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  <title>I am not work safe...</title>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fortunes_desire:5069</id>
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    <title>fortunes_desire @ 2004-09-03T11:04:00</title>
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    <content type="html">I am still lurking around, though the urge to write has not struck me much lately. Other urges have been given into, in abundance though, not to worry. It would seem that I'm so wrapped up in the doing that I don't have much left for the writing. J and I live together now, and that has opened up many doors for us. One door being, of course, our apartment door, to find an irate neighbor complaining that the sounds of our nighttime activity keep her awake all night. *shrugs* Such is life, I suppose. We've been experimenting more and more, with video cameras, cock rings and adding another female. Things have yet to get boring, and I promise a HOT update soon.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fortunes_desire:4732</id>
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    <title>fortunes_desire @ 2004-05-13T21:15:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-14T04:21:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-14T04:21:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I haven't updated much at all lately. Feel free to bend me over and give my ass a good lashing. J and I found a nice apartment together and promptly broke in every room in our new home. I've found that the speaker in the corner of the room is particularly nice if I sit on it with my legs over J's shoulders...he seems to get the deepest penetration that way. We give into each other 2 or 3 times a day now, and I'm insatiable. The more I have it, the more I want it. I want it right now; his slick smooth cock sliding into my mouth, slapping my cheeks in a teasing way, his head gently nudging at my tight entrance. Soon I'll have an update worthy of reading. For now...I'm just going to enjoy doing.</content>
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    <title>fortunes_desire @ 2004-04-04T18:52:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-05T01:56:26Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Crass as this may sound, I am exceptionally cum hungry today. I want it shot across my face, rubbed into the flesh of my thighs, coursing down the back of my throat. I want to bathe in it, be baptised in it; it washes over me and everything is fresh and new. I can guarantee that no place of worship in your neighborhood offers cum baptismals. You should come over to my house to worship.</content>
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    <title>fortunes_desire @ 2004-04-03T20:18:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-04T04:21:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-04T04:21:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things have been going really well lately...in all aspects of my life. I have some stories in the making, but right now I'm just enjoying the ruminations of my mind. Fun times. I had a very wild dream last night that I think I'm going to try and re-enact with J. Fantasies were made to explore.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fortunes_desire:3869</id>
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    <title>fortunes_desire @ 2004-04-01T09:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-01T17:19:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-01T17:19:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I watched much porn last night and had phone sex with J. Who says a guy's libido is higher than a girl's?? It must have been a guy with a cold fish for a partner. We should feel sorry for that guy.</content>
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    <title>fortunes_desire @ 2004-03-24T15:26:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-24T23:29:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-24T23:29:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Time for an interactive post. Leave me a comment, in full detail, either with your username or anonymous, and let me know what someone could say to you that would drive you wild with lust. My inquiring mind wants to know.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fortunes_desire:3578</id>
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    <title>Rub it like you mean it.</title>
    <published>2004-03-21T01:47:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-21T01:47:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Three points of interest, arranged in NO particular order, but all very related to one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am seeing J tonight.&lt;br /&gt;2) I have lube in my purse.&lt;br /&gt;3) Never underestimate the power of telling your boyfriend "I'm not wearing any underwear." In a skirt. At work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Hopefully tonight will fuel my fires a little more and bring about another bout of posts.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fortunes_desire:3309</id>
