Wake Up Call

Awoke this morning to the sensation of my cock being hotly slathered with something warm, firm and wet... I love it when Nadine wakes me with a blowjob. My body felt suffused and electrified with the seemingly disembodied pressure that was sucking and pushing at my prick as Nadine took me into her mouth, her tongue seeming to twist itself around my entire shaft. As I tipped my head up, slowly coming into consciousness, I had the wonderful view of Nadine lying beside me, one hand tugging my cock up between her lips and the other pillowing and squeezing her swaying tits. Her nipples looked huge and hard and seemed to command my full attention.

The only sound I could hear was the throaty sighs and slurps emanating from Nadine’s mouth. God I was in heaven. I reached over and, gently pulling at her legs, indicated that I wanted her to sit on my face. She immediately obliged and as the sucking pressure on my cock intensified I was greeted with a close-up view of Nadine’s moist pussy descending deliciously onto my face. I love having my head completely surrounded by Nadine’s thighs – feeling the hot, firm smoothness of them squeezing me into her so intimately, so firmly.

I began to caress and pull at her bum cheeks as I delved my tongue further and further into her hole. Her cunt seemed to be a hot flood of juice that coated my chin and mouth with warmth. I experienced that weird duality of thought and sensation as one part of my brain focused on what was being done to my cock and the other filled itself with the reality of being so hotly and wetly inside Nadine’s glorious cunt.

Nadine began to rock and grind onto my face. It meant my tongue didn’t have to work quite so hard and I allowed my lips to pucker slightly so that they too brushed against and slid in between her cunt lips as she moved. I could hear her moans – muffled by her thighs – getting louder and more aggressive and knew she was cumming. Her wetness filled my mouth and the warm bed smell of her filled my nose. I began to thrust my prick into her mouth with small, hard jabs and gripped her buttocks tighter, pulling her hard down onto my face. She took the hint and sucked faster; working my tip with her lips and tongue until with an animal moan I pumped my spunk into her mouth. Four or five hot, wonderful spurts... and all the while her mouth sucking at me, drawing more and more out of my balls.

We stayed that way for a while longer until the urgency subsided. Then we lay together hugging closely until it was time to get up. We don’t often 69 to completion, both preferring to actually fuck but it’s always nice when we do. Somehow it’s a far more intimate activity.

Anyway, it was a bloody good way to start the day! We’re off visiting friends and family over the next week or so, so I may or may not drop into this blog until sometime in the New Year. We’re planning on having Elspeth back over sometime in early Jan so that is definitely one for the calendar...!

Merry Christmas to you all.

The Aftermath...

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Elspeth

The start of last night’s proceedings were farcical – only word to describe it. Elspeth was due to arrive around 9.0 – Nadine had no doubt she’d obey her instructions to the letter and turn up on the dot – so the early evening was spent rearranging the furniture in the lounge so that Nadine would be able to get a clear view of things from the bedroom door which would be conveniently left slightly ajar. Hardly high tech but this rough-and-ready amateurish approach added to our sense of growing excitement. I knew Nadine wouldn’t be that concerned about being discovered anyway and would even secretly relish the idea but for the time being we stuck solidly to the original plan of Nadine hiding in the darkened bedroom, getting herself off watching Elspeth and I fucking in the lounge. Simple.

I still had doubts as to how all of this would pan out. I mean there’s a big difference between saying you’d like to fuck someone and then turning up on their doorstep to actually do it – even with their partner’s approval – and part of me half expected that Elspeth either wouldn’t show up or if she did she’d be unable to go through with it. These things happen after all.

However it seems Elspeth is a woman of surprises. Just after 9.0 the doorbell rings. Cue a mad scrabbling for the bedroom from Nadine who already is stifling giggles and naughty laughter. I experience a few seconds of discomfort – not sure why, guess I’m human after all – and then, composing myself, I answer the door trying to look nonchalant and normal and not at all rehearsed... to find Elspeth standing there attempting much the same trick. She’s dressed in a clingy black top with a plunging V neckline and jeans. And I’m gobsmacked. She looks amazing. I like the fact she hasn’t tried to hide her size but is in fact making it her selling point. She obviously thinks what the hell I’ll be seeing her naked soon enough... at least that was my take on it and I suddenly felt a lot more hopeful about giving her a good fucking.

