Real Sex Reviews

Here are some 'reviews' of real sexual experiences from the past   Sex Day Today was interesting!!  (Well, yesterday actually, cos I’m writing it the day after – too shattered last night!) After several weeks of unwelcome abstinence (from men, not from orgasms, of course!), sort of by chance, I’ve had two ‘events’ in the same day!  I must admit I’ve very seldom done this, but it’s just the way it came about.  I knew I had a gang bang planned for the evening, but then this rather lovely guy I met at a previous group event asked me if I might be free for a one to one during the day, so I decided to take the whole day off and go for it – make it ‘sex day’! He was very nice – six foot three (sorry, still desperately into tall guys at the moment), with wonderful thick, longish hair – so many guys are cropped short nowdays, it’s nice to have something to grab and run your fingers through. As an encounter, it was your classic ‘short and sweet’.  We both ‘did each other’ pretty straightforwardly, and that was that! I was a bit disappointed, cos I’d sort of hoped it might be a long, passionate session like with P, but he had something to go to, and didn’t really seem that interested in getting to know me, or spending any more time together.  I was only there about an hour, which I think was a bit on the short/rude side, but I guess it was a mutual thing, and I was happy just to get down to the sex, without preamble. I was sitting on his sofa, and he knelt down in front of me and gave me some lovely kissing, and I enjoyed getting my hands round his lovely slim waist and long back.  He has a cute bum and a tattoo at the base of his spine – looks nice, but must be strange to have a tattoo where you can never ever see it yourself! Nice stiff cock was soon pointing at me, and he moved us over to the bed and climbed on top of me.  Mmm, he was a particularly nice man to have above you like that – I loved wrapping my arms and legs around his long body, and caressing his back and broad shoulders with my hands. He went down on me, and I thought he was competent but not a great enthusiast.  He did it relatively gently, didn’t stray the tiniest bit away from the spot - but because it was during the day and I had abstained, I was very pleased to come really really quickly and easily. In return I gave him a long slow sucking, and was rewarded with that lovely view – looking up and seeing a guy’s head thrown back with pleasure – eyes closed, adam’s apple protruding.  Gives me a thrill, seeing a man so absorbed in pleasure. Then I got a really long and rough fucking from the back – the sort of fucking that really makes me feel like I’ve had some, and that my juicy wet pussy is being made full use of! So much for the lunchtime liaison, but the day wasn’t over yet! It turned out okay, actually; cos I got away from his place perhaps somewhat quicker than I’d expected, I went and sat in an outdoor café I know in a park, and had a sandwich and coffee.  It was a lovely sunny day, and I like it there – it’s a place I sometimes escape to when I’m unexpectedly free during the day. I sat there thinking it’s not such a bad thing to be living in the city, when you can get to one lover’s house within half an hour, then stop off at the park, then go home and relax and have another shower in advance of getting a cab to the gang bang venue – which was a big hotel only 5 mins away from where I live! The group thing had been organised by my fuckbuddy C and as always it was nice to see him again.  I had invited a couple of guys, and he’d said he had four, but as usual some dropped out – still, two of his turned up, so we did end up with me plus five guys.  C and me looked at each other and he said, ‘not a bad turnout, the best for a while’. The guys were all okay and experienced.  We had a drink then went up to the room, a few at a time.  Four out of five of them were really up for it and randy, and had stripped off and were all over me, like within one minute!  Unfortunately, one of the guys hung back and wouldn’t strip off.  I tried to be reassuring and friendly to him, but after watching for a while, he looked increasingly uncomfortable and then took off. I guess it was the bi thing, he said he wasn’t sure about it.  I partly felt sympathetic, because I wouldn’t want someone to have an experience they were really uncomfortable with, but on the other hand everything was made perfectly clear in advance, so why did he ever say he was up for it in the first place!  In fact it made me feel very uncomfortable to have him watching, and then you feel like you’ve been rejected, and you don’t know what his motives were – and that he’s really messed everyone else around. Other than that though, it was a particularly brilliant, spectacular group thing!  The guys were so great, all over me and all over each other.  I just got surrounded immediately, and it was all hard cocks and kissing and licking and sucking.  One of the guys was particularly good with the oral so I enjoyed that and he got me very wet.  Three out of four of them fucked, though not for a while – lots of general playing first.  I just love being in the middle of a clump of naked men – having them reach over you, or lean against you, as they go for someone else’s cock. There was a magic moment when I was on my knees on the bed with C and one of the other guys sucking on my tits, so their heads were pressed right against each other, while a third guy was kneeling up beside me kissing me (and the fourth was sucking C’s cock).  I just love to have several men’s heads gathered round and close against me – especially nuzzling my tits (some sort of misplaced maternal urge, perhaps!) So I got seriously fucked, mainly from the back, and also found myself on the floor with them all standing round me so I could play with all their cocks.  