Sugasm #137

Sugasm #137

June 23rd, 2008 by Vixen | Updated: June 23rd, 2008

Mz. Berlin courtesy of Mz. Berlin’s Blog.

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I can only be what I am.

“It’s strangely refreshing, to really submit and give up that control, and not have to make decisions.”

Over the Edge

“He tells me to hold still, in that soft, controlling voice of his.”

A Story Told Out of Order and Out of Character - Part 4

“You thought you could just come to my room and tease me?”

Mr. Sugasm Himself

Sugar Bank

Editor’s Choice

A former slut examined

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For me?

A "friend" wrote this for me .. I thought it sweet.

Your eyes:

Just looking at your picture,
Much to my surprise.
I thought I saw the Devil,
Dancing in your eyes.

Your smile is so inviting,
And such a pretty face.
It takes my mind a wondering,
To a dim lit secluded place.

A glass of wine, by candle light,
A fire place burning bright.
That sexy smile upon your face,
Sets my heart to flight.

But alas, it’s just your picture,
and a dream that is so bold..
So I’ll tip my glass and sip it,
and dream of stories yet untold.

P.N.

Sofa Sex

I'm still oozing cum from our delightful romp on the sofa .. I think the condom might've broken.

We had been teasing each other all night .. he pumped his nipples last night with the penis pump, and they were ringed with bright purple circular bruises (I'll scan photos here when I get my plug-in cord for my camera back). It was incredibly sexy, gave his nipples a similar appearance to my own, when I first started nursing my daughter. I was sucking and biting at the still-engorged nubs tonight, and playfully petting and patting his cock as it bobbed for attention under his bright green basketball shorts .. in short, driving him as crazy as I could, because I can. Finally, after hours of this torture, he started reciprocating, saying "One good turn deserves another". He nursed from my breasts, pulling the sweet milk from hard nipples .. we both love the sensation.

My pussy was dripping wet, I could feel the cold moisture on the crotch of my own shorts, brushing against either thigh as I wiggled and squirmed under his attentions. There was a brief lull in the action as he snuck upstairs into our bedroom (adjoining the baby's room) to get a condom from the headboard, and then he came back downstairs, and teasingly pushed me back onto the couch, slipping my shorts off (but leaving on my nursing bra, and the skin-tight beige spaghetti strap tank I was wearing, because he knows I'm more likely to enjoy myself without watching my belly jiggle).

He suckled and bit at my nipples some more, and bruised my lips with his kisses .. he knows that when he growls and tears at my throat with his teeth, it's always an immense turn on. Then he slid down my body, to bury his face in my wet folds (trimmed, but not shaved, I havn't been able to afford a decent razor lately, and my skin is too sensitive for the cheap ones). His stubble ripped and shredded my delicate labia as he grunted and lapped between my thighs, and I loved the feeling of being so used, pushing my pelvis up to meet his face, my heels digging into his shoulder blades. He drew my clit from where it hid, blushing under it's hood, and sucked on it as if it were a penis, rolling it under his tongue.

After my soft sighs turned into whimpers of pleasure, he returned to kiss my mouth, smearing my pussy juices across my cheeks and lips, while I greedily sucked it from his tongue. He reached to the side table beside the couch, and with one hand ripped open the package holding the condom, the other hand kneading and massaging my breast while we kissed, his penis rubbing against my clit, and trying to enter the moist, willing passage that awaited it, even as my hips ground into the sofa cushion to deny him entry. He groaned, and sat up on his knees, fumbling the condom onto his cock, and crashing down atop me again.

I guided his penis inside of me with one hand, groaning, and sucking clean my fingers as he finally entered. He began thrusting eagerly, while I sucked and nibbled at his lower lip, using quick, deep strokes, his balls smacking my anus. He paused after a minute, to slow the rise of his cum, sucking and biting at my breasts and throat, while my muscles gripped and pulled at his throbbing shaft, and then seemed to say "What the hell," and pounded into me with new fervor.

