Why am I awake at 2:25 in the morning, thinking about how great this would feel, how hot it is for a man to want every part of you he will fuck your ass with his tongue? Ever since I let the Shark hit my tightest space, it has been pervading my sexual mind.

This night though, I had the urge to fuck you in the ass. You let me slide my finger in, I hooked it upward to hit your man spot, your cock thumped rock solid when I did. I was gentle—rocking my finger up into you. Sheepishly you ask me, “next time we see each other, if there is to be a next time, will you fuck me in the ass with a strap on.” My notorious big ol’ vixen smile floods my face. Of course I will. I would love to have the honor of fucking you. The idea gets me so excited, that I want to fuck again right now.

I reverse myself and climb aboard your cock, lowering my pussy around the tip, teasing, as I rise back up. Grabbing your balls in my hand, as I again, sink on to your beam. Leaning back my pussy takes you in. Then it hits me. Lifting your balls, up into my wetness, I let a drop saliva fall from my lips and land on your ass right below the balls I am cupping. With my index finger I being to run my fingertip around the edge of your star mixing with my saliva. I continue to ride your frame, the rise and fall of my ebb and flow on top of your cock, here then gone. My view is extraordinary. Watching the disappearing act of your dick into my pussy, while tenderly fingering your hole. I let another drop of spit stream through the air and hit the spot, I massages it in, and then my fingertip slips, then the knuckle is gone, then the whole finger. I am fucking your tightest space while you fuck me, and I am watching the whole thing.

I stay slow with my finger work, but you know how insatiable my cunt can be, she happens to be now grinding on your extremely hard shaft, which is filling me nicely. You indicate that you are ready to blow– “oh yeah, oh yeah, fucking hell.” As I rise up on your dick I clinch with my strong muscle and pull and squeeze you, holding momentarily at the top, then bam–back down, my finger deep into your space, really hitting your spot. Giving a few more push and pulls on your cock, I feel you clinch, your tightening, the wave of a body twitch comes over you as you thrust upward and deep into me. Giving one more nice tug with my lost finger you cum so hard that it triggers me to lose mine too. My pussy pulsating around your shaft, draining every drop, every inch. I want all of you. Melting onto your diminishing cock my pussy floods us. I slowly sway off of you, fluids mixed lubricating my digit that is still lost, as I slowly pull it out more pearly white trickles from your tip. I gently release my finger and look you in the eyes again. My smile almost as big as yours.

originally posted on  3/15/09