I do like that. In the end, I sucked on C’s lovely shaved balls while he wanked and came over my tits, and in fact all the others came on my face and tits at more or less the same time, so it was a bit of spunk show. I then struggled to come with a vibrator, cos I was so close I didn’t want to give up on it, and managed it in the end, but afterwards felt bad that they were half of them getting dressed already while I was still wanking! Oh well, can’t complain though, it was a pretty good session, and I loved being naked and getting nice goodbye kisses from all of them once they were dressed and leaving. It’s tough being fucked and kissed by four men one minute, and then being left on your own.  Had some serious post-coital (post gang bang!) blues. Roll on next time! Overnight Threesome After a hassled day, I want to recount Friday night, so I don’t forget.  I was on such an almost spiritual plane on Saturday, I want to hold onto the feeling. It’s the obsession again, the feeling that I am acting on it, and whenever it’s happening, whenever it’s ‘now’, I feel such UTTER JOY.  Difficult to understand the psychology; you could just put it down to self gratification again.  I only know that I know what I want, and like, and need! D and J in Oakwood.  I didn’t get fucked, but I did get unrushed hours of the other elements, ie lying between them, fooling round and talking and wanking, getting hugged and kissed and squeezed and spanked and held so beautifully, and being told nice things.  It was a dream of escapism and relaxation, and made me cry because it was so close to the ultimate emotional experience, but not quite it.  The bit that moved me was staying the night.  They fell asleep on each side of me, beautifully entwined, and I just lay there in ecstasy thinking, it’s now, it’s actually happening, I’ve got to keep having this! Having seen lots of variations of the hetero relationship, I didn’t quite work this one out.  D was younger and gorgeous – ten out of ten, which is why it annoyed me he wouldn’t fuck. Still, just to hold and fondle and kiss for so long – just to be fed wine from his lips – I’ll never forget that!  J was older and really a ‘no’ except that he made up for it by being the very kind one who moved me and who I actually got on better with – D was pure brag, really going on too much about his properties, various sexual experiences, etc. I don’t think there was a bi factor, though I did notice D doing a bit of stroking and spanking of J.  My impression (denied when I suggested it) was that D was fixing J up as a favour – J had the erection problems, so D was unwilling to fuck unless J did.  Whatever his (D’s) reasons, he let me down, because he was obviously randy.  It’s confusing that they seemed to want me to go back, though.  Much as I loved all the cuddling, I’m not sure I want to go back just to be coaxed into ‘helping’ J all the time. I came, wanking, in the evening, and they both actually came onto me in the morning, but as I say, the lack of actual hard and intimate fucking was a shame.  But it was good – very good, being played with by both of them – pussy and tits – and, as I’ve said, held down and spanked hard, and crouching over D after I’d come, with J squeezing down on us from behind. Bliss, bliss, bliss, bliss!!!! So Fuckable! I have no regular lover at the moment and really miss the familiarity of it.  On the other hand, I’m very much in ‘lust mode’ and keep eyeing people up.  Something will have to be arranged very soon! There WAS that guy a few weeks ago – a dom guy I met in town.  Wasn’t sure about him at first but he invited me back to a nice hotel room and it turned out really well.  First time I’d had a good licking for ages, and he had a nice attitude.  He said; ‘I want you to come because otherwise I’M not happy; I want to know I’m doing it right.’ I also like that he kept saying to me, ‘You’re SO fuckable’.  Music to my ears! But best of all we were on a wavelength about the SM thing.  Strange that you can come across a complete stranger and you both have the same sexual outlook about the male dom thing – he really sounded like he knew all about it, and the sorts of things I wanted to hear and to do.  Immediately talking about the idea of getting me fucked by lots of other men, of sharing me with another dom guy (oh, yes please!), of making me dress up for him in rubber gear he was going to buy me! It’s only every so often I come across a guy who seems to be my opposite number, as it were, sexually.  Obviously my inclinations aren’t unique – in fact, must be pretty mainstream – if there are guys out there who pick up on it so easily. Unfortunately, though he’s saying he’s keen to meet again, he’s been away on business, so I doubt the dom threesome is going to happen. I loved the feel of his hands on me, touching and rubbing me all over, spanking me and finger fucking me.  I loved his nice big cock and the easy way he fitted into me – sat back comfortably so I could play with myself while he fucked me. I loved the way he held my wrists down hard; they felt bruised the next day.  I think maybe it’s time to move away from gang bangs and bi threesomes, and back to some serious SM! Safe Sex and Dildos Well, this is an example of a Real Sex Review which isn’t going to be pure enthusiasm, but more like a real film or theatre review – plus points, negative points, enjoyment and criticism. I went to see two bi guys at one of their places.  I was really looking forward to it – I thought it would be like the threesomes in the early days – quality men, a duo of buddies fucking round together. It started off very well – they were both intelligent and friendly and attractive enough.  I thought I was onto a good thing - that maybe they’d be ongoing friends. We went upstairs and I was really excited – lovely to have them holding and kissing and stripping me – definitely got what I wanted at the beginning and was very excited and happy – but unfortunately only for a few minutes. It just didn’t go too well.  They didn’t do much with me or with each other – basically they both had stiffness/condom problems and only the older guy fucked me very briefly.  Can’t help being a bit disappointed to be with two guys and not get any sort of proper fucking.  