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    <title>fortunes_desire @ 2004-03-19T19:21:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-20T03:32:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-20T03:32:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I cannot even begin to adequately express how very much I want for my lips to be wrapped around a rock hard shaft at this very moment. To say that I'm cock hungry would be quite fitting actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had the most amazing night the other night, and its burned into my memory now. We were on our way to a friend's house, after a family dinner, and I decided to unwind a little bit by unzipping his jeans and dabbling in some road head. That didn't last very long before we HAD to pull over. It was a gorgeous night, and I will never forget how absolutely liberating it felt to lie back on the hood of J's car, stripped entirely nude, and have him pounding me for all he was worth. The air was warm enough to please my hedonistic side, but with just enough chill to it to bring my nipples to a point that they were just begging to be sucked on. And he did that too, very well. It was a sensory overload. I was so wet that I could feel my own juices on the running along the length of my smooth, pale thighs; juices that were hot from my body but were instantly cooled in the night air. He fucked me like he would never fuck me again, and nothing was held back. I screamed and called his name, my fingernails cutting into the coiled muscles of his back. I came only instants before he did, and it was heavenly. He thrust a few final times into me, as rough and hard as I could handle before pulling out and adorning my bare stomach with his personal brand of art. We lay there on the hood, panting and giddy for a long while. I love the spontaneity of our relationship, and I love quickies. We made it to our friend's house only 15 minutes late, and quenched our well deserved thirst with cold beer. It was a night that I will remember for quite awhile.</content>
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    <title>fortunes_desire @ 2004-03-09T13:50:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-09T21:56:07Z</published>
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    <content type="html">J picked me up from work last night. It had been over a week since I last saw him, and we were worked into a frenzy. The whole time he was driving to get me, he was talking dirty to me on his cell phone. The sense of urgency was incredible...no foreplay necessary. I slid onto him, and just stayed still for a moment, savoring the way it felt to have his hard shaft imbedded in my body. I rode his cock like a woman possessed, encouraged by his hands pulling at my hair and his teeth nipping urgently on my neck. It was fucking, fueled by need only. Sometimes we make love, and that's a very warm and fuzzy sort of thing. Last night he rode me raw. I can still feel my muscles crying out in memory when I walk, and I'm counting the days until Thursday, when I can see him again.</content>
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    <title>fortunes_desire @ 2004-03-04T14:46:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-04T22:49:13Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I'm lonely at the moment. I want to be grabbed by my hair, kissed roughly on the mouth, and pinned down to the bed by my wrists. I want to be filled up in every sense of the word. I want to feel a hard cock in my ass moments before it explodes. *sigh* I miss J.</content>
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    <title>Yummy</title>
    <published>2004-02-23T01:26:55Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Some of my favorite things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex in the shower&lt;br /&gt;Slick, slippery anal sex&lt;br /&gt;Pushing my panties to the side and going at it that way&lt;br /&gt;The first moment of penetration&lt;br /&gt;Having hot cum in my ass or pussy&lt;br /&gt;Having my hair pulled&lt;br /&gt;Talking dirty&lt;br /&gt;Being bent over the bed (or other applicable surface)&lt;br /&gt;Sex first thing in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Him telling me how wet I am&lt;br /&gt;Feeling his weight on top of me&lt;br /&gt;Taking his cock all the way into my mouth when he's soft and feeling it swell and stiffen in my mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me...what are some of your favorite things?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fortunes_desire:2130</id>
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    <title>fortunes_desire @ 2004-02-21T16:22:00</title>
    <published>2004-02-22T00:35:59Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I have been away too long. I have a story in the works but don't have the motivation to finish it. Too much sex makes one lazy, I suppose. And although this journal has been neglected, not to worry...my sex life is more lively and active than ever. J and I decided to get away from the stress and bullshit for a little while, so we rented a hotel room for a few nights. Something about being naked on strange sheets seems to further unlock my inhibitions. Not that we could always wait to get to the room. We couldn't resist a little bit of public play. We had gone to the desert one day and were there for the entire day. In the car on the way back to the hotel, we couldn't keep our hands off of each other. Long story made short, we got to the hotel and right there in the parking lot, I bent over the hood of the car for him. A quickie on the hood of the car in public...how's that for &lt;u&gt;The Fast and the Furious&lt;/u&gt;? It was nearly midnight, so I doubt that we were seen by very many people, but having the fresh air around us and the cool metal underneath my hands as he took me was exhilarating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I