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I Forgot to Mention – I Was on Fleshbot!

minivanlibertine — Fri, 28 May 2010 14:57:35 +0000

Ok, the picture is ALMOST exactly what I look like :)

Not really, but I was wearing braids!!!

Click on the link to see Turning the Backdoor Corner on Fleshbot.

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Turning the Backdoor Corner

minivanlibertine — Sun, 02 May 2010 16:26:19 +0000

In college, a boyfriend of mine tried desperately to get me to let him fuck my ass. Although I am showing my age, the En Vogue song “Never Gonna Get It” was popular at the time, and I used to jokingly sing that to him. However, being a good, giving, and game girlfriend, I tried it. It was very painful, and I did not enjoy it. I did, however, enjoy the time he blindfolded me, and shoved various objects into my pussy while making me guess what those were – but that’s an entirely different post!

The next boyfriend was just as good in bed, but more conservative. He never expressed an interest in trying it, and I never offered.

My husband is by far the best lover I have ever had, but even with him, anal sex was not a given. We would do it occasionally, and although it was pleasurable, there was still always a small amount of time at the beginning of the act where it was painful. I would actually crave anal sex from time to time, but it was very rare. I bought a small butt plug, and that usually did the trick during intercourse.

But in the past 48 hours, I have gone from being just a cock hungry slut to a cock hungry slut with AN INSATIABLE ASS!

On Friday night, as I crawled into bed with him, I realized that it had been a few days since we had had sex. Earlier in the week, after we had finished watching tv, I got on the floor, crawled to his feet, and sucked his cock slowly and longingly, taking time to let him wrap his fingers in my hair and force his cock all the way into my throat. Then, when he was rock hard, I took off my clothes, climbed on top of him, and fucked him hard and slow. His hands naturally reached up, and he wrapped his fingers lovingly around my neck in such a manner that gave me the intensity I needed AND reassured me that was taking responsibility of my safety. It is a feeling that is hard to describe, but instantly puts me in sub space.

But that was earlier in the week, and I was in the mood for something different. We started off kissing and making out in the normal manner, but then he started to eat my pussy with a ferocity that showed how much he had missed it. He put me on my hands and knees, and started to lick me from behind. He knows this is my favorite position, for just about anything, and he spread my cheeks and dove in. His tongue was everywhere, my pussy, my ass and everywhere in the vicinity. I was so wet that he took his fingers and spread the juice all over my ass and inner thighs. When his fingers touched my asshole, I must have made a different noise, because he instantly changed his focus to that area. He reached into the dresser beside the bed, pulled out some lube, and poured it straight into the asshole itself, and then all over the area.

At this point, I had never wanted his cock in my ass so very badly. I am not sure if I said this out loud, or if he read my mind, but he put the head of his cock against my asshole and just left it there. I could feel the pulsing of his cock against it, and my ass relaxed into the pleasure. He did not push, did not force, just left his cock there, until I found myself wanting to back into it. So I did. For the first time in my life, a cock did not enter my ass, my ass jumped on the cock!

I then proceeded to move back and forth on that cock, surprised that there was NO PAIN AT ALL! None! It just felt incredible. I felt so full. I kept the slow pace going, and the only thought going on in my mind was “I have the best Daddy in the whole world!”

Finally, he could not take the slow pace, and grabbed my hips and started slamming into my ass hard and fast. And again, NO PAIN AT ALL! Just crazy, hot, raunchy ass fucking from the man I love. After he came in my ass, he proceeded to put his hand in my cunt until I came harder than I can remember in recent times.

And then . . . I wanted more. All the next day, I kept thinking about his cock in my ass. I craved it. The only thing I thought needed improvement was the lack of both my holes being filled at once (and perhaps a cock in my mouth?) I walked around with a wet pussy all day, which is normally good, but just annoying when I had to be with his family. Finally, at the end of the day, I asked him if I was in for another raucous ass fucking, but he claimed that he was too tired from the day’s events to give a repeat performance.