Here's where it really gets worrisome. He gave a small groan, and I wonder if perhaps he came then, for he paused, and then started thrusting faster, encouraging me to grind my hips against him (which always makes him cum faster, but stimulated my clit, so I cum faster, as well) until I came, gasping, a minute later, and he collapsed upon my body, pushing his hips against mine. We stayed that way for a moment, and smiled at each other .. and then, when he pulled out of me, I felt a flood of juices trickling down the crack of my ass, and onto the sofa cushion.

Now, I can cum quite a bit, but .. I don't know, that's not normal for me .. I put my hands between my legs, and sucked at my juices, but tasted only the faint after-taste of latex .. but the subtle burning in the stretched walls of my vagina, and on the surface of my anus, hint that maybe there's more .. He made no sign of it, simply threw the condom away, and washed his hands, and penis .. (he's fastidiously clean about things like that .. I like to sit and squish around in my own juices for a while, enjoying that "freshly fucked feeling") but .. hrmm .. it's curious.

I suppose I'll know in a couple of months if it DID break .. while I don't know how I'd fit another child into my schedule, I do love being pregnant .. I've never felt sexier.

Sugasm #136

Nun porn courtesy of Catalina Says.

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69

“Frozen, I wait for your next move.”

Balanced on the tip of my tongue

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Impertinent Question: Do You Enjoy Spanking?

“That’s what we call Wednesday night!”

Mr. Sugasm Himself

Sugar Bank

Editor’s Choice

The Source of All Waters

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The Tutor

This is something I wrote quite a while ago. Toni is a real person, a girl I went to college with that I lusted after, and even had some interesting experiences with. I've personified myself as a male, and elaborated a bit on some of the fantasies I used to have for her. This is also posted on literotica under the name "Bloody Bunny".

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The Tutor

The first thing that I noticed about Toni were her eyes. They shone this startling silvery-blue, like ice, and just made my skin crawl every time I looked into them. She was a mentally strong woman, who had control of every situation she was in .. which made breaking her even more fun.

I've never been good at judging a woman's height .. but Toni was a short girl, with plenty of curves to leave your mouth watering. She moved with an innate grace through the halls, and every flash of skin she'd show would beg to be bitten, licked .. generally devoured in the heat of passion. I'd go to sleep every night longing to see that creamy white skin of hers flushed and covered in a sheen of sweat. She became an obsession. Every day I'd see those flashing eyes, that cloud of jet-black hair .. those full red lips pouting with her teasing smile. I knew that I had to have her, no matter what the cost.

As luck would have it, I attended the same classes as Toni, as we both were working towards art degrees. On this particular day, I was sitting a few seats down, trying to ignore the perfume that danced from her skin, and focus on the lesson .. but, I failed miserably. The professor let the class go early, in order to jump-start the latest project he had in store, but stopped me in my tracks as I was heading out the door.

"Mr. Kent? I need to speak to you. I've noticed that in the past few weeks, your grades have been falling behind. Now, I won't interfere with your personal life, if you're having problems I know that you have to deal with them yourself ... but I wanted to remind you about our peer tutor program. I hope that you don't mind, I took the liberty of asking Ms. Chanter if she would be interested in helping you out, and she's graciously accepted."

It wasn't until he mentioned her name, that I realized Toni had remained behind, as well. She walked next to me, and rested her schoolbooks on one of those luscious hips of hers. Her lips parted to show the edge of pearly white teeth, quite friendly in her ignorance.

"I'd be happy to help you out, Andy", she added, in a friendly, but sober voice.

It seemed as if the situation had been decided for me, and though I was sure that they wouldn't help me in my classes, I readily agreed. The professor helped arrange a time with which Toni and I could study quietly, and we parted ways, to meet once more later on that night. The rest of the day's classes seemed to drag by, and the lingering thought of her kept bringing to life inconvenient erections in the midst of my lessons. Somehow, however, I made it through the day, only slightly worse for wear, and rushed to my dorm to wash up.

When I arrived in the campus library, it was bustling with activity, and I had to search to find space at one of the long tables. I'd come early, but it didn't take long until my eyes caught sight of her strutting towards me - in the most delicious little outfit I could've imagined. Her breasts were not the largest I've seen, but they were a generous handful, and barely contained by the tight gray cotton of her spaghetti-strap tank-top. As for her pants, they were low-waisted sweat-pants, that clung suggestively to her ass, and didn't quite manage to cover the black thong that rode up on her hips, nor the maddening slope of her lower torso that led between her thighs.