I manage to pull myself back into focus and say hello. Best to keep it simple and natural I figure. She responds with the same and then waves a DVD at me.

“Nadine lent me this a few weeks ago – thought I ought to return it.”

“Oh,” I say, “ok”. This is unexpected but really it shouldn’t be. I might have guessed Nadine would have set Elspeth up with a reason for calling. I look at the DVD. It’s one of mine from my own porn collection! Talk about cheek! I hadn’t even noticed it was missing. Clever Nadine.

“Did you enjoy it?” I ask.

“Yes. Very much,” she replies.

“Uhuh. Good.”

Silence.

Things are stalling awkwardly – I guess both of us are finding the situation unreal. Time to roll the dice, I think. “Would you like to come in?” I step back inside the flat and hold the door open.

Elspeth taps her lips with the DVD box, smiles meaningfully and says “Yes I would. Thank you.” And steps inside. Well that wasn’t too difficult!

Inside there’s a brief flurry of normality as I get us both drinks, ask how she is, etc, and then once again we slip into that awkwardly expectant silence. Part of me is tempted to just put my arms around her waist, pull her close and kiss her – you’d be surprised how often that works and it’s certainly better than any cheesy chat-up line I can think of. However another part of me is feeling slightly wicked and wants to drag out the awkwardness a little longer... see how bold Elspeth is prepared to be.

“Which part did you like the best?” I ask, all gentlemanly innocence.

“Hum?” She looks slightly taken aback.

“The DVD,” I reply. “Which bit tickled your fancy the most?” I’m being wicked I know.

A slow flush washes over Elspeth’s face and extends down to her neck and chest but she recovers well. I can almost see her calculating: in for a penny, in for a pound.

“I liked the bit when the brunette gets licked out on the sofa...” she says breathily. Committed now.

“Yes, I think I know the bit you mean...” I pause deliberately – I want her to supply more detail. Hear her say it.

“...and then gets fucked hard and deep while her boyfriend sucks on her tits...” This last bit comes out all in a rush like Elspeth has almost dared herself to say it.

I’m nodding stupidly, amazed at how aroused I feel and yet also how much I’m enjoying delaying the moment. The awareness of Nadine watching from the bedroom is a delicious spur; I can feel her egging me on, can almost hear her urging, “Go on, fuck her, fuck her...”

Elspeth is blushing madly and rather cruelly I neither reply or even move. She must be wondering if she’s offended me or blown it. I wait until she moves to speak and then I silently, gently, push her backwards towards the sofa. She closes her mouth and looks at me with such earnestness that I’m overcome with genuine tenderness for this shy, brave woman. As she reaches the sofa she has no choice but to sit down. I continue to advance, not saying a word – words aren’t acting as icebreakers tonight, they’re creating the ice; best to dispense with them altogether. As I close in on her I sink down to my knees and position myself between her legs. She’s still clutching the DVD at this point so I take it from her and throw it to the floor.

“It’s my favourite bit too,” I murmur and gently inch my hands up Elspeth’s legs. I can feel the warmth and strength of her thighs and the slight quivering in her tummy as I reach her waistband. Then there’s the usual wrestling with the belt clasp – there’s never a sexy way to undo a belt – but I figure that this is Elspeth’s last chance to bail out. Thankfully her hands brush mine, soft and sensuous, and she assists in undoing the belt and the fly of her trousers. I feel a sense of relief which surprises me – she obviously wants it and it seems so do I. I give her a reassuring smile – which is returned – and then between us both we remove her jeans. I ease them down her legs – they are large but smooth and shapely. Well toned. I guess I expected them to be flabby and it’s a pleasant surprise to discover that they’re not. I kiss her knees, noticing her breathing quicken as I do so. I move my hands palm-down up over her thighs and then centre them over her panties, sliding them down over her pussy. I can feel the heat emanating from her already, almost smell the desire. Her panties are black and lacy, virtually see through and I can see her pubes through the flimsy covering. She looks completely natural – not trimmed or topiaried in any way. Again this scores a tick on my approval list. I love the natural look. I rub my hands gently over her pussy – it’s soaking wet, the fabric of her panties is drenched and warm with her juices. I begin to rub her cunt with my thumbs watching her mouth open as her breathing deepens.