However, he then proceeded to prove himself very, very wrong. He told me to suck his cock and being a good girl, I of course complied. When he tired of me sucking, he took over and fucked my mouth until I was dripping wet. Then he fucked my pussy so slowly that I was just about crying for him to do it harder. When I could not take it anymore, I slid off the bed onto my knees, sucked my juice off of his cock and balls, and then got back onto the bed on my hands and knees.

He asked me what I wanted and I told him I wanted both holes filled. So he put his cock up against my asshole and slid a cold glass dildo in my pussy, and then proceeded to fuck me with both until I was oblivious to anything in the world other than those two holes. There was again NO pain at all, just amazing incredible pleasure.

After he came in my ass, I begged him to take the dildo out of my cunt and put it in my ass. Then, while he fucked my ass hard with the glass dildo (which had ridges that felt AMAZING) I played with my clit until I came so hard I about passed out. I think I was snoring within five minutes, exhausted and satiated beyond belief.

Until I woke up this morning . . .

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Life of the Party

minivanlibertine — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 20:41:57 +0000

I have always enjoyed being the center of attention, although I pretend differently. I am definitely more than slightly chubby, but still quite vain and want people to notice my pretty face, long legs, and huge, gorgeous tits. I know what looks good on me, and work it as hard as I can.

Sometimes I work it in “unacceptable” places. As a hardcore science fetishist, I often attend lectures and conferences and find it nearly impossible for me not to sexualize the speaker. Although this habit comes in handy during boring lectures, it can pose a slight problem when I am trying to pay attention to the WORDS coming out of his mouth.

I find myself crossing my legs frequently, and even putting my fingers in my mouth as I imagine hearing the sound of his zipper coming down, and the smell of his cock in my face. Soon, I start thinking about what could happen and can smell my pussy getting wetter from the ideas . . .

I imagine that after the lecture, the speaker invites several of us back to his house. Everyone has a splendid time, and we discuss many wonderfully important things in extremely bright witty ways. I excuse myself to go to the restroom, and after I piss, I put my fingers in my pussy and notice how wet and warm it is. I have been flirting with the speaker all night, and it has gotten to me. I go to wash my hands, but stop. Instead, I smile at my reflection and rub my pussy soaked hands all over my cleavage, my neck, and my hair. I want him to smell my need for his cock. I check my makeup, pinch my nipples to make them stand out, and go back to the party to try to get him alone.

When I come back to the party, I notice how some of the people have left. In fact, all of the couples have left, and I notice that it is just me, the speaker, and about four other men. I don’t want to appear too forward, so I go to the kitchen to get a drink and hope he will follow me in. He takes the bait, and comes up behind me, so that his face is right in my hair. I hope he will breathe deeply, and he does. He chuckles, and then smells it again. I prepare to say something flirty, but he puts his hand in my hair and pulls my head to the side. He licks the nape of my neck, and I find myself struggling to maintain my composure. He takes the other hand, and reaches up my dress, where he finds that I am not wearing panties.

“I win! I knew she wasn’t wearing panties!” I hear him say, and I am shocked. He is calling out to the other men at the party, who come quickly to the kitchen.

“Her entire body smells like sex, I can taste it on her neck. And look at that hairy cunt.”

At this point he pushes my head down, bends me over, and kicks my legs apart with his so that my naked ass and pussy are on display. He takes my hands and puts them on the cold granite island countertop, and starts to lick my neck again.

I know that this is starting to get dangerous, but it feels so good to have him kiss my neck. I then feel hands on my ass, and I know it is not his. In an instant, I decide to close my eyes and go with it. I remind myself that this is just playing, and that I can stop at any time I want. Or so I think.

The hands rub all up and down my ass, and a finger traces down from the small of my back, through my ass crack, and stops just at the opening of my pussy. The finger goes around and around the opening, but never goes in. Finally it starts to go in, but then just as quickly pulls out and heads up to the clit. When he finally touches it, I get even wetter, and start backing my ass into the finger. The finger becomes two fingers, and then three, until the entire hand is rubbing my pussy and pulling at the pussy hair.