woke up to feel his hands on me, stroking my belly, just enjoying the feeling of my flesh beneath his palm. It led to the slowest and sweetest anal sex I have ever had...I know that that seems to be a contradiction in terms, but it was amazing. He had gotten me so entirely worked up that we didn't even need lube...just my own wetness coated his cock as he slid it from my slick pussy into my eager ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have seemed more intense for me lately. I gave him a blowjob the other day that gets me hot and bothered just to even think about it. I was sitting on the bed and he was standing over me, using my hair to control the depth and motions. He came in my mouth and I swallowed (of course) but instead of stopping, things just slowed down incredibly. It was very sensuous to take him into my mouth in slow motion, all the while looking up into his eyes. I love the way his face looked as he looked down at me, his shaft penetrating my mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wasn't the best entry BUT...I felt the need to post something here. Keep your fingers crossed that I'll have the motivation to finish a story soon.</content>
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    <title>fortunes_desire @ 2004-01-23T21:07:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-24T05:09:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-24T05:09:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a deliciously naughty update coming soon, I promise. Lots of oral, lots of anal, and sex in public. I'm stroking myself right now as I think of the events of the past few weeks.</content>
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    <title>fortunes_desire @ 2004-01-04T22:07:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-05T06:11:25Z</published>
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    <content type="html">We had the most amazing sex this morning. I was bent over the bed, watching the delicious sight of his thick cock disappearing into the wet tightness of my pussy. Just watching that turned me on to no end. I loved to see my body enveloping him, taking him in deeper, to the hilt...and then that beautiful penis withdraws from me partially...but slides in again and again; he can't bear to break away from me. He knows that in the silken heat of my body he will find his release. And so he holds my hips in his wide, strong hands and firmly thrusts his powerful cock into me again, my wet muscles milking every last drop of come from him.</content>
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    <title>fortunes_desire @ 2003-12-22T21:44:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-23T05:50:58Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-23T05:50:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HE cuts his engine, and the only sounds I can hear around me now are the sounds of the night. I sit in the passenger seat, looking at him in the dark. Things are still so new between us. The hesitancy between us crackles with an undercurrent of sexual tension. He breaks the silence. Easy small talk; his hand resting on my bare leg speaks more to me than his words do. Even anticipating his touch as I do, I find it difficult to concentrate on little more than his caresses as I feel that familiar desire coiling within me. He feels the goose bumps rise on my flesh, looking up to meet my eyes. He leans into me, capturing my mouth with his own, and his tongue soft and probing. I’m breathing him in, savoring the taste of his lips on mine. The kiss deepens, and his hand on my thigh becomes more insistent, pushing my skirt up, warming my flesh with his palm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moan softly against his mouth, which encourages him. He dips his head down, his tongue grazing softly along the sensitive column of my throat, hands seeming to be everywhere. I feel the heat at my center, dampening my panties as his fingers draw ever closer, pulling at them slightly. His pointed tongue is teasing my nipples now: laving and nipping, drawing them into his mouth and making me almost incapable of speaking. I lay my hand on him, pleased to feel how hard he has become. I rub my hand over his clothed stiffness, feeling him swell ever so slightly against the fabric of his pants. He squirms, and I know that he’s as eager as I am. My nipples are almost painfully erect, wet from his mouth and reacting to the coolness of the air. I unzip his pants and draw out his very erect penis, taking my time to stroke him slowly, before lowering my mouth to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leans back, rubbing my shoulders encouragingly, as I kiss the tip of him, tasting him. I look up to meet his eyes; I want to see how badly he wants this. I don’t break eye contact as I move my tongue along the length of his shaft; I see his eyes widen slightly as I pick up the pace bit by bit. I continue licking, teasing his head…licking. I know that through this, I’m entirely in control. I take the length of him into my mouth, the warmth and wetness causing him to utter a soft groan as his hands slide down my ribcage, pulling my body closer to him. His fingers reach lower, pushing my panties aside, groping for me. His fingers find me, and I shiver at their entry. I push my hips back against his hand a bit, craving the feel of his fingers inside of me. Two fingers in a steady rhythm, pushing into my tightness, stroking, searching; he’s found my G-spot, and my body