“You’ve been playing with yourself all day, haven’t you?” I ask, “Waiting for this moment.”

“Yes,” she sighs, “yes.”

I increase the pressure of my thumbs; the fabric is the only thing resisting my attempts to slide in deeper. “I want to eat you all up,” my voice has become quite guttural and I have a huge hard-on. The back of my neck is tingling – I know that with the new furniture arrangement Nadine has a full-on view of my head and hands between Elspeth’s powerful legs.

“Do it,” she whispers, “do it.” Her hands are wondering over her own breasts as she gasps. My own are itching to do the same.

Still I have a need to tease. “I want to hear you say it. Tell me exactly what you want.”

Elspeth moans like the delay is agony. My thumbs are probing deeper and deeper, as deep as her panties will allow. “Lick me out,” she gasps, “I want you to eat my pussy, fuck me... please fuck me...”

I’ve always loved dirty talk and I can feel myself burning up with suppressed urges. “I’m going to lick every inch of your pussy,” I tell her, “tongue out your cunt until you cum in my mouth.”

“Oh yes,” she sighs. Her voice is barely audible but the desire is deafening.

“Then I’m going to fuck my cock deep inside you, fill you up... I’m going to cover you in my cum...”

“Yes, yes, do it, please... just do it!” That’s the nicest way I’ve ever been told to shut up I have to say. Out of the corner of my eye I’m aware of the bedroom door opening slightly wider but Elspeth is too far gone to notice. I cheekily proffer a wink in Nadine’s direction and then grab the waistband of Elspeth’s panties and pull them off, positioning her hot pink legs over my shoulders as I do so. I like to think it’s a classy move – silly I know.

Jesus but she’s wet! Clear glistening strands of liquid are dripping from her pussy and coating her upper thighs, smudged there during the removal of her panties. That’s a huge turn on for me. Elspeth’s pussy is gorgeous. Swollen and voluptuous like the rest of her. Her lips aren’t visible, just a smooth gash between her legs – what I call a “moneybox”. She smells amazing; my mouth is watering. I need to get out of my clothes. I extricate myself from Elspeth’s legs – not such a classy move after all – and begin to pull off my t-shirt. It’s barely over my head before Elspeth is ripping it off me, showering my neck and shoulders with kisses. There then follows a fumbling, furious few minutes as my trousers are removed and Elspeth’s top and bra are similarly dispensed with. I feel a mite regretful at the speed of this as I’d wanted to savour every second of the unveiling of her magnificent tits. However there is no real disappointment – not when they’re there and real and hanging down before my hot little face. I catch one in each hand and rain kisses down on them, licking my tongue down to the swollen nipples. They are nice and hard, even the aureoles are stiff and slightly proud. The weight and firmness of them sends hot rushes of delight through my cock. I take a nipple into my mouth and suck it noisily, plying it with pressure from my tongue, squeezing the breast with my hand as if trying to move it in ripples all the way into my mouth. I can hear Elspeth moaning – deep, hot noises from deep down within her. God but she must be dripping. I slip a hand between her thighs and rub through her pubes down to her cunt. She is literally dripping wet. My fingers and hand are soaked in her hot juices. This is wonderful. I slide a couple of fingers up into her – they go in without any resistance – and I begin to frig her off, pushing in deep, pushing in to the knuckle. Her moaning becomes more rhythmic, more intense.

I’m aware that all Nadine will be able to see is me kneeling on the floor and Elspeth bent over me. I push Elspeth back onto the sofa and open her legs wide, making sure Nadine gets a good view of that moist gash. I finger Elspeth some more and then, when my fingers are thickly coated in her cunt juice I remove them and apply them to my throbbing cock, lubricating myself with Elspeth’s fluids. Elspeth leans forward, reaching for my cock but I firmly push her back onto the sofa.

