I May Have Spoken Too Soon.

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Hello,

I’m Back with a new adventure. And hopefully get some guidance…

I should start by brushing over what happened with Mr. B and me. I broke every rule and fell in love with him!! Even worse, I actually believed he loved me too. (Cliché? I know!! Trust me, I’m not proud of this)

Here’s what happened…
Brian had asked for me to try to be what he called his “homestead queen” he was no longer married and my marriage with my soon to be ex husband was going no where.

I accepted knowing full well there would be many changes in my lifestyle and very few in his.(he wanted a ready-made family) HAHAHAAAA!!!!
I started working towards being what he wanted me to be, a gardener, which I have to say I have proudly accomplished in a short period of time with almost no guidance and the most stupid and embarrassing thing… I BOUGHT A CHICKEN!!! (Don’t judge me! In my defense I was gonna give it to him as a gift when his chicken coop was ready) Mathilda was the first thing I kicked to the curb, of course.

Anyway after all this, Monday comes and Mr. B says he no longer has a place for me, because he has met Lupita who is a redhaired Mexican beauty who kisses like dead fish( please be aware, he had asked that I not be jealous of Lupita because he was SO NOT attracted to her, blah, blah) he now says he has not has sex with her yet… HAHAHAAAAA (that’s rich)and he proposed we remain friends with benefits. (I know I sound angry)… A proposal, I have accepted…

I’m hurt but I refuse to give into my sadness, so I got back to boxing! Yes. I will never accept it in public, but it helps with the anger and confusion.

I have met two people that I find interesting. One is like I said might be,a woman, her name is America and she is gorgeous. She has long red hair(I don’t think it’s natural, though) huge boobs like mine and she’s overall really sexy. She is 100%Lesbian, and has invited me to play with her partner, who looks A LOT, like a man. And a good looking one at that…

The other one is, of course a man. He’s always been my friend, but he recently admitted to wanting more. He is 42, he is a soldier and he has rock hard abs. I Have known this guy for quite some time and we’ve had some really amazing, passionate, hot and steamy,make out sessions. As hard as it is to believe, we have never had sex. Not that I didn’t want to, specially when I was sitting on top of him and could feel his very erect cock knocking on my ladyhood. However, I am very proud to announce, I exercised some very amazing self control and stopped his advances, because I had an agreement with Mr. B that we would not fuck other people, so unlike him. I kept my promise (such a fool WE’RE CHEATERS, he an I. We are NOT supposed to keep our promises!!….)

Anyway, now that Mr. B wants out… Maybe I should let someone new in…?…too soon?

Dear Readers, it hurts to accept that I want to keep playing with Mr. B, to still be his slut and get all the fun…
…or should I just move on and realize some fantasies on my own.

Remember…Mr. and I have amazing sexual adventures together, and a new partner may bring some disappointment I’m already used to certain things… And I’m after all an orgasm junkie.

Little me…. and the chamber of … “Not so secrets anymore”

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Hello, everyone
I have to again apologize for being gone for so long. There is something happening soon that I am excited to tell you about. My Mr. B will be closer to me and I have hopes for the new adventures to come….
…Speaking of adventures…
Who of you likes the “COWGIRL” position?
I personally, have come to find it is one of my new favorite positions, there’s so much interaction between us, lots, of grinding, and a lot of moaning too (I’m kind of loud. Sometimes I wonder, what his neighbors might think).
Looking down at Mr. B and finding he enjoys the view of my boobs bouncing on top of him, having my ass close for some heavy spanking and, enjoying a good hair pulling is something we both find…. interesting.
One thing that I particularly enjoy about riding Mr. B is how deep inside me he feels… there’s this delicious way that he thrusts while underneath me that he touches this spot…

There’s something really special about this spot though, it brings waves, waves of orgasms that leave me shaking. I call this spot “The Chamber of Secrets” (Not to be confused with the G Spot)….

