<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728</id><updated>2012-01-22T01:03:47.610-05:00</updated><category term='blindfolds'/><category term='leash'/><category term='glass dildo'/><category term='squirting'/><category term='formspring'/><category term='fucking'/><category term='fingering'/><category term='thong'/><category term='sex swing'/><category term='tits'/><category term='random pics'/><category term='lunchtime quickie'/><category term='bras'/><category term='cum slut'/><category term='S and M'/><category term='Celtics'/><category term='doggy style'/><category term='flower'/><category term='sub'/><category term='hand 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term='anal beads'/><category term='girl on girl'/><category term='cowgirl'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='femdom'/><category term='cock milking'/><category term='strip club'/><category term='fetlife'/><category term='doggie style'/><category term='BSDM'/><category term='pussy licking'/><category term='blow jobs'/><category term='lingerie'/><category term='pussy'/><category term='tit job'/><category term='paddle'/><category term='Bella'/><category term='jerking off'/><category term='swapping'/><category term='cock miling'/><category term='spanking'/><category term='flirting'/><category term='corsets'/><category term='sexting blogging friends'/><category term='cum swap'/><category term='lap dance'/><category term='blow job'/><category term='hard on'/><category term='exibitionism'/><category term='feet'/><title type='text'>hornynecouple</title><subtitle type='html'>Thirty something couple married for over 10 years, who are exploring their kinky side and want to share it with you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>192</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-2154684858508798783</id><published>2012-01-14T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T15:01:43.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, I have a sex blog?</title><content type='html'>Ok who missed us? Sorry we have not been around, lots of life stuff happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V-gw6gMJ1ak/TxHdfIcVHYI/AAAAAAAABEA/Fv62hlBELFE/s1600/2012-01-14_11-04-55_870.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V-gw6gMJ1ak/TxHdfIcVHYI/AAAAAAAABEA/Fv62hlBELFE/s400/2012-01-14_11-04-55_870.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-thKPz7-3hGE/TxHdjItWmdI/AAAAAAAABEI/gVSAhThy7-o/s1600/2012-01-14_11-05-29_440.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-thKPz7-3hGE/TxHdjItWmdI/AAAAAAAABEI/gVSAhThy7-o/s400/2012-01-14_11-05-29_440.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ive lost about 50 lbs since July with eating healthier, and running 5 days a week. :) So there is that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Also, on the sexy front, we are going out with another couple for the 1st time tonight. This will be only our 2nd time ever going out with a couple that has an interest in us. They have been asking us out for a while, but we have been gun shy to go out with anyone else. We decided it cant hurt to meet and have some dinner. They have been very sweet to us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Also some big life news maybe, which will effect anything we do with another couple anyways...another reason why we have been gun shy.... stay tuned...though it may be a bit :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks to anyone that is still left around and reads this! Have a sexy weekend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;C-Man﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-2154684858508798783?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/2154684858508798783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2012/01/hey-i-have-sex-blog.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2154684858508798783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2154684858508798783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2012/01/hey-i-have-sex-blog.html' title='Hey, I have a sex blog?'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V-gw6gMJ1ak/TxHdfIcVHYI/AAAAAAAABEA/Fv62hlBELFE/s72-c/2012-01-14_11-04-55_870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-4254694067014502446</id><published>2011-09-24T00:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T00:46:32.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bella in Boston</title><content type='html'>I sent &lt;a href="http://beingbella2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bella&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;a text. "Im here. Walking towards your hotel now". I get back "YEA! you made great time, ok, headng out of the convention center now, meet you out in front" I did make good time it was only 9:30 am, I thought it would be 10 before I got there. Bonus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ten minutes later "I, ah, cant find a way out, it may be a few more minutes!" Which makes me smile. Ah those adorable small town girls in the big city. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I catch a glimpse of her, sauntering towards me. I forgotten how much, I even just liked to watch her walk. So tall, beautiful, southern. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contrast was beautiful. All the hustling Bostonians rushing about, and Bella just taking her time to get to me. I was taking all of her in. Finally, she got to me, a BIG hug, and then up to show her me her room, get situated, and hit the town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To back up a bit...... Bella and I had talked and flirted about what kind of fun adult time we would have this day. (trips been in the works for months) But a few days before the trip, she told me, she couldn't play, because she was going in part, because a family members work was paying for it, and it made her feel weird. Not much I could do about it, so I said ok, it would just be a fun time showing her around my favorite city. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up to her room, I put my stuff down, she showed me the room, and then her awesome view of the harbor. As she stood at the window, I slipped my arms around her, enjoying the view. She pulled me close. Turned into my arms, and we kissed. A switch was then thrown. I was in sudden DOM mode. I had her around the throat. Slapping her face. Kissing her hard. She put up little resistance. Soon her hand found her way to my cock, grabbing at it through my shorts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gowled in her ear, with my hand around her throat "you want THAT cock dont, you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She whispered "yes, very much"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pushed her to her knees, and my cock into her mouth. I fucked her mouth, and made her beg for my cock, while&amp;nbsp;I called her my little slut. "cant resist me, can you? " "no" she said, as she looked up at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what were you thinking? Telling me you werent going to fuck me!" I demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"im sorry" she said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made her get naked, and I pulled her over to the chair, and&amp;nbsp;I sat down, with her between my legs kneeling, suckng my cock. I then pulled her up, and across my lap. Holding her down with one hand, spanking her with the other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making her beg to swallow my cum. Telling her she didnt deserve it. Not wanting to fuck me. Not wanting my cock. Each&amp;nbsp;sentence, ending with a hard spank to her ass. Getting it nice and red. Very red. At this point she started to cry. I didnt care. I pushed her back down, and asked her if she wanted to swallow my cum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes sir, very much,&amp;nbsp;I want it bad" she said. "well get to it" I said. And she did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you follow Bellas blog, you know she has a hard time swallowing. Not this time. Every drop. With ease. While crying. When&amp;nbsp;I was done, I pulled her up, into my arms. She sobbed even louder. I held her, told her how much I cared for her. I asked her if she was ok. she said "more than ok, im good". Through the tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then went into the bathroom to clean up, so we could explore the town. She was still crying in the bathroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all new to her and I. We both are exploring this together. I asked her a couple of times if she was ok, and she said yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked at how much I liked her crying, releasing emotion. More than I would of thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was angry at her a little bit. She had started to make plans with &lt;a href="http://beingbella2.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-all-so-like-totally-high-school.html"&gt;Jake&lt;/a&gt; again. Someone who had stood her up, 3-4 times already. I was kinda mad. Your gonna give THAT guy a chance this week....A guy who wont drive across town for you? Take one measley afternoon off? But Ive flown, driven, taken personal days and vacation days to hang with you. But your going to do him this week, but come to Boston, and not play with me? I know inside&amp;nbsp;I was hurt and mad a little. I think some of it came from there, but... Im not entirely sure. As I dont get to explore that side of me very often, its hard to be sure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the hotel room... So we clean up, and head out to explore the city. We aren't a minute outside the hotel, walking into the Beauty that is Boston, and Bella reaches down and holds my hand. And squeezes my arm. And I know shes ok. More than ok. We hold hands for a lot of the day. It was really sweet and nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have an awesome time exploring the city, and then that night, have explosive sex in her hotel room, once in the chair, and twice in the bed. Explosive passionate sex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella is an amazing, beautiful, sexy, smart, passionate, quirky, fun, and sassy woman who I always have an amazing time with. One day in Boston was sooooo short. Cant wait to see her again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly we see Bellas amazing Ass, nice and red after being spanked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7qsBEeDR7hk/Tn1fPXEk33I/AAAAAAAABD8/KfCrs_NPGDc/s1600/ass.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7qsBEeDR7hk/Tn1fPXEk33I/AAAAAAAABD8/KfCrs_NPGDc/s320/ass.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-4254694067014502446?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/4254694067014502446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/09/bella-in-boston.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4254694067014502446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4254694067014502446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/09/bella-in-boston.html' title='A Bella in Boston'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7qsBEeDR7hk/Tn1fPXEk33I/AAAAAAAABD8/KfCrs_NPGDc/s72-c/ass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-2617389886371528161</id><published>2011-07-05T00:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T00:42:19.930-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swinging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camping'/><title type='text'>Is summer the time for Swinging???</title><content type='html'>I mean obviously, who doesn't like to take a good swing on a swing in the summer.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I meant was.... our account on an adult site, has not received much action in a long time. Then all of a sudden in the last few weeks, we are getting hits and emails like crazy. I'm talking like 15-20. From zero, for months. Maybe its the warm weather?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I notice a lot, like 75% ask if we go camping. We dont. M is a 4 star hotel and up kinda girl. So that ends a lot of conversations. Weird? I don't know.. just random thoughts from me tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-2617389886371528161?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/2617389886371528161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/07/is-summer-time-for-swinging.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2617389886371528161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2617389886371528161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/07/is-summer-time-for-swinging.html' title='Is summer the time for Swinging???'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-772312249921020164</id><published>2011-07-04T22:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T22:36:20.043-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard in Hornynecouples home tonight....</title><content type='html'>As the fireworks from our town were booming over our house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as M is cumming on my tongue as I lick her pussy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I told you it would be so good you would hear explosions tonight!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-772312249921020164?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/772312249921020164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/07/overheard-in-hornynecouples-home.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/772312249921020164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/772312249921020164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/07/overheard-in-hornynecouples-home.html' title='Overheard in Hornynecouples home tonight....'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-5974879402932110854</id><published>2011-07-03T23:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T23:08:42.142-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex swing'/><title type='text'>What do you win as a door prize at a swingers club?</title><content type='html'>Why a Sex Swing of course! And yes we won it! We wont tell you what we did to win it, but we did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A3BsuaxhcKM/ThEuRCYyycI/AAAAAAAABD4/RKYUZ86oP7k/s1600/swing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A3BsuaxhcKM/ThEuRCYyycI/AAAAAAAABD4/RKYUZ86oP7k/s400/swing.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry we have not posted much, but there has not been a lot to post about. Hopefully things will spice up soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-5974879402932110854?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/5974879402932110854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-do-you-win-as-door-prize-at.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5974879402932110854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5974879402932110854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-do-you-win-as-door-prize-at.html' title='What do you win as a door prize at a swingers club?'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A3BsuaxhcKM/ThEuRCYyycI/AAAAAAAABD4/RKYUZ86oP7k/s72-c/swing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-7909843910684265904</id><published>2011-03-24T02:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T02:11:58.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When your, not really a swinger.......</title><content type='html'>So heres the thing. M and I never ever thought we would be "swingers". Or, im not even sure of the term I want to use. Except for, when we discussed it, it was always one of 2 things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wouldnt it be fun, to do it once?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wouldnt it be fun, to find a couple that are like us? Not really experienced in it, want to explore, but do want to sort of keep it between us? Ie, not have&amp;nbsp;to worry about other people in the mix? And condoms, and disease, and the rest that goes into it, when you start to expand how many people you play with. Your sleeping with, whoever your steady play partners are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happens when you find yourself in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A great relationship with an amazing couple, who have become good friends, who....want to play with other people too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, no one wants to have that conversation. Did you have fun? Did you wrap it? Were u careful? Fluids get exchanged? Did you get a medical history? Anything else I need to know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add in, that for right now there is some medical issues with M and I, where we can NOT risk our health at the moment, and expose ourselves&amp;nbsp;to new people. even 2nd hand new people. Is that even a term? I have no idea....its such a weird place to be in mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw in a growing Dom/sub relationship, where sharing is not exactly&amp;nbsp;helping the "Dom" stay, in a "Dom" frame of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix in a little emotion,&amp;nbsp;I mean these are people you have regularly been playing with for a year now, how are you supposed to feel when new people get added on your play partners side?&amp;nbsp;especially when it means you would have to stop playing with them most likely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was there a manual that got handed out, and we didnt get it? maybe a handout?&amp;nbsp; a PDF file? Guidelines?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would have to deal with these things. Ever. Its a weird weird place sometimes. Does make for some doozy conversations though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-7909843910684265904?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/7909843910684265904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-your-not-really-swinger.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7909843910684265904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7909843910684265904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-your-not-really-swinger.html' title='When your, not really a swinger.......'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-8718369047246147231</id><published>2011-03-24T00:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:59:49.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3, let the real fun begin.</title><content type='html'>Ill be honest, I dont even remember getting the leash, or how it got in my hand. All I remember was, it was time. I told Bella to go get the collar I had bought her months before. I put it on her. Slowly..... savioring the moment. A few minor adjustments, and I clicked the leash on, and....... everything changed. She was mine. She couldnt get away, and oh, she tried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never done this before. I didnt know what to expect. It was a sexual high, such a feeling of power and control. I could pull her and put her any way iIwanted. Sucking my cock, kissing me, on all floors, on the floor. It was so easy. She tried fighting back, getting away.&amp;nbsp;I could see a change in her, literally a fire in her eyes, a passion, knowing, she was all mine, when she stopped trying to pull away, she would come in for the most passionate, hot, powerful kiss I have ever recieved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And using it to fuck her from behind??? The combination of it choking her, giving me leverage to penetrate her very deep, and the beautiful view I had before me... intoxicating. I liked this C-Man. I liked the power the control, the moans of passion from Bella as I spanked her, pulled her, choked her, to get and take what I wanted, when and how I wanted it from her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we collapse in each others arms, and snuggle quietly for a long time. I asked if she was ok.... she purred "I am perfect". We discussed what we liked, didnt like, wanted more of, wanted to explore next time, and just how amazing that was, and how it was what we both had wanted, and had never found before. Quite a moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know what to expect going in. How much would I like it? Ive thought about it a long time. How much would Bella like it? Would we click? Could I give her what she needed? Would we be a good match?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved who I transformed into during our play. How it felt. I want more of it. I loved how Bella reacted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to things, saved for another post for another day, Im not sure how much we will ever get to do this again. All I know is, I want to explore more with her if I can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-8718369047246147231?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/8718369047246147231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-3-let-real-fun-begin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/8718369047246147231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/8718369047246147231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-3-let-real-fun-begin.html' title='Day 3, let the real fun begin.'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-667654864297396680</id><published>2011-03-18T02:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:31:02.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2, Kitchen Floor and more....</title><content type='html'>So Day 2 started with Bella and I out early in the morning, and heading back to their place mid morning. Again, I am on Bella as soon as the door shuts. I have her pinned against the wall, kissing, my hands exploring, choking, controlling. Over to the counter, I rip her clothes off, and force her spread eagle and buck naked on it. I slide my cock right in. Bella moans with every thurst. Begging me to take her harder. Thats where we start to play the game of Bella on her knees sucking her juices off my cock, to back up and fucking me on the counter. While sucking my cock, on her knees, she looked so good, so I pushed her to all fours, and took her from behind on the floor... but then I realized... why am I doing all the work? So I pull her into my lap, and slip my cock in, while shes in my lap, and I am sitting on the floor. She rocks back and forth on my cock, while we make out. I push her back, and fuck her hard. She uses the counter for leverage, and its a pretty intense and deep position.&lt;br /&gt;I grab her by the hair, and move her to the couch, where I want my cock in her mouth for a while. She thinks I want to fuck again, but I dont let her. I let her climb up, and straddle my cock, and squeeze my cock with her pussy, but only allow her to kiss me. Finally i throw her over the arm of the couch, and i get off the couch, and enter her from behind, sideways, on the side of the couch. It allows me to hold her down, choke her, and for deep penatration. Bella is in heaven, trying to scream for more, with my hands around her throat. She screams my name, as I cum. We collapse into each other, and finally work our way into the bedroom, where we had really nice, sweet, long, slow, passionate session, where Bella got to cum a couple of times, and talk about what happened on the couch and the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like being able to talk afterwards. Its a big deal for me, giving me insight on how to make each time better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a nap in each others arms, we worked our way to the bathroom where we fucked on the sink, and in the shower. Also in the shower, we washed, soaped, massaged, and rinsed each other off. It was soooo nice, I loved it. Feeling Bellas hands all over me, exploring me, just taking our time in the shower. It was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next, is day 3, and the collar and leash come out to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;C-Man out!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-667654864297396680?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/667654864297396680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-2-kitchen-floor-and-more.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/667654864297396680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/667654864297396680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-2-kitchen-floor-and-more.html' title='Day 2, Kitchen Floor and more....'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-2572128875986387013</id><published>2011-03-17T02:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:32:49.768-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Your So Mean"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://beingbella2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bella&lt;/a&gt; said, as she squirmed in her seat., trying to concentrate on driving up to her place from the airport. She said it again, through soft moans, as I played with her exposed nipples, pussy, and kissed her oh so sexy neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is only the beginning of the mean things im going to do to you" I said with a smirk. "I know" Bella said a sparkly glint in her eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to back track, we have been slowly building for months to experiment in some Dom and sub play, we so BOTH we looking forward to exploring this new territory between us. Very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrive at their beautiful abode, and Bella needed to get some work done, before we could play....BUT, that didnt happen...as soon as we were in the door, I pinned her to the counter top island, hiked up her dress and plunged my cock in her, while holding her down. She was not expecting it. She let out a yelp, and moan, like ive never heard. I started to pound her hard. She was screaming for me to fuck her, to take what was mine, yes,yes,yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled out and pushed her to the floor, and made her suck her juices off my cock. Then I ripped that dress off her, and dragged her by her hair to the next room, where I could sit in the chair and have her suck my cock. I had her alternate between sucking me, and getting up on my cock in my lap, but not fucking me. Just me filling up her with my cock, while we kissed. She tried hard to buck and fuck me, but I just held her firm, with my cock planted as deep as possible in her as we kissed. I then pulled her over to the coffee table, threw her down on it, ass exposed. The table made it easy to wrap my arms around her, and the table, locking her in place under me. It also allowed me to pull her (and the table) into me. Deep and hard, with no where to go. She moaned louder and louder the harder I fucked her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally released her, and went back over to the chair, where I was going to cum in her mouth. She tried hard to swallow all of my load, but failed in the end. She got spanked later for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4lb4zMtfuBs/TYGhrfYLRsI/AAAAAAAABDU/QSATNGoscqk/s1600/2011-02-18_13-10-59_773.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4lb4zMtfuBs/TYGhrfYLRsI/AAAAAAAABDU/QSATNGoscqk/s400/2011-02-18_13-10-59_773.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to the bedroom where we cuddled, and talked about what had just happened. That led to some good old fashioned vanilla fucking, her vibe, and her cumming on my cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All and all, a good 1st day, and I become more and more aware of how much I loved Domming Bella, and that part of our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-2572128875986387013?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/2572128875986387013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/03/your-so-mean.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2572128875986387013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2572128875986387013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/03/your-so-mean.html' title='&quot;Your So Mean&quot;'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4lb4zMtfuBs/TYGhrfYLRsI/AAAAAAAABDU/QSATNGoscqk/s72-c/2011-02-18_13-10-59_773.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-7723051583556576409</id><published>2011-03-03T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T20:17:58.039-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blow jobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='S and M'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sub'/><title type='text'>100,000 HITS!</title><content type='html'>Wow. 100,000 hits. We are &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;blown away&lt;/b&gt; by that. Seriously. We never thought anyone would care about anything we had to say, or look at our pics. We are just the avg. married couple, and never thought anyone would want to read about us! We really appreciate every comment and every time anyone takes the time to visit our blog. A big thank you to all our readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I owe some posts about my time with the most amazing &lt;a href="http://beingbella2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bella&lt;/a&gt; . Bella has already started to post about it, so go check her out, you wont be disappointed :) You will get my views soon about my 1st real extended time, ever getting to be a Dom. I have had Dom thoughts and feelings for a very long time (20 years at least), but never really got to explore it. Esp, not with the right person. I found the right person for me this time. Boy did I. I never realized how much I craved exploring this side of me, until Bella came into my life. I have found the perfect person to explore with. Oh, and I have a decent amount of pics this time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of being &lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;blown away&lt;/b&gt;, here are 2 pics of blow jobs I have received (from Bella and M) in the last few weeks as reward for being our faithful readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I picked red to match Bellas nail polish.. :) I love my cum over Bellas fingers...if you keep track of her blog, you know she has a hard time swallowing, and we are working on her getting better at it.. :) As you can see, she let a little dribble out. She did swallow all of me a couple of times (fist pump!), but more on that in future posts! In her defense I am a heavy cummer as Bella and M can attest to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZupTkQgJj_I/TXAwavmptfI/AAAAAAAABDM/ZAUir7zy40I/s1600/2011-02-18_13-10-54_874.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZupTkQgJj_I/TXAwavmptfI/AAAAAAAABDM/ZAUir7zy40I/s400/2011-02-18_13-10-54_874.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fRl3qa74AU8/TXAwhdcJjTI/AAAAAAAABDQ/SZifXdLRWwY/s1600/2011-02-25_18-17-33_315.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fRl3qa74AU8/TXAwhdcJjTI/AAAAAAAABDQ/SZifXdLRWwY/s400/2011-02-25_18-17-33_315.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned! C-Man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-7723051583556576409?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/7723051583556576409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/03/100000-hits.