I normally masturbate at least once a day. An middling nub rub usually begins as soon as Hubby's truck pull out of the private road in the cockcrow, and generally lasts between ten to thirty arcminute. But when I have clip, and hubby is not home, I love to accept what I call a Naked play Day. These mastrubatory events can be elaborate. I often begin by preparing myself for a hot engagement : I take a belch bath, shave my underarms, legs and pussy, then fix my hair's-breadth and produce up before I even break out the toys. I might even get a little rummy and flirt outrageously with strange men online as I lounge naked, touching and teasing myself. I sometimes have idea twenty-four hours, and occasionally arrange a naughty photo shoot.

Sometimes my end is to see how many times I can cum in X act of hour. former times it 's just to have fun and pleasance myself. to the highest degree often my goal is to try and force out. I do not squirt every time I cum, and it 's a challenge to do by masturbation alone. ( It's all about the g spot for me. ) But when I edge and tease and deny, it makes me cum really heavily, and I am sometimes rewarded with a trembling atomizer or gush of unparalleled ecstasy.

Recently, Hubby was out of Ithiel Town hunting so I planned a au naturel Play Day. I woke up horny and hungry that morning, so I decided to multi-task and border while I made a nutrient run. I took off my t-shirt and panties and slid out my large box of toys from under the bed. I grabbed the lube, and ***********ed a small vibrating butt hype, replacing its shelling. I then moved in front of my full-length loo mirror and admired my naked body while I slapped my thick round ass a few times. At 43 I still look damn good. I am a little chunky now, but still firm and supple. I am magniloquent, curvaceous, have soft smooth skin, and a perpetually wet pussy. life is good.

I rubbed my breasts and twisted and tugged on my nipples, then lightly rubbed my slick pussy. I hiked my ft up about dummy level and rested it on the wall so I could better see and entree Miss kitty-cat. I dunked my finger's breadth in and out of my wet vagina for a few moments, spreading my wetness all over my lips and clit until they glistened. I sucked on my coated fingerbreadth, savoring the brightness, slightly piquant taste of my juicy pith : I love the taste of my kitty. Standing again, I picked up the butt plug and lubricated it with AstroGlide, pointed my ass towards the mirror, and gently pulled back one cheek to uncover my anus. I watched my inverted rumination from between my scatter legs as I eased the slickness plug in and out of my little rosebud. I added more lube and repeated this process until my hole felt all sexy and slippery. I turned the vibe on and let my motherfucker suck the plug in seat.

My plan was to wear off the vibrating cud in my ass for a straightaway run through McDonald's ram thru and then hail right back home to begin my Naked Play Day in earnest. I was just so ruttish, and feeling all sexy and a little slutty, that I decided to be extra naughty and go braless under a tight vintage t-shirt for my food run : something I rarely do in world because my breast are huge and my tit are super prominent. Going commando, I threw on some old yoga pants : snugging them up to give my camel toe a wedgie. Next, I pulled my long chestnut brown haircloth into a ponytail and threaded it through a Bama nut cap. Lip gloss and sneak completed my Milfy / upscale drone Park meth expression. I knew nobody was gon na see me, but it was thrilling to be so brazen.

I headed out in my old hand truck for an Egg McMuffin. I started grinding my ass back and Forth River on the seat to the measure of the euphony as my cigarette plug buzzed away. I periodically rubbed my clit through my lose weight trouser and clinched my thirsty pussy muscularity. The genitals of my pants was getting wet. I was singing along to AC/DC's"Touch Too much"when thick, White steam started pouring out from under the front of my hood. I quickly eyed the gages and saw my temporary worker needle was all the way to the right hand yesteryear Hot. Oh fuckkkk. I pulled over and coasted to a stop off of the main road.

I could hear my truck pissing something underneath the engine and the steam kept billowing out from under the thug. This was not good. Hubby was over an hr away and could not quickly ride to my deliverance. So I started thinking of who I could call up to come and get me, especially considering my current commonwealth of naughtiness, when I heard a throaty big block engine coming up fast behind me. The green 1970 Mach 1 with Shirley Temple Black racing stripes geared way down and I locked eyes with the driver as he passed me. He looked like a guy who had gone to high gear school with me. He finally stopped, then backed down the road, parked in social movement of me, and climbed out of his car.

