MilfyGirlTx's Blog - page 2

And came across a few (ok, alot) of me & Big Cock taken the last time we were together and it reminded me that I never finished my story. During the last installment, Big Cock had just slid into me and Hubby was due home any minute. Well, after he slid into me, he got down to the serious business of fucking me hard. And I got down to letting him He was on top of me, I was on top of him, he was behind me, yada yada yada... (I can say 'yada, yada' because all Big Cock and I do is fuck - you're not missing out on any details). Anyhow, in the midst of all this fucking, we found time to argue briefly about who should be on top as we're both control freaks. I let him "win" because I realized I'd rather fuck than argue We got situated again with him on top, buried deep inside yet pounding furiously. It was hot...as in sexy and just hot. Our bodies were covered in sweat, we were sliding around on each other and he just felt so effing awesome...so I have a thing for young, hard-bodied guys with big cocks (who doesn't, right? Anyhow, at this particular moment, we were really into it. His face was buried in my neck (apparently he has this biting thing...which I didn't know beforehand but fully enjoyed), my hands were all over his ass, legs wrapped around him, pulling him deeper into me. I'm pretty sure I was experiencing ecstasy. And then I opened my eyes...Hubby was standing at the foot of the bed! For a split second I thought, "Oh hell, he's pissed." But then he did that guy thing - girls can't do it - where he cocked his head and said, "What's up?" Big Cock, without missing a single, hard, beat, looked up and said, "Hey, what's up?" and continued fucking...weird, huh? I smiled at Hubby and he smiled back...whew And then he got naked too and joined the fuckfest. While Big Cock was fucking me, Hubby came up near my face and slid his cock in my mouth. He didn't need me to get him hard...he was already there, he just knows I love cock in my mouth so I sucked him for a while then Big Cock moved aside and Hubby slid into me, he made some filthy comment about how fucked out I was and what a cumslut I am...love that...and then he fucked me hard, too. They took turns with me. I would have loved to have them both inside of me...a little DV with these two would have been awesome. Big Cock has never said so, but I think he has an aversion to incidental male contact...not sure...but DV never happened. However, after an hour or so of rotating back and forth between blow jobs and fucking me, they decided they were ready to cum (I had already cum countless times...did I leave that out? Not a very good storyteller...sigh...) So, gentlemen that they are, they asked me how I wanted them to cum. Don't have to ask me twice, "On me, on my face...be sure to take pictures!" They both slid up on either side of my face, stroking themselves. I helped them along by stroking and sucking them. It wasn't long before they exploded all over me...aaahhhh Hubby came in fantastic porn star fashion (just like he always does). He shot strong and hard all over me. I swear he cums like Peter North...it's huge. Big Cock cums differently...it's more targeted...he shot nearly spot on into my mouth. I didn't care. I was covered in cum and they snapped lots of pics. After the clean up, we just laid around for a while all tangled up in each other.
Then Big Cock fucked me again and left...

What an awesome day! I am so lucky to have such a fantastic husband. I'm pretty sure I owe him big time for that little adventure Besides he's tired of me fucking Big Cock. His motto is "Hit it and quit it; one and done." I laugh every time he says that.

Well, we skipped out on the lake today and instead watched the race and got ready for vacation.

It's a family and friends vacation. A bunch of couples and a handful of kids. While it will be fun...it's won't be one of "those" kinds of vacations Thinking about this vacation reminded me that it's time for a scandalous vacation.

A few years ago (too long ago) hubby and I took a vacation to Mexico where we spent nearly the entire week naked on the beach. Nice One of the few times we deigned to leave the beach was for a 4 hour (naked) cruise in the Sea of Cortez. We boarded the boat with about 6 other couples (a few we had met prior to the cruise and few we didn't know) and promptly removed our clothes. The hot sun and the warm breeze felt wonderful on my body and the cold beer was perfect. We were lounging in the sun and chatting with another couple, when two beautiful women (from two of the couples we didn't know) walked towards us smiling. One woman - a tall, beautiful, blonde Austrian (I later found out) - looked at the other, giggled and said, "She has such a hot bum." The other woman, a shorter, equally attractive American brunette, replied that she agreed and had been admiring since she got on the boat. It took a second for it to register that they we're talking about me! OMG, Really? How does that happen? Well, I looked at hubby and he just smiled at me. Before I knew what was happening, these two gorgeous women we're going down on me!!! I was absolutely oblivious to everything and anything that was going on around me. I could only feel (not even see) what these women were doing to me...kissing me, rubbing me, sucking my nipples, licking me, sliding their fingers in and out of me. It was amazing. I don't think I have ever come so hard or so fast in my life. I'm sure I was convulsing! Anyhow, when I got my wits about me again, I realized that six guys we're standing around us grinning from ear to ear and stroking themselves. (I'm sure the other women were around but they weren't quite as obvious The event could have turned into a full-on orgy (I wish) had it not been for the stern look from the Captain and the reminder that this was a naked cruise, not a sex cruise No one really seemed to mind our little display...but I guess someone could have just as easily been offended. Just the luck of the draw that particular day that we ended up with such fantastic shipmates

