my sick and twisted sexual dependency

Riding My First Cowboy..

Alex laid down in the tent.. It had to be fate (you know, that sexy kind of fate that only wants you get to laid) that stuck me in the tent with him.

Myself and a group of friends had decided to go camping down by the lake. We didn’t get there until after midnight anyway. By the time we had fished, collected firewood, and roasted marshmallows it was well after 3. Laura and Nate decided it was time to settle down since we had to leave by 7am. They got the other small tent (Alex and I got the other one), while the rest slept piled up in the big tent. He and I had been friends for years and I had had my heart set on this cowboy for a long time. Well, not my heart really, but another part of my body wanted the 6’3 cowboy with all my might. Everyone knew the sexy Alex. He and his white cowboy hat, cowboy boots, giant belt buckle. Very stereotypical. His reputation astounded (and, quite frankly, scared, most girls), but I took it as a challenge. I crawled in the tent and propped up beside him. The glow from his phone attracting all sorts of bugs.

“Which fuck-friend are you texting?” I asked. He rolled his eyes and shut his phone.

“Goddamn, Staci. You think I’m some kinda whore or somethin’?” he tried to give me a dirty look. I just scowled. A smile broke across his face and gave him away.. He laughed and told me who it was. I rolled my eyes and laid down. He sat up, lit a cigarette, and took a deep draw. “But no matter how many ladies I been with, ain’t none of ‘em got my cock all the way down their throat.” he blew his smoke out, “Shit. Or give what you call ‘good’ head for that matter”

That was all I needed. Seizing my opportunity, I said “Bet I could” I flashed my sexiest smile.

He tilted his white cowboy hate up to look at me. “Open your mouth” I did so. “Shit. You sure as hell can’t fit my dick in there. Now, I don’t know about no good blowjob.. ‘Course, from what I’ve heard, ya ain’t too bad..” I scanned my lust-filled eyes all over his body, from his hat, his bare chest, all the way to his Wranglers and cowboy boots. The boy was damn sexy. “I’m the best head you will EVER get..” he scoffed and flicked his cig out of the tent.. “If not, I’ll let you fuck me..” something he had begged for earlier in our friendship. That got his attention. “No shittin’?” I shook my head and pushed him back down.

He folded his hands behind his head. I jerked his belt off and leaned to reach for his hat. He stopped me. “No ma’am.. The hat stays on for this one..”

I rolled my eyes and laughed. I pulled his jeans down and pulled out his already hard cock. I smiled and placed my lips over his head.. I softly kissed and licked all around his dick, down to his balls and back up. Licking circles around his head and flicking it. I slowly moved my lips downward on his shaft. Feeling his eyes on me, I stopped halfway in and looked up and winked. Then grabbed his hand and put it on the back of my head and shoved down.

My nose touched his belly.

“I’ll be goddamned…” I heard him say.

I let him guide me by the back of my head. I bobbed up and down on hard cock, his hand pushing with increased speed. I massaged his balls. Swirling them around in my hands. I pressed down and massaged the area of skin between his balls and his beautifully toned ass. He tensed and I felt his cock tighten and flex. He continued to push me down on him. Faster and harder, I could barely breathe. Sucking and licking until his cock tightened and he moaned a soft, satisfied sound.

He shuttered and his first stream of cum shot down my throat as he held my head down all the way to him. Then another stream sped down. And another. I continued to suck until I had every lost drop of him swimming inside me.

I raised my head back and looked at him.

Disbelief streamed across his face.

I do good work ;)

To be continued

XOXO

Happy Thanksgiving Day to my beautiful followers!

I want you to know that I am very thankful that each and every one of you have the same sick and twisted sexual dependency that draws you to this blog ;)

Your story will be posted tomorrow night at 11, sexuals!

Much love

XOXO

So…

I spent the night at Jenny’s a few nights ago and apparently left my thong in her floor. I went over there right before work tonight and she gave it back to me.

I just stuffed it in my pocket and went on to work.

So I am stocking lotions at work (I work in a perfume store) and I reach in my pocket to pull out a pen. And find my thong.

I wonder if guys do that like the night after a party or something where they’ve had sex and ended up with the girl’s panties.

Like, do they parade around all day feeling like a bad ass mother fucker with panties in their pocket? Cause I kind of do.

Even though they’re mine.

 *texting Jenny during her class*
Me: I need to know what to say back to him.
Me: Do I invite him over?
Me: ANSWER ME NOW.
Jenny: I am sorry that my class time is interfering with your vagina!

I think I realized tonight that..

You’ll never look at me with those brown eyes and think, “She’s so beautiful. I want her to be mine.”

You’ll never look at me and get butterflies.

You’ll never look at me and say that you want to spend the rest of your life with some one like me.

You’ll never see me as girlfriend material.

You only see as me as sex.

I’m flattered that I make your happy place “spring” to life.

But shame on me for wanting more.

That’s my fault for expecting it.

Oh well.

Here I go being used and using again.

When will I learn?

Car ride, anyone?

An adrenaline packed night.

Another reason I love October (Yes, I know it is November now. Just deal with it): haunted houses.

Some friends and I decided to go to one last night. I was a little nervous until I found out Shawn was going.

Since the moment I met him, there were pounds of sexual attraction between us.

Like most of the guys I fucked, he was considered “forbidden” due to his fiance, or some shit like that.

Which is a fact I politely ignored.

I’ll make this short, cause I want to get to the sex part, but we were going through the haunted house. Like, seriously, what kind of society do we live in where we pay money to get the shit scared out of us?