She gave me a warmer smile than before, and comfortably slipped into the chair next to me. After a bit of polite small-talk she got down to business, and began going over the previous weeks lesson with me. I'm sure she was very proficient at the subject, and that she could've helped me immensely, but my mind was focused on the steady heaving of her chest, and the jiggle of her breasts as she animated the words with her hands.

Hours must've passed this way, before she looked to the clock, and started gathering her books. I blinked myself out of my daze, and cast a glance around the library to find it unusually empty of people .. it was far later than I had thought, and I shifted my weight around my uncomfortable erection as she turned back to me, and spoke with an amused tone.

"Well, I hope I helped you out .. though I don't think you were listening to a single word I said ..", she shook her head and pushed herself to her feet, looking down at me with an almost condescending smile. Her words startled me, at first .. I hadn't even thought that she might realize my lack of attention to her words, being so used to watching her from afar. Then, however, I couldn't help but feel a rather justified anger .. after all, this was the woman who had been driving me mad, and flunking me from my class, for the past month or two. How dare she, I thought, come to a tutor session dressed so, and then mock me for being aroused?

"You'd better shape up, Andy, or you're going to throw this entire thing away. I'll ask that you get a male tutor next time .. maybe then you'll be able to keep your eyes in the books." As she spoke, she reached to grab her neat stack of books. As she lifted them, I placed my hand upon them, and pushed them down as I stood, towering nearly a foot over her. I was not an abnormally strong man, or violent, but I was not about to sit here and let even this girl make fun of me ... especially this girl!

"Listen, I have to get going, I have an early class tomorrow. I wasted my entire night here already ... I really don't feel like wasting anymore." Her hand lifted to remove mine, but my other flew up to catch her wrist. Seized by some fey urge, the hand upon her books grabbed her other wrist, and crossed her arms before her in an X. Her breasts were pressed together by her arms, and the barest edge of one rosy areola peeked above the low neckline, boiling my blood in it's veins.

Toni swore at me in anger, and I reacted instinctively, jerking one arm to twirl her around, so that her back was pressed against my chest, where it was easy to hold both of her small wrists in one hand, as the other lifted to cover her mouth. She gave a protest, but it was muffled against my hand as I scanned the room to affirm that it was, indeed, empty. I hurriedly pushed her forward with my knee, and her own buckled, making her lurch forward step by step, despite her struggles, where we lost ourselves amidst the towering bookshelves.

Hidden in the labyrinth of the aisles were several reading nooks, nicely appointed with sofas, tables, desks and the like. As we passed by one, I pinned her between my body, and the wall, so that she could not wrench free her arms, and ripped away her flimsy tank top once and for all. She gave another muffled scream against my hand at this indignity, and began to struggle, but I only pulled her back against me, and towards the couch.

Throwing her onto the couch face-first, I pinned a knee against her shoulders, so that her face was buried in the thick cushion, and she had no leverage to escape. I grabbed both of her wrists once more, and blessed Boy Scouts as I tied her hands together, palm-to-palm, with the remnants of her tank top. Once there was a firm knot, I jerked her wrists up, which was sure to send a sharp pain through her shoulders as the joint strained, and addressed her with a growl.

"Listen, baby, I am going to do this whether you like it or not. You have been distracting me for months, now, and I need to get you out of my system, before I go insane." As I spoke, my free hand was roaming down to her sweatpants. My throbbing member urged speed, and I yanked them, and her thong, down over her plump ass with a single jerk, but couldn't fully remove them from my angle.

"You came here tonight because you wanted to get fucked, don't deny it." Her protests and soft groan of pain was muted against my hand as I pulled her back off of the couch, to bend her over the arm. From this angle it was far easier to remove her pants, and I did so my pushing them from her satiny skin with my knee, as I held her wrists and mouth. "My cock has been aching for you, Toni .."