I hate it when that happens, but basically it was one of those sex events – and I’ve had several like that – where the best bits are at the beginning and it all goes downhill from there. I’ve had far worse threesomes, but still, as an overall experience, I wouldn’t give it many marks out of ten. Having started off liking them both, I rapidly went off them during the course if it.  The younger guy was so laid back he seemed bored – didn’t make any effort with me, didn’t succeed fucking and then just sat there doing nothing.  Anything you said to him, he just laughed in an inane way – maybe it was a drugs thing. The older guy was very outgoing and pushy and I liked him a lot initially – wonderful physically, big and hairy, big cock (which unfortunately wasn’t stiff for long) and really liked his kissing – also his licking.  But he had a manner that bordered on offensive.  Too much going on about all the things he’d done sexually with other people; making me flinch by being rough with my nipples, then saying ‘Gosh, you’re so sensitive, I can’t do anything with them’, like I’ve done something wrong. Licking me relatively briefly and saying almost immediately, ‘You don’t come very easily do you’ and going on about some other woman who comes every five minutes. He was making me feel bad, and I have to remind myself – it’s him not me, I’ve been with hundreds of guys, and most of them haven’t touched me like that, haven’t said things like that. The worst thing that happened was that relatively early in the proceedings, he produced a dildo and I politely asked him to put a condom on it.  He reacted angrily, throwing it on the bed and saying, ‘It’s only plastic, it’s clean’. I ended up apologising but saying, ‘It’s a reasonable request, it always says everywhere to use condoms on dildos, especially with a couple of bi guys who are strangers – I can’t know whether it’s just been up someone’s arse’. I’m sure I’m right – on the few occasions people have suggested using their own dildos with me before, I haven’t even had to ask, they’ve just done it – and it’s a bit off and unnecessary to refuse such a simple safe sex request. Anyway, I’m a sensitive soul and I think this guy’s reaction – this little argument - despite me trying to keep it playful, spoiled the atmosphere, and it didn’t really recover. I’ve ended up feeling very low and disappointed.  Although some sort of contact with two men is always better than none, I didn’t get enough of what I wanted, and I have no interest in going back to see them again. They’re probably sitting there ‘reviewing’ me now – saying what they liked and didn’t like. I guess in the end they weren’t up for much and we didn’t get on well enough. Never mind – better luck next time. A Christmas Fuck Thank heavens I got myself a Christmas fuck – I was gagging for it! And with someone special!  He contacted me a couple of weeks ago – he’s got his own place now, would I like to come round?  So yesterday I got summoned.  ‘Dial-a- slut’ – we were kidding round.  (When I arrived I said, ‘You called for a slut, sir’.) Cold night, nice place, warm welcome.  Took him a bottle of wine, really enjoyed kissing him again.  He soon had my top open and was sucking at my tits.  I love the way he appreciates them – he sucks hard on my nipples, loves to get a real mouthful.  In fact he can be quite rough – he bites on my nipples, bites hard.  I was stroking and holding his lovely erection through his jeans, mm so nice to see a familiar lover again. I lay on his sofa and he had my clothes off and then his own.  He had me suck his cock and his lovely lovely shaved balls.  I love sucking them so much, I didn’t think I’d ever have the privilege again. He told me to kneel down on the floor next to the sofa, then came up behind me, pushed his cock against me, played with my tits from behind, kissed me from behind.  He went and got a blindfold and put it on me.  Then some handcuffs, ones lined with red fur.  He cuffed my hands behind my back – not comfortable, but he was checking I was okay with them, being very attentive and sensible. Then he went and got a crop and gave me a bit of a spanking with it – nothing serious.  I could have taken much more.  Then quite soon I heard him open and put a condom on, and he just got down behind me and got himself up my pussy, like he was really keen.  He fucked me a bit like that, pushing my head down into the cushions on the sofa.  Then he told me to lean over the side of the sofa, a bit higher, and gave me a long hard fucking like that.  This was all still with the blindfold on and my hands tied behind my back.  He got the vibrator I’d bought with me and started to use it on my clit and up my pussy. He took me into his bedroom, and I commented on the fact that he had a ‘bondage bed’ – ie with an iron frame.  He said, that’s right, and promptly handcuffed me to the top of it. Then he got on top of me and bit my nipples some more, and then really got into some serious fucking, yanking me around, lifting my legs up, being crude and saying things like, ‘this is what you came here for, wasn’t it?’ Then he let my arms free and I played with myself, using the vibrator.  He used my new dildo up me and I really, really enjoyed the sensations.  It’s been a long time since anyone’s participated in my wanking like that – I do love it when someone moves the dildo just right.  I was really aroused and though it took a long time, I had a lovely big, slow orgasm.  He’s not a licker, but at least he was there with me when it happened, and at least I did come. I sucked him a lot.  He cock is lovely.  His balls, as I’ve said, are particularly suckable.  I asked him if he’d shaved them for me, and he said yes, he’d shaved that evening. We talked and fantasised about the sorts of things we like to do together.  Usually when I’ve seen him there have been one or several other men present, but it was really a pretty good one to one.  His body is so perfect, I love every bit of it.  