” as she calls them, we don’t care, which brings me to my second point.  If they are losers then they are weak, even if they enjoy this treatment. I’m fine with that too (Score, Nubian).

If I had to put a name to it I’d call it a scam but that would be wrong because these guys know full well what they’re getting into and it is an erotic fantasy.  It is a form of addiction, like gambling and if not careful one can get in financial trouble. Again I cannot blame the women because the men seek them out and ask for it.  Her “hardly a comparison” comment reveals her Narcissistic view and prevents her from admitting it, much like Casinos that say “well we don’t make them come here”. Denial is not just a river in Egypt. Personally my time is just as valuable so maybe she should send me something, lol.

Feel free to humiliate, degrade and order others, but I guess it’s just the NUBIAN in me, which makes me free, rational, and strong like a king. As such I’m wired to push back, and I guess that is what rubbed her wrong.  Since most that approach her either come to be controlled or call her names that are vulgar (not understanding the dynamic between the sub and domme), she can respond.  She knows they either love or hate her and for that she has a prepared response.  Since I playfully pushed, challenged, but would not cave nor admit she was right I forced her to “walked” away. In her view I’m “too weak to be strong” and allow her dominate me.  In my view I’m “too strong to be weak” and will not submit any power until they have earned my respect and trust.  I guess I’m just too rational at times and we’re not good for business because we actually think and when you’re thinking, you’re NOT spending money on them.

Luckily it’s a big world and both can co-exist.  For the record, I have a very eclectic list of people I follow so hopefully I won’t lose any of you after this.  You’re all still cool with me, just know I have been known to give my thoughts on things.

The one that got away

I thought I’d share a funny story that happened to me back in college. I told someone once before and she got a kick out of it so I figured why not?  Besides, I haven’t posted in a while.

So we were having this co-ed drinking contest and I was sent out to recruit this girl Tina who had the ability to hold her beer.  She was a cute busty field hockey player who had a wild side, but I never really made a play for her.  She was also from my area even though we didn’t meet until college. Now I’ve always been a boob man and even more back then. For some reason we were just cool and I was ok with that.  Well I go to her dorm to try and coax her to be on our team. She’s like I don’t know and I tell her that while we have the guys to matchup, it’s the women that will get us over the top.  I go one step further and tell her that if we win, I’ll take her to this awesome seafood buffet this expensive restaurant held on Monday nights.  I guess that did the trick as she agrees.

The contest was a 4 station beer run. Pretty elaborate event but I’ll spare the details and give the short version.  4 teams, 4 different locations.  Each team had to finish their 1/4 keg then run to the next station.  The first team to complete all 4 won.  The last 4 kegs were at the same spot so we could see the finish together.  Afterwards there would be a party.  Well we compete and win.  The final station happened to be at my off campus apt and that’s where the party was. So with all the teams there we’re celebrating and nearly everyone there is loaded.  We’re having a blast and she comes over and says “I’m tired, why don’t you walk me home.”  I’m like sure as I didn’t want anything happening to her on the way back to her dorm. I guess I was really loaded or my little head took the night off as I had no intentions of making a move.   While walking back I thank her and say let me know when you want to go and eat as I owe you that dinner.  she responds by saying “You can thank me when we get back to my room when you tuck me in”.  Little head wakes up and I look over.  She’s drunk but has that look in her eye.  We don’t talk the rest of the way but I’m like  “Oh my, I’m gonna get it and I didn’t even ask!”  

We arrive at her dorm, go into her room and start making out.  She was build well with juicy tits, and a black girl’s ass on a white girl’s body.  I was all over her.  she strips down to her bra and panties then says she’ll be right back leaving for the bathroom.  I’m rock hard now and can’t wait. She returns with a long t shirt, no bra and just panties on.  She stumbles onto the bed and we start making out again.  She’s on her back with a devilish grin and says you can take them off. (as in her panties)  As I’m slowly pulling them down she says “Get ready for the night of your life as I’ve been waiting for this.  I take them off, spread her legs apart at the knees and start kissing her belly.  As I’m kissing her belly I  start to hear moans that turn into….. snoring?!?  Yes, she literally passed out on me.  Well I’m a horndog but I wasn’t banging a girl that was unconcious so I put my shirt on, grab a blanket and sleep on the floor.
 