Oh, how I wanted to lick every inch of her skin, to taste her juices, and nibble my way across those delectable breasts of hers .. but the constant arousal of the day had taken it's toll, and at that moment I wanted nothing more than release. I dug her bound hands into her lower back, forcing her face against the arm of the couch, though it didn't muffle her as well as the cushion had. This released one of my hands to unbutton my jeans, and push them from my hips. My cock arched from the hole of my boxers, throbbing a deep red, and the head of it already glistened with precum. I gave a small moan as the cold air pressed against the hot, firm flesh, and positioned it against her folds without wasting a second.

With one swift stroke, I impaled her writhing body with my cock, and had to dig my teeth into my lower lip to contain a victorious cry of pleasure as I was surrounded by her hot .. and WET .. walls. A part of me had expected to find her dry, and unexcited, but this was indisputable proof that she was most definitely enjoying this.

"You slut!" I gave a low groan, and ground my hips against her firm ass. "You're really getting into this, aren't you?" My hand moved from her wrists, to tangle in that curtain of jet-black hair, yanking her head up by it, and spying the humiliated red of her skin. "Do you like being abused like this, Toni?" I bent my knees and pulled almost completely from her, as my other hand lifted to grab onto her breast, tugging the nipple into a hard peak. "I knew you wanted me to fuck you .." Before she could respond I straightened my knees, and drove myself hard into her wet pussy, producing a breathless cry from her lips.

"Oh, god .. Andy, stop this right now!", she managed, as I slowly slid from her, bending my knees once more. Her wrists jerked at the tank-top binding them, trying to pull free, but failing. "Stop .. let me go and I swear I won't tell anyone!" My only response was to thrust into her once more, using my body's weight and height to plow deep inside of her, certainly bruising her inner walls, and causing her to cry out once more, before the hand on her hip lifted to press against her mouth.

I began to steadily plow into her tight pussy, as my hand mauled her large, soft breast. I tried to maintain a slow pace, not wanting to lose the glorious sensation of her velvety walls on my hyper-sensitive skin, but wasn't doing a very good job, as I felt my cum rising, straining to burst free, and into her sweet hole. With a painful groan, I pulled from her pussy, with the hope of delaying my climax just a little longer. Her entire body seemed to slump, as if thinking that her ordeal was over.

I kept my cock from her pussy for a moment, but the cum just didn't want to be put at bay, and I knew that no matter how long I waited, I wouldn't be able to hold back much longer. And this got my mind working, as her body lay there, calm, hoping to be let go soon. My eyes scanned down her back, to her bound hands .. the round slope of her ass, with her dripping pussy, and that tight star peeking from her cheeks. I made my decision, then .. if I was going to cum, it was going to be in her ass, I'd come to far to quit now.

I pushed my cock back into her pussy, and her body jerked with surprise, as I stroked it in and out with aching slowness, coating it with her slick juices, before pulling out once more. Her body nearly vibrated with her tense confusion, and she nearly screamed as I pressed the bulbous head against her ass, and started pushing forward. Her body was flailing, her hips trying to wiggle and avoid my member, and so I pulled both hands from restraining her wrists and mouth, to dig my fingers into the flesh of her hips. With one forceful stroke, I ripped through her tight muscle, and forced the head of my raging penis into her.

"Oh, shit!" I groaned, as her ass seemed like a vise, even around the head of my cock. I pressed further, and managed to dig further into her, though every inch was nearly painful as the steaming walls tried to force me out. My nails bit her skin as my fingers gripped her tighter, forcing myself forward with powerful bursts, until I was buried in her to the hilt. From here it was easier, and I slowly pulled myself out, before shoving the entire length into her ass with one thrust.

I quickly picked up a manic, hurried pace, as I slammed into her, over and over again. Her tears were soaking into the arm of the couch, and every thrust produced a weak whimper of pain .. but even as my cum rose in my cock, her whimpers became more frequent, until she buried her own face against the arm in an attempt to mask her sounds of pleasure. Even as I gave a cry of victory, and felt my balls tighten to shoot, she gave a strangled scream of orgasm, and as thick ropes of my seed spilled into her bowels, her own juices flowed from her aching cunt like a fountain, soaking my balls through my boxers.