I particularly love kissing him in the crease at the tops of his thighs – so clean and soft and private and perfect, that secret, intimate place. I said I reckoned he’d seen me fuck at least 20 or 30 other guys, during our adventures. I asked him when he’d last sucked a cock, and he said about a month ago. I encouraged him to fuck me again now my pussy was loose and wet, and he did so, for so long, from the back, that I got dry again because of the condom and he had to use some lube.  He fucked and fucked so hard, and spanked my arse, and grabbed at my hair.  He was in a rough mood – he said he felt like being dom. Then he went and washed and said he needed to come, and that I was to suck him.  I sucked and he wanked, and then he stood up on the bed and warned me I was going to get a mouthful of spunk.  He said there would be a lot of it cos he hadn’t come for a while.  I didn’t hesitate to open wide and swallow his spunk.  It also sprayed all over my face and I had to go and wash my eyes out. I sucked gently on his cock after he’d come, still admiring his gorgeous body, and we kissed some more. Always difficult to tear myself away from familiar men – but I managed to extract myself without getting over-emotional or ‘silly’.  One day I’ll learn to be cool, and leave without that feeling of depression. Only afterwards I thought, I don’t know where I’m at with him.  Maybe I should be strong and let it go, otherwise I’ll always be terrified that soon, he won’t want to see me any more. A few days ago I was writing about how a previous lover once said to me, ‘Do you want to be made love to, or just fucked?’  My Christmas lover has been with me many  times over a few years, but one thing’s for sure – it’s only ever been fucking, there has never been any sign of a deeper affection, he’s never made love to me. Well never mind, the fucking’s good, so I’ll settle for the fucking! Fag Hag Fag Break Well, the new year is shaping up quite well!  Couple of excellent encounters last week, and then yet another utterly fantastic bi threesome with M. The other guy K was slightly chubby, and very relaxed and experienced.  Just our type really, very good fit and we all hit it off so well. The memory that’s left me swooning is actually at the end (after about three and a half hours), when I lay on the bed between them and they were both smoking.  (The ashtray resting on my hip, M biting my earlobe from behind, mmm.)  I was thinking, God it’s years since my first ever threesome, but it STILL never loses it’s appeal. I’m still always thrilled at being in the proximity of such masculinity – still like an excited teenager in a perpetual swoon! Last year I felt I’d gone off the bi thing a bit – had enough of watching guys sucking cock, and swung back towards straight scenes, where I’m the only one getting the attention!  But then when those two got naked with me, and when their hands are on each other, and there’s that wonderful three way thing, when everyone’s touching each other – well it was mindblowing! We just did all the bi threesome things – me sucking cock with each of them, M fucking me right over K’s face, so he could lick the action, and they were the kissing type, so I enjoyed watching them snog, and joining in for that ultimate intimacy – the three way kiss.  (Oh, we did lots of that!) K liked to have his nipples played with, so we obliged, and when we were each sucking his nipples he said, ‘God, you two are so horny’.  I think he enjoyed himself! They were both rock hard, nice similar sized big cocks (‘matching pair’), and both gave me lots of fucking. I had a lovely big orgasm sitting on the sofa with K working the dildo inside me and me using a vibrator.  Really delicious orgasm, really hot wet cunt afterwards. I lay on the floor playing with myself for them while they sat and had fag breaks.  There was some interesting conversation about their first bi experiences (“someone was sucking my cock and I suddenly realised I was kissing the only woman – I thought, well you can either freak out, or decide, well it’s quite nice really”).  And about their preferences – how they work with gay guys but don’t fancy them.  K was saying he’s more bottom than top – not so much an SM thing, just prefers taking cock than fucking men.  He says he deliberately saves fucking for women, so that being with men is something different. All this male sex talk I end up listening to!  I’ve heard the term ‘fag hag’ for a woman who hangs around with gay guys.  Am I a fag hag?  No, I think that’s more of a social thing.  I don’t think fag hags suck the guys’ cocks.  Or watch them fuck.  (I may be wrong!) Oh, yes, M fucked K – properly, long and deep and hard.  Mmmmm, nice sight. The other lingering memory is M’s balls in my mouth – lovely shaved balls, so smooth and familiar and comforting to suck on – mmmm I wish I was sucking on them NOW! Tattoo Man Mmmmmmm - what an interesting evening, what an interesting man. Slim, tough looking, cropped hair – seems to be my type at the moment. And – tattoos!!  Don’t think I’ve ever been with a guy with so many – artistic stuff all down his harms and on his back.  He really was glorious – wonderful body, utterly cute and perfect bum, fantastic big cock, and his balls and pubes shaved (‘specially for me’).  I really liked him anyway, and we got on very well, but when he got naked, well, his tattoos did make him look special and exotic. I am slightly hooked anyway at the moment on male shoulders and shoulderblades – kissing a guy on the back of his neck, stroking the hollow in his back and the contours of his shoulder bones as he lies propped up on the bed – but with colourful and exotic tattoos all over his shoulders and arms as well – well, it was an aesthetic as well as an erotic experience! Don’t want to be tiresome in my enthusiasm about men and what they do, but honestly, this guy just scored top marks – he did everything right. I loved the way he kissed, it was just wonderful.  Sometimes kisses don’t work so well, but with this guy it felt like I’d been kissing him all my life – just perfect. Yes and he licked me so well, too.  A perfect touch, lovely wet and enthusiastic licking, tongue fucking my pussy, then finger fucking it too.  