One ring to rule them all

“What’s this?” He pulled at my waist, drawing me close to scrutinize the round, orange rubber ring resting innocuously on the bench at the end of my bed.

“Why I just don’t know,” I replied with mock amazement. “Calamari?”

He smiled at my joviality. “Have you ever used a cock ring before?”

“No.”

“You’ll love it, I promise. It makes my cock nice and hard for your tight little pussy.”

“Oooh, yummy! You know what a big fan I am of your cock already.”

He laughed and pulled me roughly onto the bed, kissing me deep. We made short work of stripping the layers of clothes and his fingers immediately sought a wet purchase between my thighs.

Later, standing at the side of the bed while I lay with my head off the edge, his rammed his very stiff cock –- as promised -- down my throat, leaning over me to flick my clit with his tongue. I writhed and sucked, tonguing the rubber addition at the base.

On my back, on my knees or my knees behind my ears, his cock drove home his point again and again, much to my ever-growing delight. To the last stroke, when he pulled his dick dripping of me to my lips to taste, he was stiff and proud.

Afterward, lying among the debris of my panties, his tie and all the pillows, I noticed he was still ready.

“Are you still hard?” I sounded a little disbelieving.

“Yeah. The ring keeps it hard for a while.”

“Mmmmmm…” I rolled on top of him, sliding down slow and easy. He gave a little shudder. I rocked onto him, circling around and around. It was not the biggest orgasm I’ve ever had but it was deep and wide, pushing up from my hot, wet center to spread warm, relaxing tendrils into my legs, arms, chest and cheeks.

I rolled off and curled against his side. He pulled off his ring and immediately his cock grew soft and pliable in his hand.

“Oh. No more then?”

“God, woman. How many orgasms do you need?”

“Just one more? Pretty please?” I smiled my most charming smile.

Apparently a girl can still get more of what she wants by fluttering her eye lashes … sometimes even a few more.

Diversion

I have opted out, taken a hiatus, fucking and I were on a break. My job changes and ongoing dissatisfaction had left me uninterested. I gave up.

But my body was yearning for something. All week, I've been battling a level of horniness that was threatening to drive me mad.


I was not just horny for sex, I craved that mindless copulation that you can only get with a lover who is not your own. That tangible desire to rip, pull, bit and cum. I knew I would be satisfied at home, but not completely. I needed someone else.

So I made a call. "I need you," I breathed when he answered the phoned.

He knew exactly what I wanted. We met in the parking garage, I motioned him into my car and drove a little further until we were alone. We climbed into the back seat, where I immediately stripped out of my pants, my pussy was dripping. He smiled, somewhat surprised at my eagerness. I'm not shy, but this was still unusal for me. I didn't kiss him, no warm up, I grabbed his hand and brought it home.

He was already hard by my enthusiasm and dove in with two fingers, making me cum immediately. My body shakes when I cum, quivers from the toes up. I squirted in the palm of his hand with the force of my orgasm. He laughed out loud, "Damn, baby, you are horny!"

In response, I pulled out my right breast and grabbed his head, bringing him close. I whispered in his ear, "When I cum next time, bite down on my nipple." He didn't respond, his mouth full with my soft round flesh. I came again and again, two fingers grew to three.

After multiple orgasms, I ordered him out of his pants. His withdrawn fingers left a trailing string of pussy cum down my thigh.

He pulled out his cock and I slide down onto him. No condom. This is a good, very good friend. A special friend for a long time so I knew I could enjoy the bare, hot pulse of cum in my tender pussy.

I buried my fingers in his hair and ground down against him. He let me fuck him until I was heaving for breath, the count of orgasms lost. When the haze cleared my eyes, he was looking up at me, smiling. "Is it ok if I cum now?" I laughed, "Of course."

I started moving again, but much slower, in circles feeling his cock head running around the inside of my cunt. He relaxed, letting his muscles go and concentrated on the sensation. Instead of the up and down motion, I start to slide forward and backward, taking him all the way in. It didn't take him long. He bounces his leg before he cums, so when his jiggling started, I sped up. He buried his face in my tits, both hands gripping my ass and came with a loud, "aaaahhhhhh!"

After we were both dressed again, I kissed him well, dropped him off at his car and left without a glance, my mind already clear and onto the tasks lined up for the afternoon. It was the perfect diversion.