The next morning she wakes up, slightly hung over and possibly  embarrassed as I left her undies on the bed next her.  she slips them on and I get up as it’s still early and I want to leave before eveyone wakes up in this all girls dorm.  Being that it’s a small college everyone knew basically everything. She gives me a hug and  I leave only to be spotted by no less than 3 girls in the halls.  

 Long story short I have to convince nearly everyone I did NOT sleep with a girl whom I not only walked home, but was seen leaving her room the next morning.  The irony of it was while we did go to  dinner as I promised, we never hooked up or talked about it. She actually married a football player who lived in my dorm and was a buddy of mine.  To this day we have not spoken about that night.

Oh well, you can’t get laid every night, can ya?

Lunch with a Kougar

Sometimes an opportunity comes along that you just cannot resist. Well opportunity knocked and I opened the door.  See along with all the other things I dabble in I’m also a Cougar hunter, sexy older woman who have it, flaunt it, and, if they like you, will let you come get it.  I flirt with most of the ladies I follow on Twitter because they’re sexy, it’s fun, and if I had the chance I be all over them.  In all honestly, why not? I can dream right? In return, they sometimes flirt back not because they want me or I’m this super stud, but there is relative safety. 

Well while flirting I got in a conversation with one of the sexy ladies I’ve been following since I opened my account.  Now this is no ordinary lady but a Kougar with a “K” as in Karen Kougar.  In my world, she’s part fantasy woman, part bucket-list and any other description you want to insert.  She said she would be in my town for a few days and thought it may be fun to get together. Huh? What? Me? This was too good to be true.  I had been a member of her site and always fantasized about doing a POV clip with her.   While I was daydreaming my little head, ironically, brought me back to reality. It said WTF? Dumbass it’s not every day a hottie porn star wants to get together.  Take your hand off your dick, respond back to her, and get that pussy. 

Well she’s in town for a few days and I’m not only really busy, I can’t really move my schedule around so we agree to lunch.  Woo hoo, I’m having Kougar for lunch!  She does her due diligence to make sure I’m not some raving lunatic psycho fan and after then the date is set.  So, here I am, the Cougar hunter on the prowl.  Little did I know I would be the prey.

So the day arrives and I’m dressed in some slacks, a nice button-down shirt and matching tie. Nice long shower and a fresh dash of cologne.  Mints in pocket. I get to the designated location, a posh spot downtown, and head to the room.  A soft knock and a few seconds later the door opens and there she is.  Black heels, black stockings, with a black and red corset.  she gives me a bit hug and a nice long kiss.  Dayum, she is even sexier in person as her breasts are almost out of her top.  I’m already rock hard and I’m sure she thinks I’m just this horndog (and I kinda am) but I play it coy and make my way to the bathroom to  wash my hands, pinch myself, and get ready for fun.  I return to the room and she’s sitting on the bed looking coy yet playful. She asks “You like?” and I say “Oh most definitely!”  We have some brief small talk, and I mean brief as while we’re talking she begins to unbutton my shirt, much like a valet and help me get more comfortable. The tie is loosened, slacks come off, are folded, and placed gently on the chair, then my t-shirt. So here I am in my boxer briefs she in her sexy corset, heels still on and we begin to kiss passionately again. While making out she takes one tit out for me to fondle, squeeze, and suck.  Her nipples are lovely and stand up wonderfully.  While standing I’m still enthralled with her wonderful tits and just having a blast licking, sucking, and nibbling away when she drops to her knees, pulls down my undies just a bit and pulls out my dick to start sucking.  The view from the top is worth this visit alone.  I see and feel her sucking on me.  Her auburn hair sometimes flowing in the way, but I feel her going to work.  Little hand movement as her mouth is definitely doing most of the work. I sit back to give her more access and she pulls my underwear off completely.  I’m now sitting on the edge of the bed and she licking and slurping. She decides to give me a kneeling titty fuck and is very playful saying, “You need big titties to do this.”  They’re wet from me licking them all over and she’s massaging my dick all kinds of ways bouncing up and down. Oh the feeling is great and I could cum right now, but there’s just too much of her to play with so I stand and push her over towards the other bed.

