As I posted in my "Happy Ending" blog, my relationship with my massage therapist keeps escalating. Well, we just skipped a few steps.

Yesterday, after taking a week off for financial reasons (this habit of mine is getting quite expensive), I made an appointment and went in expecting the usual and hoping for an uppage. OMG, uppage I got! He started fingering me while I was on my stomach and it felt amazing (as usual), and then he climbed onto the table (as he did during my last session) and dry-humped me. I then felt him get off the table, heard a little bustling, and on he mounted again, this time placing his bare cock under my hips but still outside my tingling pussy and started to move. I clenched my thighs to grip his incredibly fat dick and started moving with him. I heard him say, "Nice!" and we stayed there for a bit. I arched my back, exposing my bare tits and he grabbed them. I put my hands between my legs and pushed his cock closer to my pussy lips. The pre-cum was dripping from him and I loved the sticky wetness on my hand.

"Are you clean?," he whispered. I explained how I was and he assured he was too. I spread my thighs slightly and pushed his hardness into my lips, feeling them spread and ready to receive him. He poked his head in and out a few times and then pulled out, flipped me onto my back, and pulled me down to the end of the table. I took his cock in my hands, stroked him, spread my legs, and pulled him into me. I couldn't believe it was happening but he was fucking me like an ace!

I ran my hands over his face and bare chest while he penetrated me and we fucked and fucked. It felt so awesome. I came and he, soon after, pulled out and blew his load all over my stomach while I jerked it out of him. I spread his cum over my tits and we both stayed there for a moment, partially in shock, partially in afterglow.

We cleaned up and then massage finished with him working my muscles.

I'm still giddy over it. Nothing like some strange cock to get my all school-girl-like.  

OMG! I am so fucking horny. I've already watched 3 pornos, used my vibrator to cum 4 times, and yet still need more. Ever feel this way?

This is why I cheat. I am unsatisfied so much of the time that I feel I need more than 1 man to keep me happy. I need the excitement, the risk, and, of course, strange cock!

I don't know exactly what it is that makes some women happy with almost no sex and others, like me, insatiable. Granted, I'd much rather be the way I am but sometimes it really gets difficult. I often think I should go into porn so my job could be to cum and to make men weak. If it weren't for the health risks, I'd probably be a porn star by now. I hear girls you like anal sex make pretty good cash.

Maybe I'll get up the courage to go for it one day. Until then, back to my videos and my dildos. Ho hum.  

My neighbor has a son. An 18-year-old hot as fire son named Nick.

If you've ever watched MILF porn, that is a fantasy of mine; to get a hot young guy off and teach him a thing or two (or ten) in the process. And I always try to live out my fantasies. This morning I decided to lay the groundwork for a future afternoon of fucking the neighbor's son.

Nick was at my house doing some work in the yard (my husband pays him to help out) while my husband was at work. At 9:30 am, I peaked out my window and saw Nick, shirtless and golden, doing his work. I immediately jumped in the shower and started to devise a plan.

After getting so excited in the shower thinking of Nick bending me over the kitchen table and me having to do some clitoral play of my own, I got out of the shower and wrapped myself in the littlest towel I could find that still covered me (mostly). I went onto the back deck and started intentionally making noise so Nick would hear me and look over. Sure enough, "Hi Mrs. Baker" he called over.

"Hi Nick. Hot day today, isn't it?" I replied. "Why not come in for a cold drink and maybe a snack?"

"Well, I have a lot of work to do, Mrs. Baker and it's only going to get hotter," he answered. He was right; it sure was about to get hotter.

"Just for a minute, Nick," I responded. "You'll work better with a little fuel in the tank."

Nick hesitated but then dropped his shovel and started walking to the door. I greeted him (in my towel) and escorted him to the kitchen. He tried not to make eye contact but I could see him staring at my legs as I poured him a glass of water and brought out some fruit. To gauge a reaction, I "accidentally" dropped a strawberry on the floor. I bent from the waist to pick it up, pushed my ass out towards him, and lifted the towel slightly to expose myself to him, providing a nice view of my toned yet plump ass and, likely, a peek at my pussy from behind. I stood there for a moment bumbling with the slippery strawberry.

"Wow," he accidentally verbalized in a low tone. I turned to him and grinned, then walked to the table and sat in the chair beside him. I made sure to show cleavage and bend toward him for clear sight down my towel and between my tits. He tried to keep staring at his plate but I saw him glance more than a few times. I sucked on the strawberry, allowing it to linger between my pursed lips and running my tongue over it seductively. I wanted more than anything to see how hard and big Nick's cock was becoming but his shorts weren't allowing it.

When Nick was done eating and drinking, I showed him to the door and said, "Well, Nick, I hope your found my snack tasty. If you need to come in again, just walk on in and help yourself. There's lots here for you to eat."

"Thanks, Mrs. Baker," Nick said stumbling over his words. "I'd like that."

So, the encounter was not necessarily what I had hoped it would be. I had hoped he would reach out and grab my tits or ass or SOMETHING but it was a successful groundwork for next time. And there WILL be a next time.  

A little over a month ago, I set out on a mission. To find a location in NYC that gives women a Happy Ending Massage. With a little online research and trial-and-errors, I found just what I was looking for. Boy, did I find it. 

I've quickly become addicted to my masseuse, a guy who knows how to give the perfect massage inside and out. Every time I go, I walk in assuming I'll get the usual fingering and hopeful that maybe I'll get some sort of bonus. And almost every time, the ante's been upped slightly. What started as fingering turned into tit-play, me stroking him over his pants, then under, and some wonderful ass play (we've already discussed how much I love ass play).