I was pretty sure his name was Travis and it seemed like he used to pay heed out with all the heads in the smoke area back in the day. I went to a Brobdingnagian high school and we did not run with the Sami crowd. He got to my window and was assessing me with a slight smile. He was tall, slim, with Strategic Arms Limitation Talks and common pepper hair, a seedy beard, thick sensuous lips, and piercing spicy eyes. tinker's dam ! I did not commend him being so fine.

Immediately, I crossed my sleeve to try and cover the twin, then bent awkwardly to try and tug the clit to roll down the window at the Lapplander fourth dimension. I gave up and lowered my blazon so I could open the window and call on off the loudly music. I was blushing my ass off. Travis looked highly amused. I could have died.

He was giving me a unspoilt tenacious look, lingering on my titty before meeting my limelight :"Looks like the homecoming queen needs some supporter. It 's been a patch. You surely are looking estimable Kayla. I think your truck is overheated."

I rolled my eyes :"Ya think ? Hey Travis. Can you give me a ride please ?"

He laughed,"Oh, yes Mam. I 've been wanting to yield you a ride ever since I first saw you wearing a pink sweater and pigtails back in middle school. Sure hun, I'll helper ya out."

I sighed and shot him a look as I rolled the window back up, then grabbed my bag and paint. I dreaded letting him see me like this, but comfortably him than my nephew, one of my gossipy protagonist, or a neighbor. I needed to get my wild ass household ! !

He held my door open, and as I moved to slide out, Travis sucked in a agile audible breath as his eyes found my wet dapple and visible camel toe. I tried to discount him and slue on out. He was following me back to his car when he asked,"What is that buzzing sound ?"

OMG ! My cud ! ! I forgot about it for a moment."Umm ... I don't hear anything. It 's probably just my stomach growling."

He helped me into his car and the moment he realized that the buzzing was coming from inside my under part, a knowing look crossed his boldness and he gave me a shit-eating smiling. Under his breathing time, he noted : It sounds like something needs to be fed all right.

His horrid but apt comment let me get it on I was in dangerous bother. The hale scenario was dreamlike. My getting caught out ridin'naughty, coupled with how corneous I already was, plus being rescued by a better-looking zep in his vintage hot rod was just way too much. It was making me loony horny. He was seriously fine, sexy as fuck, and I wanted him. Badly.

He was smiling at me and looking like sex on a stick when he said,"I'll take ya home in a sec, if that's ok. I was just taking my car out for a little ride to chink out the new carb I installed."He fired it up and the engine was all lopey and bad ass. I could feel the raw power shake the frame as he revved it up a few times.

I agreed and he lit the tire up and off we flew down tip Road. I love musculus automobile and it thrilled me as he goosed it and barked the tyre when he changed cogwheel. His Mustang was garish and really quick ! We cruised around for a spell then he grabbed two Bud Lights out of a pocket-sized cooler in the backbone. It was like 6 am but I took one and popped the top. I realized where he was going before he finally stopped. It was where we all used to go parking in gamey school, down by the lake. I laughed.

He said,"What ? Ya know I got ta tell all my friends I took Kayla Markus down to Make Out Point."

shaking my finger at him, I said"Don't you dare ! I am married, and married man would not think that was too funny."

Travis smiled."I was just kidding ; besides, what happens at shuffling Out Point, stays at Make Out Point."He lit up a doobie and put on some music. I could smell his manly scent as well as the potent weed, and was quickly getting lost in his big blue eyes. I took a few tokes, then he said, real sexy like,"I do cogitate you owe me for helping you. The old principle was gas, pot or ass, but I will settle for a kiss. How about it Kayla ?"

I leaned slowly towards him and our lips met. He playfully sucked and nibbled on my lower lip while looking deep into my eyes. I felt an electric charge run from my mouth to my puss as he sealed his oral fissure over mine and deepened the kiss. Travis plunged his tongue in and out of my mouth, and swirled it all around my spit. It got very hot very fast and he pulled me over onto his lap as he devoured my backtalk. One of his hands was under my shirt squeezing my boobs and teasing my nipples, while his other was rubbing the wet seam of my thin yoga pants. I was grinding my buzzing ass all over his lap. I could feel his surd cock trapped in his dungaree below me. I softly moaned into his mouth and ran my fingerbreadth through his thick hair as we made out. My twat was weeping now.

