Tour De France

My Man looks at me whilst sitting next to Him and smiles, "Baby, I love you." I giggle at this spontaneous outburst of affection, i snuggle into Him on the sofa and purr against His chest. He knows i love Him, even when He is grumpy. He has the remote in His hand and starts to surf for a new channel. I got to the floor and sit with my head resting on his lap. It is hot in the house, snuggling is sticky and uncomfortable, the cool wooden floor feels nice sometimes on my sticky flesh. He puts His hand in my hair and strokes it absently. His cotton shorts are cool against my face. He puts the Tour De France on. I am thoroughly bored by the commentary. I look up at Him, he feels my eyes on His and He strokes my hair as he watches the race. I rest my cheek against his crotch and i feel it growing. He pretends to ignore me, but i feel His bulge. I know what He wants.

I slide my hands slowly into the legs of his shorts. He looks at me in mock surprise and i look up at Him. He laughs, "such a horny slut I have. Can't a man watch a race without being mauled." I giggle. It's hot in the room, I am bored, and we are alone. I lean forward and rest my palms flat on His thighs. I look at Him, asking permission to touch him, with my eyes. He opens his fly and teases, "You want this don't you, princess?" I nod and smile and press my cheek to the head of His cock. He grins down at me and then looks back at the television Pretending to ignore me again.

My hands are still on His muscular thighs. I feel them hard and powerful under my flat palms. I can feel the tension in His legs. I watch His face as i lower my head and breath on the tip of His cock. He smiles and continues to watch the television. I look down at His cock, and it bobs as if looking for the mouth that my breath came from. I stick out my pink tongue and He glances down at me. Grinning He strokes my hair , not pulling me toward Him and not pushing me away, an impartial gesture. I smell His cock now, earthy and hot, it stands erect against His belly and He looks down at me again teasing, "You really want My cock don't you baby? You want to suck on My big dick?"

"Yes Please, Please can i have a taste of your cock?" I press my soft , firm, round breasts to His balls.

He reaches down and grips my breast hard, and smiles down at me. He fingers my taut nipple through my shirt and bra. With His other the other hand he rubs the head of His cock onto my face. I smile and open my mouth as a pearl of precum forms at the tip and then slowly trickles down over the head as He holds His cock in front of me. "Look baby, you missed a drop." I giggle with excitement, at being allowed to touch His cock with my lips. I press my flat pink tongue to His shaft and then trace the track that the droplet of precum made, until His fleshy head is on my tongue. I look up at Him again, my tongue flat on his cock and he smiles, "It's OK, princess. You can have my cock if you want," He pets my head, "good asking, pet." He looks down at me for a long moment, and then says, "Baby, take your shirt off. I want to see My girl's big pretty titties."

I wriggle out of my t-shirt and unclasp my bra and shimmy out of it. He smiles as my breasts rest on his thighs. I help him tug down His shorts and He settles back into the sofa. I smile up at Him. He pets my hair absently again. His cock is standing for me, it appears to be posing for me. I lean forward and kiss the tip lovingly, caressing it with my lips and tongue. He glances down at me but says nothing. I take His shaft into my hands in prayer position and slide my palms down His long, rigid shaft.

He wraps His calves around my back pulling me toward Him. He reaches down and fingers one of my nipples. Playing idly with it. He pinches it and then lets it go. He watches me, as i flatten my tongue and press it to the head of His cock. I slowly lap down the shaft as another drop of precum rolls over the head and onto my lips, i lick it greedily into my mouth and savor it. He smiles and i hear the TV remote fall to the floor. He smiles and watches me make love to His cock. I bury my face into His balls, smelling His musk and then wash them with my tongue. Gently, i suck his balls one by one into my lips to push them out again. He grunts softly at me and curls his fingers into my dark curls, pressing me into His balls. I love my Man's testicles, they hang low and loose when its warm like this.