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7723051583556576409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7723051583556576409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/03/100000-hits.html' title='100,000 HITS!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZupTkQgJj_I/TXAwavmptfI/AAAAAAAABDM/ZAUir7zy40I/s72-c/2011-02-18_13-10-54_874.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-1178813561321910868</id><published>2011-02-22T01:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:35:46.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok just a tease of whats to cum, and ill do my best to get my posts up in a timely fashion this time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have quite a few pics this time as well. You can thank me later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, heres just a little tease, to set up the 5 day trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I land, I text Bella, I'm getting off the plane, and I'm headed out, because each time before we just got picked up at the curb. To my pleasant surprise, she had parked and was waiting for me by baggage! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I headed down the escalator, and she is slowly coming into view, feet to head...I catch my breath at how stunning she looks...and just as I recover.....she turns and walks towards the other escalators, where a different plane was coming down! So, I see my chance! I hurry my pace, and try to catch up to her before she sees me. She stops waiting, thinking im coming down with those other people....like a good running back, I use them as a shield, setting up my blocks, til I am right behind her. I grab her by the hair with one hand, and slide my other hand around her sexy waist and pull her in for a kiss....her cute yelp turns into a moan of hello, as she realizes its me, and pulls me close.&lt;br /&gt;So off we go to the car, where we ahh....couldn't wait...and before you know it, we are making out like high schoolers in the car in the short term parking lot. Where I discover under that dress Bella is wearing nothing. Her pussy is soaking, and I easily slip a finger or 2 in. Its hazy at this point but we spent at least 45 minutes kissing, fingering, stroking, touching, sucking, at one point a vibe was out, and the windows were..... completely steamed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We compose ourselves and head out. Best airport greeting, ever. We "may" of checked out an adult store and a 5 Guys before heading finally to her place. Its a bit of a drive, where I got too, tease her pretty bad as she drove. As she squirmed... I do believe she said "Your so&amp;nbsp; Mean!" a few times with a sparkle in her eye as I played with her exposed nipples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Man, its been hot and steamy already, and we have not even got back to her place yet, its going to be one hell of a 5 day trip, and let me tell you...... it..... was. Amazing trip. Had an amazing time. It going to be hard to put into words...or formulate what I want to say in any coherent form. I cant thank Bella enough for such a great time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hope to tell you more soon! Speaking of &lt;a href="http://beingbella2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bella&lt;/a&gt; go check her out, shes already let some of the cat out of the bag so to speak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Xoxoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;C-Man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-1178813561321910868?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/1178813561321910868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-backhttpwwwbloggercompost.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/1178813561321910868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/1178813561321910868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-backhttpwwwbloggercompost.html' title='Im back!!!!!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-1996359110508437559</id><published>2011-02-16T05:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T05:17:10.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont be jealous but</title><content type='html'>im about the head to the airport to spend 5 days with this hot chick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beingbella2.blogspot.com/?zx=e91213047585cdc5"&gt;Hot chick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you in 5 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-1996359110508437559?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/1996359110508437559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/02/dont-be-jealous-but.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/1996359110508437559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/1996359110508437559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/02/dont-be-jealous-but.html' title='Dont be jealous but'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-7609179375559486195</id><published>2011-01-29T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T16:41:44.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>M and Mr. Man's alone time....as I remember it anyway</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know it's been a while since I have posted anything and a good month and a half since we've seen our favorite couple.&amp;nbsp; I just have not felt in the writing mood, so some of the events may not be in the right order or even coherent.&amp;nbsp; As C-Man has already mentioned, Bella &amp;amp; Mr. Man picked us up at the airport and then we all headed out to breakfast.&amp;nbsp; After breakfast, we headed back to their home.&amp;nbsp; C-Man excused himself to use the restroom.&amp;nbsp; I don't remember how long he was gone before I realized Bella had also disappeared.&amp;nbsp; Mr. Man&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; I were making small talk when he said something like&amp;nbsp;are you gonna kiss me or am I getting a kiss.&amp;nbsp; Dang that boy&amp;nbsp;is so hot &amp;amp; sweet.&amp;nbsp; How could a girl say no to that.&amp;nbsp; Mmmmmm.&amp;nbsp; He's got the softest, most kissable lips (besides C-Man of course!)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After a bit of making out in ther kitchen, Mr. Man was saying we should go find our spouses.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;went to my suitcase, pulled out one of my new corsets, and proceded to follow that sexy man.&amp;nbsp; It didn't take long to find the two of them half naked &amp;amp; sprawled all over&amp;nbsp;their bed making out. First thing I did was take my shirt &amp;amp; bra off and start putting on my corset. I do remember&amp;nbsp;needing a bit of help with all the&amp;nbsp;hooks.&amp;nbsp; Once it was on gthe rest of my clothes fell to the floor and I joined everyone on the bed.&amp;nbsp; Even though it was the four of us, we did pretty much stay swapped with the others spouses.&amp;nbsp; Honestly, I don't remember sequence, positions, etc, but I do remembering non-stop cumming on my part.&amp;nbsp; Which pretty much leads me to become quite introverted &amp;amp; enjoy myself &amp;amp; sometimes tune everything around me out.&amp;nbsp; I know that I kissed the beautiful Bella and that I enjoyed C-Man kissing her &amp;amp; touching her &amp;amp; fuckking her it was so hot.&amp;nbsp; But really I only remember brief instances of that. I was busy concentrating on what Mr. Man was doing to me &amp;amp; what I was doing to Mr. Man.&amp;nbsp; That boy can keep on going like the energizer bunny.&amp;nbsp; I kept cumming in a continuous wave &amp;amp; did not want it to stop.&amp;nbsp; The only thing I regret about the afternoon was not really getting "girl time" in.&amp;nbsp; Bella is one amazing woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So after our bedroom adventure, it was quite easy to transition to the friend mode.&amp;nbsp; We hung out a bit at their house &amp;amp; chatted, etc.&amp;nbsp; Next thing, we picked up kiddo &amp;amp; headed to dinner.&amp;nbsp; I was great interacting with their little one, so much personality.&amp;nbsp; After dinner, we all headed to the hotel so we could explore it a bit before mine &amp;amp; Mr. Man's hotel night.&amp;nbsp; We all wandered around a bit.&amp;nbsp; It was getting late so Bella &amp;amp; C-Man took kiddo home.&amp;nbsp; Once they were gone &amp;amp; we were alone, Mr. Man leaned in and gave me nice kiss.&amp;nbsp; I was taken by surprise since we were in public, in his town.&amp;nbsp; I thought it was a bold &amp;amp; hot move on his part.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We wandered a bit more on our own &amp;amp; then headed to our room.&amp;nbsp; Oddly it felt rather casual.&amp;nbsp; Not like, there's a man in your room that isn't your husband who you&amp;nbsp;are gonna fuck tonight, and you'll be together. Alone. All night.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't sure what to think about this at first when we originally discussed possible options for the weekend.&amp;nbsp; I tend not to be more emotionally attached to situations &amp;amp; can separate the sex from the relationship.&amp;nbsp; I believe that Mr. Man is more like me in that respect.&amp;nbsp; So my train of thought was, after we finish fucking, what the hell are we gonna do with each other until round 2, 3, 7 or whatever?&amp;nbsp; We both just wanted showers at that point after our afternoon activities.&amp;nbsp; Once we were both clean, it was time to get dirty again ;)&amp;nbsp; That boy can sure kiss &amp;amp; could certainly bring any girl to her knees.&amp;nbsp; That's pretty all I needed to get me in the mood really. I couldn't tell you what time we finally went to sleep because we couldn't find a clock in the room but I would have to guess it was pretty late, I know I slept well that night.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and if you were wondering, we didn't have any problems getting along alone :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The next morning we pretty much continue were we left off the night before.&amp;nbsp; And before we know it, it's getting close to noon.&amp;nbsp; We get ready &amp;amp; head out to meet our gang for lunch.&amp;nbsp; We spend the afternoon with kiddo &amp;amp; have a blast waiting for Bella &amp;amp; C-Man to head to the hotel for their night together.&amp;nbsp; Once kiddo was in bed, I think we stayed up a bit watching tv or something then eventually headed to bed ourselves.&amp;nbsp; I honestly wasn't expecting anything sexual to happen with kiddo in the house, but I was wrong.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed myself a couple more times &amp;amp; I hope he did too.&amp;nbsp; Eventually he drifted off to sleep &amp;amp; I was wide awake making friends with the cat all night.&amp;nbsp; Even though it sounds weird, I was actually quite comfortable.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So another morning I wake up next to a strange man.&amp;nbsp; All I'm wondering is how C-Man's night went, hoping they had a great time.&amp;nbsp; Also kiddo wakes up with much energy &amp;amp; enthusium &amp;amp; is running around the house, so cute.&amp;nbsp; We play, draw, color &amp;amp; read books.&amp;nbsp; I had an equally great time with kiddo as I did with her parents.&amp;nbsp; That may sound weird, but the lines were not blurred here.&amp;nbsp; When we were clothed there was no funny business going on in front of kiddo or others.&amp;nbsp; We are all adults &amp;amp; know what is basically right &amp;amp; wrong for those of you judging this situation.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The three of us head out to lunch where we will meet up with Bella &amp;amp; C-Man.&amp;nbsp; We will be flying out later that day so we just&amp;nbsp;want to enjoying regular time with our friends.&amp;nbsp; It was a great weekend overall.&amp;nbsp; The only thing I was disappointed about was being on vacation with my husband &amp;amp; not spending much time with him.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-7609179375559486195?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/7609179375559486195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/01/m-and-mr-mans-alone-timeas-i-remember.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7609179375559486195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7609179375559486195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/01/m-and-mr-mans-alone-timeas-i-remember.html' title='M and Mr. Man&apos;s alone time....as I remember it anyway'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-2976127465080191413</id><published>2011-01-27T19:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T19:17:59.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a Night of 1sts.....</title><content type='html'>The 1st time Bella cums with me, and the 1st night spent together as a full swap, sort of, but ill get to that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, it was also a night of, traffic and long lines. We have hoped to explore the hotel as a 4some and their kiddo, but it took FOREVER to get in there. All in all, it was a brief stay, with &lt;a href="http://beingbella2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bella &lt;/a&gt;and I taking their kiddo back home, so Mr. Man and M could enjoy their night in the hotel. We got back late, and kiddo was already out. By the time we headed to Bellas bedroom, its approaching midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, the details are hazy, and we are tired. There was a lot of touching, kissing, licking, and some fucking. Bella makes sure I get off, and then lays back, and before I know it, a vibe appears and shes using it on her clit. As she starts, she tells me, its about time she cums for me. This will be a 1st for us, I have never seen her cum, and I've never seen her use her vibe. OMG. That vibe works wonders, and quickly she is on edge. I'm whispering how hot she is, how beautiful she is, and I cant wait to see her cum in her ear....but at the same time, I want to be a part too, so I decide to insert 2 fingers into her extremely wet pussy, to see whats going on. I quickly find her G spot, and I am greeted by Bella yelling at me, OH YES RIGHT THERE, RIGHT THERE!!!! So, I do what im told, and keep fingering that spot. Bella explodes. Massive, body shaking, all over, orgasm. Screaming my name as she cums. Its an amazing thing to watch/feel/be a part of. Even more amazing, as she cums, she literally pulls me into her, arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me close. SOOOOO hot. One of the hottest things I've ever seen (til tomorrow night and the next morning that is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella then curls into a ball, a mess of tired and tingly from the orgasm, trying to catch her breath. At this point, I'm, not sure what to do. So I wrap in behind her, stroking her arm and leg. No real response. I'm concerned, I'm not doing what she needs. Finally, after what seems like forever, I ask if shes ok. She looks up all sweaty, hair stuck to her face, with a sly smile, and says "of course baby". I ask if what I'm doing is what she needs/is ok.. she purrs 'Perfect" "hold me closer". Who am I to say No? So I pull her even closer. We cuddle for a while, and know we need to get some sleep. 2 year olds get up, very early. We drift off for a bit....and I wake up to Bella leaving the bedroom...sayin "you breathe/snore too loud for me"... and with that...is.....gone. So I end up, sleeping in their bed.......alone. On our 1st night together. It was weird, and not what I had hoped for. I had hoped for a night of Bella in my arms, or curled up, wrapped up, with me. Sigh. Oh well, guess it wasnt meant to be. So thats that. Our 1st night together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, Bella and I's alone time in the hotel the next night. Lots to talk about there. I'm hoping Bella does 1st. There is more "1sts", domming, more of Bella cumming, and pics (so lets hope Bella posts!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, probably some talk about feelings, the future, and whats up next too. Oh, and what were MY&amp;nbsp; highlights of the trip....from the sexy, to the amazing time I had with their little one.Maybe. If your nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-2976127465080191413?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/2976127465080191413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/01/night-of-1sts.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2976127465080191413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2976127465080191413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/01/night-of-1sts.html' title='a Night of 1sts.....'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-4289788129775723254</id><published>2011-01-21T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T20:27:55.642-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We meet again.....</title><content type='html'>I guess ive put off this 1st post long enough. Not sure how many there will be about this trip, but heres the 1st one at least. These posts will definitely be jumbled and bounce from topic to topic, so bear with me, as there is a lot going on. Combine that with, I dont know how much &lt;a href="http://beingbella2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bella&lt;/a&gt; is going to tell you, nor how much I am willing to tell as well....With that caveat, here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrive, and its like we have never left. Old friends meeting again. We head off to our favorite place to get breakfast in their town, have a lovely meal and conversation, and then head off to their humble new abode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get the tour, hang out for a bit, and then I go out to use their bathroom. Their master bathroom. Which btw, is stunning, and bigger than our actual bedroom, and possibly any room in our apartment. So I may have lingered in there, longer than normal, just to soak it all in, and dream. I finally head out, and I see Bella at the far end of her bed, like, arranging her sock drawer or something. Trying to look all innocent. But i knew why she was there. :) Oh, to back up, on the ride back to their place, I had been giving her a neck massage, because her neck hurt, and at some point I got a txt that said "your massage made me really wet". So, I was kinda clued in.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I walked over to her, and before I know it, shes in my arms, and we are kissing. Next thing I know, shes on the bed, and we are both half naked. Things, then, get hazy. The details are fuzzy. I do know at some point, M and Mr. Man wonder in, M has somehow undressed and is now in a corset (did that happen in the kitchen?) and are on the bed next to us. Everything is a blur....a hand there, lips here....ill hit some high lights. I remember Mr. Man reaching over and playing with Bellas tits, as i fingered her, as M was on top riding his cock. I remember Mr Man and M playing with Bellas pussy as I kissed her, and her moans as M added her hand to Mr. Mans. I remember being between Bellas legs, face buried, and M coming over and making out while I was down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the last thing I remember from the 4some was this. M is on top, riding Mr. Man. I decide to fuck Bella from behind, and we were right next to them at the time. I know, Mr. Man loves looking at Bella when she is getting fucked by another guy. So i was "trying" to be accommodating but rolling Bella over, so her face was basically right next to Mr. Man. But for some reason she was fighting me, not listening, or simply trying to go in the other direction. Finally my strength won out, and I got her rolled over on all fours, with her face right next to Mr. Man. So I am watching Mr. Man get ridden by M, while Mr. Man is squeezing Bellas tits, and then they kiss deeply and hard,(Bella and Mr. Man) as im fucking Bella from behind. And image burned into my mind. So surreal, yet so comfortable. They are an amazing couple, as our lovers, and our good friends...... which leads too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip was quite different. We got to meet their beautiful daughter. She was soooo fun to hang out with and play with! It was great to get to see her in person, and not just pics and videos. Shes just like mommy and daddy. I had fun reading her a book 30 times, and making her laugh, and playing catch, and drawing, and esp. dancing! Its hard to imagine before we know it, we will have known this great couple for almost a year. We have grown very close as friends. Esp, Bella and I. . We have become very good friends and part of our daily lives. I really enjoy my daily chats with her about anything from current events to feminine hygiene issues. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the plan was for Bella and I to hang out at their place with their Kiddo night #1, while Mr. Man and M enjoyed a very nice hotel night one, and then we would switch for night #2, and that part all worked out great. Gave everyone alone time, and gave M and I an even better chance to know their daughter 1 on 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think thats it for now. But things for me to talk about/or not talk about in the next post of 2 would be of course Bellas and I alone time, those 2 nights. What happened? As a for instance, up until this point, in our other meetings, Bella had never cum. She came 4 times with me this trip. An amazing experience for me. But im not sure how much of it im gonna talk about, but its in my head. What else, what else... oh yeah, there was the whole S and M stuff we did, but again, its pretty private and personal stuff for Bella to talk about, but its some hot stuff, let me tell you. So ill kind of base what I tell you, off what she tells you, our fine readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, there is the topic of progression... and the title of Bellas post......where IS this progressing? There are 2 diverging paths crossing here, and at times, the elephant in the room. Bella and Mr. Man, never got into this, for a long term, make friends, close ties, type of thing. They want to be able to explore, enjoy the newness and excitement of new people, experiences, etc. M and I, are in this to find A couple, one, that we can bond with, grow with, and feel safe with. We never planned to see many people, ever. So, as you can see, different paths. So wheres that lead us? To quote my favorite southern woman "i dunno".....the place I know its leading to is this....im heading back down solo to see Bella for 5 days in Feb. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til next time my readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-4289788129775723254?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/4289788129775723254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-meet-again.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4289788129775723254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4289788129775723254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-meet-again.html' title='We meet again.....'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-7638264356733729370</id><published>2010-12-25T20:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T21:02:11.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Formspring! Our trip to Bella and Mr Man, and other stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok 1st, a legit formspring question! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" What is M's bra size? Really interested in the cup size, she has luscious big breasts.&amp;nbsp; "&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;M is a 38 F. :) &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We are back from our weekend with Bella and Mr. Man. It was, amazing. Not sure what we will or wont share at the point. Some of it was personal (esp for Bella). In my mind, I want it all for myself, and at the same time, want to share it in my blog, if that makes any sense. :) &lt;br /&gt;Im kinda waiting to see what Bella may write about before I dive into writing my post. Not sure what M is going to do, but as a teaser I can tell you, she made Mr. Man cum 9 times in about 36 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, M and I have been fighting colds for a couple of weeks, and that has killed our blog posting, not to mention the holidays, and our personal life, got realllll busy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our blog also turns 1 this week, and I have a post formulating on just what that has meant to us, in the last year...its crazy to think about!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all had a great holiday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-7638264356733729370?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/7638264356733729370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/12/formspring-our-trip-to-bella-and-mr-man.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7638264356733729370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7638264356733729370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/12/formspring-our-trip-to-bella-and-mr-man.html' title='Formspring! Our trip to Bella and Mr Man, and other stuff.'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-3219885431056075244</id><published>2010-12-05T14:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T14:44:50.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We've got spirit! 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How about you!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TPvjVaa_jsI/AAAAAAAABBo/YrsaWBObKrY/s72-c/DSCN1090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-6683947033053854640</id><published>2010-11-30T23:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T13:39:43.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone at Lunch and feeling tied down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So M and I have lunch together just about everyday at home. We both work very close to home. But today, she had to get her wrist looked at the Docs, so I had lunch home alone...after 10 whole minutes of making and eating my brown sugar ham sandwich..... i was feeling lonely. I miss getting to kiss her and talk about our day...so as I aimlessly wondered the house... I spied these undies by the hamper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TPXKF1417XI/AAAAAAAABBc/zTTvI1mkU4U/s1600/IMG00521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TPXKF1417XI/AAAAAAAABBc/zTTvI1mkU4U/s400/IMG00521.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now, as I am sure Bella and Mr. Man can attest, Ms pussy has an amazing smell and taste. Sweet and earthy. Musky. Sooooooooo delicious! And, its always like that. M is almost always a little wet, and that beautiful aroma is always there. I find myself just wanting to touch her pussy so i can have her scent on me. So today, I grabbed her undies and rubbed them all over my face, and inhaled. Deeply, 7-8 times. I was now coated in her scent. I immediately felt better (oh, and txted M and Bella to tell them what I did, hehehe) and I was able to smell M, the rest of my work day. I wonder if my coworkers noticed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before, M promised me a blow job when I got home. Its been awhile since C-Man has seen any action. I was also promised a little extra "something" as M teased me by txt the last hour of my work day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out that something was a blindfold, and Chinese rope.....M wrapped my balls and cock, nice and tight, then tied them to the bed frame above my head. What a great feeling. She then got out our new crop from our earlier posts and began spanking my cock and balls. She also was spanking the tip and the hole at the top, which she has never done before, that was a very interesting and intense feeling. Now, like this (tied up), my balls are more sensitive, so there was a little talking going on about what is too much. M got a good rhythm going, and had me on the edge of cumming (when she spanks me with the crop til I cum, the orgasm lasts about 5 times as long as normal) ....but since she promised a blow job, she stopped, and sucked me off to I blew my very large load in her mouth, and she drank it all. Heres hoping for more of this kind of play, and maybe M will take it to the next level, as im hoping for a little more next time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TPXNUuFkLpI/AAAAAAAABBg/jRORwA1JpxU/s1600/IMG01076a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TPXNUuFkLpI/AAAAAAAABBg/jRORwA1JpxU/s400/IMG01076a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;M has a few pics of the crop, and my precum leaking on it. Hopefully she will post them. 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I have nothing I really want to write about right now, so instead I think I'll post a few pics from the other night when C-Man took pics of me in one of my new lingerie purchases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TPCJTLfle8I/AAAAAAAABBU/WEEyzj3LtJY/s1600/IMG01029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TPCJTLfle8I/AAAAAAAABBU/WEEyzj3LtJY/s320/IMG01029.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TPBpDXlIcmI/AAAAAAAABA4/NHiRwbU4t98/s1600/DSCN0975.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TPBpDXlIcmI/AAAAAAAABA4/NHiRwbU4t98/s320/DSCN0975.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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If you read the previous post, you know that we recently made a few mail-order purchases.&amp;nbsp; I've been wanting a little crop or flogger to use on C-Man.&amp;nbsp; When he came home from work last Friday, I had him head to the&amp;nbsp;bedroom where I had already laid out the goods.&amp;nbsp; Once he stripped I had him put on a blindfold.&amp;nbsp; Then I grabbed the collar &amp;amp; strapped it around his neck with a leash attached.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TN8mucH2L-I/AAAAAAAABAk/CSgstWFUeC8/s1600/DSCN0939.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TN8mucH2L-I/AAAAAAAABAk/CSgstWFUeC8/s320/DSCN0939.JPG" width="311" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TN8m3CMtWyI/AAAAAAAABAo/ILAAdv768GM/s1600/DSCN0938.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TN8nMvgwETI/AAAAAAAABAw/pAHRnKN2xMI/s320/DSCN0943.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; C-Man loves a little pain with his pleasure, so I planned on using the crop causing him a little pain ; )&amp;nbsp; I led him to the bed by the leash &amp;amp; hooked it onto a post on the head of the bed.&amp;nbsp; I had him lay on his back &amp;amp; slightly spread his legs so I could have better access to his cock &amp;amp; balls.&amp;nbsp; I'm still getting used to the crop, so this was basically for practice.&amp;nbsp; I need to find the perfect swing.&amp;nbsp; Too gentle &amp;amp; nothing, to hard &amp;amp; no pleasure.&amp;nbsp; I needed to find the right balance.&amp;nbsp; I think the best compromise was alternating between the crop&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; the belted end of a harness.