I hear a zipper, and tense up. I brace myself, but it turns out the zipper is in front of me. Eyes still closed, I feel a cock against my cheek. Someone is still holding my hands to the island countertop, so I have no choice but to open my mouth and start sucking.

The cock in my mouth is wide, salty, and uncut. I taste precum and it makes me greedy. I want more and try to pull it further into my mouth. I hear a laugh, and then someone grabs my hair and pulls me onto the cock until it is in my throat.

At the same time, the fingers that were rubbing my pussy have started fucking it. Again, it started with two fingers, but soon I can feel the entire hand in my cunt just pumping and pumping. I start bucking and moving so that the hand feels like it is coming towards to cock in my throat. At that moment I am nothing but mouth and cunt, and horny for more.

I pull my hands loose from the person holding them down, and pull my head off of the cock. The hand comes out of my vagina, and I open my eyes. All around me I see cock. I can’t remember who is here, I can’t remember who is who, I just want as much cock as possible and I want it now.

I start to get down on my knees to suck the cock to my left, but someone grabs my hair and pulls me out of the kitchen and into the living room. Hands everywhere pull my dress over my head, and rip the bra from my chest. Someone starts kissing me and someone else moves me over to the couch. Before I can get on the couch, one of the men sits down. He is completely naked, but all I can see is his cock. This time, the cock is not as wide, and has a big fat purple cut head. I am picked up and placed on it, and start to fuck this person whose name I can’t even remember. He starts sucking and biting my nipples, and pulls my ass cheeks open. I feel another cock against my ass and before I can say or think anything, I feel the pop; and my ass opens up to let him in.

I look around and notice the other guys standing around watching, jerking themselves off as they do. I move my head, and motion them over to the couch. I get one guy on each side and put my hands on their cocks. Then the last guy goes to the other side of the couch, and feeds me his cock.

Five cocks, all mine. They don’t see me, they just see a series of holes on a couch, and that is exactly what I want to be. I am getting fucked, and kissed, and fondled, and bitten all over, and I feel like such a slut, such a whore, but I have never been happier.

As if he is reading my mind, the man in my ass leans closer, and growls at me “Now come bitch! Come on these cocks!”

Hearing that pushes me over the edge. My pussy starts to contract and I start riding the cock in my pussy faster and faster, until someone grabs my hips and makes me remain still, as the person behind me slams into my ass. As I come, I can feel the first spurt in my mouth. I start to swallow, and more comes shooting down my throat.

My guttural moans are soon echoed by the two men beside me, and I feel each of them come on my back. The man behind me pulls out of my ass, and lifts me off of the cock I am fucking. He pushes me onto the floor, and he and the man I was just fucking stand over me with their cocks in hand.

“Get up, bitch!” says one of them, and I get on my knees. “Open!” I don’t know what he means, and he smacks me squarely on the face. “Open your goddamn mouth!”

I open my mouth and the one who slapped me comes first. He comes on my lips, my tongue, and my chin. The other man then starts to come, but comes all over my tits instead. Without prompting, I start rubbing all the come into my tits, and bring my hands up to my mouth.

I look around, and recognize all of the men I have just fucked. However, when I look in the mirror across the room, I barely recognize myself. My face is covered in come, my tits are glistening with it, my hair is messed up, and my makeup is all smeared. I am surprised at my appearance, looking like such a dirty come covered slut. More surprisingly though, is the fact that I LIKE what I see.

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Pen Pals

minivanlibertine — Sat, 28 Mar 2009 02:40:33 +0000

I walk into the hotel meeting room and feel a pit in my stomach. I have wanted to be here for so long, to finally meet you after talking online. No one here knows that I have been chatting with you, and there is no one I could tell if I wanted to. I’m a fat, minivan driving wife and mother – who would believe that I had it in me to do this, to initiate this. My friends and husband would lock me up if they had seen what I wrote to you, the horrible, nasty dirty things I told you. Women like me aren’t supposed to talk like that, not even think like that, much less send strangers pictures of their ample ass and big tits.