Years and experiences later that still goes down in the books as one of the coolest and hottest things that has ever happened to me

I bet you thought I meant to type "Fuck on the boat..." but I really did mean "duck on the boat." After a day spent on the lake yesterday, we pulled into our slip. Hubby pulled open the engine cover to do some guy thing. I went to put a ski rope away and as fast as I bent down...I jumped back....EEK!...I was face to face with a huge duck (not dick or fuck . She had apparently been there all day hanging out on the lake with us. (Good thing we didn't bring the dog with us...big, obnoxious Redbone Coon Hound would have been INSANE! Can you imagine that mess?) Anyhow, Hubby's first inclination was to try to get this huge duck out of our engine compartment...but she was content where she was and didn't make any attempt to move. Upon closer examination we realized she was nesting...we couldn't tell how many eggs, but there were several.

Because we had been drinking, our advanced logic and reasoning skills kicked in...we decided that as long as she doesn't destroy the boat she can stay...we think (in honor of the Olympics in Beijing) it must be some sort of Chinese good luck thing that she chose our boat to build her nest and have her babies. That, or we're just really stupid rednecks who are going to end up with a trashed boat. Ah well...off to watch the NASCAR race. Enjoy your Sunday

Hubby's birthday is later this month...August 30. I need to come up with a fantastic gift for him...something carnally fabulous. Any ideas?

Come on, all you sexy people, help a sister out! I'm at a loss as to how I can come up with a huge pile of hot girls that would ravage him (without paying for them I don't even really want to be involved...I just kind of want to watch and video - which really isn't like me...center of attention whore that I am I just want to give him a really hot gift that's all about him.

Any ideas? Any volunteers

So he asked me if I wanted him to go down on me. "No thank you, I'm really happy doing what I'm doing." He smiled, sighed, moaned again and settled back on the pillows as I continued stroking and licking and sucking his cock. I could tell he was getting close, but I knew he wouldn't come yet. He wouldn't let himself...but he was close. Then he abruptly stopped me, easily flipped me onto my back and said, "Ok, I want to fuck you now..." Hallelujah, Sweet Jesus (I am sure I am going to hell, by way of heaven, no doubt...)

Big Cock positioned himself over me and rubbed the head of his cock against my clit. Now it was my turn to moan (and probably nearly scream). But I might just be every guy's dream because foreplay really isn't my thing. I wanted that cock buried deep inside me and he knew it. He looked down at me as he slid into me. I wrapped my legs around him to pull him in deeper and watched his eyes roll back into his head as he easily slid all the way into me without bottoming out...my gift to guys with big cocks

I knew that was the end of my calmness though, because I knew what was coming next. I was going to get a good, hard pounding; just the way I like it. He was going to make me scream and beg him to stop. And, let's not forget, hubby could walk in the door at any minute...

With all of the clothing out of the way, I could finally get down to spending some quality time with that cock. Did I mention I am a cock lover? There is nothing I love more than a mouthful of cock. And Big Cock had more than a mouthful, but that didn't stop me from trying He laughed at me as I tried to deep throat him. I couldn't do it and it was funny...but I had to try. I always have to try. It's a personal challenge. I think I got a little farther this time.

I got over the need to reach my personal best and his laughter quickly turned to moaning as I changed direction and swirled my tongue around the head and slowly down the underside of his cock. He knew where I was going and he couldn't wait for me to get there. He let out a gasp and moaned as I took his balls into my mouth and began to stroke his cock. I thought he might cum right then but he was able to maintain. I continued to stroke his cock but I had to taste him again. I slid back up to the tip of his cock and tasted his salty pre-cum. That almost sent me over the edge. I started rhythmically stroking him with my mouth and my hands and I could feel his hands in my hair pushing me down on him. He didn't push too far; he knew I couldn't take him all the way with my mouth. But he knew soon enough I would take all of his huge cock deep inside me. At that point he asked me if I wanted him to go down on me. N

Actually, I don't. I have completely lost faith in the humanity of man. And by man I don't mean everyone...I mean men. Ok just one man. It's completely not fair of me to castigate an entire gender.

