Porking my Portuguese Pill
It was about 3 shots of te-kill-ya (tequila) later when she looked me dead in the eye and said she really missed her boyfriend. “Oh?” I inquired. “How so?” She leaned back in her chair causing it to tilt back slightly, hitting the wall of the dive we’ve been at for a couple of hours. And with her strong Brazilian accent, she said, “Because he makes me cum every fucking day!”
Immediately, I feel my cock growing in my jeans. “I see…” I say while I am trying to not act like a 7 year old in front of a cookie jar that was just opened for me. “And here you are, thousands of miles away from him for months”. She nodded as she licked some left over salt off her hand while keeping a hard stare with me. She slides two fingers into her mouth and back out…”And these only help me a little bit” she explains with a cute pouty lip. “It sounds like you need someone to help you then” I quickly state. She nods emphatically with wide eyes.
My hand dives for her leg under the table and I grab her thigh through her light skirt. She moaned as I pushed my hand up her thigh, between her legs, scrunching her flowing skirt up until my hand is pressed firmly against her mound through the material of the skirt. “Deus!” she exclaims as she helps me hike her skirt up, out of my grasp so my hand and fingers have direct access to her.
Luckily, this place is dark and loud and our antics in the corner will be well hidden or at least I think they will be. My fingers meet her panties and I can’t help but gasp and moan as I feel what seems like a very thin SOAKED piece of material that is on fire against her swollen lips. My fingers quickly peel under the ridge of her small panties and dive down between her lips. She moans as she grabs the table and spreads her legs further, straddling the chair as it remains back on two legs so she is tilted back slightly.
My fingers have never, EVER felt someone so dipping wet, so velvety soft and smooth….without a trace of hair to be found. My middle finger pushes down the length of her pussy between her lips until it finds her opening and as I begin to push in with that one finger she grunts. The resistance is amazing. She is so tight but so wet…my finger glides in deep and I feel her body shake. My thumb finds her hard clit as I work my middle finger in a slow circular motion deep inside of her, causing my thumb, pressed hard against the clit to grind against it.
She whispers in a raspy voice – “You’re gonna make me cum!” All I can think is that she is my kind of woman! I jam my finger up into her deeper and rub her clit with my thumb and her hands go from the table to my arm, digging her nails in as she closes her eyes and her whole body tenses. And then completely relaxes, heaving chest with rapid deep breaths. I didn’t think she get any more wet, but her cum flooded my hand and the seat. It was an incredible feeling. I barely touched her for any amount of time and she exploded.
We quickly made our way to her nearby apartment. We could not keep each others hands off one another the whole way there. The door was not even closed behind me when she dropped to her knees and forcefully got my pants down below my knees and sprang my cock free from it’s once snug surroundings. Without hesitation she devoured my cock. My hands pushing her long black hair to the side just to get a glimpse of the passion she eats my cock with. I was already having a hard time holding it together after fingering her in the bar and I warned her I would cum very fast if she continued. She just grunted and feverishly grabbed my ass and bobbed her head up and down, back and forth, begging me to unload down her throat.
I held onto the door knob behind as I let her hair fall back down, enveloping her face as my balls tightened up and my legs began to shake. “HOLY FUCK!!!” I scream out loud as I start to cum. She sucks me even more feverishly and then stops, grabs my cock and squeezes it tight, stroking it slow as the first stream of cum explodes from me into her mouth, down her throat. She’s milking my cock as it jerks out each spurt…each stream of hot cum against the back of throat.
Her 23 year old energy now becomes even more apparent as she pops up to her feet and kisses me hard and passionately, tasting my cum in her mouth. She pulls back and guides me to her couch, sits me down and proceeds to remove all my clothes. She then gets up in front of me and strips for me, slowly but rhythmically as if there was music playing. She’s touching herself as she does, running her hands all over body…her breasts, her ass, between her legs…as each article of clothing is peeled off. Once completely naked and showing off her bronze, tight body, she makes her way to her hall closet and pulls something out.
I can’t quite make out what it is, but she’s taking something out of a box and plugging it in. Once she moves toward me, carrying it in the middle of the room, I see that it is a Sybian machine. She straddles and turns it on low. “This has been my only savior since I’ve been here” she says to me”. I get up and walk towards her and say “until now”. She moans in agreement as I walk behind her and kneel down, caressing her back and ass as I lean in and kiss her shoulder. She turns it up a little higher, moaning louder.
My cock already begins to react, getting harder and harder. She reaches back toward me and grabs it, helping it along. “I want you to fuck me so hard!!!” she exclaims, which did the trick and brought me all the way to full mast. She leaned forward on the machine, popping the plastic dick out of her and just pressing her click against the vibrating knob, arching her back far and guiding my cock into her from behind. The mix of the vibration and intense heat, tightness and wetness of her pussy was amazing as I buried my cock into her from behind.
