A Continuance of: Building New Traditions Together 5/22

After I seduced you into sucking on my tits for a while I was primed for much more. Your hands rubbing my legs, squeezing my ass, and milking my tits was enough to make you ravenous. I reach down for your crotch (if you recall, you were seated in the kitchen against the sink while I cut off all your hair) and grab it gently. I fondle your hard-on through your sweat pants until you can no longer comfortably sit. When you stand up I squeeze it hard and give it a few strokes. “Ashlee, I need you.”

“Are you ready to be good? No more of this loyal-to-your-wife crap?” You acknowledge that I had broken you down and you need to fuck me. “Okay,” I reply, “but give me a little while to get ready. I’d like to take a shower and try on some of your wife’s jewelry.” I love the idea of wearing her precious, most sentimental pieces while you’re inside me.

I take my time in the shower, knowing that the waiting is taunting you unmercifully. I encouraged you not to touch your cock while I’m getting ready to ensure that you won’t cum too quickly once I put my mouth on it. I love rubbing my luscious breasts in the shower, pretending that my hands are actually your hands. I’m so looking forward to riding you.

After stepping out of the shower, I help myself to your wife’s Chanel body cream. I coat my entire body with it, languidly rubbing it in to every crevice of my skin. I enter your bedroom, donning your wife’s luxurious silk robe. I am in shock! You aren’t lying in bed, rather you’re not there at all. I head downstairs and overhear you on the phone.

You have a concerned look on your face. That concern quickly turns to shock when you turn towards me and witness my curves filling out your wife’s robe in the most breathtakingly beautiful way. You pause long enough to drink in my sex.

Snapping back to reality, you rush off the phone and say “Ashlee, I’m sorry. I can’t do this. You are so gorgeous and incredible and hot and beautiful and so many things, but that was my wife. She called because she misses me and I miss her too. I’m sorry, but I need to be loyal to her.”

My knee jerk reaction was anger, but I am able to stifle it and instead, I tell you that I understand. You try to cheer me up, but after hearing your words I became hurt. I was so looking forward to being with you. We agree that I can stay the night as long as it’s in the guest bedroom. We say goodnight even though I can clearly see that your bulge is not ready to sleep. In this moment, I feel a bit despondent.

An hour later I peek into your bedroom and your breathing tells me that you are asleep. I crawl under the covers next to you and cuddle up tight, with my body forming the outer layer of the spoon position. You awaken a bit startled, but the warmth of my body and the contour of my curves pressing up against you feel so incredible that you cannot retain the will to resist me any longer.

I reach down to your cock and stoke it to attention. You feel so good in my hand and I love how responsive you are to my touch! “You are quite a persistent woman, Ashlee.” You roll over to face me and then the real fun begins…

We passionately kiss as I steadily stroke your cock. My knowing hand knows no boundaries where your pleasure is concerned. As I continue to milk you, you become as hard as concrete! I tell you to get on top of me, insisting that I need to wrap my legs around you while you make love to me.

You get on top of me and our mouths connect again. Your raging erection is pulsing in my hand causing my pussy to literally ache with need. I rub the huge head of your cock against my swollen lips as I reach back to give your heavy balls a firm, but welcoming squeeze. You gasp as I hold your testicles in the palm of my hand (where they belong).

With an inch of your cock inside of me, I thrust my hips up, causing your shaft to penetrate me. You let out a moan, and push my hips back down to the bed while remaining inside of me as we fall down together. Your cock is in sheer ecstasy and any shred of will power you may have felt earlier has been banished by your desire for me. As we make love passionately, I whisper in your ear, “Cum inside of me, baby.”

“But, but…”

“No buts. I want your seed inside of me. Fill me up, babe.” Our eyes lock as you attempt to hold back the storm of cum that’s about to surge from your balls. “Cum for me, baby. Fill me up.” Hearing that sends you over the edge as your cock unleashes a thick stream of pearly white goodness deep inside of me.

You’ve asked me before what I’m into…

I’m into us.

You’ve asked me in the past what it is that really gets me off. The abridged answer to that question is that I get very aroused knowing that I’m turning you on. Honestly, the mere thought of being the chosen recipient of your jissom gets me wet with desire and fidgety with anticipation.

Since our last call, I have not been able to stop thinking about how fucking sexy you sounded as you came for me. In fact, I have masturbated numerous times while replaying it in my mind. There’s this guttural need that rises to the surface of your voice like sweet cream. The palpable grunts and groans that you so comfortably allow to leap out from deep within, flood my mind and body with lust and greed every time we’re together.

