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A Nympho Weekend Part 1 – Meet Mr. Mudslinger
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A Nympho Weekend Part 1 – Meet Mr. Mudslinger The weekend got started with a hot morning with Super Cub. I won’t bother describing it because you can go watch some of it. Plus bonus video from a while back. Super Cub decided he likes seeing himself fucking the Nympho which made the Viking extra happy. He is always thrilled to get extra video of his new favorite porn star, his Nympho. I will freely admit that I rarely watch porn and when I do it’s almost always one of 2 things. I either watch my own videos or I watch videos on here. I like seeing real people really getting off not people being paid. Most of the time I just watch women masturbating, I don’t like most porn because there seems to be a requirement to include anal sex in every porn video. I don’t like to even watch anal sex so most porn isn’t my cup of tea. I don’t mind reading about anal sex and even get turned on reading about someone who gets off on it but I can’t watch or do. I do love watching myself getting fucked though. There’s just something extra sexy about remembering how incredible it was and all of the sensory input from the actual sex while watching it again. My primary drive in doing videos is for my Viking’s enjoyment. If he has to go without the least I can do is share the as much of my fun with him as I can. He absolutely loves watching me get off and get fucked. Who am I to deny him? I got home from the Super Cub encounter just in time to get Lil Bit off the bus and we headed out to get her registered for cheerleading along with half of the tiny po-dunk town I live in. We went out to eat afterwards and then I dropped her with her daddy for the weekend. Well not really, I would wind up having her the next day for my nieces bday party and the pool after that but it was my free weekend and I was determined to make the most of it. I had decided after updating my profile to say I was not looking anymore that I still really needed a FWB or 2 to hang out with on my free weekend nights. My Cub has my mornings booked a month in advance…lol…so there wasn’t really a serious drive for the sex. Our schedules rarely match up for us to spend time together when I’m free on the weekends. Generally he’s working or on his own dates. Over the last couple of weeks I’d combed through my hotlist and flirts for guys I thought might be compatible. I’ve been chatting with someone who hot listed me early on in my renewed search. He had me highly impressed when I realized that he was actually reading my blog and had read the entire profile. A man willing to invest the time to do those 2 things is deserving of me. I’d really enjoyed chatting with him and was very sure he & I would be great friends. What I wasn’t sure of was the sexual connection. I liked that we didn’t just talk about sex. In fact generally we talked about the rest of our lives like real friends do. I was looking forward to meeting him but frankly figured it was just going to be a good friendship. Don’t get me wrong it’s not that he’s unattractive, he’s very sexy, it’s just that normally I’m aware of the<b> sexual tension </font></b>well before I meet someone. I spoke to my Viking before I left. He laughed at me when I told him that I was sexed out and I didn’t think either of my weekend dates would be sex dates. I’d had my period all week and it had seemed over but the morning romp had restarted things. I do not have period sex for 1st sex. Still he laughed in disbelief. Yes, he knows me too well. I did have every intention of keeping my pants on for these 1st dates. We all know about the best of intentions though right? After dropping Lil Bit off I hurried home to get dressed and get the dogs taken care of so I could meet my date at 8pm. I had to tell him it would be more like 8:30 because as usual I was running late. I got ready as fast as I could and hit the road for the hour and half drive. I know for some an hour and half seems like a really long drive for a date but when you live in the sticks it isn’t. I count on having to drive a minimum of an hour to go anywhere so the extra half an hour is negligible. I was nervous as I always am with 1st meets. I pulled in the parking lot and sent a text to see if he was there already. As I was sending I noticed a nice black pick-up truck pull in 2 spaces away. Sure as shit it was him and he walked over to meet me. I was thoroughly taken off guard. He was much better looking in person than in photos and the sexual chemistry from that 1st hug in the parking lot left me scorched. I couldn’t believe I had so underestimated this guy. We headed into the sports bar for a few drinks. I need not have worried about it being an awkward meeting. We were like two long lost friends chatting it up for several hours. There were lots of touches and even a few kisses at the table. I was totally enamored and really wished Mother Nature had not decided to rear her ugly head again. He knew my no sex on 1st dates rule was flexible and wanted to know if he’d get to be an exception. I explained that I really wanted to but wasn’t in any condition. After some discussion on the topic and the discovery that we were both herbalist, we decided to head back to his place to hang out and take a smoke break. I followed him through the winding streets and arrived at his lovely home. No really, it is a lovely home on a pretty wooded cul-de-sac. I asked him if he had done the decorating and was not surprised to learn that he had. He has an adorable lab and we made friends immediately. The couch quickly turned into a make out area. He’s a very good kisser. There was some discussion of smoking or fucking first. He had me whimpering and wet on my back on the couch in no time. I could feel his hard cock grinding into me through our clothes and was on fire thinking of him sliding into me. After a bit I excused myself for the little girl’s room fervently hoping that Mother Nature had gone for good. It appeared we were in luck but I warned him that we might be in for a major mess. I could not believe he was so willing to risk that on a first encounter and generally I would have been so worried about it that I couldn’t