I slide my tongue up over His shaft again, nibbling gently at it with my lips as if i am eating corn on the cob. I milk another drop up from his shaft with my hand and watch it fall over the head then i catch it in my eager lips. His fingertips are still curled gently into my hair, and i grin up at Him, feeling the pressure of his desire against the back of my head. I continue to make love to His cock worship the shaft and feel it on my face. I use one hand and paint my face with His oozing precum. My face is sticky and hot from his nectar and he looks down at me. He says, "smile for me baby, i want to see you" I look up at him smiling brightly and he gasps. That nearly inaudible hitch in his breathing that makes me know He is enjoying me. He whispers. "Fuck baby, you look so fucking hot like that." I giggle and look at Him. My eyes locked on His as His cock disappears slowly into my mouth. He makes that sound again.

I feel his cock start to throb. He grips my hair harder and pushes me farther onto Him. He is getting impatient. I never get impatient when i have a cock in my hands and mouth. He thrusts His cock against my throat and grunts. "Fuck baby, you make me crazy" I hear him, and continue to suckle and caress His cock in my mouth and make love to his balls by cupping them in my hand and snuggling them against my chin just as slowly as before.

He grunts and grips my hair pulling me off of him. I feel his cock throbbing, He is trying to stay in control, to wait. I smile up at Him. I don't rush or complain, i just keep my fingers wrapped loosely around His shaft and cupped around His balls. He curls His fingers into my skull, massaging gently and looks at me, with a look of mingled need, pleasure and frustration. He shakes his head in small motions back and forth, as if he is deciding something. I watch all of this and then lean back down to kiss his drooling cock. he pulls me away sharply. "Fuck baby, if you touch me i will cum." He shakes his head and a reverent tone he asks "What are you doing to me?"

He doesn't sound angry. He sounds more amazed and frustrated that He lost control. He pulls me up. I am standing in front of him, he grunts at my shorts. I understand what He wants. He pulls me onto His lap and slides his long hard cock into my pussy. He holds me there. I am still, not grinding, not really moving, just holding His cock in me. I feel him throb in me. He starts to thrust very slowly, very gently moving me on His shaft. He pulls me to Him, He kisses me hard on the mouth then he takes one of my breasts and holds it in His mouth, sucking too hard. It hurts and will leave a bruise. But he doesn't care right now. He needs me. He needs to have me how he wants.

I feel His cock becoming bigger and throbbing more. The fat swollen head of his cock slides past my g-spot with each stroke. He lifts me back and forth on him with his hands on my ass. I am nearly screaming with pleasure and need. I want him so badly!
He pulls me close and whispers in my ear. "cum for me princess...."

That's all it takes, i am weeping, sobbing, with desire and want. My body spasms over Him, milking His cock with my loins, orgasm ripples through me. I look down to see He is gritting His teeth. Holding back. When i am finished I slump onto His chest. He smiles at me. He pushes me off of him, I scream as his cock exits my swollen soaking pussy, and shudder in an aftershock.

He grunts "...On your knees please baby, i wanna see you covered in my cum" I leap to the opportunity and kneel in front of his sticky, distended cock. I gently wrap my lips around his cock and suckle my juices off of him, groaning and cooing softly as i do. He thrusts his hips up toward my mouth and i feel Him throbbing. He is lost, totally out of control now. He grips me by the hair, and pulls my mouth off of His spurting cock with an audible "POP"

He holds His cock in his hand and sprays my face with his seed. He uses the head of his cock to work the creamy seed into my face and then he rests his head back panting and grunting. "Fuck baby, what the hell do you do to me. I fucking love you."
He looks down at me drowsily, "let me see you princess. Let me see what a slut you are."

I giggle self consciously, feeling like a slut as He weakly strokes my hair smiling at me. My face covered in his seed. He presses my sticky face to his belly, caressing me weakly and goes back to watching the bike race on TV.

Does Size Really Matter?

I am not a doctor but i know enough about researching really important topics online to feel like i can discuss this lengthy topic. As a self admitted cock worshiper, who better to analyze this topic. I mean it is one of my favorites after all.