&amp;nbsp; Constant slapping or hitting the underside of his cock brings C-Man so close to blowing his load.&amp;nbsp; I kept this up for as long as I could while trying to increase the speed slightly.&amp;nbsp; I guess I don't need much tweaking to this method because he came so hard &amp;amp; slow over a few minutes.&amp;nbsp; I did leave a few welts on his penis but I'm assured it isn't painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TN8a5D5euOI/AAAAAAAABAI/4_hWO1uhpI4/s1600/DSCN0946.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TN8a5D5euOI/AAAAAAAABAI/4_hWO1uhpI4/s320/DSCN0946.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TN8bBDjfsrI/AAAAAAAABAM/RafZX_vMnbY/s1600/DSCN0953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TN8bBDjfsrI/AAAAAAAABAM/RafZX_vMnbY/s320/DSCN0953.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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in mid December... (i love having plans to go see them, the excitement, anticipation, and all that jazz!!) Its way better than not having plans. Just sayin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to that note....Bella and I have sort of steadily increased our Dom/Sub play a little each time. It would seem this trip, we are going to get a little more time to explore it.... and we are very excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in honor of that, I bought a few gifts to play with! On top of that, M has been wanting a crop too, so add it all up, and its a WIN WIN for C-Man! I do love to save on shipping, and I had a coupon to save 20%. What, saving isnt sexy??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna have a blast putting those collars on Bella, using the leash (which doubles as a leather spanking device!), using the crop, and having my way with her. And oh my, its gonna take good pics. You lucky bloggers you, gonna get to see Bella all collared up. Your welcome. What I wont do for you guys. I promise to just enjoy it a little. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TNITItFJ01I/AAAAAAAAA_k/0JjgxlD9FUQ/s1600/DSCN0923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TNITItFJ01I/AAAAAAAAA_k/0JjgxlD9FUQ/s400/DSCN0923.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TNITK8uWBnI/AAAAAAAAA_o/gdWEPMRojuQ/s1600/DSCN0924.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TNITK8uWBnI/AAAAAAAAA_o/gdWEPMRojuQ/s400/DSCN0924.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TNITMl5ggEI/AAAAAAAAA_s/-lvghnluw2s/s1600/DSCN0932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TNITMl5ggEI/AAAAAAAAA_s/-lvghnluw2s/s400/DSCN0932.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-800689506511013565?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/800689506511013565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/11/got-some-toys-in-mail-today.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/800689506511013565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/800689506511013565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/11/got-some-toys-in-mail-today.html' title='Got some toys in the mail today......'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TNITItFJ01I/AAAAAAAAA_k/0JjgxlD9FUQ/s72-c/DSCN0923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-6130502755045195130</id><published>2010-10-26T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T20:30:30.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas part 3, C-man Style, the last part</title><content type='html'>So Bella leaves, and M is naked on the bed, and...horny. Now, to back up a little. You may have noticed for a couple month period, we did not post much. M had some health issues, and we had very little sex in those months. Though she was feeling better, she wasnt sure she was going to get to play at all in Vegas. But, she was feeling better, so I dove in and starting licking her pussy. I knew she wanted to cum. I also wanted to fuck her, and see what happened. So I licked her to orgasm, and then mounted up and fucked her from the edge of the bed. She came, I came, and then, a body part check. All clear! I knew she wanted to Fuck Mr. Man very badly, so I very glad it all went well, so she would know if she could or not. Im a good husband like that! M was quite excited. We clean up, shower in the amazing bathroom, and get ready for the limo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before we leave the room, M leans over and kisses me, and whispers in my ear (Im gonna fuck Mr. Man so good tonight). To also back up, while we were getting ready, M and Bella were texting back and forth, and making plans to swap "dates" when we got back from the limo ride. Well, the swapping occurred even earlier :) In the limo! (which we had for almost 4 hours) It shows up, and we all pile in. M makes sure to sit next to Mr. Man, and Bella is next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was free champagne the whole ride. M has another 3-4 glasses. I can see whats coming. M has that look in her eye. I know it well, shes horny and on the prowl, and Mr. Man is the target. Slowly as the night goes on, M gets more bold, touching his leg, arm, face, brushing his cock accidently with her hand. M can be very shy, or really aggressive. This was Mr. Mans 1st experience with aggressive M. Rumor is, he liked this M a LOT. As we were heading back to the hotel, M reaches up and pulls Mr. Mans face into her and starts making out. Her hand is in his crotch, and his hand now has her shirt unbuttoned and is feeling up her left tit. It was HOT, and I was happy for her. She was having a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we get back to the hotel, and we head up the elevator. Now if you remember last time, we had an awkward elevator moment. Not this time, the plan was in motion....Bella and Me were to get off 1st, and go to Bellas room, and M and Mr. Man will get off on our floor, which is 3 floors up. The door dings and open...and M not sure if Mr. Man even knows whats going on, Boxes him out, like Shaq. Booties him right into the corner so he cant get out, even if he wanted too. (Im pretty sure he didnt) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella and I work our way to her room, kissing all the way down the hallway. It was hot to kiss her in public. We fall against their door, kissing.....we finally fumble our way inside, kissing, shedding clothes...i push her down on the bed, and fall on top of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest, is a bit......hazy. I was exhausted. Almost no sleep in 2 days. I remember, holding her by her wrists, and exploring her. a LOT of kissing, holding her down, minor choking (she loves it), and spanking..her ass, tits, and face.....the face was a total shock to her, and she..... loved it. We finally end with some hot fucking, and fall into a half asleep cuddle. When our phones ding. Mr. Man and M are done too. Mr. Man headed down to the casino. Bella showered, I headed up to check on M. M wanted to gamble. We checked in on Bella...she was starving....so the three of us headed down to eat and find Mr. Man, and french fries. The only place that sold fries was closed, so we settled on hot dogs. :) We hung out a little more, the parted ways. So sad to hug them, and see them go. It felt like we just got there, and wanted to hang out more! But they had to head to the airport at 4am, and it was already like 1am. We had to head to the airport at 7am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a sad goodbye, and.....thats vegas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Positive note, we already have plans to see them in their neck of the woods in Dec for some holiday cheer! Flights and hotel already booked. Cant wait! I miss them already. Its like we have all been friends forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a final note, this was our 1st time, playing apart like that, and I was a little worried about it. The worry was, unfounded. It was amazing to have a little alone time with Bella, and M LOVED getting to have her way with Mr. Man. He was sweet, and made her feel sexy, beautiful, and special! She cant wait to have him some more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec, hurry up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-6130502755045195130?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/6130502755045195130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/vegas-part-3-c-man-style-last-part.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6130502755045195130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6130502755045195130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/vegas-part-3-c-man-style-last-part.html' title='Vegas part 3, C-man Style, the last part'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-128279909166664496</id><published>2010-10-26T02:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T02:01:44.478-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas part 2, C-man Style</title><content type='html'>So day 2 arrives, very early. Most of us are wiped, but its vegas, we are only here a very short time, so we decide to do all we can. We decide to try the champagne brunch. It was soooooo good, and a blast to try, with them. It was M and Is idea. We had NO idea, it was going to be so expensive. We couldnt apologize enough. But man, it was good, and to continue a theme for day 2, the nice lady waiting on our table, kept filling up, Ms glass. At every corner. M probably got about 6 glasses of it. It was really good too. I am not much of a wine and champagne guy, but this was goooooood. So after a small mortgage for brunch, we set off to show them some of the inside of some of the cooler hotels. So we saw all the cool ones mid strip. We walked around for about 3-4 hours. But then we headed back because I had a arranged for a limo to take us to see all the free shows on the strip and downtown. So we head back (not before M gets her GI NORM OUS drink (see previous post)), so we can get some rest that we all need before the limo at 7pm. Bella had left her wallet in our room, so she came up to get it. M was already naked and sleeping in bed. Bella shows up, get her wallet, and before you know it, shes in bed with us. Hey, it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella and M are kissing, touching, and generally enjoying each other. Bella turns to kiss me, and we are locked into that position for a bit. I look at M, look down at Bellas pussy, back to M, back to Bellas pussy....she gives me the "what do you want look".....but THEN she finally gets it, and heads down there. So M is devouring Bellas pussy, I have her arms pinned above her head, while I am slapping her right tit, while M is licking her pussy. Bella is bucking like crazy...its driving her wild, and im having a hard time holding her down. I give her tit, a good long slapping. Alternating between hard slaps, and soft, quicker ones. Heres a pic of her tit, nice and red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZiPjOGrgI/AAAAAAAAA_A/XW9XwW-n9ac/s1600/DSCN0903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZiPjOGrgI/AAAAAAAAA_A/XW9XwW-n9ac/s400/DSCN0903.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M had her way for quite a while with Bellas pussy, so I had to take some pics of it, it was SO hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZkGoWrXRI/AAAAAAAAA_E/5Wx0UWjaFfM/s1600/DSCN0905a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZkGoWrXRI/AAAAAAAAA_E/5Wx0UWjaFfM/s400/DSCN0905a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZkIa2HfKI/AAAAAAAAA_I/7YWUa36Vur0/s1600/DSCN0907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZkIa2HfKI/AAAAAAAAA_I/7YWUa36Vur0/s400/DSCN0907.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then M and I had our way playing with Bellas pussy with our fingers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZmKFlo7iI/AAAAAAAAA_M/ww8NDZdG6pY/s1600/DSCN0911.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZmKFlo7iI/AAAAAAAAA_M/ww8NDZdG6pY/s400/DSCN0911.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZmL0dztKI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/eS9tivwKuUM/s1600/DSCN0915.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZmL0dztKI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/eS9tivwKuUM/s400/DSCN0915.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then M insisted I come down and lick Bellas sweet pussy, so she could watch up close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZoXcVWitI/AAAAAAAAA_U/FMZcONyfbHo/s1600/DSCN0912a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZoXcVWitI/AAAAAAAAA_U/FMZcONyfbHo/s400/DSCN0912a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZoYY9KUOI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ErJKnooHPbM/s1600/DSCN0913a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZoYY9KUOI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ErJKnooHPbM/s400/DSCN0913a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then while M had one last go at licking Bellas pussy, I moved up to her mouth, for a little blowjob action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZp8PmiYiI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ifX82vEBAi0/s1600/DSCN0908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZp8PmiYiI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ifX82vEBAi0/s400/DSCN0908.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZp8j3CbUI/AAAAAAAAA_g/hmM2ToTX4WQ/s1600/DSCN0909a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="323" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZp8j3CbUI/AAAAAAAAA_g/hmM2ToTX4WQ/s400/DSCN0909a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M decided to go use the huge tub, and left us alone. I grabbed Bella, pulled her on top of me, and we fucked with her on top until I came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was surreal. Hot, Amazing, Seriously at times, just thinking how lucky i was, to have these two ladies, at that moment, in that room, could it get any better. I still cant believe we found this amazing couple we feel so comfortable with. M and I, very feel lucky to call them our friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I walked Bella back to her room (door duties you know!) and we will got ready for a night on the town! Part 3 to follow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-128279909166664496?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/128279909166664496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/vegas-part-2-c-man-style.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/128279909166664496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/128279909166664496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/vegas-part-2-c-man-style.html' title='Vegas part 2, C-man Style'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZiPjOGrgI/AAAAAAAAA_A/XW9XwW-n9ac/s72-c/DSCN0903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-5188081045173880965</id><published>2010-10-26T00:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T00:40:50.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas the 1st night, C-man Style</title><content type='html'>You can see Bella's version here &lt;a href="http://beingbella2.blogspot.com/2010/10/vegas-night-1.html"&gt;bellas vegas night 1&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M's version is down below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You already know most of the story. We got there early, about 3 hours before them. Eat. Waited for them to arrive. They got settled in, and we met them down in their room. Got an amazing, long, ive missed you hug, from Bella. That was very nice. They were starving, so we went out for more food. Its Vegas baby. Surprising, some things were closed! We ended up at a Mexican place probably about 10:30ish Vegas time, so thats 1:30am, my time. I also worked a half day, 8am-12pm, before racing home, packing, and catching out 3pm flight. We eat, talk, laugh, and drink. We have become really good friends the 4 of us. It was great to be with them, hang out, and have fun. During dinner, I feel something on my leg. Its Bellas foot. So I massage it a bit, under the table. Before I know it, her foot is in my lap, playing with my cock through my shorts. I am fairly certainly no one knows, not M not Mr. Man. Its making me hornier than I already was. We close the place, its midnight, Vegas time, 3AM home time. We wander back to the hotel, and up to our room, so they can compare, see our view, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Man ends up in a chair by the window, enjoying the view of the strip, through our floor to ceiling, whole wall windows. Bella plops down on the bed between M and I. its really late at this point, about 1 am Vegas time, 4AM our time. Ive been up almost 24 hours. Bellas feet again sort of fall into my lap, so I spend a while massaging her feet, and legs. In a super sweet move, he hand finds my leg, and just holds it, hugs it, as she is half asleep. It was so cute. M and Mr. Man are asleep. Mr. Man finally gets up, and says hes heading back to his room, and says something about Bella being fine right where she is. Bella ends up snuggling up, between M and I, and starts caressing M. But M is OUT. She has an internal clock, and when it goes off, M is asleep. Hard and fast. That girl loves her sleep. So Bella turns around, and starts to kiss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wraps her arms around me, pulls me in, and kisses me deep and passionately, and is not letting go. :) before you know it, clothes are off, and bodies are being explored....i had&amp;nbsp; Bellas arms pinned down over her head, about 3 inches from M. Nothing. M is dead to the world....im fingering Bella, making her groan, moan, grind, all the while her hands are pinned above her head...my free hand and lips exploring her. Finally, i have her legs over my shoulder, my face in heaven in her pussy, and Bellas face right next to M's. THIS, wakes her up. The look of surprise on her face, was priceless. :) She heads off to the bathroom. Now im not sure if this is a shock to her, how shes feeling about me all of a sudden, getting it on with Bella, and well, the worst thing I could think of, was, we were disturbing her sleep. Did I mention, she LOVES her sleep? Do not get in her way, and sleep. So I grab Bella and drag her over to on of the chairs by the window. Its a BIG room, so I figured if M needed space that was enough, and if she wanted to join in, she could come over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i put Bella on her knees, grab her head, and start fucking her mouth. Just to be clear here, Bella and I talk about rough play all the time, and this is at her request, so there isnt any surprise here :) She is loving it. Moaning, drooling, and attacking my cock with her mouth. I then, cant resist anymore, I need to be inside her, I grab her, spin her, slide out of the chair some, and put her on my cock, faced away from me. facing the bed, and where M will come out of the bathroom....and shes been in there a while, I think she fell asleep. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ive got Bella by the hips with both hands, slamming her down on my cock. fast hard thrusts. Ill be honest, how im even awake at this point, ill have no idea, never mind pulling this off. Just then M comes out of the bathroom, with Bella and I in this position, in the chair, going all out.... Bella moaning, skin slapping..... and Ms eyes get WIDE. She later told me, it was a SUPER hot surprise to come out to and see. And she really wanted to come over and play, but her body was just too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally explode in orgasm. We slow down, and finally stop. Sort of clean up, get dressed, and I take Bella back to her room, where i get a lovely hug and kiss goodbye, and oh yeah, open the door for her, because doors in Vegas and Bella do not mix. I head back and crash next to M in the most&amp;nbsp; beautiful room, next to my beautiful wife, just having been with the other beautiful woman in my life. It was an awesome 1st night.&amp;nbsp; Bella is simply one amazing woman. Sexy, stunning, smart, beautiful. Im lucky every minute I get to spend with her. Ill tell you what, Mr. Man and I are 2 lucky sons of bitches getting to have M and Bella. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This a pic from Day 2 actually, its the only time I took pics, but im gonna include it here because I think it fits. And its my blog. So there. Its me kissing Bella, my hand exploring her pussy. Enjoy! I love how she is pulling me in, holding me in to kiss her. She is such a passionate kisser. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZbQdnGrxI/AAAAAAAAA-8/SYtQITwZNw4/s1600/DSCN0914.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZbQdnGrxI/AAAAAAAAA-8/SYtQITwZNw4/s400/DSCN0914.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-5188081045173880965?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/5188081045173880965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/vegas-1st-night-c-man-style.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5188081045173880965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5188081045173880965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/vegas-1st-night-c-man-style.html' title='Vegas the 1st night, C-man Style'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TMZbQdnGrxI/AAAAAAAAA-8/SYtQITwZNw4/s72-c/DSCN0914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-5721993578042810378</id><published>2010-10-19T14:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T20:32:48.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Formspring!</title><content type='html'>I have not checked you in a while! There was mostly spam, but there was one question! So im gonna answer it! I was not sure I would, but I figured what the heck, they asked! So here it is! Thats just the kind of blogger I AM! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;How long and wide is you cock? Spouse and I having debate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;OK, well, thats a scary one. I mean, im just an average guy. Nothing crazy going on down there. But, i figured what the heck! Dont laugh at the measurements!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;1st i went and downloaded a ruler i could print, so i could wrap it around for width. I got mine here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vendian.org/mncharity/dir3/paper_rulers/UnstableURL/ruler_foot.pdf"&gt;printable ruler&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, next was to get hard, and measure, and take some pics! remember, no LAUGHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TL3iPqOROLI/AAAAAAAAA-w/bLh-AQbgBtE/s1600/IMG00400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TL3iPqOROLI/AAAAAAAAA-w/bLh-AQbgBtE/s400/IMG00400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TL3iQDHHASI/AAAAAAAAA-0/BxFZhDV_9HM/s1600/IMG00401.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TL3iQDHHASI/AAAAAAAAA-0/BxFZhDV_9HM/s400/IMG00401.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see here, about 5.5 to 6 inches long. I took one farther away, and then a close up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the width!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TL3iqJOaupI/AAAAAAAAA-4/wWJcvDg9YaM/s1600/IMG00398.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TL3iqJOaupI/AAAAAAAAA-4/wWJcvDg9YaM/s400/IMG00398.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as u can see, about 6 inches wide. What 6 inches long, 6 inches wide, what am I, square????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any who, there ya go! Just your avg cock. M and Bella dont seem to mind :) In fact they both say I am very wide(more than avg, according to those 2 hot ladies!), and fill them quite nicely. I will just take them for their word :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you posted this question - I need to know, what was the debate about? Its kinda hot, that a couple was debating about my cock :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-5721993578042810378?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/5721993578042810378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/formspring.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5721993578042810378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5721993578042810378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/formspring.html' title='Formspring!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TL3iPqOROLI/AAAAAAAAA-w/bLh-AQbgBtE/s72-c/IMG00400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-8201757228642798385</id><published>2010-10-18T19:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T19:48:04.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of M's Gi-norm-ous Drink.....</title><content type='html'>I happen to of taken a pic of her with it!!!! She quite enjoyed it!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLzcloXQ8fI/AAAAAAAAA-s/fA1Wcab1nkg/s1600/DSCN0893a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLzcloXQ8fI/AAAAAAAAA-s/fA1Wcab1nkg/s400/DSCN0893a.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-8201757228642798385?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/8201757228642798385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/speaking-of-ms-gi-norm-ous-drink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/8201757228642798385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/8201757228642798385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/speaking-of-ms-gi-norm-ous-drink.html' title='Speaking of M&apos;s Gi-norm-ous Drink.....'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLzcloXQ8fI/AAAAAAAAA-s/fA1Wcab1nkg/s72-c/DSCN0893a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-4918013986331805779</id><published>2010-10-17T21:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T22:00:41.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaf peeping in Mass, and other things....</title><content type='html'>So M and I went for a long drive today to check out the leaves before it was too late. As we were traveling though Mass, we came (pun intended) on this town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLuntUPk0jI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/lj1HvJlu340/s1600/IMG00368.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLuntUPk0jI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/lj1HvJlu340/s400/IMG00368.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, let it never be said that M doesn't know how to take a sign, because literally a half mile down the road she made me pull over in this little spot next to a river, just off the road, and said "your going to be cumming -tin my mouth!" She had me pull my pants down, and she went to town sucking my cock. She could not resist showing off her prize! Best name for a town, EVER!!!!!! C-Man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLupP8bPdsI/AAAAAAAAA-c/GHBj1K2FL-c/s1600/IMG00364a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLupP8bPdsI/AAAAAAAAA-c/GHBj1K2FL-c/s400/IMG00364a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLupTfA-62I/AAAAAAAAA-g/6rzlGGtdKKQ/s1600/IMG00365.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLupTfA-62I/AAAAAAAAA-g/6rzlGGtdKKQ/s400/IMG00365.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLupT9tTz0I/AAAAAAAAA-k/H9utV19nWPg/s1600/IMG00366.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLupT9tTz0I/AAAAAAAAA-k/H9utV19nWPg/s400/IMG00366.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLupUXnxF6I/AAAAAAAAA-o/uPBFnZbzMD4/s1600/IMG00367.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLupUXnxF6I/AAAAAAAAA-o/uPBFnZbzMD4/s400/IMG00367.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Funny part was, when I got the point of no return, and I was going to cum, someone pulls in, and starts driving right towards us!!!!! M starts to stop, to which I tell her its too late! So she finishes up like a trooper. Fortunately, the car stopped a few hundred feet away. I think the guy just pulled over to pee :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-4918013986331805779?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/4918013986331805779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/leaf-peeping-in-mass-and-other-things.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4918013986331805779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4918013986331805779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/leaf-peeping-in-mass-and-other-things.html' title='Leaf peeping in Mass, and other things....'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLuntUPk0jI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/lj1HvJlu340/s72-c/IMG00368.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-2993782723345844406</id><published>2010-10-16T21:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T22:06:13.662-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas: Day Two</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After a good nights sleep in my ooh so comfy bed, I finally realize all the fun sexy time I missed out on.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure C-Mans version will have some juicy details for you to enjoy.&amp;nbsp; I had C-Man recap the evenings events with Bella, which of course led to my alone time with him. Good morning Vegas!&amp;nbsp; And the day is off to a great start.&amp;nbsp; Notice my two good views in the pics below :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLoyxDgvQUI/AAAAAAAAA-A/EX48bufr8gQ/s1600/IMG00864.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLoyxDgvQUI/AAAAAAAAA-A/EX48bufr8gQ/s320/IMG00864.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLozHhj6aWI/AAAAAAAAA-E/50pl8H9gbNk/s1600/IMG00861.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLozHhj6aWI/AAAAAAAAA-E/50pl8H9gbNk/s320/IMG00861.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLo0MW2mIoI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Ea91e5ZKbgA/s1600/IMG00863.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="242" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLo0MW2mIoI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Ea91e5ZKbgA/s320/IMG00863.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;After showering and getting ready for the day, the four of us made plans to meet for a champagne brunch.&amp;nbsp; Breaskfast was great and very filling.&amp;nbsp; One another note, my champagne glass was continuously refilled.&amp;nbsp; This seems to be the theme of this day for me.&amp;nbsp; I left breakfast on a slight unsteady&amp;nbsp;on my feet&amp;nbsp;but felt clear minded nonetheless.&amp;nbsp; We head out to explore our end of the Strip and do some tourist sightseeing and check out a couple of the other hotels. I think we are all getting along really well, even without any of threesomes or foursomes of our last trip together, just seemed like old friends catching up.&amp;nbsp; Is that weird?&amp;nbsp; Because it didn't seem weird, it felt kind of easy.&amp;nbsp; Whatever happened between us, I wanted it to come&amp;nbsp; naturally with no pressure from anyone.&amp;nbsp; But, I was wondering when or if I would get any Mr. Man time.&amp;nbsp; That is one sexy man.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I mentioned to C-Man earlier in the day that in all the trips to Vegas we have been on, I have never gotten one of those ginormous drinks on the street before and I was definitely getting one today.