What drives a person to do something that is so inherently wrong and not even think twice about it? FTR, it's not my hubby. Just a guy who really surprised me by his actions. I'm sure he doesn't even know I know and probably wouldn't care anyway. But I'm just sitting here shaking my head and saying WTF...

Ah well, hubby always says I give people too much credit. I like to think he's wrong...but he was definitely right in this instance.

Ok, that was kind of a downer in the midst of my ongoing sex saga. I'll get back to that soon. Maybe tonight.

For now, I'm off to more naked time on the boat. And I do believe that people are really good...

So we kind of recklessly made our way from the front room to the bedroom. You know that manic movement where you don't actually disconnect while you try to make your way from place to place? That's kind of how the trip was...hitting the coffee table, bumping into the chair, crashing into the wall and bedroom door. Finally, ended up in the bedroom, slightly bruised I'm sure...but well worth the trip as we hit the bed. It seems like his clothes came off in one fell swoop...did I do that? Not sure, but glad they disappeared. I recall that we were on our knees on the bed still making out when he commented that it wasn't fair (wasn't fair?) that I still had my clothes on. Not that there were too many - short skirt and tank top - really easy to get around clothing like that. But I'm nothing if not a charming and gracious host...so off came my clothes. I remember looking across my room as my clothes were flying and just noticing various pieces of our clothing strewn about...I found that to be pretty sexy....

Wish I had time to tell you more, but I'm off for a naked afternoon on the boat. More later tonight. Kisses...

So I mulled it over for the week and decided that yes, I really should go through with the "Getting Caught" fantasy. My hang-up was whether or not hubby could really handle walking in on me in bed with another guy. It's one thing to talk about it as a fantasy, but it's quite another thing to actually walk in on your wife being pounded by another guy! At least that's what I think

Well, the day arrived. I was nervous, excited and horny as hell! And, Big Cock arrived - about an hour before hubby was supposed to get home from work. I invited him in and we sat on the couch making inane conversation for about 15 minutes. As we were sitting there, I was thinking to myself, "How long am I going to sit here chatting...I really want to fuck him." I got up to grab something from the kitchen and as I was walking back to the couch, I thought to myself, "Do it now!" So instead of sitting back down, I opted to climb on top of him. Straddling him, I whispered, "I didn't invite you here to discuss the impact that the internet has had on each of our generations." (the inane conversation). He laughed and said, "I didn't think so." Then it was on.

It reminded me of one of those hot and heavy make-out sessions you have in high school. You know what I'm talking about - the grinding and dry-humping and frantic pace. His hands and mouth were all over me and mine were all over him. I could feel his huge cock throbbing through his jeans - I could have easily cum right then. It was very hot! He was completely hard and I was completely wet when he asked if I wanted to go to the bedroom (just like in high school - wink). Um, yeah...

I'm a couple weeks late on this entry. I've been trying to decide how I wanted to tell this story. Or probably more appropriately, trying to decide how I feel about the whole situation.

I guess I should start by telling you who Big Cock is. Big Cock is the guy who was supposed to help me fulfill my "Getting Caught" fantasy last month. I may have neglected to mention that he is, without a doubt, the hugest - is that a word? - guy I have ever been with...and that's saying a lot Yes, I'm talking about the size of his cock (not his physical body size), hence the oh-so-clever nickname. If I weren't so paranoid, I'd post a pic so you could see...maybe someday.

Anyhow, I decided to give Big Cock another chance because, well, I think that's pretty obvious. (By now you've probably ascertained that I've had at least some prior contact with his cock and that I enjoyed it, right?) So I texted him (preferred method of cougar/plaything contact) after the requisite "I'm not interested in you for anything but sex" period of time and asked him if he wanted to come over. He responded affirmatively and we made arrangements for him to come visit.

(Question for the male readers - how far will you drive for NSA/booty-call sex? And will you drive a greater distance for a more attractive girl? Hubby and I have a debate about this (more later), but I'm curious what you think.)

Ok, back to the arrangements with Big Cock. I was pretty non-committal about what we would be doing: e.g. a threesome with hubby, like the first time or another stab at the "Getting Caught" fantasy. He didn't ask and I didn't feel compelled to make any plans other than his visit on the agreed upon date. I must say, though, given his track record (1 for 2) and the reliability of his car, I had my doubts whether or not he would actually make it.

Since plans were made about a week before he was actually coming over, I had lots of time to decide if I wanted to go through with the "Getting Caught" fantasy. I hadn't told hubby about the visit yet, so I could go either way...or in an entirely different direction...depending on my mood

Yawn...I'm getting tired now. More on the return of Big Cock tomorrow. Sweet dreams.