I went yesterday. And he upped it again. This time, while I was laying on my stomach, he climbed onto the table and dry-fucked me. It was so amazing. I left there with an incredible high. I had dreams about the masseuse that had me waking up so incredibly turned on I had to take care of business twice already today (it's only 11:30 am).

One of the nice things (sap sap) about my masseuse is we also talk a lot and get to know each other. Makes the "paying someone to get me off" thing slightly more personal.

I like getting personal.  

I just spent the past hour getting myself off.

I put my skinny mini vibrator next to me on the bed and took off my white wife beater and pink polka dot v-string pajamas and pictured a hot guy I know doing all of this to me:

I started running my hands over my hips, up my stomach. over my tits, up to my neck, then back down to my nipples. I rolled my nips between my thumbs and first two fingers and started pinching them hard, harder, so hard it was almost painful. I love the point where pain and ecstasy meld. It was at that moment that my pussy started to throb and wetten.

I left one hand on my nipple and let the other roam downward to trace my outer lips. I felt the wetness drip onto my fingers. I then took my two fingers and started rubbing my clit right to left softly, occasionally exchanging the side-to-side motion with circles around the perimeter of the now pulsing spot. More wetness dripped. I couldn't hold out.

I moved the hand from my nipple to my clit and the other hand from my clit to my pussy hole. I took two fingers and sunk them, drenching them up to the top of my palm. I pulled out a little and added a third finger. It felt so fucking good and I kept those three fingers pumping in and out of me at a steady pace for a while. I started to speed them up and on one of the dives inward added the rest of my fingers. I was fisting my pussy and it felt fucking amazing. I pulled my hood back and fucked and fucked and fucked until I felt my body start to rise with my hips coming up off the bed.

"Fuck it. Yes, fuck it. Make me cum. Yes, like that. Oh fuck," I moaned to the hot guy I was fantasizing about.

I came so hard that the climax itself lasted no less than 40 seconds. Part of me wanted to roll over and bask in the afterglow but I wanted the hot guy to take my ass.

I took my skinny mini and pictured me sucking him and feeling his cock become rock-solid between my lips. Mmmmm, I wanted to taste his pre-cum on my tongue. I took the wet dildo, rolled onto my side, spread my ass cheeks and slid the head of the cock in. I could feel my ass stretching around the tip. I kept pushing it in. Further and further working it in and out with short motions until finally I gasped and the whole vibrator was in my ass stretching me. God, I love being fucked in the ass. I started to move it in and out escalating in speed, penetration, and vigor as if it were him pumping and owning my ass. It didn't take long before I felt it coming on again.

"Pound that ass like only a real man can. Pound me, own me, stretch me so my ass can only fit you. Make it yours, baby. Fuck yes. I'm gonna cum!!!" I called to him.

My cum was dripping down my leg. There was so much of it. I wanted more than anything for him to lick it up and kiss me passionately so I could taste it off his tongue. Instead, I gathered some on my fingers and licked it off of there.

Good night.  

Hello all you horny hotties out there! Welcome to my blog chock full of sizzling adult content.

My name is Stacie and I'm 33 years old; 5'5" tall, 115 lbs with long brown hair, blue eyes, and legs that I've been told seem to go on forever. Oh, and an ass that can perform magic.

I've always been EXTREMELY sexual (as my various partners and sex toys can attest). I have found one person in my life who has been able to satisfy me. Unfortunately, that person is not the man I'm married to. So, I find myself in various extramarital sexual situations as well as wearing out vibrator after vibrator. Can you relate?

I love sharing my experiences, whether masturbatory or partnered, public or private, as well as various fantasies I've lived out and have yet to fulfill. That's where you come in! I'd love your comments, feedback, and stories. Not only do I love to share with others, but I enjoy being shared with (take that remark as you will). I am also a brutally honest person by nature and will answer any questions you may have with complete disclosure. Nothing on this site will be falsified for the sake of a reaction. I have confidence I will get that reaction from the real deal.

So, why not start by me telling you about what I did last night?

On a typical day, I masturbate twice. Once before lunch and once around 2 am (well, that's typically the next day but you get my drift. I'M HORNY! My body actually wakes me at this time every night to rub one out. Really.) More often than not, my 2 am session is next to a sleeping husband (yes, the one who can't satisfy, poor guy) and involves fantasizing about another man or woman I've been with, met, used to know, etc. Last night, it was about a friend of mine who has re-emerged after 17 years via Facebook (gotta love FB). 

So, while I'm trying to be quiet next to a snoozing partner, I decide to roll onto my stomach, arch my back and raise my hips off the bed. I lick my first 2 fingers and start making small circles around my clit. Mmmmm, starts to feel good and my juices start to flow. I dive into my pussy with those same 2 fingers as I get wetter and wetter and pull that juice up to my clit, making more rapid and ferocious movements. I try not to moan (I'm not quiet nor do I really like to be except when ABSOLUTELY necessary) and feel my body pulse into climax. I take a short release break but I'm not done. Want more.

So my fingers dive back in to get the cum that is now dripping from my swollen lips, and I pull them out and they make their way to my ass hole. I wet around the outside, teasing myself a little and soon cannot take it. I have to fuck my ass. I slide both wet fingers in slowly and work them deeper and deeper until I can't push them any further. I start moving them in and out with a rhythm that feels so good, and I wish it was my friend's cock that was pumping me. I start to rise, bury my face into my pillow (for noise control) and explode, soaking my sheets and leaving me breathless. 

As much as I want more (and ideally a real person) I'm content enough for the night to at least fall back to sleep. Cumming has an amazing Tryptophan-like effect, doesn't it?