Trying different things, really getting into it. Patiently and expertly bringing me to a wonderful orgasm. I spent ages licking his shaved balls, mm quite into that, and sucking him of course (very suckable!)  Then he put a condom on (easily), and got himself up my pussy (easily) – he was expert at everything, and yet he said he’s only had long term relationships in which he’s been faithful, and he told me I was only his fourth ever woman. It was a lovely, long, glorious fucking of my very juicy pussy, and then after a (long) while he said, ‘turn over’, and took me from the back, and it felt like such a comfortable perfect fit – I so love the feel of a guy pressing up against my thighs, slapping against me – I love it! I loved that he played around with the entry a lot – kept pulling out and plunging in again, teasing just with the tip of it – he was enjoying watching it.  I felt loose and comfortable after my orgasm and even though he was quite big, just completely relaxed and pushed back on him, so he was really deep, and really fast and rough. And then he came nice and loud and enthusiastic, whilst uttering a variety of swear words – mm I love to hear a man’s enjoyment like that! He has a flat near me, so I hope I’ll see him again – but if it was a one night stand, I have to say it may well have been the best ever!! Quality Not Quantity Phew!!  Another one of those threesomes where both of them fuck repeatedly and for ever!  Both of them came three times (last time both over my tits – absolutely simultaneous!) and I came twice – once with a cock up me (‘which was nice’). It was another attempt at a gangbang arranged via the internet.  Lots of tension and hassle about organising, various people dropping out, some not showing up.  Started off with 4 guys – very nice to meet and kiss them all hello in the pub – but one bottled out immediately (nervous and inexperienced – shame, he was nice and he missed out on a great scene!) Another one was with us for a while but transpired to be of the ‘shoots and leaves’ variety. As for the remaining two – well, talk about quality not quantity! If every time one of them fucked me had been a different guy – well, must have been like taking 10 at least!  They certainly made the most of my pussy! They were both brilliant – friendly, intelligent, confident, cool, relaxed, experienced, randy.  Lovely cocks, lovely fingers (touching me nicely), lovely kissing.  Must’ve been nearly a 4 hour session – really felt comfortable with them, and appreciated, and well fucked! Only when they put their clothes on again at the end, I felt a bit intimidated – like they were strangers again, and out of my league in the real world. Still, I got what I wanted!  Lovely long moment when I sat on the bed and they stood in front of me and I sucked their cocks – separately and together – for ages, and it was almost like being in a cocksucking trance. I realise I shut my eyes, sometimes, automatically, when sucking, just like when kissing, and have to remind myself to open them so I can see what I’m doing – enjoy the view and have a nice memory. Also had them both naked, kissing me, pressing me up against the wall, rubbing their stiff cocks on me.  We shared a little fantasy – ‘Imagine I’ve walked up to you in the pub and said – excuse me gentlemen, but no-one’s turned up for my gangbang, I wonder if you’d like to fuck me?  And they say – well, we don’t know, to prove you’re serious we’d have to put our fingers up your pussy to see if it’s wet and if we like it – so I stand at the bar and they try my pussy out, and then they say – well alright, but only if we can bring our friends over there…’ This seemed to create some pleasing stiffness and urgency! Profound thought for the day:  I haven’t chosen my sexuality.  I may have chosen to act on it, but it’s like what they say about just ‘knowing’ you’re gay – I guess it’s outside of my control that extreme gangbang fantasies make my pussy wet, and that the experience of having naked men lying round me taking turns to fuck is what I crave, and speaks to my emotions so! Sex in the Afternoon Wow! Phew! What an afternoon! Quality not quantity is the theme of the moment, I think!  And, having blown lots of money recently, isn’t it nice that some of the very best things in life don’t even cost anything! Spent about three and a half hours with my new local lover, P.  It was solid action, kissing and cuddling and touching and fucking and… he licked me off THREE times!!!!!!!!  Of all the men I’ve ever known, he’s got to be the keenest (okay, one of the keenest) to lick my pussy.  He just has that genuine passion for it, where he can’t tear himself away.  I hadn’t come for about 5 days cos I’ve been away, so I thought it would be easy – first orgasm came really quickly and very strong, second one came quicker than I expected, but relatively weak.  Third one, later (I hadn’t even dared hope he’d do it again!) also came quite easily. It really is the most wonderful, glorious escapism to lie in his lovely quiet room on a weekday afternoon, and have the feel of his sweet warm mouth on me, doing such lovely things – rubbing myself against his face, getting that lovely pleasure and knowing that he’s really happy doing it. I think we get on well sexually cos we both find each other so attractive.  The way he touches and kisses and plays with my bum and tummy and tits, I know he’s really keen on my body, I’m his type of woman.  He loves to hug my bum from behind, kiss it and bury his head in it – he likes to lick me from behind (I do love that too), and he delves to lick my arsehole as well (he ran a bath for me and gave me a wash first, which was nice and intimate). And I find his body so glorious and comfortable, like we really fit together well.  He’s tall and thin with lovely broad shoulders and a nice cute arse, and a good sized, very suckable cock.  It seems every time my hand strays down along his body, his cock is just there, I find it with my hand so easily.  