“I’m going to lick you dry,” I tell her and without further ado push my head between her thighs and sink my tongue into her musky pussy. My nose, chin and mouth are soaked in her juices but I’m loving it and begin licking for all I’m worth, drinking down the slightly salty taste. I take huge laps of her pussy and then vary things by flicking my tongue over her clit, buried just inside that gorgeous fold of flesh. Elspeth grabs my hair and pulls me into her like she wants my whole head inside her. I can picture Nadine in our bedroom, watching hungrily, easing her favourite toy into her own cunt, slicking her fingers with her own hot juices. I feel like I’m going to explode and have to make a concentrated effort to reign myself in.

Elspeth begins to fuck my face, pushing herself onto my mouth and tongue as I probe deeper and deeper. My hands run up over her soft belly – so much gorgeous flesh – and locate her breasts, bouncing heavily as she bucks against me. I’m overcome with a desire to make good my promise and drink her dry and lick on, ignoring the fatigue pains in my tongue... Elspeth tastes so damn good!

I’m almost lost in the wet sensations of her cunt but her voice snaps me out of it: “I need your cock inside me, I need you inside me... please... need to fuck you now... fuck me, please, fuck me...” I can feel her pelvis bucking hard against my face and realize my tongue has done its job and now Elspeth needs somewhat deeper attentions.

I come up gasping for air and find my face and mouth covered in Elspeth’s own, her tongue brushing my own, devouring her own juices. She pulls me up and onto her with surprising strength, one of her hands deftly cupping and then tugging at my dripping cock. I’m secreting pre-cum like a waterfall! She coats her hand in my own sticky juices and then rubs it into her cunt – such a turn-on! Instinctively Elspeth raises her legs and with a few minor adjustments I’m lined up perfectly. I rub the head of my cock up and down her wet gash – just can’t resist teasing her even now and then slowly, deliberately sink into her depths as far as I can go. It feels incredible – like the best sex you ever imagined – hot, wet, sticky, firm, tight, resistless, gripping, sucking, pushing, malleable and a hundred other contradictory things. Elspeth is gasping and moaning loudly now – boy do I love a noisy woman! Her hands are gripping me furiously, constantly seeking better purchase in an attempt to pull me harder and deeper into her. I’m supporting myself with one hand on the sofa as I fuck myself hard and nasty into her wet cunt, my free hand pawing at her hot thighs, squeezing and tugging at her juicy tits. With each thrust I can hear wet suction noises coming from Elspeth’s pussy – another thing that sends me wild – and I thrust in harder, grinding myself from side to side and round and round. All I can hear is the slapping of my legs against Elspeth’s buttocks and Elspeth’s sobs of pleasure - all coinciding noisily. I chance a look at the bedroom and am rewarded by Nadine quietly easing it open a little more. She’s naked and standing with one legs slightly raised. I can see that she’s twisting her dildo in and out of her cunt with one hand and squeezing her own tits with the other. The dildo is glistening wetly and I have a mad, impossible desire to be fucking both Elspeth and Nadine at exactly the same time, sinking into them both.

Suddenly I can feel Elspeth’s cunt walls gripping me tighter and from her higher pitched moans I can tell she’s about to come. I focus my attention back onto her and begin to suck at her tits roughly, quickening my thrusts. I really can’t hold on much longer and thankfully don’t have to. Elspeth cums with a great cry, her whole body bucking against mine, nearly lifting me off the floor and it feels like my prick is bathed in hot syrup. Suddenly I feel a rushing hotness in my pelvis that reaches right to the end of my cock and instinct takes me over. I thrust wildly, impossibly fast and then I too am bucking against Elspeth as I shoot a huge load of hot spunk deep inside her cunt. Christ – it really does feel like I’m filling her up. I’m a heavy cummer at the best of times but tonight Elspeth seems to have tapped reserves that even I didn’t know I had. I manage a few more thrusts and Elspeth’s pussy obliges by gripping me wetly, refusing to let me go. We gasp together for a while and I hope it masks the muffled groans that are emanating from the bedroom. Certainly Elspeth doesn’t appear to think anything amiss. She’s looking up at me with the biggest grin on her face I’ve ever seen anyone wear.

“Thank you,” she sighs.

“Absolute pleasure,” I reply out of breath, “Anytime. I mean that.”

She nods, blissfully content and then says, “And thank you, Nadine” and blow me if she doesn’t look straight towards the bedroom!