I know that most of my readers are men. ( Thank you fellas!) In my conversations with most of my male friends or sex partners or online fuck buddies, i hear all the time. My dick is just average. My dick is small. And then there are always the pick up lines in the sex chat rooms where some guy says "I have an 11 inch cock, wanna cyber?" Well to all of you gents that feel unworthy let me start by saying yet again I LOVE COCK! no matter what size you are, so long as you can get it up and make it spit, i am a HAPPY, HAPPY GIRL!

Like i said at the start of this article, i have done EXTENSIVE research into this topic, I read like 4 blogs and 3 online articles on google news, as well as all the wonderful delicious delightful cock photos you gents send me. (Thank you fellas!!) Also, lets not discount all of the wonderful first hand expiriences i have had. You will all get to hear the long and short of it.

I am gonna start out by getting myself in a LOT of trouble here. My Man, has never let me measure his cock with a ruler so my estimate of his delicious, succulent rod is just using a practical measuring device (my hands and mouth). By that measure he is 2 hands a bit in the mouth. But now i ask, who the fuck cares what line is ticked on a ruler? Well sorry boys, all I care about is how hard it gets and how long you can stand my lips wrapped around your sweet rod before you cum. I mean there are benefits to the small ones and to the big ones. But mmm mmmm mmm, like the joke about pizza, even bad pizza its still better than cooking. And by that analagy i mean, any cock is waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay better than not having a cock at all.

I have had sex with a woman, a heated affair infact (story for another blog, stay tuned) but i cannot understand why women go gay. I mean i am all for gay relationships, but dayummmmm whats the point without a cock? I LOVE COCK, and no strapon in the world is as succulent and sweet as any cock you gents pack in your shorts. I mean Writing this is making me all hot and bothered, i will try to continue coherently.

OK, back to the topic i wish was in my hands. Size, does it matter? According to CBS News a Study shows that 85% Of Women Are Pleased With Partner’s Penis Size, But 45% of Men Wish Theirs Were Bigger. So clearly size matters. But here is the key question does it matter to you or your partner?? 85% of women say you are just fine! And i have never met a cock i didn't want to suck!

I have been with all sorts of cocks in my time. From the ones that when he drops his drawers my jaw fell on the floor and said "Oh MY GOD! Did the elephant mind you took his dick?" And the ones that I just pet and say, "its ok dear, you will grow", to find that it has already grown all the way. Here is the rub. Size matters, but only for the task that you are wanting to do.

For example, the best lover i ever had had the smallest cock of all the ones i have ever been with. But he doesn't know he is small and worked that tool like a magician shuffles cards. He could literally have me screaming in orgasm with a tiny change in position, but he is so small in certain positions i wasn't sure he was actually inside of me. But some men with that have big cocks seem to think that's all it takes. "I am packing a rifle loaded with bird shot... she's gonna cum" Sorry boys, it takes more than that.

When i met the man that belongs to the biggest cock i ever saw. He said his dick is less than average. He made all sorts of "irish" jokes about the size of his dick and he said he was on the small size of average. When i finally got to see that golden rod of of lucious manhood, standing erect and crookedly bobbing for my touch. I nearly fell over. I asked him what the hell were all of the jokes about. He replied, something like "when its flacid it looks like all the others in the shower" he went on to explain, the only erect ones he saw were in porn films and by those standards he was average. *(this is porn from the 70's through 1990 when porn stars had huge dicks.)

Let me leave you with this in parting the average cock size world wide varies by less than half an inch, but everyone i have ever met says in all honesty that they think they are a bit less than average. But so long as they are covered in skin i want it in my mouth!

Monday Morning Thoughts

I have had comments from my readers, who say "so you like cock" in that sarcastic online tone.

Would it be cruel of me to stop talking about how I love cock so big and hard and smooth and soft. I love when a cock becomes fully erect and the little eye opens and winks once. It is like an eye of a lover who blinks once in the early morning to see in what devilish way i am waking Him this morning. He blinks tiredly, sees, he is in no danger, and closes his eyes again, waiting for the moment when he is needed and they will pop open again. Then with each stroke i watch the eye open wider and then close.