We both yell out loud as she starts to cum again. And I begin to pound her harder. After she explodes on my cock she’s forced forward and off the machine a bit, but it’s still under me, vibrating. I go ahead and put the soaked, small fake cock attached to the machine against my ass. It’s vibrating and I am moving so it naturally pokes my asshole, intensifying my pleasure 10-fold.
Her face and chest pressed down against the carpet of her living room floor. Her arms stretched out far above her head against the ground. I increase my force as she begging me to fuck her harder and deeper. My pelvis slapping against her ass with each thrust as I get up on my feet, squatting above her, pounding my cock down with all my force. She’s yelling aloud in Portuguese! It sounds like she’s urging me, forcing me, making me fuck her harder. She got louder and louder until…she SCREAMS…really loud, ringing in my ears as I feel her clench even tighter around my cock – making me scream too, matching her volume. We both cum hard together, shooting my cum deep insider of her as she explodes all over me.
After collapsing on the floor together, we both felt the need for a shower. Together. Part II is cumming…
I’m back! / Brazillian Beauty in my cube
Well, it has been forever since I’ve written anything but I am so glad to see that traffic is still “up”. And speaking of up, while a busy life has hampered my writing, my libido has been off the charts!
Since it’s been so long and I may be a little out of practice, I may start slow with smaller, more random thoughts of passion and ecstasy and build my way back up to full on “stroke” stories.
So for starters, let’s talk about a 23 year old Brazilian woman with a body I’d just about die for. The term, “I want her body” in this case does not mean I want to look like her (although it would have it’s perks), but instead means, I want her body to do with what I please, all day, every day in EVERY way.
She’s currently in our office from Brazil for training. And as luck would have it, she’s training in our department, which means, mostly with ME…for TWO months! The company rented her an apartment nearby.
Does this not sound like the perfect scenario? Oh you know it does!
I am pretty sure the key here is to get her out and get her drunk. Should work itself out from there. An old friend of mine dated a Brazilian woman and said she was the most erotic woman he’d ever come (or cum) in contact with. I think he used the word “waterfall” when describing how wet she got and how hard she came. Sign me up!
She’s about 5’3”, long, straight, jet black hair, thin but with perfect curves. Probably about a 34C and a small, tight ass. Of course I’ve only seen her in business casual attire, but she makes even THAT look incredible. By far, the most distracting thing for me…are her lips. Full, so very soft looking and I can easily picture them opening around the head of my cock, wrapping around my shaft as her head lowers.
I’m sure I’d cum immediately. But it would NOT be difficult to get it up again…not with her!
My next post will be either fantasy or reality, but either way, it will be her and I back at her new apartment for a long night intense passion.
Until then…cum for me!
The Art of Seducing a Married Woman
I am in need! Blue-ball, backed-up, almost-in-pain…NEED! Yes, sexually. In need of a hot, sexual affair with a woman who only wants to suck and fuck and be sucked and fucked…by me. Are there other stipulations? Well, hell yeah there are! She must be super discreet and not have any desire to tell anyone, including her friends and especially my wife. lol – not funny.
The hardest part is the finding out who, the research part, which happens to be the longest, most tedious part. I have to find a woman that wants to cheat or a single woman that doesn’t mind me cheating. I know how to do this. But it takes patience and time. I personally feel that a married woman is an easier “target” if I may call her that. Simply because most marriages are just flat out UNSATISFACTORY when it comes to fun and sex. And first I have to find a woman that I’m attracted to and then start my art of seduction…or research (just doesn’t sound as sexy).
I need to first befriend the women I am targeting. Becoming her friend (one of the girls in essence) and let her feel as though they can open up to me. And if her marriage is like most, she will wonder why it’s so easy and fun to talk to me and open up. You see, men and women really can’t be friends. It’s true. Because yes, the man always wants to fuck her. Always. I guess there would be the exception where he just flat out does not find her attractive and is appeasing her by being her friend, but in that case, SHE wants to fuck him!
Accomplishing the part of the friend is frustrating for me because of the time factor. I’m not feeling very patient these days. Damn horny dick! However, it does come easy to me. I wasn’t the stud growing up who got the girls right away. I HAD to become their friends first because they didn’t look at me as a guy to fuck. But the one’s that eventually did (there were a few), were the ones that got to know me first. I have a great personality (yes, we all know what that means).