&amp;nbsp; A girl needs to stay hydrated in the desert.&amp;nbsp; C-Man got me some fruity girlie concoction that was at least two feet tall and very yummy.&amp;nbsp; I am usually a pretty quiet person but C-Man kept saying I was being loud and clumsy, that I was drinking a lot more than I usually do.&amp;nbsp; I was having a good time and maybe was getting some liquid courage ready for use later.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We started heading back to our hotel to get ready for our evening.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Since Bella and Mr. Man had never been to Vegas before, C-Man had arranged for a limo tour thing for the evening to get a lot of&amp;nbsp;Vegas must sees done in relatively short period of time.&amp;nbsp; I was thinking a quick nap might be nice right now because I don't plan on sleeping much tonight.&amp;nbsp; I completely strip and get into to bed.&amp;nbsp; Next thing I know, Bella is headed up to our room alone for something.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I'm not remembering exact details of how she ended up in our bed naked, but she did and this time I was wide awake.&amp;nbsp; C-Man and Bella kissing, me and C-Man kissing.&amp;nbsp; C-Man will have more details in his version I'm sure, along with a few pics he took.&amp;nbsp; C-Man practically guided my face between Bella's creamy white thighs, not that I was objecting, I just didn't want dive right in.&amp;nbsp; I honestly didn't think I would enjoy pleasuring a woman as much as I do.&amp;nbsp; I really didn't know what I was missing all these years.&amp;nbsp; I had fun watching those two but I decided to let them have a bit of alone time.&amp;nbsp; I went into the bathroom and took a nice long hot soak in the deep tub.&amp;nbsp; When I was done, she was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't remember if I asked&amp;nbsp;Bella in person or by text if she would mind if I took Mr.&amp;nbsp;Man&amp;nbsp;back to my room alone after the limo ride.&amp;nbsp; Our limo picks us up for the night and guess what.&amp;nbsp; More champagne! Yay me!&amp;nbsp; My buzz hasn't worn off yet and I would like to continue this feeling.&amp;nbsp; Off we go.&amp;nbsp; From what I remember no particular order, we went to the famous "welcome to fabulous las vegas" sign, the volcano at the Mirage, the pirate show at Treasure Island, the fountains at the Belagio, the Fremont Street Experince.&amp;nbsp; In the limo, I was sitting next to Mr. Man all night.&amp;nbsp; I think that after several more glasses of champagne, I got a little couragous.&amp;nbsp; I started touching his face and rubbing his thigh.&amp;nbsp; C-Man told me later that my hands were in his crotch, rubbing his chest, just generally roaming.&amp;nbsp; I don't remember doing all that but I'm okay with that . Next thing I remember I turn his face toward mine so I could finally kiss him.&amp;nbsp; Oh my God, he has such soft lips and such a good kisser.&amp;nbsp; We kiss for a bit longer as he has his hands on breast, my shirt already opened down to there with a black corset peeking out of it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We all could see our&amp;nbsp;female drivers face saying what the fuck, she knew who belonged to who, and Mr. Man wasn't mine.&amp;nbsp; All I wanted to do at this point was put the partition up between us and the driver, unzip Mr. Mans pants and climb on top.&amp;nbsp; I did not go thru with it because I wasn't sure if he would've been uncomfortable with that or not.&amp;nbsp; I had plenty to drink but I still quite with it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We are once again back at the hotel and in a pretty full elevator.&amp;nbsp; Me and C-Man holding hands, Bella and Mr. Man behind us.&amp;nbsp; We stop on their floor and I basically prevent Mr. Man from getting off the elevator and practically push C-Man out the door.&amp;nbsp; We get to my floor and get out.&amp;nbsp; I wonder what those people in the elevator were thinking about the four of us.&amp;nbsp; I've noticed that I tend to giggle a lot more when I'm nervous&amp;nbsp;but I don't recall that as I was trying to unlock the door.&amp;nbsp; I do recall kissing him and looking out at the neon lights, next thing I remember was striping off all my clothes except the skirt I had on.&amp;nbsp; How do we go from I don't know if I'll get alone time with him to being naked with him in a couple of minutes?&amp;nbsp; As yall know, I'm not the best at details and being a tad bit&amp;nbsp;drunk doesn't help,&amp;nbsp;so the following may not be in the right sequence, here goes.&amp;nbsp; I kind of lead him to the bed, or push him down, whatever.&amp;nbsp; Get off my back people!&amp;nbsp; More kissing and fondling, etc.&amp;nbsp; My mouth, of course, finds its way to his ready cock.&amp;nbsp; I want to try and take it slow but I can't help myself.&amp;nbsp; Slowly, I started using my breasts to cup his dick between them.&amp;nbsp; Softly, up and down, then faster.&amp;nbsp; I loved hearing his pleasure, so the faster I went.&amp;nbsp; Not sure how long it took before he blew his load all over my tits, chin, cheeks and bit in my hair.&amp;nbsp; I told him to rest for a few while I cleaned up a bit before round two.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A few minutes later I return to the bed where he's waiting.&amp;nbsp; A little more kissing, touching. talking.&amp;nbsp; Next thing I know, he's on top of me, fucking me missionary.&amp;nbsp; I love this position for the deep penetration and of course, I'm cumming almost immediately like the good little slut I am.&amp;nbsp; I loved watching his face while he was cumming inside of me in the neon glow.&amp;nbsp; Again, sequence here is not my strong suit, but there was also a little oral and digital stimulation, and more cumming.&amp;nbsp; Last but not least,&amp;nbsp;I wanted to make sure he came three times for me, so I had my mouth go to work on him.&amp;nbsp; Mission accomplished!&amp;nbsp; Just wish we had more time together.&amp;nbsp; C-Mans version will be forthcoming.&amp;nbsp; Writing this post has made me horny all over again.&amp;nbsp; Now I'm off to fuck my husband.&amp;nbsp; M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-2993782723345844406?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/2993782723345844406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/vegas-day-two.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2993782723345844406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2993782723345844406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/vegas-day-two.html' title='Vegas: Day Two'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLoyxDgvQUI/AAAAAAAAA-A/EX48bufr8gQ/s72-c/IMG00864.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-6616032023837517715</id><published>2010-10-15T20:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T20:36:29.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Risk free blow jobs......</title><content type='html'>count me in! C-Man.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLjzcPADrrI/AAAAAAAAA98/tGWonQhF_PY/s1600/IMG00356.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLjzcPADrrI/AAAAAAAAA98/tGWonQhF_PY/s400/IMG00356.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-6616032023837517715?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/6616032023837517715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/risk-free-blow-jobs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6616032023837517715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6616032023837517715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/risk-free-blow-jobs.html' title='Risk free blow jobs......'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLjzcPADrrI/AAAAAAAAA98/tGWonQhF_PY/s72-c/IMG00356.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-9182324778343728632</id><published>2010-10-14T20:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T20:48:09.045-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1st night of the vegas trip, M's version</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;For those of you who are regular readers of the blog, you know back in July we went to visit the lovely Bella &amp;amp; the sexy Mr. Man.&amp;nbsp; It was our first foray into swapping&amp;nbsp;and we weren't too sure how everything would play out.&amp;nbsp; Long story short, we&amp;nbsp;LOVED it. All the threesomes &amp;amp; foursomes were better than I had imagined.&amp;nbsp; So naturally we all wanted to know when we could make this happen again.&amp;nbsp; All four of us somehow agreed to meet in Vegas for whirlwind weekend of debauchery.&amp;nbsp; We arrived in Vegas about 4 hours before them, so we checked into our room.&amp;nbsp; The first thing we notice is the view.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We were in a corner room on a very high floor facing the strip with double views, floor to ceiling windows.&amp;nbsp; AWESOME!&amp;nbsp; The bed was totally amazing, I almost didn't want to leave, but we went to explore&amp;nbsp;what we could before our friends plane landed.&amp;nbsp; I miss this town.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They finally arrive and get settled in, and once again we head out in search of food &amp;amp; drink.&amp;nbsp; The company was delightful but at this point I have been awake for almost 24 hours straight and I'm fighting back the yawns.&amp;nbsp; We basically close the joint down and head back to our room.&amp;nbsp; We talk a bit more and watch the shows on the strip from our room.&amp;nbsp; I kicked off my shoes and climbed into bed fully clothed, lights in the room were dim so we could see the bright lights and C-Man also getting comfy on the bed.&amp;nbsp; Next thing I know, I'm struggling to stay awake.&amp;nbsp; I do actually remember Bella getting on the bed between C-Man &amp;amp; myself also a little sleepy too. Mr. Man was kind of napping in the chair and decided to head down to their room with Bella still in our bed.&amp;nbsp; I know this is starting to get sad, but hey, we are human.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Everything from here on as literally blurry since I fell asleep with the beautiful Bella next to me.&amp;nbsp;All I remember was waking up and having to go to the bathroom.&amp;nbsp; I can hear soft moaning coming from the other side of the bed,&amp;nbsp; I look over and there is C-Mans face buried between Bellas long legs.&amp;nbsp; I can't help but smile not knowing if I'm dreaming this or not.&amp;nbsp; I go do my business and come back to see the two of them in a chair by the window fucking.&amp;nbsp; So hot.&amp;nbsp; I was too tired to join in, at least two of us had fun.&amp;nbsp; I should have just gone to their room and fell asleep next to Mr. Man.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Day two we do have much more fun so stay tuned.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-9182324778343728632?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/9182324778343728632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/1st-night-of-vegas-trip-ms-version.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/9182324778343728632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/9182324778343728632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/1st-night-of-vegas-trip-ms-version.html' title='1st night of the vegas trip, M&apos;s version'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-8825932554586921316</id><published>2010-10-13T21:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T21:43:42.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A drive home.....</title><content type='html'>We went out for a nice dinner tonight, and M teased me all the way home with this view.... just thought you guys would want to know.....she had my pull on her nipple all the way home, she almost came just from that, boy was she nice and wet when we got home :) .. C-Man.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLZfC2PAKQI/AAAAAAAAA94/R_lB2qy-8YU/s1600/driving" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLZfC2PAKQI/AAAAAAAAA94/R_lB2qy-8YU/s400/driving" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-8825932554586921316?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/8825932554586921316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/drive-home.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/8825932554586921316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/8825932554586921316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/drive-home.html' title='A drive home.....'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLZfC2PAKQI/AAAAAAAAA94/R_lB2qy-8YU/s72-c/driving' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-6003367752861407686</id><published>2010-10-12T21:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T21:21:43.209-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Vegas primer and an apology.........</title><content type='html'>We are sorry we have not posted much lately. Real life has just gotten in the way, and posting fell to the wayside for a bit. But, we have some stories to tell now, so expect some posts in the near future. As you may of heard, we took a little weekend trip to Vegas with the beautiful &lt;a href="http://beingbella2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bella&lt;/a&gt; and her husband Mr. Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an awesome weekend, just WAY too short. As M and I both said, it was just not enough Bella and Mr. Man time, and we are already looking forward to seeing them again. They have become great friends. I DID take a few pics this time (wish I had taken WAY more, but, alas, NEXT TIME)... I like having a next time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as a tease of the stories to cum...... here is a pic of M have a LOT of fun, in between those wonderful legs Bella posted, along with Bella gripping M's hair and enjoying M's amazing mouth... Enjoy! C-Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLUI4laraTI/AAAAAAAAA90/lwhzSlYz0i0/s1600/DSCN0906A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="390" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLUI4laraTI/AAAAAAAAA90/lwhzSlYz0i0/s400/DSCN0906A.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-6003367752861407686?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/6003367752861407686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/vegas-primer-and-apology.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6003367752861407686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6003367752861407686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/10/vegas-primer-and-apology.html' title='A Vegas primer and an apology.........'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TLUI4laraTI/AAAAAAAAA90/lwhzSlYz0i0/s72-c/DSCN0906A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-1023721811023454897</id><published>2010-09-13T18:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T18:40:54.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A mostly picture post</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Went shopping about 3 weeks ago, these pics are of the new babydolls.&amp;nbsp; Some are from the dressing room, home and vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI6jgRC-nbI/AAAAAAAAA8U/OkBeA4fyzT4/s1600/IMG00732.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI6jgRC-nbI/AAAAAAAAA8U/OkBeA4fyzT4/s320/IMG00732.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI6jv5A0KJI/AAAAAAAAA8c/nKdQUum46VY/s1600/IMG00742.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI6jv5A0KJI/AAAAAAAAA8c/nKdQUum46VY/s320/IMG00742.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI6kAXlnNOI/AAAAAAAAA8k/pCm16gtU8YU/s1600/DSCN0686.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI6nkvm-eLI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Cc17Vh1-WQw/s1600/IMG00789.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI6nkvm-eLI/AAAAAAAAA9k/Cc17Vh1-WQw/s320/IMG00789.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI6nvDrfHlI/AAAAAAAAA9s/MaMZ-4R-fOg/s1600/IMG00790.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI6nvDrfHlI/AAAAAAAAA9s/MaMZ-4R-fOg/s320/IMG00790.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-1023721811023454897?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/1023721811023454897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/09/mostly-picture-post.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/1023721811023454897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/1023721811023454897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/09/mostly-picture-post.html' title='A mostly picture post'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI6jgRC-nbI/AAAAAAAAA8U/OkBeA4fyzT4/s72-c/IMG00732.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-6621886463173393836</id><published>2010-09-12T23:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T23:49:58.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sorry it's been so long since our last post.&amp;nbsp; Life has been a bit busy lately &amp;amp; we have just been enjoying our time together with friends.&amp;nbsp; Not to mention vacation time alone with&amp;nbsp;my honey.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Well the next few post will be brief &amp;amp; this particular one is from our recent trip to the drive-in.&amp;nbsp; Just to give you an idea, I wore a dress with no bra or panties so C-Man &amp;amp; I could play a little while we were watching the movies in the back of the car&amp;nbsp;(under the blanket.)&amp;nbsp; Since there were lots of families around, C-Man had to wait til the ride home for his blow job on the highway.&amp;nbsp; Hope it was worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI2ciS69uiI/AAAAAAAAA70/zkiCLUl_QpQ/s1600/IMG00707.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI2ciS69uiI/AAAAAAAAA70/zkiCLUl_QpQ/s320/IMG00707.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI2dAvI13cI/AAAAAAAAA8M/j1IWqga5psI/s1600/IMG00710.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI2dAvI13cI/AAAAAAAAA8M/j1IWqga5psI/s320/IMG00710.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI2crA75KhI/AAAAAAAAA8E/c9G_WyoL_EM/s1600/IMG00714.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI2crA75KhI/AAAAAAAAA8E/c9G_WyoL_EM/s320/IMG00714.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-6621886463173393836?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/6621886463173393836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/09/were-back.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6621886463173393836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6621886463173393836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/09/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TI2ciS69uiI/AAAAAAAAA70/zkiCLUl_QpQ/s72-c/IMG00707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-7459622963227956024</id><published>2010-08-11T13:21:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T13:30:02.609-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Formspring! And other assorted stuff</title><content type='html'>Would either of you play separately(as in a short-term fling with one person) or have you decided against it, in order to cut down on jealousy forming? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We would not do that for the most part. We never say never, we discuss everything. But we dont see that being an option at this point. Great question. Did u want to play with one of us? Hehe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;How come you don't show more pics of M? Want ot see more of her... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Geez. There is like 1000 pics of her here. But I get what your sayin'. She hot. We have plans for some sexy photo shoots. Stay tuned. We just have been busy. Its summer!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Is there any act in porn that you like watching, but probably would never do in yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;M - Extreme bondage. I like watching people in pain, marks, being taken, rough, etc...but in real life, im a wuss and dont want none of that shit. &lt;br /&gt;C-Man - Nothing. Everything I see that turns me on, I want to try :) Im adventurous like that :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other Stuff&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently broke 200 followers. We are still amazed and thankful for each and every one of u. We never thought we would have 20 followers, never mind 200.&lt;br /&gt;We also recently broke 50,000 views. Crazy! Thanks again for stopping by our little place, and reading what we write! Hope everyone is having a hot sexy week! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-7459622963227956024?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/7459622963227956024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/08/formspring-and-other-assorted-stuff.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7459622963227956024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7459622963227956024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/08/formspring-and-other-assorted-stuff.html' title='Formspring! And other assorted stuff'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-3930014167811820168</id><published>2010-08-08T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T21:32:06.192-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='threesomes'/><title type='text'>Threesomes, M's version (finally)</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sorry it's taken me so long to make a post about my threesomes.&amp;nbsp; I just have not been in a sexy kind of mood lately.&amp;nbsp; It's been about four weeks since our visit with Mr. Man and Bella, so I hope I get all the good stuff in the right order.&amp;nbsp; So to recap, Saturday night the four of us went out to dinner and hung out.&amp;nbsp; We got to know each other better with our clothes on.&amp;nbsp; I had a great time wandering the city with them and I love people watching.&amp;nbsp; It's interesting what a little alcohol does to people.&amp;nbsp; Speaking of alcohol, for some reason I didn't have a drop the whole weekend, I thought I would need a little (or a lot) of liquid courage for our first group adventures.&amp;nbsp; But alas, everything went rather easily!&amp;nbsp; We all headed back to the hotel and......parted ways at the elevator. Awkward!&amp;nbsp; Now what?&amp;nbsp; Was that it?&amp;nbsp; Is that the last we would see of them?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; C-Man and I were sprawled on the bed talking about what a great weekend we had when he got a text from Bella.&amp;nbsp; Mr. Man is talking about threesomes with the girls.&amp;nbsp; What do we think and does C-Man want his own private time with the girls.&amp;nbsp; I'm grinning ear to ear and say yes right away.&amp;nbsp; I don't think C-Man was expecting me to answer so quick and eagerly.&amp;nbsp; Mr. Man was going to take a nap first so Bella came up to our room and we were to both wake him up later when it was his turn.&amp;nbsp; It's all a bit blurry but I do recall everyone getting on the bed and the three of us taking turns kissing each other.&amp;nbsp; Various pieces of clothing being removed until we are all mostly naked.&amp;nbsp; The first thing I remember was laying on my back and the beautiful Bella between my legs.&amp;nbsp; I don't even remember if C-Man was behind her fucking her or not.&amp;nbsp; I was to self involved in what Bella was doing to me to know what was going on.&amp;nbsp; It felt so much different than a man.&amp;nbsp; More gentle, more intense and made me cum quicker than C-Man usually makes me.&amp;nbsp; Maybe because it was all new and exciting, I don't know but I tuned everything else out and was in my own little world.&amp;nbsp; I know it sounds a little weird but I loved watching C-Man with Bella.&amp;nbsp; It was incredibly sexy watching them please each other.&amp;nbsp; I just wanted to sit back and watch but we all took turns with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Round two:&amp;nbsp; Both Bella and I got ready quickly to meet Mr. Man.&amp;nbsp; Barefoot, I grabbed my blue studded heels as we walked out the door.&amp;nbsp; Giggling like school girls down the hall with my shoes dangling in my hands, I agree with Bella.&amp;nbsp; I felt like a total slut, but in a good way.&amp;nbsp; So we walk into Mr. Man's room and he's sound asleep.&amp;nbsp; He did want us to wake him up, so we both start undressing and I say hold on a minute cuz I wanted to put on the shoes.&amp;nbsp; We both slide into bed, one girl on each side, and start kissing on him and touching him until he wakes up.&amp;nbsp; I guess that is every mans dream, right?&amp;nbsp; I don't remember if he noticed the shoes first or if Bella pointed them out.&amp;nbsp; Either way, he seemed to like them and they made my short legs feel longer.&amp;nbsp; I want to say that I was on top of him just kissing at first, taking my turn kissing Bella.&amp;nbsp; I also can't remember if I slid his dick into my pussy or if he did.&amp;nbsp; I was on top for a bit until he stopped and took me from behind.&amp;nbsp; While he was doing me, I was between Bella's legs trying to make sure everyone was having a good time.&amp;nbsp; Next thing I know, I'm on my back and Mr. Man is fucking me missionary style.&amp;nbsp; It was feeling so good but I think I was stabbing the two of them with my spiky heels.&amp;nbsp; So the genius that I am, I grab hold of my heels and lift my legs to my head.&amp;nbsp; Not only did I eliminate further injury, the orgasms were a bit more intense.&amp;nbsp; At this point, it is the wee hours of the morning and we have to get up early and head to the airport.&amp;nbsp; I say goodnight and slink back to my room with the biggest smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; C-Man is up waiting for me and wants to hear everything.&amp;nbsp; So I spill the details.&amp;nbsp; I pretty much tell him everything that I can remember.&amp;nbsp; He wanted to make sure I was okay, that I felt comfortable, etc.&amp;nbsp; I think it kind of turned him on when I recapped my evening for him.&amp;nbsp; He started kissing me and then told he to take the rest of my clothes off.&amp;nbsp; He wanted to make sure that the last man I fucked in this city was him.&amp;nbsp; I was surprised that either of us had anything left in us after this long weekend.&amp;nbsp; Now sleep because we were meeting our new friends for breakfast in a few hours before we headed to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the word is, everyone had a good time, and we all want to do it again, as soon as possible! So Sin City it is. Did I mention I have a window fetish? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-3930014167811820168?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/3930014167811820168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/08/threesomes-ms-version-finally.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/3930014167811820168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/3930014167811820168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/08/threesomes-ms-version-finally.html' title='Threesomes, M&apos;s version (finally)'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-5930199311516812357</id><published>2010-07-23T02:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T17:46:57.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Part 3, 3somes C-man Style</title><content type='html'>So where were we...oh yeah....so we head out to dinner on Sat night...great food, even better company. A lot of laughs and good times. We explore the downtown area, take a carriage ride, a walk by the river... all in all a great night. They are so fun to hang out with, our kind of people. It was like we had been friends for a long time. It was that natural..... and then we get back to the hotel....and they are on the 4th floor, and we are on the 8th floor. We get into the elevator, and......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They get out on the 4th floor....it was all very....sudden. We get off on the 8th floor, and go back to our room. Its about 11:30pm, and im the finality of it all hit me as we got to the room. We had to be to the airport at noon the next day. Again, your mind is whirling about 1000 things all at once. Were they tired? Were things weird, and I missed the signs? Maybe they just weren't as attracted to us, as we were to them? It now sounds all silly, but in the moment, and it still being really new....a lot of things go through your mind. But, as &lt;a href="http://beingbella2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bella&lt;/a&gt; said...thank you goes to the guy who inventing texting! So after a few texts back and forth between me and Bella, it was quite clear we all wanted to play again, and then this txt hits my phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mr. Man is suggesting some MFF action, what do u think?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bounce the idea off of M. Shes all for it, and then it dawns on me. I will be alone, while M and Bella go down to play with Mr. Man. I wont know whats going on, what she is doing, etc. Sort of against our rules. We play together. Not sure I can handle, just sitting in the hotel room, wondering just how M is getting fucked. But everyone one is on board, so I dont say anything. So I txt back, we are up for it, what now? Bella txts back "ill be right up", and 5 minutes later, I have two hot, sexy, willing women in my room, ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all get naked in bed, kissing, hands exploring, etc....its all a blur for a bit...next thing I remember is M on her back, Bella between her legs, and me kissing M, sucking on her tits, and watching Bella lick a pussy for the 1st time in her life. Man, was that hot. She went to town, and knew what she was doing, because before I knew it, M was cumming on Bellas face.&amp;nbsp; I move behind Bella and start to finger her, and then I move back and forth allowing M to suck Bellas juices off my fingers. We sort of move around a bit, the next thing I remember is, im fucking Bella from behind. OMG was that good. Her long legs give her a higher position then im used to, and im loving it..I had a hold of her tiny hips, and she is matching me powerful stroke for powerful stroke... before you know it, im exploding inside her. Next thing I remember Bella is now on her back on the bed, M is licking my cum out of her pussy, and I am fingering M from behind. In no time, I am hard again, and now I slip into M from behind, and I am fucking her doggy style, while her face is still buried in Bellas pussy. I fuck M from behind, who is of course cumming like crazy on my cock....every minute or 2, I stop, head up to the head of the bed, grab the back of Bellas head with my hands, and fuck her mouth with Ms juices all over my cock. Bella moans deep, and with lust, as she cant get enough of my cock into her mouth, loving me fucking her mouth with M's juices on it, her eyes wide with lust and want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****side note ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While writing this post, Bella and I just had phone sex. I thought you guys should know. Ok where was I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point, I know I was licking Bellas pussy, and M and Bella were making out, and then I starting spanking one of Bellas beautiful ass cheeks, and M started spanking the other, until we get her ass nice and red, while I was fingering her. Soooooooo hot. Ok so at some point, I end up on my back, and M is sucking my cock, while Bella is playing with my balls, and the area under my balls while kissing me passionately. I am getting close, but I want to cum in Bellas mouth/hands. Who knows when I will ever get to see her again...