And I love to be able to wrap my arms around his back, and stroke his lovely hair, and accept his lovely kisses.  He’s very quiet, but seems genuinely appreciative.  When I offered to suck him off, he said “it just gets better and better”, so I think he’s not hugely experienced and really pleased to have me as a lover. It really is a pure, lustful, sexual enjoyment, being with him.  Though I think he’s really sweet and nice, I don’t think there’s any chance of an emotional involvement, and maybe it is better just to enjoy emotionless sex after all – saves on the tears when it’s over.  (Anyway, it’s not emotionless, it’s just different emotions!) When I arrived he wrapped his arms round me and we had a lovely long kissing session in the hallway.  I was so hot for it and aroused – he started rubbing my pussy through my knickers and I was gloriously turned on and enjoying it.  He had his arms round my waist, his hands exploring my bum, it was so lovely.  I leaned against his stairs to give him a view of my arse, and he pulled my skirt down from the top.  I’d put nice black lacy knickers on and stockings and suspenders, which I don’t think I’ve bothered with for him before, and he really liked it! (“That’s a nice outfit you’ve got on there!”)  I sunk down onto the steps with my skirt halfway down my thighs, my top pulled up and my tits lifted out of my bra.  It did feel like a really sexy moment, being blatantly half-naked at the bottom of his stairs, having him lean over and start to suck on my tits.  I’d been rubbing his cock gently through his trousers, but once I was sitting I undid his belt, teased it a bit more by rubbing the top of it through his pants, then let it spring free, and got my mouth round it.  I really wanted to please him and give him a good time.  He’s so good to me sexually, I don’t want to lose him! Then after the randy moment at the bottom of the stairs, we went to his bedroom and started playing. After I think it was my second orgasm, he fucked me for ages from the back.  When he comes, he grabs my shoulders, and wraps his arms round me, feeling for my tits, squeezing and squashing them hard.  He says he ‘can’t help himself’.  I just love that, the masculine abandon, the uncontrollable, almost violent physical passion at the end.  And then a lovely grateful kiss on my back, on my bum.  Mmmmm, he really is such a good lover.  He said he came a second time ‘down his thigh’ when he licked me off again – triggered by my writhing round as I came.  Nice – that he was so aroused by pleasing me and making me come that he shot his load despite himself. Then we climbed into his bed, and I got lots of lovely warm cuddling and kissing, and I did have that ‘continuity’ feeling, like, does it really matter who the man is who’s holding me – as long as there is one (are several!) holding me like that occasionally.  I do particularly love the feel of his body, though – fantastic.  I went under the covers and had a long moment sucking him (though we eventually gave up on a third orgasm for him).  I remember thinking – what a nice place to be.  Under the covers with a gorgeous man, sucking a gorgeous cock, in the middle of the day when you should be at work, having a bit of precious escapism!  Wow, what a great session – I was so shattered afterwards! A Pretty Pussy Yesterday, a gorgeous hunk of a man kept saying to me, ‘You really do have such a pretty pussy’. I stopped myself from saying, ‘You’re the second guy who’s said that to me this week’! It’s true, I’ve been with two fantastic men this week and they’ve both called my pussy ‘pretty’. I said to S. yesterday, ‘I bet you say that to all the girls!’ but he said – no, really, it’s a classic shape and lovely big lips. Well, if you say so – I haven’t had anything to do with it, and since I don’t look at pussies much myself, I couldn’t comment! S. also seems to particularly like my tits – I love watching his hands on them. I saw him yesterday after some weeks, and he’s gone from being very skinny (when I first met him, after he’d been abroad for a while) to filled out into the most perfect hunky body imaginable!  He’s gorgeous – I don’t deserve to be with him, he’s so breathtaking!  Broad shoulders, flat stomach, and the most incredibly gorgeous big long cock. After he’d licked me off really nicely and fucked a bit – mainly from the back – he sat looking at me and wanked to a second orgasm. Oh, wow!  I wish I’d had a video camera!  He was stupendous!  Sitting sprawled in a chair, legs wide, wanking his big cock quite roughly, pulling hard on his balls.  And then just like I love, throwing his head back as he came, his Adam’s apple protruding, rolling his head around, jerking with the pleasure of his orgasm.  He was quite a sight! I can’t help it, I’ve got a thing for tall men at the moment.  (S. is six foot one.)  I don’t think I ever particularly noticed before about height, but now I realise I just love kissing upwards – being at nipple height, having someone’s arm slip easily round your shoulders. Maybe it’s my submissiveness, that I love to look up at men.  Still, I’m not going to discount shorter ones – can always kneel down, or lie on the floor!! Well, S. was pretty perfect, but so was P. earlier this week.  Met him in the pub I met my ‘To Cry For’ Master some years ago.  He’s very local to me, so the idea of popping in to his place after work appealed.  He was a lovely mild, slightly shy guy – very friendly, with a nice sense of humour. He was trying to be non-pushy and I thought he wouldn’t invite me back, but luckily he did. He’s six foot, and a builder, so again great body – broad shoulders, lovely arse – gorgeous evenly cropped hair, and a lovely medium/large uncut, very easy to wank cock. He was a great kisser – we seemed to fit together nicely, and he soon had his hands on my arse, and had me down on the sofa, kissing and sucking on my tits. What followed was really good sex – I guess we were both experienced and keen on each other physically, and we slipped into that intense atmosphere that I love of not talking too much, just playing. He licked me off SO perfectly, it was a joy.  