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Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Masturbating in the Morning

One of the things I like about how my body works is how wet I get when I am aroused, by which I mean how much precum my body produces. I don't even really have to be aroused. All I have to do is talk or think about sex for a few minutes, and my cock is dripping. And it seems like the longer it's been since I've ejaculated, the more easily that happens, and the more precum I produce. The other day, for example, I was writing Lee a sexy letter, and when I was done with it there was a huge wet spot on the inside of my panties.
I guess that must be part of why I had the dream I did last night. I was having sex with some woman in my dream, not someone I know or even that I recognized. But, in the dream, she was absolutely fascinated by how much precum my cock makes, and she kept licking it off the tip of my cock, then decided to collect some in a spoon. In reality, I don't think I've ever actually produced anywhere near a tablespoon of the stuff, but in my dream I was able to produce that much over and over again, and my dream lover just adored it. As a result, I woke up not only feeling horny and with an erection, but with my cock dripping. Lee and I had had sex on Thursday [[LINK]], but I had not ejaculated, and I hadn't ejaculated since, either, so it was prime precum time, and my panties were soaked.
Lee was still asleep, but I knew that I was probably too aroused to get back to sleep myself. So I decided to lie there and play with my genitals until she woke up, thinking maybe we could have sex then. I didn't want to touch my cock, as that would really make me want to cum. But there's this spot on the underside of my scrotum, close to where it connects to my perineum, that is wonderfully sensitive, and it seemed like a good time to give it some attention. It's almost a magic sort of spot. I have often noticed that, if I'm masturbating and anywhere near orgasm, then touching that spot, or somehow having something make contact with it, will often send me over the edge. So I pulled my panties down and started gently stroking the underside of my scrotum. As aroused as I already was, it felt fantastic, and I could feel the precum start dripping out of my cock and fall onto my stomach, and I reached down and scooped some of it into my mouth.
I like to be spanked, but I usually have to spank myself, as Lee has legitimate reasons in her own history to be uncomfortable doing it. It's a topic that has, for some time, been "off the table" between us, something I don't raise with her, and I'd more or less resigned myself to the fact that I'd never get to share this particular pleasure with Lee. More recently, though, as a result, I think, of work we've been doing to improve our sex life, she's hesitantly started to explore the idea. She had asked me a couple questions about it after dinner the night before, and I'd fallen asleep thinking I should try to write her with some links to online resources and a handful of comments trying to explain a bit about why I like being spanked. So, as I lay there stroking my scrotum, I started thinking about what I'd say in my letter. I even allowed myself to indulge briefly in a fantasy of Lee spanking me, and that really got me going. I hadn't really been that hard before—being sexually aroused doesn't necessarily mean having an erection—but now I definitely was.
I kept at this for probably half an hour or so, and Lee finally woke up to go to the bathroom. She was obviously still tired, and when she came back to bed she rolled over on her side, facing away from me. I stopped what I'd been doing and rolled over to face her, stroking her back lightly as she fell back to sleep. I lay looking at her as she breathed slowly, thinking about how much I love being in our big, comfy bed with her. After a while, though, I rolled onto my back again and started to resume what I'd been doing before. But I wanted to be naked now, so, as quietly as I could, so as not to wake my sleeping beauty, I slithered out of my panties. As I did, I discovered a wet spot on the bed, from where I'd been dripping precum as I'd been lying on my side. As I said, I love this part of how my body works. I like having this touchable, taste-able sign and product of my arousal, and the thought that I was so aroused as to leave such a large wet spot after just a few minutes made me feel even more aroused.
Still a bit tired myself, I drifted in and out of fantasy and a sort of dream-like half-sleep for another half hour or so. Lee eventually woke up, and she turned over and put one of her arms around me. We kissed a sleepy, morning kiss, and she pulled the sheet off me for a moment so she could see what I was doing. "Your cock is dripping", she remarked, as she covered me back up. Lee knew what that meant, but she said she really needed some coffee, and I knew I wouldn't be having sex with her that morning. I was a little disappointed, but I knew the only thing I wanted to do was masturbate, anyway, so I wasn't too disappointed.
Lee went into the bathroom to brush her teeth, then headed down to the kitchen. I tossed the sheet back off my body and looked down at my crotch. My cock was very hard and very wet, there was a puddle of precum on my stomach. My pubic hair, at the top, anyway, was matted from the wetness that had dripped onto it. I grabbed ahold of my cock with my right hand and started stroking slowly. I didn't fantasize about anything, just watched myself masturbate. I wanted to see myself cum. I knew this would not take long, and it didn't. Within a minute or so I felt the orgasm beginning as my prostate contracted once, then again, and suddenly cum was shooting out of my cock onto my stomach, spurt after spurt. It was one of the biggest loads of cum I've ejaculated in quite a while.
I licked off the cum that had fallen onto my hand, cleaned myself up with my panties, and got up to start the day.

Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Playing Together

Lee and I were both feeling tired, but it had been a few days since we'd fooled around, and we both wanted to feel that connection you can only feel with someone through sex.
As often, Lee was wanting to use her "little purple friend", as she calls it, which is otherwise known as the Inspire vibrator from California Exotic Novelties. It's little, but it's powerful, and it gets her off like nothing else she's tried so far. So we got into bed, me in just my panties, and her in a t-shirt and her panties. We kissed for a bit and then caressed each other. I love to stroke Lee's stomach, and that was making me hard, so she reached down and took my cock out of my panties, holding it and stroking it softly. I found my way into her panties and massaged her labia for a while, and then she declared that she was ready for her friend.

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

A Spanking Fantasy

In a previous post, I explained how and why Lee has started to express an open-ness to spanking me and mentioned that I've been playing variations of a certain fantasy through my head for a week. Somehow, though, I never got around to writing them down. Here's the one that stuck with me.

Saturday, August 13, 2016

Wife Catches Me by Navakantam

An old alt.sex.stories story, archived in Kristen's Collection and reprinted here.
I love cum. I've been eating it since I was 18. These stories I'm only now sharing are part of my life. I never realized that there were others like me. I'm hot just thinking about others enjoying their bodies the way I do.

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Shot in the Shorts

This is not a story I wrote. It's one I found on Usenet many years ago and saved.
My name is Amelia, I am a 20 year old university student, and I make boys cum in their pants. Well, men too, I guess, but it started with boys. I just can't help it. And by pants I mean underpants - I'm English, not American! Sometimes I actually touch them, but the best ones are when they just lose it and cum all on their own. I love the look on their faces when they realise that it's going to happen and that there is nothing that they can do about it. Then they throw caution to the wind and let go and enjoy it, and finally they realise that they now have a load of cum in their pants and that they are in for a bit of a sticky day! Don't get me wrong - I love sex as much as the next girl and nothing makes me happier than to have a nice hard cock in my pussy (or my mouth or my bum, come to that!), but there is just something special about having a boy fancy you so much that he just ejaculates in his underwear. Or in my underwear, but we'll get to that!

Thursday, November 19, 2015

Confessions of a Cum Queen

By Linda of California Originally from http://textfiles.com/sex/EROTICA/C/cumqueen.txt
My name is Linda, and I am twenty-four years old. I am about five foot seven inches tall, and weigh somewhere around one-hundred twenty-five pounds, depending on when you catch me. My measurements are 36C-24-35. I have dark black hair, and I guess you could say I am pretty good looking, as I have never had any trouble attracting men. My eyes are green, and my best feature is probably my tits, although many guys also like my legs, which I keep trim and lean with a lot of bicycling and jogging. I have a Master's degree, income of over $75,000 a year, own my own home, and closets full of expensive and luxurious clothes, all of which I bought myself, thank you. I work for a large company in a major metropolitan area, and am pretty outgoing and friendly.

Thursday, October 23, 2014

The Sexual Liberation of Me

I have mentioned before here that I like to be spanked, but also that I have never had a partner who was into spanking me. I never even mentioned the desire to my wife, Lee, until we'd been together almost fifteen years, and even then I did so tentatively, at best. At that time, she was reluctant to share that with me, for very good reasons: We are both survivors of childhood abuse. It is understandably difficult for to get her mind around spanking me as a way of loving me.