The door opens and out strides Nadine, still naked and flushed from her own orgasm. “Absolute pleasure”, she replies. And with a wink at me adds, “We will do this again. Very soon.”

“I see.” I say trying to pretend annoyance but it’s impossible to do. Am I annoyed? Am I fuck! Seems the honey trap wasn’t to catch Elspeth but to catch me. Elspeth knew Nadine was there all along. And probably got as much extra pleasure out of it as I did. If I’m honest, I half saw it coming. Secretly hoped for it.

Nadine gives me a hug from behind as I stand up and kisses my back while her hands rub up and down my wet cock. A combination of spunk and Elspeth’s juices coat it thickly. “Time to clean you up,” she says and walking around me, kneels down before my semi-erect prick. Before I know it my cock is sucked deep inside Nadine’s burning hot mouth while Elspeth, suffused in sweat and flushed almost scarlet, looks on very intently...

Wicked Plan

Nadine surprised me with a rather wicked plan yesterday. I’m amazed that after living with Nadine for 4 years I can still be surprised by just how dirty she can be; you’d think I’d’ve got her thoroughly sussed by now. Still, it’s the element of surprise that keeps us strong I suppose.

Basically the woman in the flat opposite us has been flirting with me – quite awkwardly it has to be said – for the past 3 or 4 weeks. I’ll admit I probably kicked things off by a slightly saucy comment I made to her when I left for work one morning last month. I was rushing out of the door when she appeared from behind hers to collect her mail. Whenever a woman opens her door in a nightie you can pretty much guarantee it’s a deliberate act. I don’t buy into this “I’d forgotten” or “I wasn’t thinking” malarkey. If you open your door while you’re half naked or wearing clothes that leave little to the imagination you KNOW what you’re doing and you’re doing it for a reason.

Now Elspeth is a big lady. A good size 20 I’d say but not unattractive. I know a lot of men are put off by big women, even repulsed by them, but I’m not one of them. Big can be and frequently is beautiful. And damned horny to boot. Despite her size Elspeth has great skin – slightly tanned, smooth and unblemished. What I’ve always noticed most about her is her hair – long, straight, blondie-brown and lots of it. Looks well kept – a real shine and strength to it. I don’t know why but her hair seems to hit my spot. Until this morning that was as far as things went. The odd hello in the hallway, me liking her hair and her mumbling something awkward as we pass.

Now suddenly there she was in a see-through nightie. Not a particularly classy one I hasten to add but then, being a bloke (a) what do I know and (b) no bloke is going to really care (including me) when the simple fact of the matter is I can see what a great pair of tits Elspeth has. Talk about a dark horse. Really nice and firm and despite their size not an ounce of sag on them. Not that I would have minded – I quite like a bit of sag. Sag makes breasts real and I’d choose real over unnaturally pert ones any day. I really hate false breasts that look like Viking shield bosses – solid, round, unmoving like plastic moulds no matter what their owner is doing. That’s not right and it’s not a turn-on. Not for me anyway. The weird thing is although she’s blushing profusely Elspeth is giving me a real long look in the eye and a half smile. There’s a small part of my brain at this point thinking “I’m being given the come-on here” but it’s so out of the blue and out of character for Elspeth that it’s not quite registering properly. However it’s registered enough for me to make the cheesiest comment in the world: “Nice day for it”. Nudge nudge. Wink Wink. Christ, straight out of a Carry On movie. I’m surprised I didn’t follow through with the Sid James’ laugh...

So anyway, during the pregnant pause I take a surreptitious look at her body the way us men do: i.e. looking but trying not to look like I’m looking... trying to look like I’m a gentleman in fact by pretending not to look. Yeah right. I was looking alright and after a nod farewell continued my merry way down to the car with a stonking hard-on and fuel for that day’s fantasy already safely gathered in. Like I said, big can be beautiful and I spent much of that day trying to imagine what it would be like to run my hands all over Elspeth’s body and taste those incredible tits. When I got home later I mentioned this brief episode to Nadine and apart from a few jokey references to it on Nadine’s part since then the subject hasn’t really been a big feature of our lives. Until yesterday.