stiffens as plunges his fingers into me again and again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His hands are on me…in me, and it still isn’t enough. I pull away from his hand and adjust myself, climbing over the seats until I’m in his lap, straddling him. I kiss him, and lower myself, inch by inch, onto the tip of him. I can feel him throbbing as he’s pressing against the slick opening of me. I push myself down onto him, and feel his arms wrap more tightly around me. I move slowly, teasing him more than anything, my hands on his shoulders to stabilize me; his arms are around me, his fingertips digging deeply into the flesh of my ass, straining to pull me onto him further. I give into him, and suddenly he’s pounding into me, his cock filling me; I cling to him, letting the sensation of it overcome me. The coil inside me winds more tightly, and then releases itself as my muscles tighten around his cock. I can’t stop myself from crying out, and bite down on his shoulder to muffle the sound. From his sharp intake of breath and the way I feel him swell and stiffen inside of me, I can tell that his own climax is only seconds away. I clench my muscles down on him, hard, and he squeezes my ass and groans as he comes inside of me. We stay like that for a few moments, him trying to catch his breath, me with my head against his chest, listening to his racing heartbeat. He’s stroking my hair now, pushing it back from my face. He kisses me once on the forehead, and then pulls me to him once more. His breath is steady now as he holds me, as though he’s trying to absorb me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dress in silence, and I lean over to kiss him once more through the open window. I know that I’ll see him tomorrow, and as I walk away, the slight soreness and tingling muscles a pleasant reminder of him, I turn once more to him. “Thanks for the ride home.</content>
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    <title>A shopping trip</title>
    <published>2003-12-21T22:53:11Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-21T22:53:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">J and I went to the Hustler Store last night to get a few new toys. We didn't go as all out as we could have, but the kinky ones in the heart of the city were out doing their Christmas shopping too. We got some new leather cuffs, some liquid latex and a paddle. I think that's enough for now. Oh, and some lube, but that's a given. Our lube supply could probably rival a gynecologist's. We've never used a paddle before. I'm really, really looking forward to it heating up my flesh though. I love when he spanks me, open handed and hard...so I'm hoping that the paddle will ignite sensations of the same variety. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me...what are your favorite toys? Any recommendations for me?</content>
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    <title>fortunes_desire @ 2003-12-17T14:32:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-17T22:40:02Z</published>
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    <content type="html">The sense of urgency was unbelievable. Who would have thought that after only a few days we'd be so desperate for each other?? Normally there's soft words and gentle touching and a slowly building need. NOT THIS TIME. He shut the truck engine off and held his arm out to me. In seconds, I was straddling him, kissing him, grinding myself against his crotch, already rock hard inside his pants. Buttons are undone and my shirt is open, my breasts filling his hands. "Take these off" he said, reaching around behine me and unzipping my pants. I get off of him only long enough to remove my pants and thong, sliding them down my legs and discarding them on the floor of the truck. He's hard and ready for me. Foreplay isn't a priority here, but I've been wanting his cock to fill my mouth for the past week, so I take him like that, tasting him, feeling him hot and hard pushing deeply into my throat. I'm kneading his balls with one hand and savoring his dick with my mouth. I'm so wet already that I fear for his seat covers. My pussy is aching to have him inside of me. When I can take it no longer, I straddle him again. Holding his now wet cock in my hand, I run the tip of him over my slit, then my clitoris, teasing myself before giving into my needs. And then he's inside of me. I hold his arms down, not because I can actually restrain him, but because he loves it when I'm in control. I move slowly, grinding into him, feeling how exquisite it is to be filled by him again. He meets me thrust for thrust, his dick going in more deeply each time. I let him touch me then; my skin is craving him. He grabs my hips and pounds into me while I just hold on for the ride here, leaning back on my arms and trying to see him enter me, my pussy enveloping his cock, gripping him with each and every thrust. I come hard, completely ovewhelmed by the feel of his thick cock inside me and his wet mouth teasing my nipple. &lt;br /&gt;It takes me a minute or so to catch my breath, and he's fucking me still, slowly and gently, feeling my legs quiver. "Do you want my ass?" I ask him when I can speak again. And that's all it takes. I've brought lube with me this time, hoping that my ass would once again know the pleasure of J's dick. He fingers me as he slicks the gel onto his erection, his fingers crooking upwards to tickle my Gspot. I'm ready for him; the beauty of his monstrous truck is that I can stretch out comfortably. I