She’s not deterred as she looks up and smiles. She then says I’ll just keep my mouth here and you can do some work.  Now I’m not the overly physical type but I felt compelled to grab her head and I then just started fucking her throat.  She willingly kept it open and I thrust in and out of her mouth and it was a sensation unlike any other. I could here the *gasp*, *gulf* *chop* coming out of her mouth and she played along like any fantasy I could imagine.  As I slowly pulled back I could see spit from my dick leading to her mouth. She wiped her mouth, looked up at me and said “In porn we call that a stringer” and laughed.  I pull her up to stand and she playfully turns away and leans on the bed.  “Could you help me?” she asks as it’s time for the corset to come off.  While slowly unlocking each one I’m looking at her ass and getting an urge to either be inside her or lick away.  The corset is off and now the panties but first I pull them to the side to see the sexy shaven goods.  She rolls to her back to give me full access and now she’s on the bed while I’m on my knees with a face full of pussy. I use a combination of fingers and a rolling tongue to get her sloppy wet.  She smelled fresh, her lips were full and inviting, and when I looked up all I saw were those massive tits. I dined away as if that was the only reason I was there.  Words just cannot explain as I had a mouthful of pussy and a handful of tits.  She squirmed, turned and occasionally arched as we were lost in playful ecstasy.

By now we’re both ready for the main course so on goes a cover and we’re full on in mish. Did I say she still has her heels and stockings on?  I have her on the edge of the bed as I want to spread her wide and get a full view with total access.  I push her legs back for deeper access then bring them back up and together as I grab the spikes of her heels and plunge into her. From my view all I see when I look down is me going in and out of her, legs straight up in the air, and when I look at her I can only see tits bouncing as her legs are blocking view of her face.  Playtime is just getting better and better as I move her legs together and down to the side as now I want a standing spoon fuck. Now I can see that sexy face, round moving breasts, and can feel the curve of her ass as I continue to work on her.  She is champ as she is unphased by anything I do and always smiling. Since we’re in constant motion I now have an urge for doggy and she willingly assumes the position.  Now I have the option of holding on to that nice round ass as I go or leaning forward to cup and caress those wonderful breasts.  I felt like a king as, without saying a word, she said, I’m your toy, do me as you will and I just could not get enough of this woman.

Our next phase was a move to cowgirl as I wanted that wonderful visual of her riding me while I got a handful of her lovelies.  Each position with her made me even more excited and caused me to flip or over, up, and around.  I sat on the edge of the bed and she stepped up and on, still in heels mind you.  I then picked her up and returned her to the bed in mish again only to flip her over flat on her stomach.  I think addicting is a good word as I was addicted to being all over her.

We had been going at it for a while when she said those magical words. “Do you want to come on my titties?” How can one resist so she returns to her back, off comes the cover and I’m back in her cleavage pumping away while she holds and smothers my dick with her tits.  Just as I’m about to burst I pull back, she sits up and I shoot a nice full load on her tits and watching the cum drip on and down her breasts just turns me on again, but I am spent.  This woman has just run me into the ground and I’m exhausted, yet joyous.  After a quick shower we talk again some more and she is as sweet as when I first arrived.  She helps me get dressed, gives me a big hug and kiss, and thanks me for stopping by. I leave with wonderful memories of a fabulous lunch and the dread of having to return to boring meetings.  Well at least I’ll have the memories to get me through the dull parts.  What an afternoon.