Oh, thank God for men who not only know how to do it, but say they love doing it (he’s sent me an email saying how he couldn’t tear himself away from my pussy).  Sure enough I got an equally perfect second orgasm as well – God, he was just so good – and mad for my arse, couldn’t stop squeezing and playing with it. He had a couple of fucks as well – in a nice comfortable sideways position – so he could see my body, he said. I was so thrilled and chuffed to have had such a great session – I just hope he’s keen to meet again. (Later) Have just been unexpected licked off again, so that’s four lickings-off by three different men in four days – feeling a bit guilty!  Can’t say I haven’t had lots of good sex recently (and in life in general). Three Plus One Well, I’ve had some good times with A- and H-, but last night was so fantastic, it’s got to be one of the best nights of my life! I’ve always been hooked on threesomes, but now being with three guys is blowing my mind as even better – it’s such a great number, they’re all around you and there’s always something going on.  I’ve had a fair few instances of me plus three, but this has been special because I know these two guys better – they’re so friendly and we must’ve been together five or six times (with various others present), so there’s a great sense of trust and familiarity.  I do so love kissing guys I know hello; nuzzling up to familiar bodies! So – the third guy I- was a late addition and straight.  He wasn’t experienced but turned out to be very easygoing, and it was actually quite special that it happened the way it did – that he was relaxed and interested enough to be with us and watch the guys together without actually joining in.  Of course I was full of assurances about that nothing would happen he didn’t want, and though I did take him aside once and ask him if he’d like A- to suck him, he said no, so there was no contact at all – though he was happy to fuck and play with me in close proximity to the others, like he was quite used to gang bangs! I’ll remember the look A- gave him on turning up at the pub – a sort of ‘well, hello, so this is what I’ve got to play with tonight then, not bad’ look – because he hadn’t read my email properly and thought the guy was bi.  When I reminded him he said to me (in private) – ‘straight, oh shit – as long as I get my hour of cock before going home’.  As it turned out he just plunged in on H-’s cock after a while anyway and I- was quite unfazed! If it was really this guy’s first experience of any sort of group sex or broadminded situation, he got a pretty amazing scene – and some pretty friendly and okay people to do it with (though I say so myself!) We went to the room around 8pm and it ended around 11.30/12.00 so pretty much 4 hours of solid action, and one thing happening after another.  I do love long sessions, and it was so escapist and absorbing, and so so much exactly what I’m always after – quality sex of the type I like!  I’ve had a few bad – or at least disappointing – experiences over the last few months, so when it’s really good like this it makes everything worth while.  Can’t quite believe it – here I am again having fantastic sex! So I’d better describe some of what happened.  The first good bit for me (that moment I always love) was in the bar, when you’re so aware of having the three men around you, being outnumbered by masculinity – looking at their legs and crotches and thinking, ‘hey, it’s definite, it’s going to happen, I’m going to have all three to play with’. Once in the room I had my customary grope up against a wall – with I- being invited to be in the middle – ‘new man in the middle’, they were joking.  I sank onto the floor and H- knelt down and kissed me hello first, then I- did.  Then H- was behind me, holding me from behind while I- went down on me straight away – A- had a quick shower then stood there with a towel round his waist, looking down on us.  I love love love to look up and see men looking on lustfully at what I’m up to! We got onto the bed and I- carried on licking while H- and A- knelt on either side of me and I sucked both their cocks.  Immediately felt so at home and happy being back in my favourite situation.  It was actually in a hotel room we’d been in before (and liked) – and where I’d felt particularly high after a previous event - which added to the feeling of returning to a good place! I- didn’t lick me all that brilliantly – his technique was a bit too gentle/light and I couldn’t feel it very well, but by moving my hips round a bit and trying to work myself off on his tongue, and with a bit of encouragement (I hate criticising – presumably guys do it the way that other women they know like it – but it’s so frustrating when they’re expending effort but it’s not doing anything for you) I did come.  I told the guys the fantasy I’ve been using a lot recently to help get me off – a guy pulling a woman’s mouth open in some sordid place and saying, ‘er, is there anyone else here who’d like to spunk in my wife’s mouth, or have you all had a go.. you haven’t, okay, here you go mate..’  Or maybe it’s piss (we talked about how things have got stronger in recent years – eg anal now being the norm in porn films, and there being loads of phone line ‘hooks’ talking about things like pissing in the mouth).  I confessed to having more pissing fantasies – particularly the idea of several guys.. pissing down my knickers.  (This got picked up on later!!) I can’t remember who fucked first, I- or A-, but they both did and it was a lovely wet post orgasmic pussy!  During the course of the evening I- came three times – twice from fucking me, third time I’ll tell you about.  The first time he fucked from behind, then quite early on A- was fucking me from the front – he’s so reliable and such a long stayer, I do love his fucking.  I mustn’t forget that A- did lick me for a while before I- took over.  I do like H- very much for his friendliness and sense of humour (and bi- ness), but he’s never really stiff enough to fuck and doesn’t lick. So there was me in one of my current favourite positions – two guys holding my legs up while the third fucks me.  