have relaxed. Not with Mr. Mudslinger. The couch make out session continued until he pulled me up and lead me down the hall to his bed where he had a towel waiting in case of any messes. Our clothes went flying and I greedily ran my hands over his hard body. He has gorgeous chest and arms and I can’t wait until his chest hair grows out fully again so I can rub my tits and face in it. His facial hair was just enough to send shivers down my spine when I’d feel it against me. He laid me on the bed then stepped back to admire the view as I did the same. I was still a bit shocked at how badly I had underestimated my attraction to him. He continued to shock me throughout the night. He said the sexiest things to be. Don’t ask me what they were other than knowing he was enjoying my body I couldn’t tell you. My brain was already in a sex fog of want and need. Once I got his pants off, I couldn’t help but slide his cock into my mouth. His moans of approval and words of encouragement just made me wetter. He pushed me back onto the bed, spread my legs and slowly lowered his head to my pussy. I started to protest but was quickly silenced by his tongue running over my clit. I moaned and brought my hips up to meet his mouth. I remember him looking up at me with the hottest look on his face when he told me how good I tasted. It didn’t take long for his expert tongue to make me cum for the first of many times. His mouth worked its way back up my body, licking, kissing and nibbling as he went. He stopped long enough to draw my nipples into his mouth and tug just hard enough for me to feel the pull all the way to my pussy. I could taste my cum on his lips. He quickly retrieved a condom and slid his gorgeous cock into my wet waiting pussy slowly burying himself to the hilt testing to see if I could take all of him. I whimpered in anticipation of the fucking to come. His cock pushed my pussy to the limits and then he started to grind, retreat and stroke then grinding into me again. I came screaming and scratching his arms and back. I can’t remember anyone ever fucking me the way he did. I can’t imagine that there are many women that can take his cock and the deep grinding. He was a perfect fit for me and the alternating grinding and stroking had me cumming over and over again. I felt it start to build and warned him that he was going to make me squirt. When he told me how much he wanted to hear me scream again and pounded into me insuring I was indeed squirting all over his cock. At some point he flipped me over saying he wanted to watch my ass as I rode his cock. I love doggie and it was no exception with him. Thankfully he doesn’t have any neighbors really close because I was screaming in ecstasy. His cock found my g-spot with every thrust and grind of his hips. Between his hands slapping and stroking my ass and his sexy words in my ear I was constantly cumming, my knees started to shake from the intense orgasms. He laid me flat on my stomach and slid his cock into my throbbing pussy again. I squirted again and begged him to cum for me. Feeling his huge hard cock pumping into me made me cum all over again. We lay in bed basking in the afterglow. Eventually we did get up to head out on the back deck for the smoke. I loved that he was happy to keep touching me and didn’t shy away from the cuddles I get after sex. We laughed on the deck and smoked then headed back to the couch. Round 2 quickly ensued when I saw his cock twitch as he pinched and pulled my nipples watching my face closely for my reactions. I slid down his body so I could feel him get completely hard in my mouth. Back to the bedroom we headed and I climbed on top to watch him while I fucked him. Again he surprised me with a new position with me on top but my legs up and under me like I was squatting on my heels. He grabbed my hips and told me to hold on. I was shocked, not that I’d never done the position before but at how fast he had me squirting all over his cock. I came again and again shaking as I buried my head in his shoulder, biting him to keep from screaming in his ear as he drove me to another continuous orgasm all the while telling me how sexy he found me and how much he liked making me cum. He moved me to the edge of the bed and slid into me from behind so I could watch him fucking me in the mirror over his dresser. You like watching me fuck you don’t you? He asked and I came again. There is nothing sexier to me that a man who really gets off on watching and making me cum over and over. It was getting late when we stopped again for a water break and I tried to send my Viking an email to let him know that all was wet and well. I planned on leaving but round 3 commenced with me telling him I absolutely had to leave after this one. He tried to get me to stay but I had to get home for the dogs. I promised that next time I’d get a pet sitter and stay the night. I’m really looking forward to getting to spend an entire night in his bed. Waking up to a hard cock is one of my favorite things in life. I headed home at some ungodly hour of the morning. He texted me a few times on the way home to make sure I stayed awake and that to see I got home safely. I passed out the minute I hit the bed and could not muster the strength to get out of bed that morning to go see my Cub. I felt really bad canceling on him but there was no way I could drive another 3 hours round trip on the 2 hours of sleep I had. I slept all day until it was time for my niece’s bday party and even then I was 30 minutes late. I’m so glad I met him. I’m really looking forward to hanging out with him on my weekends and to the incredible sex. I’m hoping to see him over Labor Day weekend but we haven’t set any specific dates yet. Mr. Mudslinger is officially the Nympho’s new FWB. Here’s to many more fantastic nights of screaming in his arms! Kisses, LA    |
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Sounds like fun. Kisses
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FUNNIE
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Sounds awesome! I am missing my new FWB that I haven't seen in a few weeks  ***
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Lucky Mr. Mudslinger!  Thoughts from the Garden...
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