My First Older Woman – Pt2

Since I knew my buddy most likely was not heading back with me, I figured why not and took a seat.  She says “I’m sorry I was so blunt with you but that was my boyfriend and I didn’t want him to get mad.” I say, “Oh, and sitting here with me now won’t be a problem?” “He’s in a band and had to leave for a gig tonight.”  I knew the band as they were a local reggae group that was pretty popular in the area.  “And you’re not going because?” I ask and she says something like “It’s a private gig and he couldn’t get me in.”  I’m smelling bs because all the guys I knew in bands always got their ladies in when if they wanted. Hmm maybe he doesn’t want her there tonight.  Not my problem ’cause I’m so in the mood to put her legs over her head.  She asks my name and I tell her.  She then asks if I’m from here and I say, “No, I recently graduated from *blank* U. and she replies,”Oh you’re young!”  I then say “Is that a problem?” and she replies “We’ll see.”  I ask what she does and she tells me she’s a nurse at one of the local hospitals, which leads to some playful sexual banter about doing examinations and other things.  She says, “I did see you when you came on the stage and you looked hot.  A bit cocky so I’m glad I put you down but your eyes turned me on.”  I’m not sure if she’s really into me or just trying to milk me for drinks while her boyfriend’s away so I make a move.  I’m thinking it’s only midnight so if I roll and she’s not down I still have time to hit some other places. I say, “Well Nina I think I’m gonna get going.” She says, back in her pouty voice, “Why? It’s still early and *boyfriend* won’t be finished until 3 am at the earliest.” Horny instincts kick in as I say, “Then we have time to close your tab, you coming?” She doesn’t want to be seen leaving with me so she says for me to meet her out in the lot by her car.  “I’ll go to the ladies room, then come out.  I’m driving a Honda Civic.” (I’ll never forget that car as it had the most annoying horn back then, but that’s a different story for another time.) I agree and go one way while she goes another.  Part of me is thinking she’s giving me the slip, but again I don’t really care at this point.  I figure I’ll give her 10 min and if I don’t see her go to the McDonalds across the street and then move on. to my surprise she does come out and says “where’s your car”  I tell her I walked as I knew I’d be drinking and I lived pretty close to the club. Ms Strict and Stern returns as she says “Oh, so in reality you don’t have a car, live in a small apt with 6 of your frat boy friends, and this is some kind of prank!” I’m getting a little annoyed so this time I push back with “I do have a car, I’m not in a frat, and I share a 6 br house with 2 other guys. Now get your ass in this car and take me home before I change my mind and leave you here by yourself like your man did!”  She stops, looks at me for a few seconds with a deep serious stare, and then pushes me up against the car as we start making out.  As we’re making out she starts talking to me saying, “Yes, daddy that’s what I needed to hear.  I’ll go home with you.” 

We get in the car and I’m thinking “What have I gotten myself into this time?”  While I am 23 I’ve never dealt with the whole dominance “thing”. This was totally new to me.  Of course my dick said, “Yo, get that pussy and handle your business.”  While driving back she says “I’m going to your place but you can’t let you fuck me.” Again I’m thinking to myself wtf? but I respond “OK”.  We get to my place and I point to my car. “See there’s my car.” It’s an old POS, but what would you expect?  We go into my place, which is an old 1900s three story Victorian home with 6 BR as I stated.  No one is home as one roomie is out of town and the other who knows.  I give her the tour and she says “This is nicer than I expected.” I’m say thanks but my mind is like “How am I gonna get her ass up in my bed?” We go downstairs to the living room to relax and she’s sitting next to me but not too close. I ask if she wants something to drink and she said these panties don’t come off that easily. I’m not one of these little college girls you can pass around.  I say, “I know you’re much better (trying to bs my way of course).” You’ve got standards and expecations.  Which brings a smile to her face.  She asks if she can smoke in the house and I say, “Normally no but I’ll make an exception this time.” It’s amazing what we’ll allow when pussy is involved.  She asks if she can use the bathroom and I tell her to use the one on the second floor as it’s right next to my bedroom and I’ll be there.  She says,” I told you I’m not gonna let you fuck me tonight.” To which I respond, “Then you’ve got nothing to worry about when you get in my room.” She grins and I goes upstairs to the bathroom.  I go to my room and make sure I’ve got condoms strategically placed under the corners of the bed so I can get them without breaking the action.