(more on that later).... so I have M and Bella switch....Bella is now sucking me with her expert mouth, while stroking my cock.... M is now kissing me, and playing with my balls....and well...not much longer after that, I cum all over Bellas hands...who brings me down nice and slow...slowly pumping my cock with her hand and mouth after I cum....so sweet, erotic, and felt sooooooo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it was over. In a flash, M and Bella were giggling like school girls out the door, and the 4th floor, and Mr. Man. M grabbed her blue 4 inch hooker heels &lt;a href="http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-boring-tuesday-or-so-i-thought.html"&gt;(the shoes in this post)&lt;/a&gt; on the way out. Just like that, alone. M doing god knows what. Who knows when she will be back, and its 1am. She will have her own story, that I wont have. Shes playing alone. It feels weird. Im a little jealous. I didnt get to play alone. We werent supposed to play alone. Yet, here I am alone. Trying not to think about it. I needed to go print our boarding passes in the business center of the hotel. So I go do that...I think maybe ill go for a walk, until I walk outside, and the heat and humidity hit me like a ton of brinks. So fuck that. So I go back up to the room. Start fiddling with the laptop, start to do a little packing, trying not to think about whats going on 4 floors below, or if M is even coming back up. We didnt discuss the rules, or anything...so....who knows? Its all new and foreign, and then before I know it, my phone vibrates. A text from M... "heading up!". And just like that, shes back. She staggers through the door, like a girl whose been well fucked. Legs like jelly, hair matted down with sweat. Hooker shoes in her hands. Takes her shirt off..and I can see she didnt even hook the corset half way back up, and her tits are hanging out. And shes got that evil, evil grin on her face. "it was fucking awesome" she said. And all my worries went away. She looked like a happy hot mess. What more could I ask for? Though when she described how she was fucked, ill admit a twinge of jealousy as she talked about holding onto her hooker heels over her head, as Mr. Man fucked her. We have not done that, but she talked about how good it felt, so...who am I to complain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling a little horny looking at her such a hot mess, and telling me with such lust about how she was fucked, I fucked M doggie style before we went to bed....I also wanted to make sure my cock was the last one she had while we were here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, that was it really. We had a nice breakfast at a really neat place, then off to the airport and home. It was sad to leave. We wanted more of them. We had such a great time. We cant wait to see them again (it is already it in the planning stages.) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recapping the weekend: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mass of emotions went through me. It was so hard to process. It was all so new. Left on an amazing high. They are really amazing people. Felt so natural, like we had been friends forever. So many laughs and good times to go with the sexy times. It was a mind blowing experience. The sex was amazing. So many new and wonderful experiences. But if your not careful, the "weird" stuff can get to you, if your not careful. The stand out weird stuff for me was A. Having another dude there, and fucking his wife, while hes fucking mine. That took a little bit to get used too. B. Feeling a bit left out at one point. C. M making Mr. Man cum 3 times in one session. Shes never done that for me, ever. D. Watching her walk out the door to go play alone, and the story of how she fucked in the shoes, and not be able to see it for myself. But in the end, those 4 "weird" things were really MINOR. Tiny little things really, but they were on my mind, so I wanted to blog about them. The entire experience was amazing. Awesome. To see M, like that, priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cant wait to see them again, and we hope they feel the same way...(we are pretty sure they do) *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats it for me really, its just up to the girls to tell their side, esp when they played with Mr. Man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Hope you guys enjoyed reading my side of the events! Hopefully there are many more to cum! With pics even next time...*crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-5930199311516812357?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/5930199311516812357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/weekend-part-3-3somes.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5930199311516812357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5930199311516812357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/weekend-part-3-3somes.html' title='Weekend Part 3, 3somes C-man Style'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-7024477055827498448</id><published>2010-07-22T22:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T22:54:58.448-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swapping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foursome'/><title type='text'>M's version Day Two part One</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; C-Man posted on his recollection of events on day two, so here's mine.&amp;nbsp; I will jump to the afternoon when our new friends showed up early and waited in our room until theirs was ready.&amp;nbsp; Since Bella and C-Man went into this already, we hung out for a bit until check-in.&amp;nbsp; I do remember the window incident.&amp;nbsp; C-Man is a little smooth and somehow got Bella pinned up against the floor to ceiling corner window.&amp;nbsp; I was a little turned on watching them kissing, rather innocently considering our first meeting.&amp;nbsp; On the other hand, it was a bit weird watching my husband kiss another woman passionately in front of me.&amp;nbsp; Do I avert my eyes?&amp;nbsp; Do I pretend not to be there?&amp;nbsp; I didn't feel like this was a three party deal, so I keep watching with a grin ear to ear.&amp;nbsp; Very hot either way.&amp;nbsp; Mr Man said their room was ready and off she went.&amp;nbsp; A little later, Bella texted C-Man to see what we wanted to do.&amp;nbsp; So blah, blah blah, plan was for all four of us to meet in our room for round two.&amp;nbsp; As C-Man mentioned, I did put on my new corset and waited for them to show up.&amp;nbsp; We agreed not to take pics since only three of us are into blogging and over sharing thing, but we took some once we were home so people could see the corset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TEjvRUa4cyI/AAAAAAAAA60/A33N3djkCuY/s1600/IMG00554.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TEjvRUa4cyI/AAAAAAAAA60/A33N3djkCuY/s400/IMG00554.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What I was wearing when they were waiting in our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TEjxC826wYI/AAAAAAAAA7k/KQ_fGCH1a38/s1600/DSCN0619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TEjxC826wYI/AAAAAAAAA7k/KQ_fGCH1a38/s400/DSCN0619.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TEjwha50SBI/AAAAAAAAA7E/QHQjTlk90P4/s1600/DSCN0625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TEjwha50SBI/AAAAAAAAA7E/QHQjTlk90P4/s400/DSCN0625.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TEjwlu_xeCI/AAAAAAAAA7M/8B1NaWZSy7k/s1600/DSCN0647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TEjwlu_xeCI/AAAAAAAAA7M/8B1NaWZSy7k/s400/DSCN0647.JPG" width="348" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TEjwu7x7SHI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Px1z3oxuuj0/s1600/DSCN0622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TEjwu7x7SHI/AAAAAAAAA7U/Px1z3oxuuj0/s400/DSCN0622.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is the corset I changed into, we took a couple of shots to show it off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On with the afternoon.&amp;nbsp; A few minutes after I changed, they were knocking on the door.&amp;nbsp; I'm kind of hazy even though I read Bella's and C-Man post about this so maybe we can fill in each others blank spots.&amp;nbsp; I don't remember if we hugged or kissed each other hello or not.&amp;nbsp; The first thing I remember was being on the bed with Bella and us moving towards each other to kiss.&amp;nbsp; Mr. Man is getting cozy in a chair with a great viewing angle, then C-Man pulling up a chair and settling in for a show.&amp;nbsp; Not too long after, her top was coming off.&amp;nbsp; Then mine came off revealing the above corset.&amp;nbsp; Her hands trying to undo the hooks, me giggling.&amp;nbsp; I ended up opening the corset half way down exposing my girls, they just needed a little breathing room.&amp;nbsp; Some more girl on girl action and the boys join us on the bed.&amp;nbsp; I think I was alternating between kissing Bella and Mr. Man.&amp;nbsp; At some point while I'm kissing her, Mr. Man starts fingering me and already starting to come.&amp;nbsp; I'm not really good at recalling specifics when I'm in the zone because I tend to tune everything else around me out.&amp;nbsp; I occasionally glance over C-Man and Bella but then I'm right back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I don't even remember what position(s) we were in when I made Mr. Man cum the first two time.&amp;nbsp; Must have been doggie style and missionary.&amp;nbsp; All I know is that I felt fucking great.&amp;nbsp; Mr. Man looked spent and sat back down in the chair for a breather.&amp;nbsp; Next thing I know, I'm off the bed and straddling him in the chair kissing him.&amp;nbsp; He seemed to have a liitle bit left in him, so I dropped to the floor on my knees and take him in my mouth.&amp;nbsp; I loved rolling my tongue and lips over his entire penis.&amp;nbsp; All the while he keeps asking me to stop over and over.&amp;nbsp; As C-Man will tell you, I don't listen very well and I continue to tease Mr. Man with my mouth for quite a while.&amp;nbsp; The persistent bitch that I am, I make Mr. Man cum a third time in my mouth.&amp;nbsp; Little did I know that I had an audience watching on the bed behind me.&amp;nbsp; C-Man and Bella took a break to watch me suck Mr. Mans cock dry.&amp;nbsp; All of a sudden I'm feeling weird, and I want to say stop staring.&amp;nbsp; This I don't get at all.&amp;nbsp; But I would stare if the table were reversed.&amp;nbsp; And I did just that when playtime was back on track.&amp;nbsp; It was actually nice to be a voyeur this time watching Bella work C-Mans cock.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could remember more specifics but the afternoon was incredible.&amp;nbsp; We break up, and clean up before meeting for dinner and an evening out.&amp;nbsp; There will be more posting from later that night about two threesome we had, both girls with each man separately.&amp;nbsp; Heavenly.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-7024477055827498448?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/7024477055827498448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/ms-version-day-two-part-one.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7024477055827498448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7024477055827498448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/ms-version-day-two-part-one.html' title='M&apos;s version Day Two part One'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TEjvRUa4cyI/AAAAAAAAA60/A33N3djkCuY/s72-c/IMG00554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-9124801791126698908</id><published>2010-07-20T01:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T01:01:35.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>C mans Version of Round 2, Day 2..</title><content type='html'>Yes to answer the question your thinking, there will be a round 3, on day 2, but your gonna have to wait for that. Patience people, stop rushing me, im tryin to tell a story here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so to catch u up, we got dropped off at the Hotel, and M and I spent a nice evening exploring the town on our own, got back late, slept late, and explored the area around the hotel in the morning and early afternoon. Had a nice breakfast at a local establishment, and walked around and took pics and took in the sights for about 3 hours. It was HOT and HUMID. So we were pretty spent, went back to the hotel to shower and relax knowing&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://beingbella2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bella&lt;/a&gt; (go check out her love of Colgate)&amp;nbsp; and Mr. Man probably would be checking in, within and hour or 2. Sure enough, they txted they were on their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They arrive and their room is not ready. So they head up to our room. Everyone is just lounging, chatting, relaxing, and enjoying each others company....watching Mike Rowe and dirty jobs (thats sexy right? Watching Mike Rowe collect alligator eggs?)&amp;nbsp; A million things are running through my head. Did yesterday really happen? Did they like it? Do they want more? I mean they did ask to come up to our room. But, i mean, its still&amp;nbsp; all new...I have no idea.Then Mr. Man decides to see what the heck the hold up is with their room, and goes down to check on their room. So M, Bella, and I are just chatting in our room. We have one of the nicer rooms in the hotel, a corner room, with a bump out in the corner, thats wall to ceiling glass, that looks over the town. Bella is pointing out buildings, etc.. and says "i used to work at that building right there" and points in the general direction of about 5 buildings. C-Man sees and opening. Which one? That one she says. I say, come show me, there a bunch of buildings right there! So she gets up, comes to the big ass windows and says that grey one right there! Now, I knew which one she meant, but i wanted her to come to the window. So i sidestep in behind her, put my arms on the window so shes kinda caught between me and the window and say "oh, THAT one!" Bella turns around, and we start to kiss. Passionately. Hands everywhere. I have her pinned against the window. Shes loving it. Now she has a short jean skirt on. I have my hands under it, grabbing her ass, pulling her skirt up, and exploring her folds. Now we are on the 8th floor, which is the top floor, but it aint that far up, if anyone was looking up, they were getting quite the show of Bellas FINE ass. God she is Sexy. This is soooo hot. I have to have her again. And then, her phone vibrates. Its Mr. Man. Their room is ready. So down Bella goes to their room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the next little bit of time is a blur. I have no idea how it came about, but im pretty sure it went something like this. Txt from Bella - Uh, yeah, C-Man, that window thing? Hizzot. Txt from me - What should we do now? Bella - Wanna play? Your room our ours? Before u know it, they are back up in our room. I at least think thats how it happened. Oh wait... i remember M saying she needed 5 minutes. What they didnt know was, she had a new corset she wanted to wear for them. Sorry we didnt take any pics for our 1st meeting, but M has some we took of her in it, so they will be in her post. next thing I remember, M and Bella are kissing on the bed. Mr. Man sits down in a chair to watch, but that chair is already by the bed. So i go over to get the desk chair, and wheel it over to the bed... i wanna watch in comfort too. But the act of going over getting the chair, and sitting in it... made the Girls giggle at the act. It was pretty funny, and still sureal, that this is happening. My hot wife is making out in our hotel bed, with another really hot woman. This is amazing stuff. Bella gets Ms shirt off...and the corset is revealed. Ooohs and ahhhs. It dawns on Bella "so thats why you needed 5 minutes! "Everybody laughs. I recall Mr. Man, saying... "M! God, thats so beautiful. So hot" Or something to that effect. M was beaming. It was cute watching Bella try to get at M's tits, and open the corset. Finally she said "this is why i dont own one!" Finally M helped her a bit, and M's tits were out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, its hazy again for a bit. At some point Mr. Man and I join the action, Mr. is fingering and fucking the living daylights out of M, and she is loving it. I am concentrating on licking and fingering Bellas pussy. Her pussy is amazing, smells and tastes sooooo good. I couldnt get enough. though long thin legs wrapped around my head, her moaning and groaning... pure heaven. Now I know M has gotten Mr. Man to cum once, and now, M and Bella are working him up to a second one. Mr. Man is on top, Bella is kissing Mr. Man and M, sucking on her tits, and talking dirty to both of them. Im behind Bella, exploring her pussy with my hands. This goes on for a while. I know M is having a blast, and LOVING being the center of attention between the 3 of them. She is in the zone again, of non stop cumming, wave after wave....eyes in the back of her head, trouble breathing as the wave after wave of orgasm takes her, as shes got Mr. Man in her, sucking on one tit, Bella sucking on the other, kissing them both.. and talking dirty, and after a while of this (i have no idea how long) something interesting happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind, starts to play with me. I start to feel.... forgotten, left out. I mean I have this incredibly hot scene happening in front of me, but as Mr. Man shoots his second load into M, I am feeling sort of, not there. Ive lost my hard on. I tried to focus, but it was no good for the most part. I almost had an erection back, but it went away. Now, heres where the competetiveness of me, and maybe a twinge of jealously....i dont think it was, but it might of been. As ive said, they are SOOOO many emotions going on, so many surreal things happening, its hard to quite know what your feeling. But I know im thinking, damn, hes got 2 shots on goal, and ive got none so far. Now remember this is all new for me and M, and its so hard to process in the moment. I was thinking.. maybe Bella is not interested? Maybe I am not attractive to her? Maybe i did something wrong? Your mind is racing a million thoughts a minute. I tried to get rid of the negative thoughts as silly, and try to concentrate on how hot it was, how much M was having a good time, and Bellas Beautiful Ass in front of me...... and then.....as if on que, this beautiful, amazing, intuitive woman in front of me, turns around, looks at me, with a twinkle and passion in her eye...and says so sweetly "Hey you...." and though she did not have to say it, you could see in her eyes, she could maybe see something on my face, and I think it dawned on her, I was sort of out of the action for a while... and Bella wrapped her arms around me, pulled me in for an amazing, sweet, passionate kiss, lays her forehead on mine and whispers as sweet as can be "you ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say im good, she says "good", and we are off exploring each other again... I end up laying on my back near the edge of the bed, and Bella is on her knees, sucking my cock. Her hands and mouth are electric. She knows just how to stroke, suck, and fondle me. Where my spots are. How i like to be touched. I cant resist, and put my hands on her head, and start to face fuck her a bit, controlling her mouth on my cock. Her moans of pleasure tell me, shes quite happy with what im doing. But, doing any more sort of dom/sub stuff (stuff we have discussed) while her husband is right behind me fucking my wife, seems something for another time, for which i cant wait. :) Before I know it, she has climbed up, and onto my cock, facing me. OMG. Such a different sensation. Shes much taller than M. longer legs, longer strokes, her face is much closer to mine than Ms because of the height difference. Its hot, wet, tight, and i cant control myself. I am meeting her every stroke hard, the sounds of our bodies together is loud. It feels sooooo good. After a couple of minutes, I am exploding inside her. Her pussy is MILKING my cock of all its load. It is an amazing feeling. I finally sort of look over to see whats going on, and M is on her knees, blowing Mr. Man in a chair. She is working hard, and overtime at this point. Shes pulling out all the stops. I recognize the moves. Those are the go to moves to get me to cum. This would be Mr. Mans 3rd load in like 1.5 hours or so.. maybe 2 hours. Really not sure, as time seemed to stand still. Mr. Man is begging for a break...for her to go slow or stop...But M is no quitter, and doesnt take no for an answer, and keeps working his cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know Bella really wants to see Mr. Man cum in M's mouth, so we sort of roll over, so we are spooning, and I am massaging her back, kissing up and down her arms, neck, and back as she watches M work....finally Mr. Man shoots his 3rd load down Ms throat. Hes done, spent, and very happy it would seem. :) I whisper in Bellas ear... "ya know, I wouldnt mind my cock in your mouth"..she pushes me on my back... and says "that can be arranged" and starts to work on my cock with her mouth, and hands. I love what she does with her hands...she explores my balls, and the spot under my balls, that I just LOVE to have stroked. Before I know it...M is next to me...sucking on my nipples, kissing me, stroking my balls, while Bella is sucking and stroking my cock. Yeah, how long was I gonna last with this going on???? Not long, and before I know it, im shooting my load all over Bellas hands. OMG, that was fucking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats about it. We hung out for a bit, had a few good laughs and decided on our evening plans. They went to their room to clean up, us too in our room, and we met down in the lobby in a bit to go out to dinner and enjoy the town.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I good accurately describe it, the feelings, the emotions, of it. It was surreal, in a reaallllly gooood way. Like, was this truly happening? Did we really find a really cool a couple we click with? It all felt so natural from the fucking to all the laughs we had. It was sooo hot, yet, so natural, yet, so surreal. Watching M with Bella, with Mr. Man, and With Bella and Mr. Man together....was so hot... to see her the center of attention, seeing the look on her face...like "oh my god, i never knew i could feel like this, its sooooooo gooooood". And Bella...god...she rawks my sawks as she likes to say. From the way she treated M, to how she just seemed to know what i was thinking, to her passion, her lips, her eyes, her laugh, the "yes,yes,yes" she says really fast when she likes what your doing :) to her craving of my cock....shes an amazing woman. Even Mr. Man.....all I wanted from him in my mind, was to treat M well, and boy did he do that... :) but we also hit it off as friends, which was also really cool. It all in all, up until this point, was just so surreal, yet natural, and as each hour past, it got more natural, and we all became better friends. Amazing really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for Sat, round 3! Though im sure, Bella and M will want to through in their thoughts on round 2 before I talk about round 3. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-9124801791126698908?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/9124801791126698908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/c-mans-version-of-round-2-day-2.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/9124801791126698908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/9124801791126698908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/c-mans-version-of-round-2-day-2.html' title='C mans Version of Round 2, Day 2..'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-2868883305584041044</id><published>2010-07-17T23:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T23:45:05.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>C-mans verision of Day 1....</title><content type='html'>Ok. So where to begin. Like M and &lt;a href="http://beingbella2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bella&lt;/a&gt; said. Its all a jumble. Esp, the 1st day, because it was all kinda sudden. All of a sudden we were in their bedroom, and stuff was happening. :) Let me back up though. We get picked up at the airport. Bella is out of the car, waving and walking towards us. OH MY. Her pics do not do her justice. The woman is beautiful, stunning, and sexy. Tall, thin, and all southern-y. She runs up, and gives me a big hug. Tight, those amazing boobs pressed up against me for a nice long time. A very nice hi ya do. A sneak a peek out of the corner of my eye, and see M and Mr. Man hugging. I can tell she likes what shes feeling and seein'. So, off we go, from the airport, to their house, to lunch, and back to their house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a lot of small talk, mostly from me..I do like to talk... and as my mom would say "C-Man loves the sound of his own voice". Whatever mom. People like me. :) By the time we are back to their place after lunch, we have now been hainging out about 4-5 hours. A few things come to my mind as we are hanging out. 1st is, I cant stop staring at Bella. She is stunning. Her voice is so sexy. She says "yall" a lot. It gives me a hard on. 2nd is, how well Mr. Man and I are getting along. I really did not know him, and had not talked to him much. We had a lot in common and he was a nice dude. I know this sounds weird, but that was important to me. I wanted us to get along...and well.. I wanted the guy who was going to be fucking my wife, to be a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I had about 3-4 opportunities to just grab Bella and kiss her, but i did not. But.... I soooo wanted too. There was one opportunity I did take advantage of.... M and Mr. Man were sitting on the couch, and Bella was sitting on the coffee table, chatting. Her legs resting in a chair. I took that opening.... and sat in the chair, and sort of touched her legs lightly...sort of accidently....but it was very much on purpose. Then all of a sudden Bella said "We are not going to talk all afternoon, im going to the bedroom, yall (there it is) can follow me if you want." So.... we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella starts right in, and asks M if she can kiss her, and its on. M and Bella are kissing softly, hands roaming, and hot as can be. I dont know what to do. Stare? Join? Look away? Laugh? Moan? I went with stare with mouth slightly agape. Before I know it, Bellas shirt/dress is up around her waist, and Mr. Man is fingering her nicely, on the bed. M and I sit on the end of the bed, and start kissing and fondling each other. I take Ms shirt and jeans off, and before u know it, Im fingering her on the edge of the bed. Im sitting on the edge of the bed, M is standing at the end of the bed, and im fingering her, and shes moaning.. but as i lean back on the bed, I have my other arm supporting me, back on the bed...i feel a hand reaching for mine...and its Bella who is now, laying on the bed, being fingered by Mr. Man...&amp;nbsp; and her head is up by M and I....so after squeezing her hand, I turn, lean down, and start kissing Bella. Before I know it, M is up on the bed, face down by Bellas pussy, kissing Mr. Man. Next thing I know, M's face is down in Bellas pussy, licking and sucking to her hearts content. After that, things get hazy. I do remember a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While kissing Bella, I heard the distinct sound of Ms pussy gushy wet sounds, and her moans of cumming... I look over and shes riding Mr. Man.....I go back to exploring Bellas amazing body with my hands and lips, and then I look over and Mr. Man is taking M from behind. Her favorite position... and she is cumming like crazy... non stop. She has that eyes rolled up in the back of her head look. She finally glances my way, and gives me her evil grin face...i know shes doing fine... :) I know at one point, I reach over and let M lick Bellas pussy juices off my fingers.....and then at one point, while kissing Bella sort of on top of her.... she whispers in my ear..... "fuck me now".... well you dont have to ask me twice......im already right there anyways...so i adjust slighty to get inbetween her legs, and slip into her wet, waiting pussy.... and its..... heavenly...its like shes lusting my cock, pulling me in, tight, wet, and amazing....all the while, hearing Mr. Man pound M from behind next to me, and her non stop moans and cumming....i sort of get lost in Bellas awesomeness, and when I come too, I realize M is now on the floor on her knees, and has Mr Man on the bed, and she is sucking him off, as only M can.... lets just say.....things sort of wrapped up after that...so we could go check into our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, heres where I want to talk about a few things, and end with some emotion talk :) One is, Bella.... she is amazing. she made me feel special, like I was an amazing man. Her lips, eyes, pussy, all made me feel like I was an amazing lover, and that&amp;nbsp; she couldnt get enough of me. Next is, M, watching her attack Bella, Mr. Man, and the whole time, telling me with her eyes she was having fun, and that what I was doing was ok, and hot. I couldnt ask for a more awesome wife.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok time for some emotional talk... you are like.... come on C-Man, its just Sex right? Whats the big deal? For me, it was, and I will try to explain. 1st was, will M be ok? She is my biggest concern. I am her protector. I want to make sure 200% she is ok. So at 1st, im sort of like triple sort of checking on her in my mind, and my heart wants to make sure shes ok. I also dont really know Mr. Man, and so its surreal that this guy is fucking my wife, very well might I add, because shes cumming non stop for like and hour, and I am playing with his wife, right there. So im also sort of thinking....is he ok with everything that im doing to his wife?? Then of course is Bella. I want her to know how she makes me feel, how attracted I am, how much I want her... but of course my wife is in the room...ignoring for a second shes getting fucked at the moment and cumming like crazy...is she ok with what I am doing? Her evil grin and wink while im fucking Bella tells me yes :) Then theres the whole surreal - ness of it all. Is this really happening? How am I feeling? Everyone ok? Fuck this is hot as hell....god damn M and Bella are the most beautful women I have ever known.....Is this REALLLLY happening???? Fuck... Fuck... dont cum yet... think about Wade Boggs Stats from 1986.....damn Bella feels so good.....look at M...shes loving this.....Damn it... what did Rice hit in 77??????? Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think it was all about the sex, but there was SOOO much more. Plus, they are an amazing couple. Very much like us. We had so much fun with them, in and out of the bedroom. As Bella said, the ultimate friends with benefits, who M and I hope, are friends for a very long time..... I apologize for the disjointedness of it all, it really is hard to put it all down into words. Onto Sat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: It was brought to my attention, I forgot to talk about my own feelings, seeing Mr. Man fuck M. It was surreal. It was weird. It was hot, and at 1st, a twinge of jealously. Just a twinge. Have to remember this is our 1st time at anything like this. We have been together for 20 years. As far as I knew, I was the only one that could make her cum like that :) So, for just a second, it felt....odd. But then, there was M smiling up at me, with that evil grin, with a total look of satisfaction, cumming like mad, utter bliss, loving all the attention from Mr. Man and Bella and just the whole situation, I was put at total ease.&amp;nbsp; It was surreal, hot, and amazing all at once. So much going on, to you, around you, so much to think about, feel, and digest. Could not of asked for a better 1st time/experience or weekend with my amazing wife, and our awesome new friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-2868883305584041044?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/2868883305584041044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/c-mans-verision-of-day-1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2868883305584041044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2868883305584041044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/c-mans-verision-of-day-1.html' title='C-mans verision of Day 1....'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-5128424327887724554</id><published>2010-07-17T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T20:01:29.632-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swapping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swinging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foursome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl on girl'/><title type='text'>More on that hot weekend</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sorry for the delay on getting more posts out on the subject, but I've been kind of&amp;nbsp;busy.&amp;nbsp; I will say that our posts may mirror those of Bella on her blog but I'm just trying to recount my side of the glorious story.&amp;nbsp; We left off arriving early at the airport Friday morning where our new friends picked us up.&amp;nbsp; I saw Bella right away.&amp;nbsp; What a beautiful, sexy woman she is.&amp;nbsp; Introductions and hugs were then exchanged.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Then I met Mr. Man.&amp;nbsp; Oh, my.&amp;nbsp; I am crushing on him &amp;nbsp;a bit, dreamy eyes and a little quiet.&amp;nbsp; Hope they like what they see so&amp;nbsp;far.&amp;nbsp; We load our bags into their car and head to their house until hotel check-in later.&amp;nbsp; We get to know each other a little better with random topics of discussion amongst the four of us.&amp;nbsp; Mainly, conversations happen between only two and sometimes three of us at a time.&amp;nbsp; Today we were together as a group.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We go to lunch for a quick bite and head back to their home.&amp;nbsp; More talking and then (as I recall it anyway) Bella says something like "y'all can follow me if you want."&amp;nbsp; So that's what the three of us did, right into her bedroom.&amp;nbsp; Next thing I know, Bella comes up to me asks if she can&amp;nbsp;kiss me.&amp;nbsp; Hell yes! Not sure what I was expecting.&amp;nbsp; But her sexy lips on mine so soft and tender, tongues probing each others mouths, hands trying to find a place to belong.&amp;nbsp; Oh, my.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So fucking hot that I almost forgot that our husbands were in the room with us.&amp;nbsp; I did turn around and both of them had goofy grins on their face.&amp;nbsp; At this point, I will tell everyone that I suck at details, so some of this may just be recapping and I'm sure C-Man will correct the info in his future posts.&amp;nbsp; Bella gets into bed and the rest of us seem to follow, again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not sure who started losing clothes first but Bella's dress ended up around her waist and my&amp;nbsp;jeans and shirt are off.&amp;nbsp; I remember playing first with our own husbands, kissing fondling, touching while the other couple watched each other.&amp;nbsp; I'm not even sure how or when we swapped husbands but that's what ended up happening.&amp;nbsp; Mr. Man lips so luscious, I didn't want to stop kissing him.&amp;nbsp; But I did when I saw a face length away was this beautiful woman who was laying next to me with her long legs spread slightly.&amp;nbsp; I just couldn't help myself, I needed to taste her and see if this was something I wanted to continue pursuing.&amp;nbsp; Both Mr. Man and C-Man were both excited to see me perforing such an act.&amp;nbsp; Oddly it felt natural for me to be between a womans leg.&amp;nbsp; And in case you were wondering, yes, I will&amp;nbsp;be doing that again.&amp;nbsp; I do recall at some point I pulled him off the bed and onto the floor.&amp;nbsp; What I can't remember&amp;nbsp;is, was this before or after I fucked him while I was on top.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ok, from here details get a little blurry.&amp;nbsp; I was distrcted.&amp;nbsp; I kept watching C-Man and Bella.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Incredibly hot.&amp;nbsp; I know there were blowjobs, lots of fucking, and&amp;nbsp;more girl on girl action.&amp;nbsp; Everything in my mind is clear yet also scattered.&amp;nbsp; I cannot seem to keep the sequence of events on the first meeting in order.&amp;nbsp; I don't think any of us was expecting to just jump into a foursome right off the bat, but I think everything worked out ok.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Later that day they dropped us off at our hotel later for check-in.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The plan was for them to also get a hotel room for Saturday night and see what else happens.&amp;nbsp; I'd say everyone is getting along at this point.&amp;nbsp; More of the story to come.&amp;nbsp; There's just so much in my head right now that I cannot possibly write everything down and I do want to keep some things private.&amp;nbsp; Stayed tuned for Day Number Two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-5128424327887724554?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/5128424327887724554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-on-that-hot-weekend.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5128424327887724554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5128424327887724554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-on-that-hot-weekend.html' title='More on that hot weekend'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-4851996849547952618</id><published>2010-07-16T14:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T14:20:47.807-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost forgot to Post this! Thanks to all our Readers!!</title><content type='html'>We just past 50,000 hits. creeping up on almost 200 followers. M and I are floored by this. We never thought anyone would care about what we had to say, our sex life, or anything about us really. We did it for us. Never even thought it might last. We started it on a lark. Now, 8 months later, We are blown away. 50000 hits? I never thought we would get 500. And we have made some cool online friends, and 2, amazing, new, RL friends. who we are very thankful for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks. Your viewing and comments mean a lot to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-4851996849547952618?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/4851996849547952618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/almost-forgot-to-post-this-thanks-to.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4851996849547952618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4851996849547952618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/almost-forgot-to-post-this-thanks-to.html' title='Almost forgot to Post this! Thanks to all our Readers!!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-2947677536690856408</id><published>2010-07-15T21:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T21:10:29.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you want to know about the "weekend"</title><content type='html'>But thats for later. I have one more post about before we left :) Of course there was a lot of sexual tension the week leading up to when we left, and I decided I did not want to cum after Monday night so when I came with Bella the 1st time, it would be a very heavy load :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I basically walked around with a hard on all week, and it did not help that M knew about it, and teased my cock all week. So these are a few of the pics I sent to Bella over the week, showing my excitement for the up cumming weekend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st 2, are me at work, walking around with a hard on through my pants, as Bella kept hitting me with sexy texts all week :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TD-qW97fkfI/AAAAAAAAA5M/L-VDgrvy7YQ/s1600/IMG00468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TD-qW97fkfI/AAAAAAAAA5M/L-VDgrvy7YQ/s400/IMG00468.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;The next batch are just random hard ons that I kept getting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TD-sQYanJgI/AAAAAAAAA5c/tEDqxXf4_qY/s1600/IMG00465.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TD-sQYanJgI/AAAAAAAAA5c/tEDqxXf4_qY/s400/IMG00465.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TD-sW4v3FpI/AAAAAAAAA5k/vVhTPF-UYj4/s1600/IMG00466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TD-sW4v3FpI/AAAAAAAAA5k/vVhTPF-UYj4/s400/IMG00466.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TD-szdULaJI/AAAAAAAAA5s/_JmwzMuisyw/s1600/IMG00479.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The next 2 are some morning, heres my ass pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TD-tmX8PpKI/AAAAAAAAA6M/_AuyJyikKAo/s1600/IMG00564.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TD-tmX8PpKI/AAAAAAAAA6M/_AuyJyikKAo/s400/IMG00564.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TD-tsFe2ENI/AAAAAAAAA6U/5Y24XY_hO6g/s1600/IMG00481.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TD-tsFe2ENI/AAAAAAAAA6U/5Y24XY_hO6g/s400/IMG00481.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These last 2 are my favorites. One was I was home at lunch, and wanted to send Bella something different. So I sent one with the glass dildo. I have no idea what I was thinking. Was I going for the letter T? I think I was...but why? I have no idea. I guess because its not like I was gonna be able to do a B for Bella, Or an M, or a Q....so I guess I went for easy, and the T.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then the last pic, I was really wanting to cum. M said to me to come over to her and drop my pants, and started to stroke my cock til I almost came... then stopped...took the pic, and Sent it to Bella and told her "dont worry, hes nice and hard, but he aint cumming!" That aint right!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TD-virFAWNI/AAAAAAAAA6c/h4Xdlb7G4SM/s1600/IMG00486.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TD-virFAWNI/AAAAAAAAA6c/h4Xdlb7G4SM/s400/IMG00486.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TD-vqf9dyjI/AAAAAAAAA6k/PkK222AKeD0/s1600/IMG00490.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TD-vqf9dyjI/AAAAAAAAA6k/PkK222AKeD0/s400/IMG00490.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you guys are nice, we will start to post about the weekend!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;C-Man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-2947677536690856408?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/2947677536690856408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-know-you-want-to-know-about-weekend.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2947677536690856408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2947677536690856408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-know-you-want-to-know-about-weekend.html' title='You know you want to know about the &quot;weekend&quot;'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TD-qW97fkfI/AAAAAAAAA5M/L-VDgrvy7YQ/s72-c/IMG00468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-2846943290820603900</id><published>2010-07-13T01:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T01:28:23.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pre trip prep if you will.....</title><content type='html'>So M said " i cant have Bella having to deal with your hairiness, so im shaving u". Its been a while since she has, and I always get nervous with a woman and a razor by my private parts, but I went along with it anyways. :) I totally forgot to ask Bella what she thought :) She seemed to like the area ok :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a couple of befores! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv3lnz_P2I/AAAAAAAAA4M/b8ayO55f9x4/s1600/DSCN0572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv3lnz_P2I/AAAAAAAAA4M/b8ayO55f9x4/s400/DSCN0572.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv3xEx2FaI/AAAAAAAAA4U/tW-oZD4n4zc/s1600/DSCN0573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv3xEx2FaI/AAAAAAAAA4U/tW-oZD4n4zc/s400/DSCN0573.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres some durings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv4GvUpnHI/AAAAAAAAA4c/9QC0JDU4opU/s1600/DSCN0576.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv4GvUpnHI/AAAAAAAAA4c/9QC0JDU4opU/s400/DSCN0576.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scissors! Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv4Ym4K3oI/AAAAAAAAA4k/FH53w_v2b58/s1600/DSCN0580.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv4Ym4K3oI/AAAAAAAAA4k/FH53w_v2b58/s400/DSCN0580.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All lathered up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv4r7IVnQI/AAAAAAAAA40/Hw6n3L_hhac/s1600/DSCN0582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv4r7IVnQI/AAAAAAAAA40/Hw6n3L_hhac/s400/DSCN0582.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv5ARLNJhI/AAAAAAAAA48/8TBnt6pdEco/s1600/DSCN0583.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv5ARLNJhI/AAAAAAAAA48/8TBnt6pdEco/s320/DSCN0583.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv5M5ngZ_I/AAAAAAAAA5E/TGjoS9nrUoc/s1600/DSCN0586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv5M5ngZ_I/AAAAAAAAA5E/TGjoS9nrUoc/s400/DSCN0586.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Done! Ready for our trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-2846943290820603900?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/2846943290820603900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-pre-trip-prep-if-you-will.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2846943290820603900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2846943290820603900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/some-pre-trip-prep-if-you-will.html' title='Some pre trip prep if you will.....'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv3lnz_P2I/AAAAAAAAA4M/b8ayO55f9x4/s72-c/DSCN0572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-1669670201184605165</id><published>2010-07-13T01:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T01:15:07.865-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scent of a Woman</title><content type='html'>There is something about a scent of a woman. Especially her vagina. I love the smell of M's pussy. I wish I could wear it all day. I love waking up in the morning, and smelling her on my face or my hands from the night before. I love if we have a quickie in the morning or at lunch, i can smell her all day, or the rest of the day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day last week, M was very horny about our upcoming trip to see Bella and Mr. Man. I stuck my finger in her pussy to check (this was in a dressing room of a ladies clothing chain, and M was trying on sexy clothes for the trip, to which we were sending pics back to Bella to see which outfits she liked on M) and her pussy was soaked. Heres how wet it was, just from trying on clothes. She also sucked my cock a little with people standing right outside the door. Just sayin. Best part was, M just dropped her pants, walked over to me and whispered "check and see how wet I am"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv0A23QcjI/AAAAAAAAA4E/O1uRd1XeTFQ/s1600/IMG00527.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv0A23QcjI/AAAAAAAAA4E/O1uRd1XeTFQ/s400/IMG00527.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved that I could smell her on my finger the rest of the day :) Confirming that was also Bellas smell. Such a beautiful smell. M said to me with a devilish grin on one of the mornings of the trip ...as she kissed me good morning...."mmmm i still smell Bella on your face, I love it" Oh yeah, it was a good trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-1669670201184605165?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/1669670201184605165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/scent-of-woman.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/1669670201184605165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/1669670201184605165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/scent-of-woman.html' title='The Scent of a Woman'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDv0A23QcjI/AAAAAAAAA4E/O1uRd1XeTFQ/s72-c/IMG00527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-6394010708276404229</id><published>2010-07-12T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T21:00:57.665-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swapping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='threesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foursome'/><title type='text'>A synopsis of our crazy sexy weekend getaway</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As the title clearly of this post says, this is just a synopsis of this past weekend.&amp;nbsp; I don't even&amp;nbsp;know where to begin, so here goes.&amp;nbsp; A little background for those who don't regularly read our blog, we tend to switch roles where one of us is the submissive &amp;amp; the other is the dom.&amp;nbsp; We also talk quiet frequently about the idea of swapping.&amp;nbsp; Little did I know talking would turn into something tangible.&amp;nbsp; Through our blogging, C-Man started emailing &amp;amp; texting &lt;a href="http://beingbella2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bella&lt;/a&gt;, and her husband Mr. Man&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; myself also began chatting.&amp;nbsp; Long story short, we seemed to get along and found out flirting with this couple was pretty hot.&amp;nbsp; One thing lead to another and voila, we made plans to meet them in person, this past weekend.&amp;nbsp; One short plane ride later, and I do mean short... we landed 35 minutes early...&amp;nbsp;they are picking us up at the airport.&amp;nbsp; Many things going through my head, especially the&amp;nbsp;logistics of this whole situation.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;What's proper etiquette here?&amp;nbsp; Ive never fucked a womans husband before, or kissed a wife before, or have someones wife fuck my husband...I mean..theres a book or something&amp;nbsp;I didnt read, right ? No idea, I guess we will&amp;nbsp;wing it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have way too many things rolling around in my head from this weekend.&amp;nbsp; Many new experinces to talk about.&amp;nbsp; Like kissing a girl for starters, a couple of foursomes, a couple of threesomes and then&amp;nbsp;a little getting to know each other.&amp;nbsp; Lets just says I am completely exhausted from all the cumming&amp;nbsp;still and will need time to gather my thoughts and all those glorious memories.&amp;nbsp; More of the story will unfold over the next couple of days.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-6394010708276404229?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/6394010708276404229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/synopsis-of-our-crazy-sexy-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6394010708276404229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6394010708276404229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/synopsis-of-our-crazy-sexy-weekend.html' title='A synopsis of our crazy sexy weekend getaway'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-6252937857016813575</id><published>2010-07-07T21:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T22:01:20.300-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strip club'/><title type='text'>Another strip clubbing night</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just realized I have been ignoring the blog for the last week and a half or two. &amp;nbsp;Nothing specific, only a general blah feeling.&amp;nbsp; Not that there hasn't been any good bedroom action.&amp;nbsp; Actually there has been plenty, and pretty damn good if I say so myself.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to write something quick about last last week when 5 of us headed to a strip club. Me, C-Man, a married set of friends and a single male friend.&amp;nbsp; Of course it was supposed to be a boys night out and I kind of invited myself along.&amp;nbsp; Who wants to be alone if you can be out with your man and have fun, right?&amp;nbsp; I think the other boys thought I was joking until it got closer to that night.&amp;nbsp; C-Man's friend said since M is going, my wife wants to go too.&amp;nbsp; Cool.&amp;nbsp; The plan was for everyone to meet at the single guys house and head out from there.&amp;nbsp; I did send a couple of pics to our new friends a glimpse at what I was wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDUluRPrf8I/AAAAAAAAA30/CI3NYd3KigM/s1600/IMG00611.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDUluRPrf8I/AAAAAAAAA30/CI3NYd3KigM/s400/IMG00611.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDUl7x7huWI/AAAAAAAAA38/4IwNnWpG0dM/s1600/IMG00615.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDUl7x7huWI/AAAAAAAAA38/4IwNnWpG0dM/s400/IMG00615.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lets start by saying we have never been to this particular club before and weren't sure what to expect.&amp;nbsp; I felt a little awkward.&amp;nbsp; There were tons of girls/dancers everywhere, all different.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Dare I say, not as classy as our usual place but nice enough to watch some naked boobs to dance for us.&amp;nbsp; At first we just sat back at a table and order a round a drinks to get the lay of the land.&amp;nbsp; Our friends wife seemed a bit uncomfortable so I didn't go with C-Man up closer to the dancers for a better show.&amp;nbsp; As she felt more at ease, I went and sat with my husband.&amp;nbsp; He already had about three or four dances and a back massage from the shot girl so I had some catching up to do.&amp;nbsp; C-Man wasted no time laying out several bills in front of me to get the girls attention.&amp;nbsp; Girl after girl rubbing their tits on my face, some kissing my neck, playing with my hair, a few even slipping their hands into my shirt under my bra playing with my nipples.&amp;nbsp; It was just getting C-Man all worked up watching them play with me.&amp;nbsp; We were there for several hours and I was ready to go home, get fucked and then get some sleep before I had to go to work in a couple of hours.&amp;nbsp; As usual, I was already wet and ready to go.&amp;nbsp; I can barely remember the&amp;nbsp;exact details but I remember cumming at least three times so I know I had fun.&amp;nbsp; I will post soon when I can give a bit more info or pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-6252937857016813575?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/6252937857016813575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-strip-clubbing-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6252937857016813575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6252937857016813575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-strip-clubbing-night.html' title='Another strip clubbing night'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TDUluRPrf8I/AAAAAAAAA30/CI3NYd3KigM/s72-c/IMG00611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-719587018727853307</id><published>2010-07-05T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T13:56:12.269-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Formspring!</title><content type='html'>We have neglected some FS questions... so here ya go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Whats up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well normally for C-man its his Hard On, as he has one most of the time. Also it could be the temp, as its in the mid to high 90's here in the Northeast most of this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M said "whats up yo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Most humiliating thing you have ever been made to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - nothing, as in because if i felt humiliated I would not do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-man - Sort of the same answer, if i really felt humiliated doing something, I would not do it. Its all in play really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all it said. So yes, I have one. An amazing one. IF your asking if you can fuck her, well we will need some more details from you. Maybe some punctuation from u, may help your cause. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - said, Yes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Worst sexual experience, either together, or as individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - Says that there was one time, while on meds when we were trying to make a baby, that she was realllllly dry, and it hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-man - I was dating this swimmer chick(Division 1, Olympic invitee type chick) . Amazing body, shitty selfish lover. She started giving me a blow job in her kitchen, well her parents kitchen actually (it was summer break), and well I came in her mouth. Now, mind u, she never said I shouldnt, or it was a problem for her... well she choked on it......ok i do a shoot a large load, ill give her that, but still. She ran over to the sink, and spit it all out, and started yelling at me. Kicked me out of the house even. Yeah, we did not date much longer after that. Turned out she was cheating on my anyways :)Karma is a bitch :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Lets say you have a spare room, devoted entirely to sex. Whats in that room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A swing, and a lot of those fuck machines you see on those web sites. Lots of stools, benches, crosses,&amp;nbsp; and stations covered in leather for easy cleaning and for various postions that u can be tied or chained in. Of course just a ton of toys like vibrators, glass dildos, floggers, hoods, etc. M also said it has to have its own bathroom attached to it. Shes always thinkin. :)&amp;nbsp; Oh and a lot of cameras so its easily filmed :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-719587018727853307?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/719587018727853307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/formspring.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/719587018727853307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/719587018727853307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/formspring.html' title='Formspring!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-9023317925521902163</id><published>2010-07-02T00:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T00:16:49.122-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flower'/><title type='text'>I saw this flower</title><content type='html'>I thought it was nice, So i thought I would share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TC1oCd-Ns5I/AAAAAAAAA3k/hz0CaAf6W5o/s1600/IMG00470.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TC1oCd-Ns5I/AAAAAAAAA3k/hz0CaAf6W5o/s400/IMG00470.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-9023317925521902163?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/9023317925521902163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-saw-this-flower.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/9023317925521902163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/9023317925521902163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-saw-this-flower.html' title='I saw this flower'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TC1oCd-Ns5I/AAAAAAAAA3k/hz0CaAf6W5o/s72-c/IMG00470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-4962371924527889293</id><published>2010-06-29T02:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T02:02:18.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch time hard on....</title><content type='html'>So Bella was sending me some hot texts right before I went to lunch.... my hard on lasted through lunch, and I wanted to take a quick pic or 2 so she could see.... what she does to me. I didnt want to waste time so i left my shirt on.... half for the time savings, the other half because I hoped it may cum out a little better than just a cock pic..... anyhoo, she liked my effort at least. I think. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCmMKN8_OrI/AAAAAAAAA3U/oaT5UfNhmBk/s1600/IMG00450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCmMKN8_OrI/AAAAAAAAA3U/oaT5UfNhmBk/s400/IMG00450.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCmMUIbuqMI/AAAAAAAAA3c/iJO3ZKrADZY/s1600/IMG00452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCmMUIbuqMI/AAAAAAAAA3c/iJO3ZKrADZY/s400/IMG00452.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-4962371924527889293?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/4962371924527889293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/lunch-time-hard-on.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4962371924527889293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4962371924527889293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/lunch-time-hard-on.html' title='Lunch time hard on....'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCmMKN8_OrI/AAAAAAAAA3U/oaT5UfNhmBk/s72-c/IMG00450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-3222999011727414955</id><published>2010-06-29T01:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T01:56:52.534-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hand</title><content type='html'>So, M has been naughty lately, So I thought she needed to know it. She kissed me, and told me she was going to bed. I gave her a minute or two, and followed her in, knowing she would be naked and in bed. I told her to get on all fours. Normally this means a fucking is coming. Her eyes lit up....... until i went over&amp;nbsp; and picked up the paddle. It was like the air getting let out of a balloon. She said "Oh no!"