It’s two in the morning. I’m never going to be able to sleep. Flipping the TV on I scroll through, stopping on a fitness channel. A woman with small shorts and a bikini style top was doing donkey kicks. Watching her was getting my “soldier” excited. I start rubbing the head of my cock through my pants. As the throbbing increased I pulled it out to fully stroke it. While watching the fitness guru get her workout on I got my own workout in, stroking my cock up and down. It wasn’t long before I was cumming. Still couldn’t sleep.
I rummage through my nightstand to retrieve my pink vibrator with the bulb like head. I haven’t used this in so long. Last time it disappointed me. Everyone deserves a second chance. Fingers crossed. The vibrations satisfy my clit. Moving on I slowly insert it, feeling it opening up my pussy. Turning the speed up and angling it a little. I hit a spot where the sensation is a little different, more intense. Tightly gripping the toy I held it on that spot. Warmth rushes through me, everything tightens and my pussy releases it’s juices all over my clean bed.
Being a truck driver a lot of your meals are in restaurants. Traveling all over allows me to have quite a variety. Nothing compares to the pub in Ely, Minnesota. Not an overly populated town, but it does offer the best fish and most sexy waitresses to deliver it. I would swear the waitresses are all trained in how to seduce their customers. Mini skirts, tight tees that pretty much show everything. Always referring to me as “hun” or “doll”. It really is a pleasant experience. Would be better if I didn’t have to share it with my wife though
I can never seem to guess the correct amount of candy for Halloween. Not wanting to add too many extra calories to my diet I stashed some and hid the rest. After dinner I grabbed a lollipop and snuggled with the hubby. “Do you have to suck that so loud?” His comment struck a nerve, I knew he was overwhelmed from work. With a big grin I kneeled before him. Removed his gorgeous cock from his covers and began sucking on both my lollipop and his cock. He finally was able to relax and I got two treats that night.
The last of the candles are lit. The scent of lavender slowly floods the room. Joining my other half in the bathtub, he holds me in his arms. As he leisurely traces his fingers up and down my thigh, I lean back into his chest. Focusing on his breathing and trying to match my rhythm with his. Closing my eyes I savor his touch and the unpredictability of where the next sensation will arrive from. The only main objective tonight is to expand our senses and become one with one another. That is when true intimacy begins.
“Chilly, isn’t it?” my boyfriend asked from across the hot tub. I snuggled up in his arms as confirmation. As he rubbed my body to get the last of the chill off, his fingers started roaming between my legs. He directs me to kneel over an opening in one of the seats. A few seconds later water came pulsating towards my pussy. I readjusted so my clit got more attention. As the pleasure built, my hands explored my own body. And my boyfriend watched from afar as the jetted water got me off, again and again.
Rolling over I saw I had several more hours before I had to get up. My guy was having an active dream. Every few seconds he lets out a moan. An opportunity presents itself and I take it. Starting at his wrist which is resting on my pillow I slowly trace my tongue up his arm, to his neck and down his stomach. Skipping over his bulge I continue to tease all the way down his leg. Moving to the other side I repeat the process. Turning him into my own personal lollipop and working towards my favorite creamy center.
Low on cigarettes, gas and no cell service boredom greeted me quickly. There was an accident and officials didn’t have a time frame for clean-up. Reclining my seat I closed my eyes and took my mind somewhere else. After a while my hands started exploring. Squeezing my breasts until my nipples poked through. Making my way between my legs and slowly caressing my pussy. The more I rubbed the wetter I became. My clit begged for satisfaction. I vigorously rubbed it until I was shaking from an orgasm; and I didn’t stop as I had nothing else to do.