Hookup rule#1 When women want you but are hesitant the last thing you want to do is have a break to give them a chance to reconsider.

She comes out of the bathroom and into my room still dressed but she’s applied a new layer of lipstick. I’m reclined back on my bed and now she DOES look like a dominatrix; black one piece skirt, black boots, fiery red lipstick and red/auburn hair.  All she needed was a whip and I’d be in trouble. She sits down on the edge of the bed away from me.  I sit up and move closer. I put my hand on the outside of her shoulders from behind and start kissing her neck. She tries not to respond but I can feel her moving with me as I caress her arms. The latex feels weird but I’m dealing with it as best I can. I slip under her arms while still kissing her to feel her breasts and notice she’s not wearing a bra but something is there.  I keep feeling and now she’s starting to respond.  “Oh yes, hold them. Do your young college girls feel like this?” She suddenly turns away, gets on all fours to hike up her skirt showing me her black panties and says look how tight this ass is?  I guess she expected me to stare or grab it but I was so horny I just buried my face in her pussy and started sucking her though her panties.  He says “No, not that’ half heartedly” but I keep licking and sucking.  Now I’ve got both hands on each ass cheek and I’m spreading her wide poking her with my tongue and flicking it up and down.  Now here comes the daddy talk again “Oh yes daddy lick it good, lick it good, but don’t fuck me please, daddy?”  While all this daddy talk is new to me It’s getting me harder than I’ve ever been and I’m now nose deep in her hole. I’ve pulled the panties over to the side and I can smell fresh pussy.  Like a shark to blood I’m ready to go.  She says “Kiss me as I know I taste good” We’re making out but she’s still dressed.  I’m not too worried as I already have her skirt hiked up and only need to pull down her panties.  While making out I reach for the condom that was placed for situations such as this when she stops and says “Wait.” Wait?!?  I’ve been undressing the whole time while playing with her and I’m in boxers only and she says wait?  “I have to call home and check my messages as *boyfriend* may have called. If I were not hard as nails I would have thrown her out of my house but now it’s pussy or blue balls. I hand her the phone in my room and she calls home.  While checking messages I hear a male voice even though I’m acting like I’m not paying attention.  She slams the phone down, yells “That Fucking Bastard!!” and starts crying on the edge of my bed.

Now as much as I wanted to bang her all over my room, I am by no means heartless. So I put my arm around her and ask if she’s ok.  I’m thinking this is the weirdest fucking night I’ve ever had and if I told my buddies they would not believe it. She says “He won’t be home until late as they’re going to an afterparty.  There are probably a bunch of young groupie bitches there too.” I’m starting to see a pattern here with young girls and bitterness.  Well I’m still hard a fuck but believe the party is over for me.  Her mascara has run all on her face and she looks spent.  She gets up and says, “I have to go now.” FUCK I’m thinking this really isn’t happening.  She walks out of my room and I get up, hard dick poking through my boxers to follow her out.  She starts down the stairs and I’m like “Wait, are you gonna be ok?  She says “What do you care?” and tell her well I don’t want you leaving here and crashing your car.  She’s says “thanks” with her back to me and I say, “maybe I’ll see you again?”  In my mind I’m thinking WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY DUMBASS?  She turns around to answer and sees me at the top of the steps with my cock still hanging out of my boxers.  She has that dominatrix look in her eyes again and with an evil grin she looks up and me and says,”You want me to suck it don’t you?”  Duh of course but before I can answer she reaches in between the balusters, pulls my dick through, and starts sucking madly.

