It’s nice to find a man who does not judge me for what I want. Mr. Unfamiliar, called and apoligized for his horrible transgression which led me to risk life and limb for a much needed clit-gasm. Then he came by to make it up to me. In a very big, very dirty way. He wasn’t here for long, long enough to give me what I wanted, and go in time for me to have my Myspace page revamped by the ever hot Gracie. Check out my new banner here to the side. She rocks. And bites….

He came over and we crawled into my bed and kissed and talked until we were naked. We lay, spooning, talking while he rubbed my ass and got hard against my leg. He reached around front and started to massage my clit, Talking about what a baby I am for pouting when I didn’t get my way. And what a horny slut I am that I was getting myself off in the car. He pushed his cock at my pussy from behind, but I was not really ready yet. He threw my leg back over his and I reached back and stoked his cock, pushing it against my ass, teasing him. He whispered in my ear, “What’s the matter baby? All of a sudden you aren’t wet enough me? I want you to get wet for me, now.”

I moaned and continued to stroke him, gripping a little harder, rubbing the head against my cheeks.

His fingers dipped back into my pussy to and continued to rub my juices on my clit. He would move them up to my mouth and make me suck on them, all the while still whispering in my ear. “I want you to get so soaking wet baby, I want to hear you ache for it. Beg me to cum.”

He leaned forward and bit hard into my shoulder. Fuck, I love that. His fingers continued to trace circles around my clit, dipping into my pussy and spreading my cream. He bit again, slower and harder this time, and I felt the hot liquid oozing from my pussy lips. As he pushed his fingers in one last time, he felt my pussy, now wet and hot. He licked and kissed, then bit once more. I moaned, an deep throaty moan.

He rolled me over to my stomach and pushed his cock between my legs. His arm hooked around my neck and he squeezed tight. Holy fuck, I thought to myself, this guy is amazing. He apparently HAS been reading this blog, even though he said he wasn’t. He wanted to give me a taste of what I crave. His strong tattoed forearm was across my neck, but he was lifting my chin up slightly. There was a struggle for breath, but it was possible. But he was strong, and dominating as he pushed his cock hard into me, using one hand for leverage, one arm around my throat and the weight of his body pressing down on me.

I grasped at his arm, his thick wrists, as if to try to pull him from me, but really I wasn’t. I knew I could breathe, but I was still feeling breathless from excitement and gasping for air with each downward thrust in to my pussy. “That’s how I like you, “he said raspy into my ear, ” Nice and wet. How much more can I get from you?”

He kept thrusting, his grip around my neck getting a little tighter, lifting my head back even higher. He moved his body down a bit, therefore tightening his grip on my neck. I was ready to cum, his cock was pressing down on my G-spot and he was grinding in to it. I let out a thick moan as my orgasm started to rise in me.

“Thats right baby, ” he said feeling my orgasm hit, “that’s a good girl. Let me feel you. Soaking. Cum now baby, do it. Drip for daddy.”

His nasty demand words hit me like a shock, and gripped me at the base of me spine. I felt a rush of hot wetness between my legs and I came in hard spasms on his cock. His hands around my neck, tighter now, I reached back with one hand and gripped onto his hip, digging my nails in. Clenching my teeth, and cumming… aahhh, cumming so good. He kept me going with his dirty words.

“Fuck you are so hot baby. I can feel your wet cunt, that’s what I want. I can feel my cock in a pool of your cum. Ahh, you’re a good girl.” He kept going, I came down, and then came again. It was too much, too good. His cock pushing inside me, his arm around my throat, his dirty dirty words. He came, groaning and thrusting again. His arm finally released my neck as he filled me with his cum.

He leaned in to my ear again and whispered, “It won’t happen again… Am I forgiven?”

I looked back and kissed him. “If I say no, can we do that again??”