Once I do get to that level with a woman, it’s easier to find out things to advance my position (toward being inside of her). It’s easier to find out what needs of hers are not being met, all the while being that shoulder to cry on or ear to bend. This is probably the spot where I can almost know for sure whether she would cheat or not. If I think she would, then, when she has exhausted the main topics that bother her about her spouse, I can interject my perspectives…what I believe, how I treat a woman…what she deserves and should have, etc. In addition that, empathize with her the whole time and find times to drop hints. In fact, at this level, teasing, flirty comments should be very accepted by her and probably recipricated. If I had come to the conclusion she would not cheat, I’d be nice about offering to listen when she wants me to and move on.
Before I talk about the next “level” so to speak, there IS another route to take and that’s through writing. Email and chatting with them while at work can do two things: 1. Teach you a lot and 2. Open a lot of doors if she is open to flirting in that manner.
Next, it’s a matter of getting the two of us in a situation of having fun. Be it out drinking after work (can you tell I am thinking about women at work? 2-3 actually) or at a basketball game, playing pool…something where the physicality of our communication can start to take over a bit. A brush against her here, a high five and playful shove there. Touching is key at this level.
From here it’s sketchy because you really have to feel her out (not literally….YET!) to understand where she’s at. If she is drinking, is she drinking a lot or not really monitoring herself? Is she forward in her touching or is she receptive to yours at all? Is she playfull? Teasing? Is she comfortable overall, basically?
If so, then more direct, sexual comments or moves (touches) that are more forward may very well by in play. But ya gotta be careful. It may take more than one, or two, or three of these outings to get to that point. It all depends on her level of comfort with the situation and you.
It’s almost inevitable that she will stop at one point if it does advance. If you kiss, for instance. She will stop and say “we can’t!” or “I can’t!” or “this is wrong”. You have to go with it. You have to agree. It can turn on a dime at that point…either right back into the kissing because it being wrong is so right. Or it can stop dead cold.
If it does stop dead cold. Apologize right away. Let her know that you had no intentions like this and you wouldn’t do anything to jeapordize her situation. You CAN throw in something like, “I”m sorry, I don’t know what came over me! I guess it’s just you and our connection. Just so strong…sorry.” So you are apologizing, but you are explaining your feelings AND you are dropping a seed…a hint…of how good it could be.
If you are at the stage of kissing…and I mean making out, wet, sloppy tongues, moaning, grabbing each other type kissing, then it can get even dicier. What next? Where? How? And will she?
See, some women will feel bad about a kiss or a make out session, but not feel as though it’s detromental to their marriage or relationship or that it is considered chating. They can blow it off easier. But the thought of having sex…THAT could be just too big of a pill for them to swallow. Speaking of swallowing…oh, wait…that’s later.
The way to test this is to be somewhere somewhat private during that or another make out session. In a car, a locked office, etc. And do what you’ve done so many times before. Let the hand wander to her ass or your lips to her ear and down her neck and see if it’s met with objection. I will say that if you are on the 2nd make out session or beyond, your liklihood of sex is GREATLY increased. So one bit of advice would be to be stop the first kiss yourself. Don’t be negative, just stop it. And wait for the opportunity of the 2nd one to arrise. Chances increased right there. Especialy if she’s eager to go out again or get you alone.
So, like I said, it’s a lot of work to even get to this point. I think you know what to do from this point.
There are now only two people in this world that have read or do read this blog that know me (aaaannnnd you know who you are). Interestingly enough, both women, at one time or another, I was involved with sexually. One while I was married and the other while I was with a gf/engaged. Don’t worry ladies, I won’t give any more away than that.
The unfortunate thing now is that neither of them lives anywhere near me. One of them never did actually. But now that I am more settled in my life, travel is not as easy as option. In most cases, no option at all. But damn if I wouldn’t get on a plane for either of them! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrowl!
So, I need a fucking girlfriend. And you can read that both ways. I need a fucking girlfriend, meaning I need one bad. And I need a FUCKING girlfriend – who is interested in one thing and one thing only. I guess I should add “locally” to the end of that.
Okay, back to my personals ad. Just kidding, that’s not what this is. I will, however, gladly accept advice, feedback and input…feel free to comment or email me!
IT Caught Me (Lucky me!)
For as long as I have had my own office and Internet access, I have pretty freely read, looked at and watched porn online at work. One time I got caught with a picture on my screen, but it was a woman who was doing the boss and they were both married. And the boss was my close friend, so I knew all about it. So she had nothing on me.
Of course, I’ve been worse than that. I’ve had phone sex in my office(s). I’ve jacked off in my office(s)…and work bathrooms. And yes, I’ve had sex with a woman in my office (8 years removed from that unfortunately for me) and been blown in my car in the parking lot of work.
I’ve been at this job close to a year. I was very careful for some time because I wasn’t sure how closely big brother was watching. Once I thought the road was clear I started finding my sites, blogs, clips, pics and more. I don’t know how many of the travel-sized lotions I’ve been through!