Now here’s the visual.  When the steps reach the top there is a hallway that takes you to the next set of stairs. I’m on the hallway portion and she’s on the stairs looking up at me.  Her face is a mess, her ass is still out and she’s bobbing, licking and sucking like a fiend.  I can’t tell is she’s doing this to please me or get back at him but she’s making my eyes roll back in my head. I’m holding onto the railing and arching forward and she’s tugging as she sucks talking to me or herself saying, ”Yes, like that, here’s your party.  Can your bitches do this?”  She is sucking my dick so good I completely forget that she’s on the steps and I’m in the hall. With both hands on the rail, I’m holding on as she’s looking up at me mad, with her mascara smeared face in a cock sucking fury. I can’t talk to she never gets the, “I’m gonna cum” warning and the first shot squirts right into her mouth.  She pulls back as the next one hits the already smeared face and she lets the rest run on the front of her latex outfit and it is a sight to see.  I hit her hair, face, neck and she just stood there.  I felt bad and said I’d go and get a towel for her and she replies, “No, I’m going home just like this, fuck him.”  As she walks down the stairs she says, “Next time I will fuck you and if you’re good I’ll give you my ass too.”  As if it was a movie she walks out the door, I hear a car start up and drive off.  I go to the bathroom and get a towel to wipe off the cum, tears, and lipstick off my dick and kept it as a memory of one weird night.

I also stayed up all night waiting for her boyfriend to show up at my place as I totally expected her to go home cum drenched just to piss him off.  What a night.

My First Older Woman – Part 1

Sometimes when I’m on long drives I like to turn the radio off and just ride with my thoughts. I way to clear my head, if you will.  Well I was on the turnpike late this time and thoughts of Nina (not her real name) flooded into my head.  I affectionately called her “Nasty Nina”, during our time together.  She “earned” that name not due to any health or cleanliness issues as she was a nurse and super clean, but rather due to her incredible ability to make everything so erotically “dirty.”

Nina was the first older woman I had ever been with as I was 23 and she was 30.  As a said before a nurse, very professional, with deep green eyes.  If you were in a hospital and she came into your room you would not give her a second thought.  The reality was she was an erotically caged animal waiting to pounce on male prey. It was a summertime fling that was both drama filled and fun.  Here’s how it started.

It was a typical Saturday night in early June and I was just hanging out for the summer before moving on to graduate school.  A few buddies were still around and we knew the bouncers pretty well at our favorite club so we decided to go hang out and check out the action.  The crowd was pretty good and everyone was looking good.  Since this was not the big city the clubs had a decent mix of both young and older people. It had a dance club, and outdoor patio, and a piano bar.  One price got you into all the areas and we frequently moved from one section to the next.  You could meet in the club, dance for a while and if you wanted to chat with a lady, move to the bar or outdoor patio.

I see a few ladies I’ve met here before and start dancing.  We’re having fun, buddies are looking for “strange” and all is going well. Sometimes when we wanted to view the whole area we go up on the long stage and get a view of the talent.  I get the nod from the guys and we turn to hit the stage.  I look up and there she is dressed in a black latex bodysuit type outfit.  It’s sorta like a miniskirt but a one piece.  She has black knee high boots and straight fiery red shoulder length hair. I know what you’re thinking red hair again, but I guess it was a phase, lol.  She had bright red lipstick and eye liner that highlighted peircing green eyes.  Now that I think about it, she looked like a dominatrix, but I digress.  She was dancing with this guy with dreads who thought he was someone special since he played in a band.  I thought she was lookng at me (due to youth and arrogance) and got on the stage for an closer inspection.  She was medium build, about a B cup with a nice butt.  Not round and juicy but workable.  I’m on the stage now but in the back close to the mirror.  I’m checking everyone out but keeping my eye on her.  She leans to whisper something into dread’s ear, he nods and they start to walk away.  The next song that comes on is “Do Me” by BBD and something (maybe the alcohol) tells me I need to make a move. Before they get to the steps to go down the stage I catch them and say to her “I came up here for you, I think at least one dance would be fair”  To which she responds “Life isn’t fair. better luck next time” and she walks down the stage and towards the exit with her man.  Dayum! I’ve been shot down.  Didn’t see that one coming.

