He ran to get a waterproof pet blanket from downstairs, I settled in on the couch and hit record. As always, I scream my fucking face off, and hold my breath and groan when I cum. At times you'll hear me say "wet" in between climax grunts, and that's because I've been trained to say that when I'm squirting. I'll also sometimes say "please", and that's what I say when I'm close to cumming and want to give him control of when I grip down and make a mess. Last but not least, damn... Doesn't Daddy have SUCH a sexy voice when he's got me on my back? I know... I *know*... Haha. You can check him out over at /u/WeirdlyBootiful.
Make_me_a_good_girl Erotic Audio Sex Stories 72
My sexy Daddy and I were having so much fun we forgot to start recording until we were already pretty well fucked. Oops! Also oops: we may have wrecked the mattress protector. Time for laundry. You'll notice I ask for permission to cum at times ("PLEASE...") or that I am about to cum and he feels me squeezing his cock with my Kegels so he gives me permission before I even ask ("Yes."). Also, we definitely tossed the phone around a bit in bed, and I dropped it after I took some pics of him in a very dominant position... So, apologies for the raw and unfiltered and unedited. Haha... I hope you enjoy our raw passion.
You think I need your dick? Huh? You think I'm gonna do what you say just to get a piece of that fuck stick? You think I need to put up with your unbelievable shit just to get off? You think I'm going to be GOOD for YOU?!?!? Fuck you. FUCK *YOU*. Take a fucking look. This is your goddamned competition, you piece of shit. This is how good I get off with a pillow and a fucking silicone replacement for your dick. Eat it up, because this is all you're getting today. Bet you wish you hadn't trash talked me so much now, huh, bitch? Yeah. Enjoy. I don't need your tease bullshit. I don't need your taunts or your belt photos. I don't need your fucking cock.
I post a lot of audio where I'm loudly enjoying PIV sex. Oddly, I get incredibly quiet when receiving oral even though I actually enjoy equally to PIV in many cases. Both are different kinds of pleasurable brain melting, both have very different sounding results.
I was in bed and aroused in the morning and fantasized to completion purely about oral. Enjoy the silence!
Instead of my usual habit of talking through everything and letting my mouth run, this was a more introspective and quiet quickie after some heavy teasing from a friend. I mean, quiet *for me*.
It's September 22nd, which means it is the first day of the best season of the year*. Fall! Autumnal glories are descending upon us!!
Revel in the majesty that is me sarcastically reading (and giggling along with) this article from 2009. It's the best, most coherently incoherent celebration of a season I've ever read annually for over a decade. And if that's not qualifiers enough to ensure my hyperbolic statement meets no arguments, then I don't know what kind of a world I'm living in anymore. Haha.
Happy fall, fuckheads!
*Unless you're in the southern hemisphere, in which case please forgive me for never, ever, not even once celebrating your seasons with you. What?!? That's unforgivable?!?? Shit, well... guess I'd best be leaving...
My fuck buddy for the evening fell through, but I was still raring for a railing.
Busted out an anal vibe I haven't used in a while and my longest, not girthiest, dildo. Really wanted to bruise my guts up.
Managed to deny myself vaginal penetration for 25 minutes! Damm! No wonder I was done after only a few orgasms... Denial is draining!!
I wore a bikini for the first time in at least a decade, and given the reaction I got I'll be doing it again. A sexy young man in the saunas with me tried to hide his boner and was embarrassed enough to flee the scene rather than lean into it. I was super flattered, he was gorgeous. Good thing he ran away, though, because if he was embarrassed merely at sporting wood in my presence I would have eaten him alive had I got him naked...
I spent two hours in a sensory deprivation pod and came out filled with a sense of deep gratitude and love for myself. My sleepy yawn brain wanted to talk through it, to try to capture that feeling, to bottle it and save it for a day when I am low on gratitude. My inner hippie shines through, I'm repetitive, I wax philosophical about the miracle of now, and I sing myself to sleep with a cheesey pop ballad. What can I say, life is the best high that I've ever found. *sleepy grin*
Gone Wild Audio verification post for /u/morrisog1979 August 5th, 2021.
You might have told someone you are going to fuck them senseless, or had someone tell you that you are going to be fucked senseless.
Well, due to recent forest fire smoke in my area, a sore throat at the end of a cold, and a new unstoppable fuck machine friend, I was fucked voiceless. By the end of this series you will almost be able to hear me squeaking at the top of my lungs instead of the usual screaming that I do.
It was an exceptionally good time. He showed up around 5PM, and after maybe an hour I remembered to start recording the audio. Round 3 or so. No joke.
We went at it until 10pm, with little chatty breathers every so often. Had dinner, watched a bit of MODOK on Disney+, then went to bed and proceeded to fuck for another hour. Fell asleep, and then woke up in the night to fuck again. Back to sleep, and then fucked again before his morning work call, and again afterwards. After which he, finally, crashed hard and fell asleep for three hours before he had to jet to make an appearance at work.
He described it as "tryouts". For what, I can't imagine, but it was a damn good time. So good we got together the day after for *another* three hours, during which we figured out the secret to making me squirt buckets (and I do mean BUCKETS).
I didn't record every second, but I think this is more than enough to get a feel for how things went.
First and imperfect take of an earworm of mine, but probably nobody else's. I couldn't even find an instrumental version of it to sing with. Haha. This is the 2nd track on Amos Lee's fabulous eponymous debut album from way back in 2005. Loads of other great tracks, too, but this one has been getting into my head a lot lately.
Waking up on a Saturday morning to you is the best thing I get to do. You are so amazing. You are such a joy. You are my little zen garden, you are my rock and you are my ocean. You are so many things to me. So maybe that's all I need to say. "You are. *YOU* are. You *ARE*. You. Are."
A friend was egging me on, so I busted out my Bad Dragon Tako for the first time in months. The ridges from the suckers provide incredibly inhuman and intense g-spot stimulation, and the easy taper of the tentacle slides in gently until I'm stretched to the limit with surprisingly little effort. Hefty base means you can ride it as-is.
Is there anything better than waking up next to someone that makes your world brighter and your orgasms stronger? Mmmmmhhhmmm... Maybe just one more round and then I'll make us breakfast... Daddy always knows just what his kitten wants... *swoon*
First lazy Saturday in ages. A nice morning to take a roll in the sack with my new toy. Second time with this lovely mind destroyer.
Got a new toy in the mail today. If only the mailman knew how good he was helping me feel...
Only problem now is that I need to figure out how to wash my feather filled duvet... Haha... Oof...
Been listening to Team Astro's beautiful track called "Insomnia" on repeat for days, and I've been struck by how well bits of "Keep me hanging on" by the Supremes fit in with it.
Here's my husky morning voice singing along!
Huey Lewis acapella now while 200% more drunk!!!
If this acapella cover of the Curtis Mayfield doesn't make you want to karaoke along, you're just not into fun 90's pop music. :P
There's also a really great Etta James cover of this, but this one just felt more upbeat to me in this moment.