I gave a long, low moan, and left my cock inside of her until every last drop of sperm was released. Finally I carefully pulled from her, wincing as her skin rubbed against the hyper-sensitive head, and came free with a pop, and a trickle of cum. I released her hips, and pushed my slowly-softening member back through the hole of my boxers, before pulling up my jeans. She was softly sobbing into the material of the sofa, and after buttoning my jeans, I leaned over her, carefully untying her wrists, and pressing a kiss to her cheek, as I whispered into her ear.

"You were so good, baby .. " I pressed another kiss to her skin, this time on her ear-lobe. "I need tutoring in Art History, as well, so I'm sure we'll be seeing a lot of each other." I gave a sharp bite to the ear-lobe, and stood straight again, giving her perky ass a nice smack, before turning in the direction of our books. "Talk to you later, Toni!" With that, I grabbed my books, and walked from the library, whistling cheerfully to myself.

An Introduction

I never really wanted the average life. White picket fence, a golden retriever, 2.5 kids .. it just never appealed to me. It was lacking, or I was lacking .. there was just something missing.
I've realised, since then, that I can't go through life without touching ground once in a while. Now I'm living that unfulfilling dream, and struggling with both hands to keep hold of it .. but, still, something lingers inside me, whispering to me to just let go.

So, I sit here at the computer, and think about where my life should be .. and how I can get it there. The plug in my ass seems to pulse, as I rock back and forth, gently, almost thoughtfully. My milk-heavy breasts hang low, brushing the keyboard as I try to catch hold of my dreams, and bring them to fruition. Maybe I'm not as far gone as I thought .. but I guess we'll wait and see.

Chrysalis Breached

I simply couldn't help myself.
The flower bloom of your lips
glowed with a sheen of tears.
(I licked them clean.)
Your eyes showed your surprise,
and you laughed ..
but I greedily consumed your breath,
tongue arching past your lips
to slide along the sharp edge of your teeth.
Hesitation, then an open mouth,
your tongue experimentally touched mine.
("Does it taste any different than his?")
("Yes," you replied, ".. sweeter.")
("So many things are different. I'd like to show you.")
I took your embrace as an invitation.
Graceful, tapered fingers,
carefully traced along the outside of my arms.
Shivering, "I've longed for this so long."
I recapture your mouth with mine.
This time there was no hesitation,
our tongues met with a spark of recognition.
Arms wrapped around your waist,
and I pulled your body against mine,
our breasts seeming to meld together,
as we fought to become one.
My leg slid between your own,
gently rubbing, as my hands sought to release you
from your denim prison.
Arching, your body slithered free,
and my senses convulsed with need
as the smell of your sex
(filtered through silk panties)
reached my nose.
I sat back, and watched you through shaded eyes,
as I pulled my shirt away
from gleaming skin.
My bra followed, and your eyes met mine,
momentarily concerned,
before I guided your hand to my nipple.
(".. so soft")
Curiously, you tugged, and pressed,
while you single-handedly unbuttoned your blouse.
I leaned closer to help you shed
the chrysalis that held you back,
and when your skin was bare
I could only look, in awe,
at the beauty that was exposed.
A blush spread from your chest,
along the slope of your neck,
to settle on your cheeks.
I followed it's path in reverse
with my tongue.
It circled your nipples,
and undulated against their swollen peaks,
before lapping at the sweat
that ringed your navel.
My fingers preceded me.
I heard your gasp
as they dipped and twirled
to find their way inside of you.
My face nuzzled between your thighs,
relishing in the scent
that grew with your sighs.
Too excited to wait,
my tongue rushed forth
to tease and coax at the shy bud
that bloomed,
prompted by my dancing fingers.
Gentle, and slick with saliva
that mingled with your own juice,
my tongue found it's way across swollen lips
and tempting folds,
as if making a map,
that would show you the way to paradise.
You gasped and groaned,
your fingers tangled in my hair.
I devoured every drop of nectar
that met my lips.
Your legs rose of their own volition
to rest upon my shoulders,
letting my fingers press deeper.
A single slow moan rose from your stomach
through your heart, past your lips ..
and I felt your body flying,
as it found release.
A warm shower of kisses,
and slid my body up, beside your own.
Your tasted yourself on my lips,
blushing, smiling ..
you simply couldn't help yourself.
(You licked them clean.)