Sexy Dom 1, Nubian 0.

So I’m standing there looking like she just used a spiked heel to step on my nuts when I’m saved by one of my buddies who waves me down to get a drink.  We go to the piano bar as he dated one of the bartenders and she always hooked us up with beers. We’re sitting there laughing and talking about how I just got figuratively spanked on stage. After a few beers and about 20 min later, guess who comes into the piano bar?  Yup Ms Shoot Nubian down herself. She sits down a few stools away from me and my pal smoking one of those skinny Virginia Slims. Most of the people in this area are more casually dressed so she does stand out a bit.  We sit there and watch as the middle aged guys all take their shots trying to buy her a drink and get friendly, but she has her armor up and is not going for it.  My buddy and his ex behind the bar are getting really friendly again and he thinks he’s gonna score so I’m given the cue to excuse myself.  I take my beer and get up to head back towards the dance club, walking past her when I hear a now soft subtle voice say “Aren’t you going to offer to buy me a drink?”  I turn around and there she is this time with pouting eyes, very different from the stern lady on the dance floor.  I have a few beers in me now and really have nothing to lose so I say “All I wanted was a dance and you were very clear in your refusal. The ante has been raised, so a drink could cost you much more.  I think she took it as a challenge as she replied,this time in her stern voice,  ”I think I can pay that tab,”  and patted the stool next to her motioning for me to have a seat.

To be continued…

Take my wife, please?

I’m in a hotel, making out with this hot woman. She’s dressed in a sexy blue business suit, blouse open showing a blue lace bra. She’s about a 36, brown shoulder length hair, nice heels. My hands are cupping her cheeks as we make out and she has her hands on my hips. Our bodies are pressed tight as we’re in a moment of passion. We’re standing next to the bed and her deep kisses are making me harder by the moment. As she presses against me she feels how hard I am and immediately drops to her knees, unzips my slacks, takes out my dick and puts it in her mouth. While her lips are stroking my shaft, I can feel her tongue as it swirls around my curved mushroom head and tickles my tip. She’s looking up at me making fierce eye contact. There’s something to be said for a woman who not only sucks your cock wonderfully, but looks directly with an evil grin while doing it. She pushes me back to sit on the edge of the bed without ever taking me out of her mouth. It’s obvious she’s in control here or so one would think. Suddenly I hear a voice. “Hike up your skirt so I can see your pussy honey”, a voice says from the corner. Huh? Was this a dream? No, that was her husband sitting in the chair watching the whole thing as it happens.
This was an actual experience I had about 10 years ago with a wife whose husband liked to see her with other men. Over the years I’ve had the pleasure of meeting and playing with more than my share of wives like this and it is an experience unlike any other.

First of all, these are wonderful loving couples who are very dedicated to each other. Where they differ is they are also passionate about pleasing each other. While the wives enjoy the sex immensely, they get even hotter knowing they’re turning on their husbands. It is truly a site to see. Sometimes the hubby joins in and other times he just watches. I will admit it was weird the first few times as he was “directing” his wife “baby raise your ass up so he can go deeper in your pussy” but you get used to it and even like it as you’re now a performer. Just to hear them talk to each other while it’s going on is exciting.  “You like that baby? Does he feel good in you? You’re such a dirty little fucking slut!” Dayum dude, you’re getting me harder each moment.