spread myself out, on my knees with my head resting on the seat of the truck and feel his slick cock push its way into my ass. The lube feels wonderful...he goes in without a strain and starts fucking me gently. He kisses my shoulders, my back, my hair, then grabs tightly onto me and plunges himself deeper and deeper into me. I love when he fucks my ass like this. By now, all gentleness is gone. I'm pushing myself back into him as he rides me, fucks me hard, making me raw, but at the same time, bringing me closer and closer to orgasm...I'm moaning so loudly I'm surprised the neighbors aren't awake yet. He pushes into me roughly, and I cry out, further surprised by the small nip he gives me to the back of my neck. He bites me again and pushes me over the edge. I feel the strong contractions throughout the muscles of my pussy, I know that he can feel me tense around him. Unlike before, my orgasm doesn't result in him slowing down. He's fucking me roughly and wildly now, we're both drenched in sweat. He's breathing raggedly, gasping and moaning. It makes me so hot to hear how good it feels for him, and I know he's close. He wraps his arms around me, pushing himseld tightly against me and explodes with a groan. I can feel him cum inside me; the heat is like nothing I've ever felt before. We stayed like that for a few minutes, him inside of me, catching our breath. A whole week's worth of frustrations build up to some pretty amazing sex. I'm sore today, and when I sit down every detail runs through my head for the millionth time. He's so good at making me come.</content>
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    <title>A bit of randomness...</title>
    <published>2003-12-16T03:44:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Now I know that the general rule is supposed to be "Quality, not quantity" but damn...the other night broke all the rules, it seemed. We did it 8 times that night/ morning/ afternoon. J and I got a hotel room and had nothing but time. We started off in the shower, me going down on him, loving the feel of his cock pressed into the back of my throat. Shower sex is one of my favorite things to do. The slickness of skin excites me. I love how sex with him seems so new and exciting every time we're with each other. He was doing everything that I love so much...pulling my hair as he ran his lips down the column of my throat, surprising me with little nips and nibbles along the way. It was wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;We tried a new lube that night and it was NICE. I've just been so in the mood for anal sex lately. I can't explain why I love it so much, but then...who really cares when it feels as good as it does? Sometimes I don't mind going at it with no lube, but that night I wanted him to be all wet and wild for me. &lt;br /&gt;We had sex before work today, in front of the mirror in the living room. That was pretty hot. I've got that on my mind and will probably pounce on him as soon as he picks me up from work. I'm riding on a hormonal high, apparently, but this girl needs to get fucked tonight.</content>
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    <title>An introductory post...</title>
    <published>2003-12-14T02:04:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I had THE most intense orgam of my life last night. J and I haven't done anything with each other all week...because its that time of the month for me, and because we've been staying with his parents and have zero privacy. On our way home from work, I was kinda rubbing his leg and noticed that he was hard. We dabbled with road head a little bit, then decided to pull off the freeway and spend a little quality time at the park. Since I'm on my period, what we could do in a car was very limited. I told him he had two choices: I could keep going down on him and finish him off that way, or he could get the lube out of my purse and fuck me in the ass. Which option do you think he chose? As if there were any question...&lt;br /&gt;He entered me easily, since the lube was so slick. As always, it took a few seconds before I got used to feeling him inside of me, but after that, he started slamming into me over and over again. I was loving it. There is something to be said for sex that is a little outside the "normal" and a little rough. We were both really into it, savoring the way it felt when his hard cock disappeared into my slick ass. I couldn't believe it when I felt my insides tighten up and start to quiver: I have never had an orgasm from straight anal sex. Normally I'm playing with my clit or he's fingering me, but last night I was just holding on for dear life as he pounded into my tightness. He was rubbing my G-spot as he was thrusting, and I was just overcome by the most mindblowing orgasm. And the really amazing thing was when J felt me contract around me, he ended up climaxing at the exact same time. I could actually feel it as his cum filled me up. I'm glad we were out in the middle of nowhere, because as I came, I was moaning and yelling so loudly that I know we would have been overheard. It took me awhile to catch my breath, and both J and I were quivering for awhile afterwards. It was awesome sex, but beyond that, it was a bonding experience. We laid together afterwards and talked and kissed and just enjoyed each other. After this experience, I am even more willing and eager to try the new things J has in mind. Those...are being saved for a future post. :) Until then...</content>
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