… I can feel a tiny bit of pressure as he enters my “Chamber”, then that little tickling sensation that runs from my lips to my inner thigh and, suddenly, he grabs my ass and I have to squeeze my knees not to come right there. Brian feels it, and smiles that mischievous smiles that makes it such a hard task to hold my orgasms…
… and then his hand is on my throat, and I’m gasping for air, riding him harder, and faster, my senses are heightened and everything feels so… Orgasmic

I can’t hold my climax for long, I have this need to feel and the want to feel it more. Only Brian understands it; Taking me, using me, he knows I won’t break… I feel vulnerable and safe at the same time.

Brian enjoys my excitement, his playing with my breasts, and my bouncing up and down his … uhm… pole does have an effect on him too; and his release triggers mine…

I’m overwhelmed by waves of orgasms overlapping, I can’t hold myself and just collapse next to him, and his smug, “I did it” smile, he is proud of himself. My body is shaking, convulsing, with waves of pleasure that I keep feeling long after he’s come.

As I lay next to him, breathless and possessed by my orgasmic high; I realize, that he has undoubtedly found and conquered that place inside of me, that triggers and releases waves of orgasms. I don’t know exactly where it is myself, seems like a myth, doesn’t it?…. Not to him, he has found my chamber of secrets, he commands it now, and… he exploits it.

I have known for a long time that my body belongs to Brian; it reacts to his voice, to his touch, I melt by his kiss and I look at him differently… desire has turned into something else, I have no control over what I feel for him, and I just can’t get enough… I want more….

..That want to feel more…

From Lana, with Love.

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I meet Master B one Thursday Evening in September…
I arrived at his studio sometime after 7. I knocked the door. He looked so big and overwhelming when I walked in. He gave an appreciative look and asked me to turn around. I was wearing a white dress, and he liked. Master B put his hands on my hips and pull me close, his fingers traveled down my leg and up again underneath my clothes, he whispered “You are here for my pleasure, only. I will use you in any way it pleases ME”…
I couldn’t find my voice, so I just nodded.

-“Pour me three fingers of scotch, then come sit on my lap”

I was siting on his lap, he was drinking and caressing my legs, I don’t know whether consciously, or unconsciously but he was getting closer and closer to my…

ANYWAY…His drink was gone and he was focusing on my cleavage now. He motions to stand up. I stand and he guides me to the bed. At the edge of the bed he touches my shoulder and pushes me down softly. I understand. I get on my knees, he presents his cock to me and I start sucking. Brian is enjoying his blowjob, he starts thrusting into my mouth, he grabs the back of my head and pushes his cock further into my throat… I gag. He retreats, I catch my breath… he does it again…I am not sure I’m enjoying this; it seems a little too aggressive, and he doesn’t seem care. All of a sudden, I feel it. I FEEL IT! He’s sword fighting my tonsils!!! WTF! Tears are pouring out of my eyes, yet, I am not sure I’m hating this experience either, and as his breathing becomes ragged and more intense, as he pulls my head back and forth and shamelessly, selfishly and deviantly fucks me, I am becoming more and more aroused…

Master B decides he doesn’t want to come in my mouth. He grabs my elbows and pulls me up. He sets me on the bed, and laying on my stomach. He restrains my ankles and my wrists, and feels my wetness with his fingers. Here’s when the fun really begins…

Master has an array of toys he likes to use. different types of vibrators and plugs, and I get to feel every one of them, different positions and of course, different places,… and, OH!!! he likes different settings. Master, definitely likes variety.

Master B is ready to fuck me… and he does. He fucks me Doggie Style, he definitely likes my ass. He likes it because he has control. He gets to pull my hair, which he did, and I love it when he bites my neck! Master is holding my hips, he sets the rhythm, sometimes long deep thrusts, other fast and shallow, I am his. He knows this, and he uses me.

I can feel Master tense inside of me, and I can tell he is ready, that thought alone is enough to release the orgasm I had been holding and we climax together.

I feel his release, and it brings a new wave of orgasms for me. We both collapse on the bed, and while I can no longer stay in character; I am back to Amber. I haven’t had a kiss in our whole session, and I feel vulnerable in the way that I don’t like; I need affection, a gentle touch? I don’t know…Fortunately, he felt it too. He held me close, he kissed me and I felt safe. A very new and interesting experience for both, Lana and Amber.

