OK, didn't realize it had been 2 days.

I'm thinking of changing the tone of the blog, at least for a while.  I'm tired of bitching about F and about school.  (still taking summer off, just need to contact the school and let them know I'm taking it off and also see about the PhD program.  Maybe I'll call them today if I can get some homework done.  HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...  Homework...  I crack myself up...)

Anyway, I'm going to make this about sex.  Sexual fantasies (so feel free to add some of your own if there are any readers out there).  Sexual problems.  Sexual frustrations.  Tips and tricks.  Do's and Don'ts (although, I guess between consenting adults, there are no real "don'ts")...

And so with that, I guess I should begin...

Now I've mentioned texting DC.  We haven't met yet, but we've been talking about sex (via text) for a while now.  Today's blog is just a detailed description of one of the things that he and I were talking about.  Hell, I may even email it to him...

We're sitting on the couch drinking wine and kissing.  As the kissing gets more intense he starts running his fingers over my breasts and kissing my neck.  I'm running my fingers through his hair encouraging him.  Slowly I run my fingers down his arm and gently place his hand on my thigh under my skirt to let him know that it's OK to go further.  He pushes me back so that he is half laying on top of me, still kissing my neck and probing under my panties.  I reach down and stroke him through his pants, and start working on unfastening his belt.

Once I've freed him from his pants I close my fingers around him, gently pulling.

He breaks away from the kiss to reach under my skirt and take off my panties.  He sees that they are black.  He chuckles and tells me that good girls don't wear black panties.  And if I'm not a good girl, maybe I should be punished.  He pulls me up  and makes me turn around so I'm kneeling on the sofa.  He pushes my skirt up over my ass and rubs his hand on it's roundness.

He pulls his hand back and slaps.  Not hard, but I can feel the hand print rising.  He does this again and again, rubbing my ass after every few slaps.  Heightening the sensation and making it tingle.  Eventually, between slaps he starts probing my pussy again, making it wet.  Occasionally taking the spare moment to bite me or lick my now wet pussy from behind.  When he feels that it is wet enough he grabs my hips from behind and thrusts himself inside me pumping again and again pulling out before either of us can reach a climax.

He starts spanking me again until  he is no longer in danger of exploding on my back.

He makes me get up and take off my dress and my bra and has me sit back on the couch while he gets undressed.  He tells me that because I took my "punishment" so well now I can be rewarded and he kneels down in front of me and begins to lick me.  I begin to moan and move my hips.  He keeps licking me and probing me with his fingers until I cum.

After I've climaxed he stands up, but before he can enter me, I grab his hips and take him in my mouth and begin to suck.  I lick the tip of his penis, swirling my tongue around the head.  I cup his balls and gently play with them in my hands.  I keep sucking until I can taste the pre-cum on his throbbing dick. Then I pull away and lay back so that he can lay on top of me and put his hot dick inside my pussy.

He's on his knees pumping in and out of me.  I reach down and start to play with my clit, matching the rhythm of my hips, until I cum again.  It's only then that he allows himself to release and cum with hard hot strokes pounding hard then he collapses on-top of me, still inside me.

After we catch our breath we start kissing again until he grows hard inside me again...