Seconds with Mr B on Saturdayyy

I had a tough week mentally, met some interesting people online, developed the usual but unusual-for-others depth of intimacy and vulnerability. I truly dislike surface level discussions but that does mean that I am deep all the time. Somehow, this depth builds in me like a swelling momentum of a typhoon in the form of desire to release the nearly-constant tingling, radiating from my clit across my hungry trembling body.

With nothing to do on a Saturday, I pulled out some new pieces from the slutty wardrobe, wearing black fishnets, a short tartan skirt and white crop top (may post some pics on my profile but let's see) for some personal play-time. One thing led to another and Mr B eventually showed up at my door. I had met Mr B once in November, we continued to stay in touch on snap and finally had our second time.

From the moment he walked in and gave me a hug and kiss hello, his face a bit more scruffy than last time, I felt myself yearning for his touch. We stepped out on the patio for a puff, catching up on life and the holiday travels before he keenly pulled us both into the room.

Hungrily, he came for my mouth, and I moaned into him, in rhythm with his soft shallow breaths as he sucked on my lips. I explored his neck and shoulders, my hands and nails running up into his tank top to tease his back and sides. Our lips continue locked to one another as we continue to explore each others’ bodies, heat radiating like steam from us.

Ripping off our clothes in a frenzy, we fall into my bed and his fingers start to play with my pussy, embarrassingly wet and squelching at introduction of his digits. I'll be honest, details escape me... all I know is I came and squirt non-stop, soaking my entire bed. He would curl his fingers and rock his hands against my spongey g-spot, while pressing against my lower stomach, enjoying every time I got messy. The first few times where I felt like I was emptying my inner depths all over Mr B (who still had his shorts on, and you can imagine that they were covered in my juices). Feeling satisfied for the time, I start tugging at his shorts, but he refused to stop pleasuring me for a moment, and dove headfirst into my pussy to suck on my clit as he pulls down his shorts. Licking my hand, I started stroking his beautiful 7-8in hard member as he moaned on me. Somehow, not sure exactly, I ended up scooting down to take his cock into my mouth, I needed to feel it in my cheeks and tongue. I can be quite a cock-hungry slut and loveeee to play with rhythm of going slow and fast, licking and flicking the tip and frenulum, and sucking on the head with a tight seal on his shaft. Warming up my throat, I slowly took him all the way down, all the while he was still fingering my pussy, giving me no break, relentless orgasm after another. I would just slobber and moan on his cock as he eventually just rested himself on my chin and I would just suck on his whole cock, deep in the back of my throat. At this exact moment, he just hit my spot and I squirted all over his hands and his mouth, unlocking this new kink. Getting face fucked and squirting :)

We continued to play on and off, edging him slowly, while I was fucked till my brains were mush, and I was speaking gibberish mostly. We fucked missionary (with lots of modifications), as he is rough and will push my legs down into great stretches and positions, sometimes choking me lightly to push me over the edge and cum. Eventually at one point from being finger pounded, I moved my head under his balls, allowing him to sit on my face, dick deep in my throat. I continued to squirt and cum, while he fucked my throat. At first he hit my soft palette, but when I relaxed, he was able to feel himself through the outside of my throat. Just as he was about to cum, he pulled out and I grab his balls into my mouth and slobbered and sucked on them like they were my last meal. They were heavy at first, and I helped to massage them with my tongue as he jerked off and came on my breasts.

He is truly one of my most passionate and rough lovers. My pussy walls were sore and my throat today was actually bruised in all the right ways. Mr B, you are always welcome into my bedroom (although we should go explore some of our fun public fucking kinks as well)