There’s this moment, just before you cum, that feels like a gear change. There’s a sudden urgency and intensity to your thrusts. The angle changes slightly, the pace increases, and I know that we’re mere seconds away from the divine moment in which you will feed my quivering pussy the love serum it so desperately longs for.

The pleasure that I derive from being on the receiving end of your release isn’t just pleasurable from a psychological viewpoint. However, coaxing a huge load out of you does indeed penetrate my mind; it obviously triggers ethereal visceral sensations too.

I can physically feel it like a pulse, only much stronger. On a good day (wink*), your semen doesn’t just surge through your cock, it thuds. I can distinctively feel those thuds; there is usually three, four, sometimes, five or more right down where the base of your cock meets the entrance to Heaven (my pussy).

I can feel the head of your cock crashing deep inside against my cervix if we’re fucking vigorously, but it’s more of a pressure sensation rather than a delicate one. When you let go and start to orgasm, the feelings I revel in most are the spasms at the core of your cock, like when it pulses, only stronger. There is a torrent of thumping that blazes through your dick just a split second before it begins to shoot the much sought after contents from within your balls and propel them from the tip of your bulging head. (Mmm… you are such a fucking snack and a half!)

I sometimes like giving you soft blow jobs, fluttering my tongue down into your slit just long enough to build the yearning in both pace and rhythm until you start to twitch. Then I will pull back so that you’ll get all growly and frustrated (I can be such a tease), before pushing it back in again, then withdrawing it once more, so that I can ride you deep and hard for a while. Edging you as you get closer to the crest of that first wave of orgasm makes it feel so fucking good!

The bottom-line is that you get me off!

You are my bottom line, every time, baby.

What you and I have is wonderful. I love it. I enjoy thinking about the time we spend together and how our relationship continues to grow. Each time you hear my voice for the first time that day, it’s like my fingers are slowly wrapping around your erection. My delicate hand forms a grip around your throbbing shaft and tightens into a snug grip as I reiterate that your cock is mine with my telling touch.

When we engage in conversation your heart opens up to me and I find myself wanting to open up to you as well. We mirror one another’s emotions, escalating from playful flirtation to intense and exhilarating fucking. I love the process. I think you do, too. What’s best about the comfort level that you and I share is that it’s not contrived. Our bond is something that has authentically developed over time. I look forward to our phone sex dates like a giddy high school girl who is dying for her boyfriend to feel her up for the very first time.

This is us, babe. This is how we roll. We have an unspoken connection. You have my back and I have yours. I don’t have any desire to change that and I don’t want to change you. You are beautiful to me, just the way you are. I want you to be you to your fullest. I can help you find pleasure in many ways. Not just by swallowing your loads or riding you into oblivion, but by being the girlfriend you need in your life.

Mother’s Day is in a couple of days. Why not get your significant other something that benefits us, too?  You could get her something that requires her to leave the house for a few hours. Presenting her with a spa gift certificate or a gift card to her favorite nail salon will ensure that you have quality alone time too, and she will never be the wiser!

It’s time that you recognize how special you really are, babe. You deserve a woman like me. I love that I’m able to intoxicate your mind, move you with emotion and stir what’s brewing within your balls. It’s okay if you need and desire more of me than you used to; be prepared to need even more of me, sweetheart. (Wink*)

I’m willing to take you when I can get you, with no strings attached. I love being the one that you turn to when you need that special dose of female attention. Fill my heart with warmth and my belly with cum, and I promise you that Mother’s Day will become your new favorite holiday.

It’s quite apropos that today is May 1st (May Day). May Day is a historic day of celebrating spring, fertility, and femininity. In essence, it’s a day to celebrate women for being the true goddesses that we are.

Coincidentally, I have never felt so womanly and sexually charged. You’ve definitely seeped into my mind a lot of late and I’ve been waking up so wet for you. I’ve had to reach for my vibrator every morning to satiate the arousal that thoughts of you instill in my mind and in my yearning pussy.

There is also an entirely different meaning for ‘Mayday’. I’m referring to the call sign that literally means “I need help”. With all of this media talk about unity, togetherness and safety, who has actually been taking care of your most primal needs and desires?

Unfortunately, we both know the answer to the aforementioned question. You’ve had to go it alone. She doesn’t want anything to do with you, much less your cock. She doesn’t want to fuck you, yet you still feel the need to hide and sneak around in order to obtain a small bit of relief (not pleasure mind you, basic relief)!