The faint phone of my butt plug buzzing changed pitch, and started making a funny, off-balance whir noise. Travis laughed and said,"I think your battery is dying. cum on, let 's get out of the car."With some elbow grease we untangled and got out. He pulled an old sleeping bag out of his bole and spread it over a nearby piece of cake mesa.

He kissed on my cervix from ass and led me over to the table."I wan na see what's buzzing."

Travis helped me remove my horseshoe then slowly peeled off my pants. I pulled my top off and he moaned appreciatively at the sight of my naked dead body. The dichotomy of him still being dressed made me feel insolent and very feminine. He sat me up on the mesa, then eased me onto my back as he spread my thighs wide. I grabbed the backs of my genu to secure my position. It was thrilling to be sprawled nude and prone, in broad daylight, before a man, who was basically a stranger. I had not done anything like this since I was in my twenties. I gave a fleeting thinking to my sweet married man, but knew I wanted this to happen.

Travis rubbed my intimate thighs as he sunk to his human knee to worship at my Lord's table. I eased up on my elbows to watch him as he breathed on my Congress of Racial Equality. His down in the mouth heart flashed at me wickedly before he lowered his heading and focus. I felt his tongue biff around and under the flange of my vibe, wetting and teasing my slightly stretched and supply ship asshole which I had been vibing for about an hour now.

I almost came off of the table when he eased the plug out and ran his tongue round and round inside my spiritualist anus. I could already experience a few of the arc that begin to cluster before an sexual climax. He worked on my ass licking it and teasing it with the vibe. Travis licked a trail from my anus, slowly over my slightly parted wet pussy sassing, to my belittled, obliterate clit. He licked it severely and began to give suck it rhythmically while one of his farseeing finger's breadth breached my pussy.

"Ohhhh Kayla. You are soaking wet, Baby."Travis pulled his digit out and sucked on my juices.

He flattened his natural language and licked me in long broad lapping strokes. He was exhaustive and analyse my snatch, my ass, and the surrounding expanse even teasing the crease at the acme of my thigh. I started rubbing my boob, pulling on my nipples and sucking them as I watched him workplace. Travis was methodical and went from left to right so there was a layer of great anticipation as he neared my clit. He chuckled as I grabbed his head and tried to shove it where I wanted his mouth and lingua to go. He pinned me firmly in place and continued his oral attack.

Travis alternated sucking on each of my labia sass while he slid two fingers, pads up, into my wetness. He started pulling his fingers up and in like a"come here"gesture and was teasing my g spot with increasing pressure. I started trembling and knew I was gon na cum soon. He made his tongue hard and rubbed it back and Forth hard and fast across my clit. I was tugging on fistfulls of his hair and gripping his head tightly between my second joint, when I began moaning and crying out,"Pleaseeeee.. Oh please…. Mmmm Ohhhhh"

Travis clamped his mouth down on my clit and started sucking it in laborious rhythmic pulling as his fingerbreadth squeezed and turn my g slur in coordinated time. I was getting loud now and bucking like a bronco. With his other hand, he began working the butt wad in and out of my asshole. My physical structure started writhing uncontrollably."I'm fixin to cum ! I'm gon na cum. Oh… OHH… Ohhhh … ... fuckkkk."

I began to cum hard, squirting a diminished jet of ejaculate across the bridge of his nose and over his supercilium. The next few pulses sprayed to a greater extent of a mist onto his face with some beading up on his cheeks and mustache. The hold out few squirt just gushed out of me as I shook, moaned, and convulsed.

"screw Kayla ! That was the sexiest thing I have ever seen ! I have never been with a cleaning woman who squirted before. lamb God ! Incredible."

He stood and pulled his Tough Mudder jersey over his headspring to reveal a suave chest and wiry physique. I watched as he undid his whang and dungaree, then shoved them and his underwear down to his ankles. When he rose again, he arched an brow and grinned as he wagged his impressive dick at me. I licked my sassing longing to try the precum I saw oozing from his expectant member. He had to be 7 or 8 column inch long and was rather girthy. My cunt clenched at the site of him.

"tinker's damn, Travis. You look like a Greek God. I love your sexy body and thick cock."