I watch as His head turns purple and the shaft bobs in eager anticipation of my warm lips. He sits up a bit now,to watch as his thick head slide into my wet lips, eager and warm. My morning gift to Him. Or His morning gift to me, i am not sure, and don't care. He burrows His cock into my throat, slides his fingertips through my tousled hair, but lets me have Him. He submits for this moment to the pleasure i am giving to Him. He watches greedily as i suckle his cock, making love to it, it disappears again into my lips. Then i pull back up and press the glistening wet head against my lips, paint my lips with his oozing precum and i look up at Him and smile a morning greeting to him. Then slide down onto His shaft. His turgid cock lodging into my throat, and i grunt and he holds my head down gently, tiredly.

Then i slide my mouth back up over the veiny shaft. My lips circling his tip gently, he bucks up toward my lips, wanting to feel his tool back in my warm mouth, like a couple that snuggles together in the cool morning. But, i tease him and hold my lips at the crown of his cock. Letting the cool air touch His sensitive shaft. He growls at me, and tells me he needs to have His cock inside of me.

He rolls me over, lays me on my side and guides himself into me. Slowly he slips his already hard cock into my wet warm opening. Teasing me, torturing me, with the slowness of His descent. And then it settles past my bony entrance and nestles into the soft moistness of my depths mmmm.... i love how a cock feels inside of me. My soft slippery walls caressing the sides of His cock..... that's heaven, how at the same time I want it to last forever, and end at that exact moment. Thrilling agony.

He takes what is His. He pushes deeply into me, settles there and slowly rocks back and forth. Feeling my velvety petals circle Him. He whispers into my ear. "That's a good slut, hold me in your tight pussy." He is perfectly still now, He whispers again, "Don't move"

I obey and lay submissive, and supple to his every movement whilst he works himself in me, i clutch at the pillows, so not to move as he thrusts into me. I feel the erotic pain of delightful nearness. I am ready. He knows it. I feel his balls hitting my perineum and I beg silently with my soul for MORE. I know if i speak my thoughts He will make me wait longer. I grip hard on his shaft nestled inside of me. He made me his whore, to lay and take Him. Then he says very softly, like a breeze in my ear, "cum for me, My sweet slutty girl."

Those soft words sends me right over the edge. I grip his cock, pulling it deeper into me milking it for all its worth with my cunt. He thrusts in and out.... feeling my slick walls sliding so deliciously over his hard shaft. He drags his shaft against my clit as he pushes in and out. I close my eyes and buck up against Him, my body convulses around Him, and He frantically thrusts harder into my tight spasming tunnel. He holds me close, i feel Him erupting into me. He lays still and whispers, "that's a good girl, what a good little slut I have."

Subby little things

As far as i am concerned i am mostly a submissive. I don't exactly subscribe to the BDSM doctrine of either one or the other at all times. I am in a committed relationship, and anyone who knows anything at all about that knows that there is push and pull no matter if one is Dom and one is the sub. I think of it this way. We are born with 2 hands one is naturally more dominant than the other but it takes both to tie our shoes.

For example, what more submissive act is there than to be on my knees, with a Man's hard cock in my mouth, as He pumps His hips thrusting his shaft down my throat? When i feel tears coming to my eyes and my throat raw and my lungs burning because he is choking me with his hard cock is when i am at my most powerful.

I know what it may sound like for me, an admitted submissive, to say that. But my point is, all i need to do to get Him to stop is to clamp down a little too hard and.... well You get the point. There is power in submission.

I had a friend who once told me, that in BDSM Doms really have no power. He went on to explain, once you exchange limits and a safe word, all she needs to do is say it. GAME OVER! Any good Dom will immediately stop at that point. I respected Him a lot after that.

First Entry, Cum on

There is nothing i love more than making a Man cum. For me, there is no greater pleasure, it supersedes even my own orgasm. I love cock. I love every single thing about cocks. Their rigid girth, the soft rubbery flaccid state, the delicious oozing precum and the thick spurting orgasm. The way it feels in my mouth and the way a cock makes me feel at the same time submissive and powerful. I have a Man in my life. A full time man, he says i am insatiable, he is right. If he would let me have his cock in my mouth at all times i would be the happiest girl in the world.

This is all i have time for right now, but i will be back to elaborate.