Well, there is a world in which a gorgeous woman who actually loves cock and feverishly wants to make you cum exists. Your sexual utopia is real with me and it awaits you. Jerking off doesn’t have to be stressful, laborious, or contrived. Allow me to open up the floodgates to the best orgasm that you’ve ever had…

When I’m dwelling in your ear, deliciously dishing you jerk off instructions (JOI) with the sultriest voice on planet earth, it becomes an erotic experience rather than a mundane game of beat the clock that you always seem to be losing.

You can always win with me because I’m here for you, babe. You don’t have to secretly attempt to tame your erection all alone anymore. Let me deprogram what’s been ingratiated into your mind for far too long. You are wanted by me. That bears repeating: You are wanted by me! You work your ass off and having fucking phenomenal orgasms is an essential part of life. It is absolutely, irrefutably a necessity, not merely a frivolous privilege.

Don’t worry, love. I hear your distress signal loud and clear. The next time you feel the need to procure a security clearance to achieve orgasm, call yours truly instead.

I’m more than ready to guide your hard, throbbing Maypole into ecstasy!

I love a good first time. Not just first time sexual experiences, but the first time I do anything, I always want it to be exhilarating. Driving on the freeway with the top down, surfing, enjoying a concert with friends or exploring the great outdoors, I love it all. But let’s get back to sex…

“Pegging” for instance, there’s nothing quite like the first time. The mere word itself is full of allure and intrigue. Just thinking about getting “pegged” by yours truly is enough to cause your man hole to pucker a bit. When I imagine strapping my dildo on and giving it to you, straight up the ass, it really turns me on. It’s something we’ve both dreamt about for years now.

I get that you don’t necessarily crave this every time we play. But sometimes when you are ravenously horny, thoughts of being taken and the thrill of being on the receiving end of a thrusting motion can nearly set you off (literally).

Since present circumstances prevent us from meeting up at a local brewery and having a few drinks beforehand, I decide to go to your place. I ring the doorbell and when you open the door, you are stunned and a bit overcome by my presence. I am assertively clad in studded latex attire, complete with black over the knee boots.

After I help you pick your jaw back up, you show me in. I make it obvious that I have no intention of engaging you in any small talk. I immediately rub your crotch and give my cock a little squeeze and tell you that “I’m here on a mission”. I grab you by the hand and lead you straight to the bedroom, where it’s right down to action.

“You have always wanted to be pegged and today you’re going to get pegged”. I press you against the wall and give my cock another squeeze before I strip you naked. I then push you down onto the bed and walk over to my bag. You can see me in the bedroom mirror strapping on a huge dildo…

Thoughts started racing through your head (both of them). “Christ is this really going to happen? This gorgeous commando that’s dripping in sex with huge tits and nipples like buttons is going to give it to me hard! Is being pegged going to be everything I’ve dreamt of it being? After all, the roles are reversed here, a woman is going to fuck me with a huge dildo.” I knew your mind was reeling, so I spoke to you sweetly. I reassured you that the experience would exceed your most vivid dreams.

There was no more time allocated for hand-holding or assurances. I knew what needed to be done, and I was more than ready to get down to it. Nerves aside, I knew you were ready, too, because my cock was standing straight up in the air. It was solid, thick and glistening at the tip. I ran my tongue over my lips in anticipation of introducing you to your newest addiction.

I told you to push your knees up as far as you could toward your shoulders and open them up wide. You were a good boy and obliged me. It was arousing watching you simulate doing the splits while waiting for the initial penetration from my lady cock. I used the tips of my wet fingers and began to slowly open up your ass cheeks, separating them nice and easily.

I started to rub the lube into your little balloon button and I could tell that this turned you on immensely. I had one hand on my cock, stroking it, and the other hand on my dildo as I began to guide it in, thrusting it back and forth to work it into your pulsing pleasure hole. You let out an intense moan of approval, as I broke your virgin ass in with unbridled passion.

You took it like a champ, expressing that you had no real pain. All you could feel was the incredible feeling of my creamy thighs banging the dildo back and forth, deep inside of your wanting ass. I continued jerking you off as I thrust my makeshift man muscle even further inside of you. Once I was comfortably situated inside of you, I eased a couple of fingers into your tender tunnel as well. The air was laden with sex talk. Phrases like “give it to me harder” and “don’t stop, I’m about to cum” leaped from your mouth with wild abandon.

We were both groaning steadily now as you rubbed and pressed my clit with your slick fingers, and I jerked my rigid dick, using my hand at full throttle! I arched my back and pressed my tits higher into the air and your body began to tense just as we both screamed out in ecstasy together. You shot massive rope streams of cum that coated my entire chest, and I squirted all over your tummy, cock and balls.

I really do love a good first time!

Call me and let’s find out if you do too!