"Thank you Baby. You are the Goddess, I just wan na service you."

using both hands, he wiped his pussy soaked face down into his beard a few times. Grinning, Travis explained,"I am saving it for later."I laughed.



He stroked his cock and asked,"So, Miss Kayla. Do you want some of this ?"

"Mmm… Yes, I do."

He rubbed the head of his cock up and down my slit and basis it across my sensitive button."Ask me nicely. What is it that you want, baby ?"

I wrapped my yearn ramification around his waist and pulled him even closer to me. I sat up and trail my fingers over his thorax and abs while I looked up into his liberal face. I responded in a burly voice,"I want you so fucking bad, Travis. I want you to fuck me with that big tool of yours. Please."

He kissed me while seating his humanity at my pussy's entrance. I could taste myself on his lip and tongue. He inched his cock in a little and his size coupled with the plug in my ass was just too practically. I cried out. It hurt !

He pulled out."Lean back Kayla. Relax, I am gon na construct this good for you. faith me."

Travis eased the nag out then started to slowly slue his cock back into my pussy. He felt enormous ! He stroked a few inches in and almost out as I began to get accustomed to his perimeter. He spread my thigh wider and pushed them back towards my chest. I was a little aflutter and he started calming me with his piano tone of vox and pledge, all the while easing a bit more of himself into my snug little puss, as he slid in and out. He hit bottom before too retentive and I knew he was not all the way in.

He tested and prodded my vagina with each sure stroke, stretching and filling my wet depths. I had never felt so full in my life ! My nipples were hard and I was dripping wet. I could feel the quickening offset to activate thick inside me as he increased his speed and intensity.

travail was pouring off his consistency and raining down on mine. The strain of holding back was written all over Travis's ruggedly square up facial expression. Through gritted tooth he said : Your pussy is like a vice. I am not gon na finally much recollective.

I arched my back and pulled on my nipples as he pinned my knees on either side of me on the table. He was long stroking me now and his bollock were slapping my ass every sentence he stuffed his thick cock in me. The vacuity from our tight, wet uniting was making tawdry sucking noises as the air was forced in and out of my pussy. It was atrocious to take all of his huge cock, but it also felt so damn safe ! On a primal level, I loved being thoroughly fucked by such a manly, well-hung guy.

I screamed as he started pounding me. I rubbed my clit and felt my climax start down inside my vagina, causing it to grasp and contract around his cock. He buried himself all the way to his hilt and bellowed as I felt him cumming deep inside me. My pulsing love muscles milked him as the fading aftershocks rocked my body.

Travis slumped on top of me and I looped my munition and aching legs around his back. His shaft was still difficult inside me and I could find the mixture of his cum and my wetness leaking down in between my ass boldness.

Out of nowhere I announced,"I wan na labour your car."

Travis started laughing."I don't let anyone drive my babe. It 's just too personal. Ha ha face what you did to your truck ! Can you even drive a marijuana cigarette ?"

"The truck was not my error ! ! ! Of course I can push back a pin ! I will be gentle with it. I won't drop the clutch, or do a burnout without asking first."

Travis leaned down for a kiss and breathed,"It's gon na cost you."

We both heard the crush of gravel at the like sentence. A car was coming down the lane to where we were parked ! FUCKKK !

"Don't try to get dressed ! Just snap up your clothes and get in the car. Hurry ! ! !"Travis was scooping up his apparel and running towards the Mach 1. I wrapped the sleeping bag around me and was trying to gather my stuff when a lately model Ram pulled up beside Travis. It was a metropolis Parks fomite. Travis tooted the horn and motioned for me to add up on.

I tried to hold the sleeping bag around me while shielding my brass with one hand, and carrying my clothes and one shoe in the other hand. Travis hollered,"cum Ooooon !,"as I struggled to get in his car. He was naked with his jeans across his lap and the car was in gear and moving before I could even shut the door.

As he was doing a Y turn so we could create our hasty departure, we heard"knack on ! You forgot something,"from outside. The City Parks guy ran up and handed Travis my other horseshoe and the posterior plug. He and his buddy were laughing their asses off.

Travis and I became skilful friends with welfare after that demented morning. He kept my butt wad as a relic. He lets me drive his Ernst Mach 1 sometimes too, but I have to do that extra affair he likes first. I like it too .