&amp;nbsp; M hates being paddled. She hates any form of pain. So I started paddling her ass, making her say she would be a good cum slut, she would not talk back anymore, and she would start sending more sexy txt, knowing she is having zero fun. I stick a finger in her pussy, and what do you know its a little wet. So i stick the glass dildo in, and before you know it, shes cumming while im spanking her. I remove the dildo, and insert my cock. HARD. FAST. DEEP. from behind....holding onto her hips and thrusting for all im worth. She is having powerful orgasms. Her pussy involuntarily clutching and unclutching my cock, like ive never felt. She was screaming face down in the pillow, and holding onto the bed with all should could. This way the view of her hand, as I was pounding her from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCmKj0B03_I/AAAAAAAAA3M/E40CHGi-wxk/s1600/IMG00454.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCmKj0B03_I/AAAAAAAAA3M/E40CHGi-wxk/s400/IMG00454.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a pic of just a hand, tells you all you need to know about whats going on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-3222999011727414955?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/3222999011727414955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/hand.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/3222999011727414955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/3222999011727414955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/hand.html' title='A Hand'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCmKj0B03_I/AAAAAAAAA3M/E40CHGi-wxk/s72-c/IMG00454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-7056802557398653756</id><published>2010-06-26T21:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T21:43:45.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining Cum, random pics, and C-man Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>So C-mans take on a not so boring Tues....and other stuff :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, lets start with the morning and afternoon. M's txts got sexier and sexier, as the day went on. Also turned out, her and Bella, had been exchanging some rather interesting txts as well, so.. lets just say, the tension had been building throughout the day. Little did I know M was going to be dressed to the hilt, and ready for me when i got home, and horny as fuck. I did not know she has been dying to put something sexy on, all day. What a nice surprise. So I gave her and immediate reward, my cock thrusting down her throat. I ordered her to the bed room, totally intent on denying her orgasms, and making her suck my cock til i blew my load in her mouth. But of course, she looked so sexy, and I could not resist touching her pussy, and shes cumming within seconds. So I push her off sucking my cock, so I can take some pics. I then start to slowly fuck her from behind, slowly in and out. then on, one of the "outs" i quickly replace my cock, with the glass dildo, hard and fast. M starting cumming hard immediately, with a GASP. She cant stop cumming. So now im trying to figure out some different angle for pics as I am slamming her pussy with the dildo. One is the one im most proud of, the one with the dildo peeking out of pussy, and her shoe :) Now you have to envision, shes at the very edge of the bed, ass hanging off the edge, on all fours. Im literally on the ground, laying on my back, reaching my hand up and fucking her pussy with the dildo in one hand, and the camera in the other. M cums hard, and wet. Me and the camera are getting a shower of M's cum, as i try to get some good pics. Damn it was hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto the second part M left out :) . When she started to milk me, I realized her face was very close to my ass. So i pulled her in by her hair, right into my ass. I made her tongue my asshole, nice and deep while milking my cock. Telling my cum slut, to get her tongue in there nice and deep. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd thing she left out, was..... in the end, while riding me reverse cowgirl, we slipped into/tried a position we had, never done before. How awesome is that......after 20 years, we still somehow find, new things. Damn I love her :) So shes riding me reverse cowgirl, which is not easy for her, because shes got realllllly short legs. But she was cumming pretty hard, but not hard enough, so she adjusted to be more upright on my cock, and almost lost her balance, so i instinctively reached up and grabbed her arms to stready her....i then sort of slowly slid down her arms to her hands. PERFECT! She could sit perfectly upright on my cock, thus, allowing my cock, full penetration. After a few test pulls by M, to check to see if I could hold her in the position she wanted, and not worry falling off the bed, M went to town, riding my cock like never before, while i held onto her hands, her arms spreadeagle behind her. Fucking incredible. I blew my load in her pussy.... cumming twice in 30 minutes. This needs needs to happen more often. If i have one tiny complaint, its always M never tries to give me 2 orgasms. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok 1st pic is from dessert that night. Hey 2 hours of playing tires a guy out, so we had dinner and dessert :) Here is M eating hers, and yes... the people at the restaurant and the ice cream place (ok really its a gelato place) LOVED the cleavage M was showing off......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCaiuy-jQEI/AAAAAAAAA10/DVbDIK50vpE/s1600/IMG00435.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCaiuy-jQEI/AAAAAAAAA10/DVbDIK50vpE/s400/IMG00435.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here is one last one from that night, I just liked the perspective of my cock and Ms pussy with dildo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCakSYd7TuI/AAAAAAAAA18/uzn_g_js9f8/s1600/IMG00409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCakSYd7TuI/AAAAAAAAA18/uzn_g_js9f8/s400/IMG00409.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next is 2 of my "artsy" ones :) Dont laugh. Im trying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCalNuOTd0I/AAAAAAAAA2E/7ezuJZvGOsw/s1600/IMG00385.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCalNuOTd0I/AAAAAAAAA2E/7ezuJZvGOsw/s400/IMG00385.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;These next two, i really like, not for what they are, but what the represent.... I wake up one morning before work, and my phone is already filled with sexy txts from M and Bella. They already have me hard and dripping, and im not even up yet. How is a guy supposed to concentrate at work?!?!?! I am one very lucky guy, and I know it. I hope I tell them enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCaouyExZwI/AAAAAAAAA20/4XgtLwueyqM/s1600/IMG00426.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCaouyExZwI/AAAAAAAAA20/4XgtLwueyqM/s400/IMG00426.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCao5vyG-cI/AAAAAAAAA28/pD6_fPUv3_0/s1600/IMG00427.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCao5vyG-cI/AAAAAAAAA28/pD6_fPUv3_0/s400/IMG00427.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last, was a cum shot, from me masterbating, which I rarely do anymore. But after some hot txts and voice message of her cumming from Bella, I needed to cum..... to which she also got a nice voice message in return of me cumming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well thats it for now, C-Man out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCaq3svqicI/AAAAAAAAA3E/XZouRnDHcfc/s1600/IMG00416.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCaq3svqicI/AAAAAAAAA3E/XZouRnDHcfc/s400/IMG00416.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Another long and busy day at work.&amp;nbsp; My boss had more vacation time so I was basically in charge.&amp;nbsp; The extra work load did not stop me from sending some steamy texts to C-Man.&amp;nbsp; For some reason I was really craving for him fuck me that day, work was just a distraction and I could not&amp;nbsp;wait for this day to end.&amp;nbsp; All I was imagining was getting home and changing into something that made me feel sexier, some lingerie from the closet and definitely wanted to try out a pair of my new shoes in bed.&amp;nbsp; C-man was still in charge of me and seemed to like the texting.&amp;nbsp; I think he was pretty happy that he didn't have to prod me much to start the "flirting" since that part of me shuts down when I'm busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Luckily I got out on time and had plenty of time for a quick work out and shower before he got home.&amp;nbsp; Once I got dressed, I waited for him in the living room.&amp;nbsp; First thing he&amp;nbsp;did was lean down kissed me deeply and passionately.&amp;nbsp; Then he abruptly stopped, unzipped his pants and forced his cock into my mouth.&amp;nbsp; Just short of cumming,&amp;nbsp;he ordered me into the bedroom and on the bed.&amp;nbsp; He liked what he was seeing so lots of pics were taken and the shoes were in most :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCYQzBA1zHI/AAAAAAAAAy8/02LrWbZWl5Y/s1600/DSCN0509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCYQzBA1zHI/AAAAAAAAAy8/02LrWbZWl5Y/s320/DSCN0509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCYSGO_VN2I/AAAAAAAAAzE/IolaHxrsYx8/s1600/DSCN0506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCYSGO_VN2I/AAAAAAAAAzE/IolaHxrsYx8/s320/DSCN0506.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCYWQmVijcI/AAAAAAAAAzM/KpRd1w3dBHY/s1600/DSCN0522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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At one point the panties fell out of my mouth, C-man was not happy with this and subsequently spanked my ass until I cringed a bit.&amp;nbsp; He made me cum many times with the toy until his arms just got too tired to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCYvRbnDQbI/AAAAAAAAA0E/25ZpAP0R2i0/s1600/DSCN0532.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCYvRbnDQbI/AAAAAAAAA0E/25ZpAP0R2i0/s400/DSCN0532.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCYvb6zz-kI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Ahyj9uZD88w/s1600/DSCN0533.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCYvb6zz-kI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Ahyj9uZD88w/s400/DSCN0533.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCYvlnn4PSI/AAAAAAAAA0U/52K23U4FfXc/s1600/DSCN0534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He practically pushed me out of bed and told me to go to the kitchen and get a little cup.&amp;nbsp; Back on my knees I go.&amp;nbsp; He positioned himself well for a nice, long cock milking.&amp;nbsp; All his load shot into the cup for his Slut to drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCY259cqOjI/AAAAAAAAA1M/-4TGymMKcqw/s1600/DSCN0562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCY259cqOjI/AAAAAAAAA1M/-4TGymMKcqw/s400/DSCN0562.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCY3M1z9VAI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ebDq1xl0I84/s1600/DSCN0563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCY3M1z9VAI/AAAAAAAAA1U/ebDq1xl0I84/s400/DSCN0563.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCY3v3qJCWI/AAAAAAAAA1c/prI2Gk8g3HA/s1600/DSCN0567.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCY3v3qJCWI/AAAAAAAAA1c/prI2Gk8g3HA/s400/DSCN0567.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCY38FXZUoI/AAAAAAAAA1k/E02ZsTcCknk/s1600/DSCN0569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCY38FXZUoI/AAAAAAAAA1k/E02ZsTcCknk/s400/DSCN0569.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCY4HPHZVCI/AAAAAAAAA1s/xc9LlogByNI/s1600/DSCN0570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCY4HPHZVCI/AAAAAAAAA1s/xc9LlogByNI/s400/DSCN0570.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Once we did a quick cleanup and had a bit of a make out session, it was time for round two.&amp;nbsp; C-Man's request was reverse cowgirl.&amp;nbsp; Shoes still on and digging into his sides, he had enough so he took them off my feet.&amp;nbsp; Now we're talking.&amp;nbsp; I didn't take much after that for him to cum inside of me.&amp;nbsp; By this time a couple hours had passed and we were both starving.&amp;nbsp; Not a bad way to end another boring Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;M.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-4133618453226595029?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/4133618453226595029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-boring-tuesday-or-so-i-thought.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4133618453226595029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4133618453226595029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-boring-tuesday-or-so-i-thought.html' title='Another boring Tuesday, or so I thought'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TCYQzBA1zHI/AAAAAAAAAy8/02LrWbZWl5Y/s72-c/DSCN0509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-3692440185993457841</id><published>2010-06-21T19:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T19:55:38.433-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring'/><title type='text'>Formspring!</title><content type='html'>Been a while since we have gotten any questions, but today.... we have 2! So here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Need girl to fuck&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, interesting. Notice the lack of punctuation. So im not sure how to handle the question, so Ill handle it both ways. 1st way, is with a period at the end. So that means u, my question giver, is looking for a girl to fuck. So, yes, M is available to fuck, under the right circumstances. Please let us know if you are interested. Now, if you meant to end that with a ?, the answer is still yes. I would love a girl to fuck, So would M. So please send us a pic and a little info about yourself! Amazing the difference a little punctuation makes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I HAVE TO get one of those *blush*. How much are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only assume here you are asking about the Glass Dildo. They were pretty inexpensive, and only about $30 each! Its freaking amazing and worth every penny! I also think I know who posted this question as you also like to put *blush* in your blog a lot! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the questions cumming people! I love answering them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-3692440185993457841?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/3692440185993457841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/formspring_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/3692440185993457841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/3692440185993457841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/formspring_21.html' title='Formspring!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-3810708314493687051</id><published>2010-06-18T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T21:34:45.485-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><title type='text'>New Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hope everyone likes my two new pair of shoes as much as I do.&amp;nbsp; I was only supposed to get one pair but I couldn't help myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBwZvDqAiSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/bVqx3MksBFI/s1600/IMG00405.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBwZvDqAiSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/bVqx3MksBFI/s400/IMG00405.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBwZlpm5ZeI/AAAAAAAAAx8/ze8-ZKTrT8M/s1600/IMG00412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" qu="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBwZlpm5ZeI/AAAAAAAAAx8/ze8-ZKTrT8M/s400/IMG00412.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBwY2h_gHcI/AAAAAAAAAx0/ZSlt8yWGH8E/s1600/_Media+Card_BlackBerry_pictures_IMG00436.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Wow was it. Normally after M takes a pounding like it did last night, there is no round 2, the next night. But for some reason, her pussy was in fine condition for tonight! Another benefit of a glass dildo! Tonight was just as good as last night, except tonight we took pictures and a video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to say, I only have 1 pic to show u, M has the rest. Maybe she will post them! And of course, the video was for a certain couple. :) As you can see in the pic, M was squirting again :) a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBmkk3qkblI/AAAAAAAAAxs/t-gFOrvdM1s/s1600/IMG00393.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBmkk3qkblI/AAAAAAAAAxs/t-gFOrvdM1s/s400/IMG00393.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-2284650059281031262?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/2284650059281031262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/sequelwas-it-as-good-as-1st-one.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2284650059281031262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2284650059281031262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/sequelwas-it-as-good-as-1st-one.html' title='The Sequel....was it as good as the 1st one?'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBmkk3qkblI/AAAAAAAAAxs/t-gFOrvdM1s/s72-c/IMG00393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-4477308881006595950</id><published>2010-06-16T01:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T01:19:54.498-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cyberglass g'/><title type='text'>Cyberglass G stands for WOW.</title><content type='html'>Ok, so after reading &lt;a href="http://fooledaroundandfell.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jen fooled around fell in love&lt;/a&gt; review of this glass dildo, I thought it was time we got one, if anything it looked cool like art, and it seems glass dildo prices have come way down since the last time I looked into one...so I figured what the heck, and purchased one...... or 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The item in question is a&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.theadulttoyshoppe.com/cyberglass-g-dildo-to8484.htm"&gt;cyberglass g&lt;/a&gt; . Now we dont use a lot of toys for the most part during sex, and we certainly have never reviewed any. But this demands some words for the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say is... OMG. Dont get me wrong, i have seen M squirt before. Ive seen her cum for a long time before. She has a large G spot, and I know right where it is, and how to make it very happy with my fingers, and M has squirted on my fingers many times over the years. But this, was.... different.... way different. Let me see if I can explain it from my end.... and what a beautiful site it was form my end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I think this was the most crucial part of for how long M's orgasm(s) was. It lasted 28 minutes. Thats right, non stop, constant, wave after continuous orgasm.... for 28 minutes, and it could of lasted longer probably, but my arms got tired, but thats why it lasted so long... normally when im fingering M, it gets uncomfortable and my hand cramps up after 10 minutes max.... but the glass dlido just glides in and out so effortlessly, it was easy to keep going. Normally either my hand cramps, or M gets irritated from my fingernails, rough skin, etc. None of these problems with the cyberglass G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. M's skin irritates very easy, but not with the glass, so the pleasure lasted a lot longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The nubs are in all the right places. But even more important the curved tip hits M's G spot perfectly, which done right causes #4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Massive squirting. M squirts. Not all the time, and only by my fingers when i can find the right spot and rhythm on her G spot. Now, we already had a towel under M, because we were afraid of a little staining because M's periods have been all messed up....but thats not really a sex blog story....so we will leave it at that. So anyways, already had a towel under her. As soon as I found the right rhythm, it was on, the squirting that is. It was massive. Normally it sort of puddles in my hand. This was shooting. 12-18 inches away. Soaking the towel and the bed, even through the towel, she left a massive puddle on the bed. The biggest ive ever seen her leave. By a lot. Sorry we forgot to take pics...it was a heat of the moment kind of a thing. She was squirting around the "art" leaving puddle in my hand with each push in and out. It was so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads to... what actually happened during all this??? With in a few seconds, M was cumming. I quickly found the right rhythm with it, and M was over cum by intense waves, very intense. When this happens... she can barely breathe. Shes squirming, reaching for anything she can hold onto to help hold her steady. Its the sexiest thing ive ever seen, and i can never get enough of it. But, when she gets like this, my Dom side comes out. Shes so vulnerable... and willing to do anything to keep cumming. ANYTHING. So my Dom comes out.. and im making M BEG me to Fuck Mr. Man, making her tell me shes gonna fuck him all night long, swallow all his cum, Beg&amp;nbsp; me to let her. Then i make her tell me about what she wants to do with Bella... Kiss her, play and suck on her tits, finger her pussy... beg me to let her....all the while barely being able to breathe, and cumming at the same time. So fucking hot. I made her beg for my cock....so stilll constantly fucking her pussy, i straddle her face, and fuck her face while still fucking pussy with the dildo. She kept trying to take my cock out of her mouth so she could breathe, but I wouldnt let her, I in fact make her beg for my cum, while shes cumming with the dildo pounding her pussy, while my cock is stuffed in her mouth as I straddle her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally give her a small break, and we switch to me laying on my back, so she can suck my cock, but I then decided to have her spread open and fuck her some more doggie style with the dildo while she sucks my cock, and she cums again... as i make her beg for my cum... which i shoot down her throat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats about it. Thumbs up from us. It gave M... HUGE orgasms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-4477308881006595950?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/4477308881006595950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/cyberglass-g-stands-for-wow.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4477308881006595950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4477308881006595950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/cyberglass-g-stands-for-wow.html' title='Cyberglass G stands for WOW.'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-5834928707988384242</id><published>2010-06-15T23:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T00:14:58.590-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blow job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glass dildo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral'/><title type='text'>I love art!</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As you may have read in a previous post, C-Man has made a very interesting new purchase for me that we are referring to as Art.&amp;nbsp; This art piece just happens to be a glass dildo that is smooth and slick to the touch with some textured ridges and nubby bits.&amp;nbsp; It is like nothing I have in my so called collection.&amp;nbsp; Most of my vibrators or dildos&amp;nbsp;are made of hard plastic or rubbery type silicon.&amp;nbsp; They tend to chafe and&amp;nbsp;iritate me after a short while so&amp;nbsp;we don't use them a lot.&amp;nbsp; So back to the Art.&amp;nbsp; My new toy just got here a few days ago and we've&amp;nbsp;been quite busy so we hadn't used it until tonight.&amp;nbsp; The evening started out with me in Domme position, telling C-Man that he was going to use this glass dildo&amp;nbsp;me and then he was going to fuck&amp;nbsp;me just like I want.&amp;nbsp; Everything started out as usual, him giving me oral to until I came.&amp;nbsp; Then I handed him the Art for our test run to make sure it was comfortable.&amp;nbsp; Holy shit!&amp;nbsp; I started cumming within seconds.&amp;nbsp; This was the most amazing thing that I've ever had in my pussy besides&amp;nbsp; real dick, of course.&amp;nbsp; He started kind of slow to get the feel of it and to gauge my comfort level.&amp;nbsp; My god,&amp;nbsp; I could barely talk or breathe.&amp;nbsp; I know it's amazing when I can't breathe.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Somewhere in the there, C-Man starts throwing out random orders.&amp;nbsp; Making me call him Master and myself Cum Slut, Cum Whore, Cock Whore and any combo of those words.&amp;nbsp; And voila, C-Man somehow is in charge and I'm his submissive.&amp;nbsp; He's been craving to be Dom, I loved obeying when my Master makes me feels so good.&amp;nbsp; I guess my reaction to the Art is a good thing because he never seemed to let up enough to finish one orgasm before he started working on the next.&amp;nbsp; Over and over and over again.&amp;nbsp; I was so wet that I could hear it.&amp;nbsp; C-Man keep telling me to cum for him.&amp;nbsp; Then he started asking me if I was thinking about Mr. Man's cock and how bad did I want to fuck Mr. Man.&amp;nbsp; He kept making me say Mr. Man's name over and over.&amp;nbsp; He made me say how I wanted to kiss Bella and how hot that would be.&amp;nbsp; All these things going on in my head while the dildo was sliding in and out of me, faster and harder the more I said.&amp;nbsp; God only knows how we got into an almost sixty nine position, him craned over me ramming my pussy and his dick in my mouth.&amp;nbsp; At one point he stopped to show me what I was doing.&amp;nbsp; Apparently the harder he rammed me with the glass dildo I was dripping wet and gushing with every stroke.&amp;nbsp; He showed me the large wet spots on the bed I made before he made me finish sucking his cock until he exploded his sweetness in mouth.&amp;nbsp; So, quick recap on the review of the glass dildo, Fucking Awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-5834928707988384242?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/5834928707988384242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-art.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5834928707988384242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5834928707988384242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-art.html' title='I love art!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-3810335205082341342</id><published>2010-06-12T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T21:54:13.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"we are pretty awesome"</title><content type='html'>That was a text i got from Bella, about well...... Bella and M..... and its true. I am a lucky guy. Big time. I had a weird week, a little down, and these 2 women, just refuse to let me stay that way. They both know how to make me feel good in totally different ways. Im sure Mr. Man feels the same way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hot, passionate, sexy, women, who are smart, sassy, love to laugh, and fuck.... speaking of....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get this text from M today, which she is working...."shaping up like a great weekend, shoes, glass dildos, and chocodiles!". Could very well, be the sexiest thing ever said to me :) But your like, C-man, what the fuck is she talking about? Care to explain? Well..... of course I would! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M got some fuck me shoes, sexy as all hell yesterday. Hopefully she will post pics.... tell her you want to see her shoes. Next, she got her 1st glass dildo in the mail yesterday.... we cant wait to have fun with that! And lastly, we ordered some chocodiles. What is that u say? Well its a chocolate covered twinkie. We have a friend who claims you cant get them, they dont exist anymore. Well i found them online, and we are going to surprise our friends with a box next week. Got a box for ourselves too. SOOOOOOOO good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dildo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBQ30VOSe3I/AAAAAAAAAw8/9_pKDR5T9d0/s1600/IMG00341.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBQ30VOSe3I/AAAAAAAAAw8/9_pKDR5T9d0/s400/IMG00341.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocodiles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBQ4JICUZsI/AAAAAAAAAxE/IX0k_fdpB3U/s1600/IMG00362.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBQ4JICUZsI/AAAAAAAAAxE/IX0k_fdpB3U/s400/IMG00362.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBQ4RgnGMpI/AAAAAAAAAxM/-uazQyZ23kE/s1600/IMG00367.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBQ4RgnGMpI/AAAAAAAAAxM/-uazQyZ23kE/s400/IMG00367.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics i sent M and Bella today....1st one i thought came out interesting, really hard to take that angle on your own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBQ4oJvilPI/AAAAAAAAAxU/oUfCzIQCzgQ/s1600/IMG00356.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBQ4oJvilPI/AAAAAAAAAxU/oUfCzIQCzgQ/s400/IMG00356.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i turned over, and this is what i saw :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBQ44zRyjXI/AAAAAAAAAxc/8V3S33ykEIE/s1600/IMG00360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBQ44zRyjXI/AAAAAAAAAxc/8V3S33ykEIE/s400/IMG00360.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure why i like this one, i think because it makes the base of my cock look so big compared to my hand.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBQ5BoVN5wI/AAAAAAAAAxk/kQrQcMXjeZU/s1600/IMG00359.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBQ5BoVN5wI/AAAAAAAAAxk/kQrQcMXjeZU/s400/IMG00359.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just to finish up here, im a lucky guy. Sometimes i just need to say it outloud, and blog about it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if only M would post some shoe pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-3810335205082341342?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/3810335205082341342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-are-pretty-awesome.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/3810335205082341342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/3810335205082341342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-are-pretty-awesome.html' title='&quot;we are pretty awesome&quot;'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBQ30VOSe3I/AAAAAAAAAw8/9_pKDR5T9d0/s72-c/IMG00341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-4134643224347713353</id><published>2010-06-11T00:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T00:06:29.715-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pics</title><content type='html'>Not really feeling writing up the stories behind these.... but felt like posting the pics.... so...ahh.... here ya go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBG2Flm9m_I/AAAAAAAAAws/H5OP6NXH7iw/s400/IMG00338.