I digress.

Several times, I screamed at something that jumped out at me. And each of those times, Shawn was there to hold me. Also, each of those times, I felt his cock rub up against my body.

So after adrenaline pumping action at the house, I figured it was time for some adrenaline pumping action in the bedroom.. Or the backseat of my blazer. Whichever came first.

Opportunity presented itself (as it usually does), when he asked me to drive him home.

We made small talk on the way there. While I am a woman of words, he was/is not. Very quiet. I was just hoping this meant he was a man of action.

I pulled into his driveway and put it into park. I leaned over to kiss him, but he just nodded and said thanks. Feeling very disappointed, I said, “No problem,” and watched him get out of the car. It was then that I looked over and saw that he left his jacket.

I flashed my lights at him and held up his jacket. He stopped and walked back to my car.

As he leaned in, I grabbed the back of his head and put my lips to his.

He resisted for a split second, before I felt his lips push back against mine. He closed the car door and pushed my lips open with his tongue My knees gave a little and his hands found my hair. He tugged and played with my hair while our tongues played with each other.

He pulled away from me, keeping his eyes locked onto mine, and I tugged on his waistband. My hands pulled his pants down while his hands pulled my shirt off. I pulled his shirt off too and threw it in the floor with our other clothes.He leaned in for another kiss while his hands grabbed and massaged my breasts.

I reached my hand over to his erect cock and started stroking. Just the sight of my hand around him like that…my panties were soaked.

A slight moan escaped his lips and breathed into my mouth. I smiled and pulled his face closer to mine while I continued to twist my hand up and down his member.

He took in a sharp breath and pushed me away.

“We can’t do this in my driveway. Go down the road a little,” he said, nearly out of breath.

“You got it,” I said, licking my lips and pulling into reverse.

Ricky Bobby had nothing on me in the split second it took me to pull out of his driveway and drive down to the end of the street and park in between a bunch of bushes. Super fast.

I put the car in park and turned off my engine and lights.

The boy could keep up to speed pretty well. He had already made his seat go all the way back and pushed it all the way back.

So he leaned up and pulled on my jeans. I smiled and he helped me take them off.

Once they were laying in the floor of my blazer, I climbed over on top of him and positioned myself directly over his hard cock. In my efforts, my leg hit the horn.

“Shit.”

He just laughed at me and helped me over.

I gave him a look of uncertainty, making sure he wanted this as much as I did.

He slid his fingers into my steaming sex. I melted.

He smiled and put his hand on my hips and pushed down.

The sensation of his rock hard member pushing into my sex was pure ecstasy.

We both breathed a sigh of relief, a sigh of finally releasing what’s when building up all night.

I lifted myself up him, just letting his head meet the entrance of my cunt.

His hands on my hips again, he pushed me back down.

Okay. Enough of this slow shit.

I started bouncing up and down on his cock, my pussy suctioning to him with every lift.

His hands played with my hard nipples and full, round breasts. He took one of them in his mouth and sucked. I threw my head back and moaned.

With his other hand, his fingers found my clit and started kneading.

Everything in me screamed with pleasure. My orgasm was so close.

“I’m going to cum, Staci..”

Ah, good timing.

I continued to bounce and he continued to grunt as I fell into the strongest orgasm of my life. Pulses shivered through my entire body. My pussy muscles contracted and squeezed his member as he came inside me. Our cum mixed and I could feel it dripping down my sex.

We panted as I climbed off of him and opened the door. I snatched my panties and jeans from the floor and put them back on. He handed me my t-shirt and bra as he dug around for his pants.

He popped his seat back up and pulled on his chair.

While I leaned against the car, I reached into my pocket and pulled a cigarette. I stood there lighting it as he got out of the car. He kissed me on the cheek and said, ”I think we better go.”

He nodded toward something in the distance and it was just then that I noticed the dogs barking on the hill.

“Must’ve been that damn horn,” I joked.

XOXO

Preview for tomorrow night’s story..

An adrenaline packed night.

Another reason I love October: haunted houses.

Some friends and I decided to go to one last night. I was a little nervous until I found out Shawn was going.

Since the moment I met him, there were pounds of sexual attraction between us.

Like most of the guys I fucked, he was considered “forbidden” due to his fiance, or some shit like that.

Which is a fact I politely ignored.

I’ll make this short, cause I want to get to the sex part, but we were going through the haunted house. Like, seriously, what kind of society do we live in where we pay money to get the shit scared out of us?

I digress.

Several times, I screamed at something that jumped out at me. And each of those times, Shawn was there to hold me. Also, each of those times, I felt his cock rub up against my body.

So after adrenaline pumping action at the house, I figured it was time for some adrenaline pumping action in the bedroom.. Or the backseat of my blazer. Whichever came first.

Oppurtunity presented itself (as it usually does), when he asked me to drive him home.

We made small talk on the way there. While I am a woman of words, he was/is not. Very quiet. I was just hoping this meant he was a man of action.

I pulled into his driveway and put it into park. I leaned over to kiss him, but he just nodded and said thanks. Feeling very disappointed, I said, “No problem,” and watched him get out of the car. It was then that I looked over and saw that he left his jacket.

I flashed my lights at him and held up his jacket. He stopped and walked back to my car.

As he leaned in, I grabbed the back of his head and put my lips to his.

He resisted for a split second, before I felt his lips push back against mine. He closed the car door and pushed my lips open with his tongue My knees gave a little and his hands found my hair. He tugged and played with my hair while our tongues played with each other.

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The rest will be up tomorrow night <3

XOXO