Estrogensensual

It was one of those sessions that can hold you over for at least a few days after. It amazes me how efficient we can make the bootknocking sometimes, and how time doesn’t matter and even seems to stand still while we perform our love dance. This particular session in total was only about thirty minutes, but for me, time stood still. I’d like to tell you some fantastical story full of spontaneity, romance, and exclusivity, but all I have is everything; the love that we share in our everyday life that is more than possible and closer to a reality for all of us, love. This session was less spontaneous than calculated because we both knew that her visitor was due at any moment, and we both really needed to get one in before she reared her ugly head. I wasn’t initially privy to my wife’s plans, but once she suggested that I quickly go wash my butt as she turned off the television before announcing that she was going to tuck in the kids, I was able to do the math. She stated that we shou...

Peeking down while pretending not to watch as he practiced his clitoral technique on my nipple quickly had me mesmerized by his skills and forgetting to pretend not to watch. Little could he know that my clit grew in pace with my puckered nipple while his tongue and teeth teased me perfectly. I felt a spasm and tug in my pink purse every time my clit, I mean nipple escaped his mouth while waiting to be captured again. I was already a soppy mess below the waist from feeling his wonderful cock grow in my grip while I teased him first as he watched TV and pretended to ignore me. It took me a minute to convince his cock to come out of its shell and play and that in itself was sufficient foreplay for me. I started over his night pants with some gentle petting and when I felt his cock growing tight in his briefs I put my hand in them to readjust his fattening hot chub for easier access. His cock quickly outgrew his foreskin which I used to help facilitate my hand as it slid up and dow...

I wanted to drink just enough to keep the edge off that I had built up all day while intimidating myself with my fantasies of how the night might go. My husband’s delicious younger brother James was coming to town to play for the weekend and bringing his brand new girlfriend with him. If I didn’t know James so well, I might have been worried that a new girlfriend would put a damper on our usual antics, but since I’m the one who trained him, I knew he was sure to be bringing her for lessons. My husband set us up in a giant suite at the casino hotel and made all the necessary reservations. This also led me to believe he was also looking forward to training James’s new pet, but when he begged me to show them a good time, I suddenly felt like a fish out of water. I thought, how could I do that without him? I was relieved when he told me that he had a late dinner meeting with an out-of-country client that he couldn’t reschedule and that he would catch up with us much later and that he hope...