It’s comfortable and helpful (ie re ease of penetration), and just makes me feel wonderfully wanton and available.  I felt so so very hot after having come, with A- fucking me and kissing my tits and the others holding my legs wide – I could’ve fucked so many guys!  I remember saying – ‘hey, it’s the longest day, why don’t you take me outdoors and get me fucked by 30 guys!’ – and I meant it too! Things got better and better.  I had brought some stuff, thinking that it would be an opportunity to try some bondage (being with two guys I knew better), and so it developed into a bit of a scene, with A- and H- getting rough – in a very nice way!  A few days ago I bought some heavy chain – I must admit it really turns me on, just for effect, draping it all over you and round your neck.  I loved the feel of it, loved turning over and looking down and seeing tits and chains.  I got blindfolded (half heartedly) and held down by H- and I- while A- used a paddle on my pussy/pubes.  H- whipped my tits and then my bum, and I got turned over for a spanking – A- and H- spanking me together, really hard! We weren’t being very discrete about noise – just forgot about it this time – so who- ever was next door probably must have heard the men talking and the spanking and whipping and my whimpers (and loud orgasms!)  A- and H- have been working on my arsehole.  A- has tried a few times and got the tip of his cock up, but it’s still very painful.  I’ve been going with the flow and accepting fingers, and there was one amazing moment when I was on all fours, draped in chains, blindfolded, sucking I-’s cock (which kept getting stiff again very quickly), getting fucked hard by A- from behind, with (and I had to ask I- exactly what was going on) apparently H-’s finger finger-fucking my arse at the same time!  (His thick middle finger – he’s a big bloke!)  Nearest I’ve been to DP yet!  It hurt but I was so aware of the amazing scene!  Kept thinking – this is such special action, it should be on video or something! A- got a bit carried away – biting my nipples, grabbing my pussy – but I have to say I encouraged him to hurt me.  What an amazing scene – 3 guys being dom, but in such a safe and reassuring situation – utterly fantastic. Then the painful spanking finger fucking and whimpering stage went on to a very relaxed long session with A- and H- playing with each other and with me, and I- on the other side playing with me – ie straight in one direction, bi in the other.  A long time sucking and wanking and relaxing together.  Then I- went down on me again (unexpected and welcome) – initially licked much better, but then sort of lost the sensation again.  However, as he persevered, I did come eventually, and it was a better orgasm – as I say I was quite loud cos I wanted to show my appreciation – so in fact I- licked me off twice during the evening, which was very welcome as the other two (much as I like them) are not keen in this area (A- licks well but always too briefly). I had a wonderful ‘post orgasmic excitement’ response – just felt so good to have come again, and reached out to grab A-’s body which was right next to me – I guess they’d been sucking – round his waist from behind, and he just at that moment turned round and said ‘can I come in your mouth’ – like me coming had brought him to the brink – and I said yes with complete abandon and no hesitation – it was a brilliant moment.  He came all over my tongue and face, and then I- moved round and did the same.  I lay there some while with them all looking at me.  Rapturous state! I haven’t covered everything, but this is some of it!  I- left on very friendly terms, but we carried on (but he was with us most of the time – probably 3 hours).  At one point A- said, ‘come on, we’re going to make that fantasy of yours come true’.  I’ve been pissed on a few times in my life – by a good master once, I remember, and by a group of 3 or 4 another time – I remember them standing up on the edges of the bath and doing it – but this was years ago.  I’m suddenly keen on this as an extension/further expression of SM.  I loved kneeling in the bath and watching A- piss for ages on my tits and stockings til they were soaked.  (H- stood beside him wanking, and has since sent me an email saying ‘more piss please – that was some sight!’) I had a shower, and came out to find A- working away on H-.  I got behind him and started to play with his glorious arse.  His movements were begging for it, so I put a finger up his arsehole and fucked him, wanting to please and arouse him as much as I could.  I loved kissing his gorgeous back and shoulder, while watching him suck H-.  He ended up coming all over H-’s cock – not something I’ve seen before – and then sucking and licking it all up (and then I sucked it some!)  H- then wanked with me resting a tit in his mouth so he could suck my nipple, and me and A- playing one each with his nipples.  He also came, and I enjoyed the unspoken patience between me and A- – we all know how difficult it can be to come at times, and you have to allow that in another person, and just wait. Eventually A- left – he’s even more attractive with his clothes on – gorgeous black jeans and black jacket – couldn’t bear to see him go. Stayed a little while with H- – showed him my rubber sheet, lay under it while he rubbed his hands all over me through it – then eventually about 1am got left alone and crashed out. All through the night – in my dreams – kept trying to recapture moments from the scene, going over it in my mind, not wanting to lose it.  Definitely had a lingering effect in the morning – my cunt so swollen still, swooning at the thought of it – had to wank twice in the morning before I settled down. When you’re back in ‘reality’ mode, you feel like these things don’t have much lingering effect – it has to be happening in the present – a memory isn’t enough.  So basically can’t wait till I’m back in gang bang heaven again!!