Afterplay

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I had the most incredible night with Amber this week. We were celebrating a special day. It was not our regularly scheduled date day. And since the special day was a landmark for her, I wanted to do something special.
Before she arrived, I had set up the ropes and adjusted the cuffs to fit me. I then laid out three “costumes” for her to choose from in the other bedroom.  When she arrived, I offered that she could select her outfit and join me in my bedroom.  While she was changing, I set myself up spread eagle on the bed. The last wrist restraint was a bit of a challenge.
Amber has been saying since date 4 how she wanted to tie me up and have her way with me. Tonight it was going to happen.
She entered the bedroom wearing the costume that is one of my shirts (2X too big for her). Her breasts were beautiful with her wearing my shirt un-buttoned to the third button. The tails covered her ass and pussy, but the non-tail indents showed her slim hips perfectly. Oh she is divine to look at. She immediately let out a squeal and said, “You are the best.” Then hopped on the bed and kissed me. Almost as quickly, she was off the bed searching for something in “The Toy Box”. What? I had the butt plugs and vibes on the nightstand. I was sure she would want to use one of those on me.  Nope, from the toy box she pulls a men’s necktie. Back on the bed she blindfolds me with the tie. Crap, I like to watch! She kisses me a couple of times than goes straight for my cock.
The excitement has me already semi erect. It does not take Amber long to suck me to a good stiff erection. I hate that I cannot see her pretty face sucking me hard. I feel her moving as she shifts from sucking to mounting. With no foreplay for her, her pussy is tight. She dry humps me a little then takes my dick in her hand and lowers herself onto it. My toes curl as she sits deep onto my member. I do not know how long she rode me. She would alternate between my head entering and popping out of her pussy to sitting deep and cumming heavily.
Suddenly,  she turns the tables. She removes the blindfold and  rotates to reverse cowgirl position. OMG! Her cum covering my cock, her pretty asshole, long strokes, deep plunges, how wonderful. Then she gives me something  only one other woman has ever given me. But that will be a post later.
Okay, we each have fabulous orgasms. Her knees are weak from riding the bike for 45 minutes. We spoon and fall asleep for what seems hours. I awake to notice I am stroking her hip gently. She moans softly. I desire her. I guide her to laying on her back and start to kiss her. I flirt with her by breathing heavy on her neck, into her ear, butterfly kisses on her throat and forehead. I suckle her breasts, lick her up to her neck and start all over. For what seems hours, we make out. Kissing, breathing heavy, kissing, petting, licking, kissing….. I cannot remember when I last make post sex love or had Afterplay with a woman. This was so intense. So tender. So “I do not want this to end”. For the first time in 10 months, Amber was quiet. She lay there purring and mewing  with every touch and every kiss. More than once I thought of mounting her and making slow passionate love to her. But I would look into her eyes and think,” I cannot improve on where she is right now.”
She asks, “What time is it?” I roll over to look at the clock. “Ten Forty-five.”  “I have to go” she says slowly and in a soft voice. We missed dinner, but no food could have satisfied my soul the way Amber did tonight. We dress and I walk her to her car. A kiss goodnight and she is on her way.
Tonight her departure leaves me missing her almost immediately and more deeply than other times. She is so incredible. We are so incredible.  I do not think I will ever experience a lover like Amber again. Suddenly, I want to do everything with her. Pull out all of the stops. Burn the candle from both ends. Go places I have not gone before with her by my side. This is being in love. So long since I have been in love. But, shhhh don’t tell.

An Apology

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Hello, Readers.

First of all I would like to apologize for the many weeks I didn’t post.  My life became a chaos and kind of fell apart.  It took me a few weeks to get back on my feet.

Fortunately, I am now ready, and I feel like I’m back on track.  There are many more obstacles in the road ahead, but … What is life without struggle? 

Anyway, guys, I am back and ready to share my adventures with Mr. B.  Thank you for your support and patience.  I will have two delicious entries ready for you to read today.  I am sure y’all want to know what happened after that first sizzling encounter with Mr. B, who is sick today, by the way.  Kiss, babe.  Feel better soon.

Again, Thank you all for your support and patience.

Love, Amber.