Seems the little minx has been baiting something of a honey trap. But not for me it seems. Since that morning Nadine has been on a mission to befriend the shy but voluptuous Elspeth and gradually their occasional door-step chats have progressed to meeting for coffee two or three times a week and going for the odd lunch at the local brasserie. All very cosy. Nadine should work for MI5. I’ve yet to meet anyone who can retain the slightest secret or intimate thought under Nadine’s sly questioning. It seems Elspeth has been single for 18 months (since just before she moved into our block) after her husband of 3 years walked out on her for a thinner model (how boring). She’s desperate for a man, heard about Nadine and I having an open relationship and assumed therefore that I was easy meat! And I thought she was shy! Even Nadine admitted she was a little taken aback by how candid Elspeth was. I mean, God knows I’m no shrinking violet but even I would quail at telling someone to their face that I wanted to fuck their partner – open relationship or not.

Anyway, all of this has been hot food for Nadine to feed upon and she’s come up with a slightly devious plan that should see all of us getting our rocks off big time. Basically Nadine has told Elspeth that she’s away at an evening class tonight and has suggested – quite strongly – that Elspeth pop round to see me under some pretence or other, suitably dressed to seduce, miles of cleavage exposed, with the golden promise that because I’m such a randy sod I’ll be eating her pussy out within the hour. Cue hot flushes from Elspeth and her smiling mouth practically salivating with imagined pleasure. Intelligently though Elspeth wondered what exactly Nadine gets out of it. To which Nadine replied that she wants Elspeth to tell her in close-up, unexpurgated juicy detail everything that we get up to when they meet for coffee the next day... Nadine saying she’ll really get off hearing about it and it will give our love life a boost. Cheeky mare. Like it needs one. People always believe what they want to believe of course and Elspeth swallowed it whole. What Elspeth doesn’t know though is that Nadine’s evening class is a load of bull and she plans to secrete herself within our flat this evening and sate her voyeuristic appetites by getting a real eye-full while Elspeth and I go at it hammer and tongues.

I must admit the thought of all this really does me excite me a lot. Not just fucking Elspeth but being watched by Nadine... knowing that Nadine will be frigging herself off as she watches. Man, I’m tempted to take myself in hand right now except I want to save it all for later... make sure Elspeth gets totally drenched in hot spunk. Just the thought of it makes me painfully hard.

Merry Christmas!

Doin' It

Wow. Showed yesterday’s fantasy blog to Nadine when she got in last night and was rewarded with one of our best shags ever. Nadine’s got an absolutely perfect pair of tits so she well knows how much of a tit-man I am – my paean to Nigella’s breasts came as no surprise at all and as Nadine’s are definitely comparable she felt no particular jealousy. Far from it – she whipped her top off within minutes of reading it and invited me to have my dirty way. What could I do but accept?

Luckily Nadine loves wanking me with her tits as much as I love being on the receiving end - I have known some women who are ridiculously fastidious about keeping their skin free of bodily juices and shudder at the merest hint of spunk landing anywhere but inside their uptight pussy’s I mean what the fuck is that all about? How can anyone enjoy sex if they’re abhorred by spunk, spit and pussy juice? It’s like trying to play football when you hate round objects made out of leather. Makes me realise how much I’m blessed with Nadine. She gets really wet at the thought – and indeed the reality – of spunk being spread all over her tits. Especially the nipples. A couple of times she’s come at the mere sensation of my hot spunk running over her nipples. There’s nothing better than watching her lick them dry afterwards too.

Anyway I was happy to oblige and gave her a good load all over her jugs. God but I love fucking Nadine’s tits. So hot, soft and juicy. Nadine positions herself so that as my cock slides up it can slip tantalizingly into her hot watery mouth before disappearing back down into the warm depths of her cleavage. I didn’t think I was going to stop coming when the time came I can tell you.

Anyway, the night never feels complete without a proper cock-in-cunt fucking session so after a “breather” when I licked her out she wanked me hard again and we had a proper fuck on the sofa – Nadine kneeling down with her arse in the air. Man, I love doing the doggy. Nadine’s great; she doesn’t just kneel there like a statue but pushes back against me and fingers herself off as I slide in and out of her. After my fantasy yesterday I made sure I availed myself of her jugs as we fucked – gave them a right good rubbing.