I see you at a table talking with a mutual friend and try to go up to introduce myself. I get nervous and turn around, but my friend sees me and waves me over. He introduces us and I feel a rush to finally see you in front of me. I look to see if you recognize my name from email correspondence, to see if there is any glimmer of recognition at all, but you just smile and nod, like you do with everyone. There is nothing in your eyes to indicate that you know who I am, that I am special, or that you were expecting me. I say nice to meet you, and feel the heat of embarrassment and shame come into my cheeks. I motion to someone else I know, and say goodbye. I feel like an idiot, like a fool. Of course you don’t know who I am.

I wander around the room, pretending that I fit in, and go to the drink table to look like I have a purpose. After stretching that out as long as possible, I decide to give up and go home. Before leaving, I go into the bathroom. When I am done, I open to door, and there you are. As I try to leave the bathroom, you are coming in. I say excuse me, you say excuse me, and you have your normal happy goofy smile. Then, it changes. In a second, the smile is gone.

You push me back in the bathroom, spin me around, put my hands behind my back and put your hand over my mouth. Don’t fucking make a noise, you cunt, you say, not a goddamn noise.

You reach up my skirt with your other hand and shove you hand in my pussy. You pull on my pussy hair and say Jesus Christ you were right, this is the most fucking pussy hair ever. Stupid whore, you tell me, you should shave that nasty cunt. No one wants to fuck a hairy cunt.

I start to whimper because this is really scaring me, it’s moving too fast, I’m married, and a billion other reasons that don’t matter now. You pull your hand out of my pussy. You spin me around and force me to my knees. You tell me Now show me that cock-sucking you bragged about so much. Show me why you think some whore I don’t know is worthy of sucking my cock. I start sucking your cock but gag on your width. You slap me in the face and say Come on bitch, try again, I know you can do it without choking.

I try to take it all in my throat, and finally do. You force me down onto your cock until I can’t breathe, and then just before I pass out, you pull me off. I gasp for air quickly before you shove me back on your cock. I start to get really wet, and reach down with my fingers to play with my own clit. However, as soon as I start to get into it, really into it, you smack my face again, pull me off your cock, and drag me over to the toilet. You force my head into the bowl and my mouth grazes the seat. You pull my panties to the side, and I say try to say no, really, I do, but you shove one of your hands in my mouth. I bite down on your thick fingers, but you don’t care. I bite harder, but it’s no use, it’s like a flea biting an elephant, you barely even notice.

My pussy is now so wet that we can both smell it. You take your cock and shove it in my dripping wet pussy. You grab my hair as you fuck me, and the pain almost makes me pass out, except that your cock feels so good that I hang on. I worry that I am going to bleed from being fucked this hard, and just as I start to I start to move with you, you abruptly pull your cock out of my pussy, and try to shove it in my ass. But even with all the lubricant from my pussy, it won’t go in. You’re too big.

You lying little bitch, you say. You kept talking about how much you like it up the ass, but you can’t even take it. You’re a fucking baby! I try to say that it’s too big, but your hand is still in my mouth. You reach over to the sink, put some lotion from the dispenser in your hand, and rub it all over your cock. You then take the hand out of my mouth, use both hands on my hips, and shove your cock hard into my ass. It hurts so much I start crying, and yet backing into it at the same time. You take your hands off my hips, reach into my shirt and start pulling my breasts out of their bra. You pull and pinch my nipples as you fuck my in the ass, and I move my own hand down to my cunt to touch my clit. That’s right, you little slut, you like this don’t you, you want this, don’t you. You stupid bitch, pretending to be so pure and so innocent with your wife and mother act. The words are flooding straight from your mouth into my brain, into my pussy so hard that I am not sure if you are saying them or if I am thinking them.

I start to come, and you have to put your hand back over my mouth to keep me from yelling so that everyone would hear. After I come, you take your cock out of my ass, spin me around and shove your cock straight from my ass into my mouth. I gobble at it like a greedy little pig, but you push me back and instead jack off onto my face.

Then, you quietly zip up, go to the sink, adjust your hair and glasses, and wash your hands. You put your finger to your lips as if to say shh and leave the room, with me on the cold tile floor, shirt open, face and neck covered with cum.

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