One day I was doing what I’m doing now, watching videos on youporn.com and typing a blog entry when an inner-office IM pops up from Jeanette in IT.
Jeanette: “Tony”
Tony: “Hi Jeanette”
Jeanette: “Can you come down to my office, please?”
Tony: “Sure, be right there”
I walked down there and she said come in before I even got to her door. “Close the door” she says to me as I enter. I do. “Can you come around here and take a look at my screen?” she continued. I’m confused at this point. But I do. As I walk around her desk, she is pushed up tight against her desk, staring at her screen. It’s a screen shot of my screen. A video with a woman mounting a man on a desk.
Silence.
I clear my throat. With a quiver in my voice, “I guess I am packing my shit now.” She replies quickly, “Unless you’re interested in packin’ something else” and with that she pushes back her chair from her desk, exposing her skirt up high around her waist, no panties and her fingers rubbing her pussy.
“So? Can you fill that up?” she asks. I lick my lips and barely get out an “uh huh” by the time she is unbuckling my pants and pulling them down with my underwear in one fell swoop. She grabs my cock with one hand and leans forward to take it into her mouth. Her eyes closed. Her other hand rubbing her clit. She moans on me as she works back and forth, taking me deep and bobbing on my cock head as she flicks it with her tongue and then takes me deep again.
My breath is erratic. I’m totally surprised and shocked by this, but so incredibly turned on! I’m normally vocal and loud as I get turned on, but I know the office is no place for that. She strokes me with her hand, using the opposite motion of her mouth so her lips and hand meet as she moves slower and more deliberate. She looks up at me with her lustful eyes, pulls her mouth off my cock slowly, leaving a strand of saliva connecting us.
“Time to pack” she says with an evil grin. Jeanette has dark hair just past her shoudlers and fair skin. She’s voluptuous, a little thick, but a great ass and gorgeous, large tits. She stands up, removes her blouse to expose her black satin bra and breasts that are bulging out of the top of it. Her panties are around one ankle and she kicks them to the side as she makes her way to the credenza behind her desk that faces the window.
Her skirt hiked up around her waist, nothing else but her bra and heels on, she puts a knee up on the credenza and leans forward, looking back at me. I immediately make my way up behind her. One of her hands reaches back to grab my cock that is throbbing with excitement. I place both hands on her ass and spread her cheeks as I push my hips and follow her hand toward the heat between her legs.
My cock head touches her lips and she stops me there. She is so hot. She glides the tip of my cock head up and down between her lips, splitting them open a bit, getting my head nice and wet. “Ohhhh fuck!!” I say as excitedly as I can through a whisper. She gets my cock head right at the entrance of her pussy and lets go, putting both hands up onto credenza, arching her back. I push. Spreading her ass apart so I can watch every hard, aching inch of my cock disappear into her waiting, soaked pussy.
I feel a bolt of excitement shoot through me and as I get to be about half way inside of her, I THRUST into her hard and slam my cock into her pushing her forward and making the large piece of furniture shake. “OH SHIT!” she says out loud. “So it’s like THAT?” she growls to me. “Packing takes some force” I reply. She moans as I start to pull my cock out of her slowly, almost all the way out before RAMMING IT IN DEEP and HARD again.
She bites her lip and growls again. I repeat the motion, slowly out of her and hard and fast in, but with every round I pick the pace up until I am pounding her tight hole with every inch of my cock over and over again. Within moments, her body tenses as she commands me through gritted teeth to fuck her harder. Her hand is back over her clit, rubbing it fast as she cums all over my cock. Her moans, groans and encouragement to fill her up kept me going. The sounds of our skin slapping together and the noises from the credenza rocking and shaking were louder than our moans and pants, but anyone with an ear to a wall or door was going to hear this.
I can’t hold it any longer. “I’m gonna cum!” I tell her. She responds fast, “In my mouth!” as I pull out and she drops to her knees. My hand strokes my cock a few last times as she pushes her mouth around my head and down onto my cock and I lose it. Shot after shot of hot cum exploding into her mouth and against the back of her throat. She moans as it fills her. I pant wildly and try not to fall over, holding her desk for support. She cleans up every bit and laps up ever inch of my cock as it softens in her mouth and hand.
“You fucking perv!” she says with a giggle. “You little whore!” I jab back at her.
“I’ll be in your office toward the end of the day to take a look at your hardware….again!” she says as we clean up and get dressed. “Oh yeah?” I reply. “Yep! And plan to work late tonight. We have a lot diagnostics to run and a lot of ports to fill.” “Yes ma’am!” I reply. We kiss deeply before I head back to my office.
When I get back, there’s an email from her. It says, “Now you better behave.” and it had a link. To a video. Of us.