Anyway, all this explains why I am feeling completely shagged out today… life’s fucking great sometimes, isn’t it?

Nigella

Fantasy is a healthy part of any relationship.

Which is good because to be honest I’ve just spent the best part of this afternoon fantasizing about shagging the shit out of Nigella Lawson. There’s something unmistakably sexy about a full-bodied woman. Ok I’ll be honest – a full bosomed woman. Jesus but I’d love to get my hands on her tits. I know there’s something a bit mumsy about Nigella but that actually adds to the attraction. Makes her a bit more earthy. Makes her more real and I’d much prefer a "real" woman over a "girlie" woman any day of the week.

I have a strong suspicion that Nigella is a very dirty bitch at heart and I bet she rides the hell out of her husband’s cock every chance she gets (lucky bastard). She can ride the custard out of mine any time she likes, I can tell you.

I can just imagine those full lips of hers sliding up and down the meaty shaft of my cock as she takes me down to the back of her throat. Imagine all those hungry slurping noises she makes as she swallows my juices. In my fantasy she sits astride me so I can see those massive tits swinging pendulously before me as her mouth works it’s moist way up and down my shaft. Her tits swing backwards and forwards slowly – a clear indication of their weight and fullness. Man, but there’s nothing finer than a full, firm, well rounded pair of tits. It’s one of my top turn ons to see a pair of tits hanging down before me… then cupping them in my hands and feeling the soft, warm weight of them, pinching the nipples between my thumb and finger. Even better is taking a woman from behind and reaching down and squeezing her tits as they jolt back and forwards with every thrust. Absolute heaven – your cock buried deep in hot wet pussy and your hands full of tit.

The high point of my fantasy was Nigella squatting down onto my cock and riding it wetly and firmly until she comes… feeling the weight of her body concentrated on my penis as she bucks her hips in time with my own, her throat emitting husky pleasure-noises as her cunt walls grips my prick tighter with every thrust downwards. God but it’s making me hard just thinking about it! Nigella must be one hell of a fuck. Wet, sticky and curvy – one of the best fucks there is. I’d love to suck on her tits as she rides me, playing my tongue over her nipples. I have a sneaky feeling she has very sensitive nipples. I don’t know why – she just seems very in tune with her sensuality. I have been with some women who have had huge firm tits but they’ve been about as insensitive as two stuffed pillows. That’s always a disappointment to me, I don’t know why. I like a woman to have sensitive tits – it adds to the excitement to see the nipples darken and harden; you know you’re doing things right. When the nips are not responding I don’t care how much the woman might moan and pant… part of me thinks she’s faking it and then that kills it for me. I like full engagement from my partners.

Fuck me. I feel horny as hell. I hope Nadine is home soon. She's always horny on a Friday night so I should be in for a good time. A nice tit-wank and then burying my tool deep into her hairy pussy for an hour or two...

Nadine

The thing you have to understand about me and Nadine is: it's an open relationship.

That doesn't mean do what the hell you like, shag who you want and sod the consequences. It means hard work and lots of it. Sexual freedom comes at a price and I like to think I'm a decent enough person to accept the rightness of that. The price, folks, is honesty. Remember honesty? It's that simple but paradoxically complicated concept that scares so many "normal" couples into moral paralysis. "Normal" couples who like to think that they have the moral high-ground just because they're tediously monogamous and keep their sexual bits and pieces to themselves and each other. Yeah like morality is confined to the genitalia of the middle classes!

If Nadine is off on the pull she tells me and likewise if I'm out cruising for a bit of excitement and diversion I tell her. Sometimes, of course, the way life and opportunity are, the honesty has to come afterwards. But the point is it's there. And yes sometimes it's awkward and it's difficult but the freedom to do "whatever comes naturally" is worth it. We're both adults, we're both sexual animals and we both want to enjoy our lives to the full. I believe that's a God given right.

Hey I don't mean to be so defensive but as I'm about to embark on a (hopefully) totally honest blog I want to head off some of the more boring and predictable comments from potential readers before they even flick their fingernails over their greasy keyboards...

It's my life. You don't have to read it.