It’s a very weird dynamic if it’s new to you, but here’s the key.  She’s rocking your world and having a blast, but it’s all for HIM.  The reality is THEY are being intimate, you’re just the object or tool being used, something like a living vibrator.  They are one and work together.  You make contact, meet, and talk with the husband first 90% of the time as she’s his gem and he’s not going to let anything bad happen to her.  If he likes you and she’s comfortable then you’re on.  The key is to go in with no expectations.  These ladies have standards and just because she loves dick and enjoys fucking like a bunny doesn’t mean all you have to do is show up and say “OK,where’s the pussy.”  Be thankful this guy is willing to share his wife with you.  I met this one couple for dinner with the understanding that nothing was promised. If she liked me, we go back to their place.  It was a decent Italian restaurant close to their house.  We had a nice dinner, talked and I was enjoying the conversation to the point that I almost forgot I might be getting laid soon.  As we were finishing dessert hubby says “My wife would like you do come back with us.” When the bill came he reached for his wallet but I said,”Don’t worry, I got it.”  He was like “Thanks, that’s really nice of you.”  I was thinking Dude, I’m about to fuck your wife three ways sideways in front of you, slap her face with my dick (she liked that), spray her titties with my love juice and you’re thanking me?  The least I can do is pay for dinner. We went back to their place and he not only took pictures, but filmed it. We had a great time and I saw them again before they moved away.

Couples can really be fun if you have the right attitude.

The Wake up Call

Here is a true erotic experience I thought you might enjoy.  I call
it my Thursday wake up call.

During my senior year, I lived off campus with a few of my
teammates.  Being an athlete we sometimes liked living together
since we understood our academic and athletic pressures/challenges and didn’t have to worry about having a partying roommate during the season.  Well, before
the season started I met this girl who commuted to school named
Robin (not real name),  Red Robin because she had short red hair.
Well I don’t know if she liked me for the sex, my personality, or
the fact that I was a Div I athlete, but she was fun.  She was
awesome.  She’d almost always call before coming (which was a rule
we had for women *smile*), never questioned me, and allowed me to see
other girls.  Well on Thursdays my first class wasn’t until 10 so I
could kinda sleep-in. She had a 9 am on campus and had to drive in.
 Well one morning she came by without calling.  We never locked the
doors to our place so she walked in and came up to my room on the
second floor. We lived in a 3 story victorian home, which was
pretty cool, it had 2 bathrooms, 6 bedrooms, and 2 stairwells.  So
she quietly came into my room as I was half sleep.  I looked up
and saw her but was half dazed.  I did think “What the heck is she doing here without calling?” but was still too sleepy to talk.  She put her books down on my desk, knelt
by the bed and gently pulled my covers up from the side corner only
exposing my bottom half. I’ve been known to have a wicked hard-on
in the mornings and the cool air made me twitch.  Now I was also known
to wear boxers, before boxer briefs came around, and when sleeping
my manhood would fall through the slit in the front.  Well she leaned
forward and without using her hands softly put me in her mouth. 
She started slowly at first, but as I got even harder she started
going faster and sucking harder.  I could feel her tongue working
while she sucked and I started to arch and sit up.  She put her
hand on my chest as if to say lie back and relax. She then took my
hand while she continued.  I watched as she worked my tool like she
had not been fed in weeks. She totally concentrated on my cock
only occasionally peaking up to see if I was ok.  She cupped and
held my balls then went to hold down the bottom of my shaft as she
felt me quiver.  I was about to cum and I had never cum in her
mouth before, so I tried to pull back as I didn’t want to be rude.  She
again pushed me back but this time held my chest down and looked up
and grinned. she licked, then went back to a full sucking
motion and I came like wild fire. I’m sure I squirted at least 4
shots it was so intense. I could feel the beads of sweat on me. She
took it all and didn’t miss a beat.  After I went soft in her mouth
she got up, went to the bathroom and returned with my wash cloth,
warm and wet, to clean me up.  She cleaned my cock like it was a
baby’s bottom, very gentle and caring. She then got up and said
I’ll see you after lunch, walked out the door closing it behind her
and I heard her go down the stairs and leave.  This became a ritual
for almost 2 months until the season started.  When I go to back to
my school for homecoming or other events I occasionally bump into
her.  She’s married now and we never talk about it but she gives me
that look as if to say “Remember our Thursdays?”  Sometimes when I
wake up hard in the morning I think back to those days.  Those guys
who say college isn’t for them don’t know what they are missing…

Hope you liked that and it is a true story.