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBG2Lnd_N-I/AAAAAAAAAw0/7_XYvZW5fsM/s1600/IMG00340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBG2Lnd_N-I/AAAAAAAAAw0/7_XYvZW5fsM/s400/IMG00340.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-4134643224347713353?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/4134643224347713353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-pics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4134643224347713353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4134643224347713353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-pics.html' title='Some pics'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TBG1wVSNijI/AAAAAAAAAwU/byxtnmdwGUI/s72-c/IMG00334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-4584477627161230734</id><published>2010-06-07T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:54:54.269-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How to distract someone at a conference....</title><content type='html'>i did my best by sending these pics!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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But we are human, so you can get a tinge from time to time. We deal with them by talking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;C-Man - For the most part no. Just a couple of times I can think of. We deal with it by talking about it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-4838171765549796321?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/4838171765549796321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/formspring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4838171765549796321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4838171765549796321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/formspring.html' title='Formspring!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-2026268197994373618</id><published>2010-06-06T00:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:30:10.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh that Belladonna.....</title><content type='html'>So this is the post I have wanted to make, but at the same time, am cautious to do so. I can not believe that we just started talking about 3 weeks ago. It feels like I have known &lt;a href="http://beingbella2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bella&lt;/a&gt; forever. I really have enjoyed, I mean, really enjoyed getting to know this amazing woman. I am the 1st to admit, I am not your typical guy, and though M would tell you, I get along with everyone, usually the life of the party, and people generally are drawn too me, I cant say, it works in reverse. But with Bella, it is different. Its a safe, warm, comfortable feeling..I can be all of me. This amazing woman gets me, and I do not know why I was lucky enough to get her in my life, but I am not a guy to look a gift horse in the mouth. I am a weird mix, i like order, and randomness. I am a jock, yet cry at a drop of a hat, and have no problem showing emotion. I enjoy being a sub and a dom. I like to discuss the kink that crosses my mind. I like things that make me think, as well as veg in front of the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella... seems to get all of me.... not only get me, but appreciate and encourage me, to..... be me. I can send her random thoughts, quirky things im thinking, and she..... gets it. I can tell her about the most mundane thing, or the most passionate/kinky thing im thinking at the time....and she gets it. Did i mention, passion? She oozes it. Which I love. She loves to laugh, and explore life, which I love. She makes me laugh all day long, as I sit at my desk and crunch the #'s at my job. She turns me on. Big time. God, she knows what I like, and how to give it to me. Her words, her eyes, her body, her passion, her mind, her soul....stunning. I love learning about her, what makes her tick, whats going on her life.....I love the passionate pics, just as much as the random pic she sends me about what shes doing at the moment. I love seeing the world through her eyes, and even more, I like how I look through hers. I love the sound of my phone, when a new txt comes in, hoping its from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shes comfortable talking football and basketball. Could she be any hotter? She could, but I wont go into that here, that may be a little too much info to share. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing is... M really likes her. Likes how she makes me feel. Thats really important to me as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe I should stop here, you get it, I like her... enough already your saying. I hear you. :) So just going to pass on one more funny story. We txt a lot, every day. She has a lot of meetings at her job. She hates them. Typically i get a "ugh, another meeting, save me!" txt, before she goes in. I know she cant answer, and puts her phone on vibrate, but knows, with each vibrate, its a txt from me, and I know she cant resist looking...:) So... i tend to go into the bathroom and send her a pic, or take some in the morning, before I go to work, to send to her, while in her meetings.... heres some of the pics ive sent her over the last few weeks to make her laugh during her meetings.. or at least smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAsiaPOYUaI/AAAAAAAAAus/8h-nsoDyNDU/s1600/IMG00191.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAsiaPOYUaI/AAAAAAAAAus/8h-nsoDyNDU/s400/IMG00191.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAsiogOk5mI/AAAAAAAAAu0/oOXtKS18Ppw/s1600/IMG00176.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAsiogOk5mI/AAAAAAAAAu0/oOXtKS18Ppw/s400/IMG00176.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAsitn4vpII/AAAAAAAAAu8/VsHxVpCZhGU/s1600/IMG00181.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAsjgEsdJzI/AAAAAAAAAv0/MCQ5jj5dUCQ/s400/IMG00249.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-2026268197994373618?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/2026268197994373618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-that-belladonna.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2026268197994373618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2026268197994373618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-that-belladonna.html' title='Oh that Belladonna.....'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAsiaPOYUaI/AAAAAAAAAus/8h-nsoDyNDU/s72-c/IMG00191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-391993661540381813</id><published>2010-06-05T19:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T19:13:51.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some random thoughts on Mr. Man and M......</title><content type='html'>So, this is all real new to me and M. We had no idea how we would feel about any of this. I never really thought M would be into this, or want to try. I had no idea what I was thinking. Shes loving her interaction with Mr. Man. So 1st, we had to check on her feelings... with that squared away, then came mine. How did I feel about another guy wanting my wife (lets be honest, I want his!), and how would I feel once it was....in my face per se?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Man really turns M on. Hes sweet, quiet, and shy...so hes a lot different than me, I think she digs that :). She also finds him quite sexy.....M is a voice whore though, and LOVES his voice. So on their 2nd call, I got sent away from the room, so she could talk. She did not want me distracting her it seems :). So before I know it, I hear M moaning and the sure sounds of her super wet pussy being fingered, her heavily labored breathing.....shes masturbating.?!?!?! Huh? Hold up, wait a minute. She tells me she hates masturbating. She cant normally cum that way... says "there's no surprise in it, why do it, when I have a sexy husband?" Now shes cumming like a masturbation champ! This goes on for like 10-15 minutes. Ill admit it, I couldnt take it anymore, and tried to take a peek at what she was doing... i couldn't believe she was actually fingering her pussy (normally when she does its just clit stimulation).... but by the wet gushy sounds, something was going in and out of her pussy...so i take a quick peek, and yup, it was her fingers..... she sees me, and yells at me to go away.....and I ruined the mood, and she stopped. I felt terrible. I should of just listened. Damn my curious mind! Ill admit I was also a little upset that I couldn't be in the room while she was doing that, and that I would ruin her mojo, I mean we have been together for 20 years, and this is supposed to be for both of us, etc,etc....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late by the time M came to bed, about 4am, so we did not get a chance to talk about it.... but we did the next day. Turns out, M just did not know what to expect, how she would feel, nor did she expect Mr. Man would turn her on so much, or that she would do that... and that it just felt weird a little the 1st time, as not knowing what to expect. But after talking she agreed to would be hotter if I just listened, or if it had been me doing the fingering. It was the 1st time, and she was just going with the flow. She was also a little afraid I might make a joke, or say something to ruin the mood (i tend to crack jokes at the wrong time, sometimes) hehehe. So it was a great talk, and we will experiment more, with each phone call, video, web cam, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it came down to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Man turns M on. Big time. It turns ME on to see M like that. I want to be a part of that too. She wants me to be a part of it. She wants more of Mr. Mans voice. She cant wait to met him. A side note to that, we have had a lot of hot, great sex lately because of Mr. Man and Bella. M loves how hot Bella makes me (more on that in a later post). How Bella and I play and flirt in ways M has no desire too, but I love too, as does Bella. The 4 of us so far, seem to be a very good fit.&amp;nbsp; Its hot to us, that another great couple like them, want us. We love the back and forth with them, sending pics, videos, being a part of their life, and making them feel sexier. They have brought an amazing spice to our sex life :) I love the way it has made M. She is constantly horny, super horny. Pussy is ALWAYS wet. Constantly thinking of ways to fuck, suck, take pics, videos, turn on Mr. Man, how to turn on Bella with pics of me, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So heres a few examples, of how much I like thinking about how M turns Mr. Man on. I created a web server, just so he could see videos of her cumming. Since hes bored and recovering from his surgery (its so cool, he lost all that weight on his own!), I sent him a book from my collection I thought he might like. I take pictures of M with him in mind. He constantly puts a smile on M's face.....who wouldn't want that? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of pics, here are a few I took with Mr. Man in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st one, I had M grab her Tit for Mr. Man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TArWT5NVNPI/AAAAAAAAAuE/pdXs9a3X6JA/s1600/IMG00275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TArWT5NVNPI/AAAAAAAAAuE/pdXs9a3X6JA/s400/IMG00275.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 2 where I thought Mr. Man would love to see his cock here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TArWsTcCzlI/AAAAAAAAAuM/LAPtZx1Jx5o/s1600/IMG00278.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TArWsTcCzlI/AAAAAAAAAuM/LAPtZx1Jx5o/s400/IMG00278.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TArWuWiNhFI/AAAAAAAAAuU/AORP8T4oI-Y/s1600/IMG00279.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TArWuWiNhFI/AAAAAAAAAuU/AORP8T4oI-Y/s400/IMG00279.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 2 are my favorite. I know Mr. Man loves M's hair....so I thought he would love one where I am pulling her hair, and what was going on the other end. M loves to be fucked like this.... I sense a video for Mr. Man in the future, just like whats in these 2 pics......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TArXSDZlqeI/AAAAAAAAAuc/4rwIxkNbRWE/s1600/IMG00281.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TArXSDZlqeI/AAAAAAAAAuc/4rwIxkNbRWE/s400/IMG00281.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TArXUCbD1VI/AAAAAAAAAuk/C65nZGlrIFs/s1600/IMG00282.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TArXUCbD1VI/AAAAAAAAAuk/C65nZGlrIFs/s400/IMG00282.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, (see what I did there??) I was not sure how I would feel, until we got into this. And fuck, if its not really HOT. I love how Mr. Man treats M, how he makes her feel, the glow she gets, how horny she gets, and how it makes our lives, HOTTER. Looking forward to exploring this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-391993661540381813?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/391993661540381813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-random-thoughts-on-mr-man-and-m.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/391993661540381813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/391993661540381813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-random-thoughts-on-mr-man-and-m.html' title='Some random thoughts on Mr. Man and M......'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TArWT5NVNPI/AAAAAAAAAuE/pdXs9a3X6JA/s72-c/IMG00275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-7350020723558636075</id><published>2010-06-05T17:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T17:19:53.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Artsy - at least to me :) Inspired by Bella.</title><content type='html'>OK, well I just dont know where to begin, or how to explain whats been going on over the last few weeks, and what an amazing few weeks its been. I tend to be the more emotional one, and the one who will share TMI. So bare with me on the next few posts. Normally i would just share, and let the chips fall where they may; But I have 2 other peoples feelings to be concerned about in Bellas and Mr. Man, so if im vague.....im just being considerate and cautious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ill start with this. Bella and I were talking about our blogs, and different kinds of posts and pictures. I said I would like to make more artsy types of pics like she does. She said "you can only take so many pics of cocks and pussy before they start to look the same!" so that is why she gets creative with hers. I said "but, my cock is so beautiful, why would I want to change it??". This of course made her laugh (a theme u will see, and a topic of a later post)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anywho, back to this post. M and I were out and about this week, and I sent Bella a pic of a thunderstorm rolling in at a Dunkin Donuts with the title "storms a brewin at Dunkin Donuts". Clever right? You can admit it, its ok :) To which she requested "send me a pic of a Donut on your Cock".... who am I to deny a request like that??? Not this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAq7J0fvwUI/AAAAAAAAAts/96sXYQ0wtKY/s1600/IMG00272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAq7J0fvwUI/AAAAAAAAAts/96sXYQ0wtKY/s400/IMG00272.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artsy right????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was a little peek a boo i sent her after I got out of the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAq8U-hfNvI/AAAAAAAAAt0/2Vf7gM3kKN8/s1600/IMG00286.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAq8U-hfNvI/AAAAAAAAAt0/2Vf7gM3kKN8/s400/IMG00286.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, was inspired by Bellas Popcorn Pic. Its a rainy day here in NE, and M and I decided to watch a movie, and as I was about to put it in the PS3, M was like, i want popcorn. Damn Bella and her popcorn pic, i cant get popcorn out of my head she says! So M went to make popcorn, and I made us some homemade, frozen lemondrops. So here is our ode to popcorn, hope you enjoyed it, as much as we enjoyed the popcorn and lemon drop drinks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAq-lLYW6ZI/AAAAAAAAAt8/MRSKE9qDnPU/s1600/IMG00315.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAq-lLYW6ZI/AAAAAAAAAt8/MRSKE9qDnPU/s400/IMG00315.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-7350020723558636075?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/7350020723558636075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/artsy-at-least-to-me-inspired-by-bella.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7350020723558636075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7350020723558636075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/artsy-at-least-to-me-inspired-by-bella.html' title='Artsy - at least to me :) Inspired by Bella.'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAq7J0fvwUI/AAAAAAAAAts/96sXYQ0wtKY/s72-c/IMG00272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-2260277673651281467</id><published>2010-06-03T16:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T16:57:09.870-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random pics'/><title type='text'>HNT Random Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A few ramdom pics I sent to Mr. Man over the last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAgUJhPp22I/AAAAAAAAAtE/kegIfSQ4hH8/s1600/IMG00290.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAgUJhPp22I/AAAAAAAAAtE/kegIfSQ4hH8/s400/IMG00290.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAgU4UdxcuI/AAAAAAAAAtk/KZeiJZyahlw/s1600/IMG00326.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAgU4UdxcuI/AAAAAAAAAtk/KZeiJZyahlw/s400/IMG00326.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAgURZeL8YI/AAAAAAAAAtM/D6Zv8qO20h8/s1600/IMG00303.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAgURZeL8YI/AAAAAAAAAtM/D6Zv8qO20h8/s400/IMG00303.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAgUgWNZ_ZI/AAAAAAAAAtU/R6t9zLOceYs/s1600/IMG00306.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAgUgWNZ_ZI/AAAAAAAAAtU/R6t9zLOceYs/s400/IMG00306.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAgUBPXxLtI/AAAAAAAAAs8/DbhCI0W001Q/s1600/IMG00231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAgUBPXxLtI/AAAAAAAAAs8/DbhCI0W001Q/s400/IMG00231.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAgUnmkN1LI/AAAAAAAAAtc/zsc32xTeFR4/s1600/IMG00313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAgUnmkN1LI/AAAAAAAAAtc/zsc32xTeFR4/s400/IMG00313.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;M.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-2260277673651281467?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/2260277673651281467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/hnt-random-pics.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2260277673651281467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2260277673651281467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/06/hnt-random-pics.html' title='HNT Random Pics'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAgUJhPp22I/AAAAAAAAAtE/kegIfSQ4hH8/s72-c/IMG00290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-4037011258448160261</id><published>2010-05-31T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T17:02:57.782-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day, Another Video</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sunday morning I got up early, even though I went to bed really late.&amp;nbsp; C-Man and Bella were still texting each other when I went to bed.&amp;nbsp; I heard that she liked the video from last night.&amp;nbsp; Now waiting for Mr. Man to view it and give his "critique."&amp;nbsp; I talked to him later that morning and he told me he loved it and came as I was saying his name. I guess that means he liked it :)&amp;nbsp; I said this in my head, "THAT'S SO FUCKING HOT!!!"&amp;nbsp; Well, since I was getting good feedback from the so called boyfriend, C-Man said we need to make some more for our new friends.&amp;nbsp; Sunday night rolls around and I change into yet another corset.&amp;nbsp; C says that he is going to tape me giving him a blow job imagining that it's the cock of my boyfriend.&amp;nbsp; And yes he made me say his name several times, also he told me to thank&amp;nbsp;Bella for letting me suck his cock.&amp;nbsp; We watched the video before we downloaded it.&amp;nbsp; My favorite part was the cum shot.&amp;nbsp; My mouth was slightly open so you could see him start shooting his load into my mouth and dripped down my chin a bit.&amp;nbsp; Can't wait til I have Mr. Man's cock in my mouth.&amp;nbsp; Sorry no pics on this since the camera was&amp;nbsp;pretty much focused on my face.&amp;nbsp;Bella watched it that night and loved it, said it&amp;nbsp;was her favorite so far.&amp;nbsp;I did text Mr. Man Monday morning and found out that he also loved this video.&amp;nbsp; Maybe because&amp;nbsp;I kept saying his name.&amp;nbsp; One request made by Mr. Man, he wants me to wear a corset when he fucks me.&amp;nbsp; Ok.&amp;nbsp; Done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-4037011258448160261?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/4037011258448160261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-day-another-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4037011258448160261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4037011258448160261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-day-another-video.html' title='Another Day, Another Video'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-6851316831570348417</id><published>2010-05-31T15:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T16:02:17.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Preview of Cumming Attractions</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'll just say my first phone call/date with Mr. Man seemed like a success.&amp;nbsp; I was still smiling the next day about it and his texts to me seem pretty positive.&amp;nbsp; So I guess we're hitting it off as some people might say.&amp;nbsp; I really didn't have much of an expectation as far as our "relationship" goes so whatever happens happens.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;All four of us involved seem very&amp;nbsp;comfortable with our present situation.&amp;nbsp; We can all contact each other if we want, although we seemed to have paired up (M &amp;amp; Mr Man&amp;nbsp; and&amp;nbsp; Bella &amp;amp; C-Man.)&amp;nbsp; I think we are all pretty open about what we are saying to each other and just in case, we periodically swap cell phones so we can read each others texts since they get us both hot.&amp;nbsp; At this point, I like where as this is heading.&amp;nbsp; I've always considered myself quite conservative and a bit modest, but anyone reading this blog or viewing the pics would never get that impression.&amp;nbsp; There is something freeing about anonymity.&amp;nbsp; I mean no one knows our real names, we try not to post face pics on the blog.&amp;nbsp; Only these two other people know who has we are and I seem to trust them, which is weird for me since in real life I can be a bit cynical.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Now to get back to the reason for this particular post.&amp;nbsp; The connection between the four of us seems pretty great, even if we all just end up friends.&amp;nbsp; C-Man has been suggesting for awhile that we video tape ourselves and send it to our new friends as a, I don't know, a visual meet and greet.&amp;nbsp; We have all been talking about meeting up for a long weekend or something to see if we have chemistry in person as well. I don't know how serious they are, but I know C-Man doesn't usually say anything he doesn't mean to follow thru with.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, The idea of someone, let alone this couple, would be watching us have sex was a complete turn on.&amp;nbsp; I was wet at the thought instantly.&amp;nbsp; I actually didn't have a choice at this point since we have switch our usual roles this week.&amp;nbsp; I am the Sub to C-Mans Dom, his wish is my command :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I get changed into one of my corsets and thongs to get ready for the camera.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We had to figure how we were going to do this since C would be holding the camera while doing his business.&amp;nbsp; So nothing to fancy since he wanted our video to come out clear enough for them to make out actual people having actual sex.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;C-Man wanted to make a point and&amp;nbsp;make me talk during sex.&amp;nbsp; Generally I'm just to involved in myself and my pleasure to make any coherent sense.&amp;nbsp; Tonight he wanted me to say Mr. Mans name out loud and asked me whose dick I wanted.&amp;nbsp; (Exact words escape me but you get the idea.)&amp;nbsp; I felt pretty good about what we taped and just hoped they liked what they saw.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We did take a few pics on the camera to make a post with since we can't show the video here.&amp;nbsp; To much face time and real names being used.&amp;nbsp; Hope you enjoy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAQSXcm8AGI/AAAAAAAAAsk/4fJHFPqHCPY/s1600/IMG00244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAQSXcm8AGI/AAAAAAAAAsk/4fJHFPqHCPY/s400/IMG00244.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAQTOzXHBCI/AAAAAAAAAs0/K_JZskygYkQ/s1600/IMG00241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAQTOzXHBCI/AAAAAAAAAs0/K_JZskygYkQ/s400/IMG00241.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAQS4er0xoI/AAAAAAAAAss/lJF8Ua4rDCw/s1600/IMG00246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAQS4er0xoI/AAAAAAAAAss/lJF8Ua4rDCw/s400/IMG00246.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_696384272"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_696384273"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-6851316831570348417?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/6851316831570348417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/preview-of-cumming-attractions.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6851316831570348417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6851316831570348417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/preview-of-cumming-attractions.html' title='A Preview of Cumming Attractions'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAQSXcm8AGI/AAAAAAAAAsk/4fJHFPqHCPY/s72-c/IMG00244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-8837110669191670040</id><published>2010-05-30T21:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T21:14:21.746-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bella'/><title type='text'>Bella is everywhere.....</title><content type='html'>So M and I were out shopping, and it seemed Bella was following us where ever we go! From 2 different stores..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAMMsuQybCI/AAAAAAAAAsE/E88aU-7W6cA/s1600/IMG00250.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAMMsuQybCI/AAAAAAAAAsE/E88aU-7W6cA/s400/IMG00250.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAMM1CziuoI/AAAAAAAAAsM/dNznYUwpvBs/s1600/IMG00252.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAMM1CziuoI/AAAAAAAAAsM/dNznYUwpvBs/s400/IMG00252.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought it was Cute..... :) Ill take any Bella i can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also sent her this pic from the Dressing room.... sent it to M too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAMNUGMIQKI/AAAAAAAAAsU/749TAM1zN68/s1600/IMG00251a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAMNUGMIQKI/AAAAAAAAAsU/749TAM1zN68/s400/IMG00251a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know I owe a larger post. Its cumming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-8837110669191670040?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/8837110669191670040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/bella-is-everywhere.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/8837110669191670040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/8837110669191670040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/bella-is-everywhere.html' title='Bella is everywhere.....'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/TAMMsuQybCI/AAAAAAAAAsE/E88aU-7W6cA/s72-c/IMG00250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-241933408338383264</id><published>2010-05-30T00:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T00:36:49.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First "Date" Friday Night</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We have been texting our new friends a lot lately.&amp;nbsp; C-Man &amp;amp; Bella had already made plans to talk Friday night, so I thought it would be the perfect opportunity to talk with Mr. Man at the same time.&amp;nbsp; It would be the closest thing to "swapping" that we've done so far.&amp;nbsp; I am completely sick so I wasn't sure how into it I would be.&amp;nbsp; I don't tend to be a girlie girl or like talking on the phone in general so much but I was getting kind of excited to talk to the guy I have been calling my boyfriend lately.&amp;nbsp; I have no idea what we were going to actually talk&amp;nbsp;about live.&amp;nbsp; I've pretty much said everything in texts like flirting (casual &amp;amp; semi-explicit), sent him/them naked pics etc.&amp;nbsp; I've been&amp;nbsp;nervous that I wouldn't find anything to talk about and turn this guy completely off.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Around&amp;nbsp;11pm I get a text that says he's going to call me now.&amp;nbsp; Oh god, butterflies.&amp;nbsp; I haven't felt them since I first started dating C-Man.&amp;nbsp; My phone rings and I forget how to answer my cell phone.&amp;nbsp; What the hell is wrong with me?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Once I pick up, I ask C-Man to please leave the room, nicely.&amp;nbsp; Ok, not so nicely but at that point we decided we would be in different rooms so we wouldn't distract each other.&amp;nbsp; I finally get to say hello to Mr. Man.&amp;nbsp; Oh my.&amp;nbsp; I absolutely love his voice.&amp;nbsp; So slow and low, very sexy.&amp;nbsp; I won't go into much detail because A.) I don't want to spill someone else conversations, and B.) I was a bit under the weather and probably forgot half the stuff we talked about.&amp;nbsp; Our call ended up getting dropped after about an hour of talking and the rest of it was done via text.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What I will tell you is the call was great because now I had a voice to put with pictures and words.&amp;nbsp; At this point C-Man was also finished with his call and came into my room.&amp;nbsp; He wanted to know how everything went with us, since was getting along great with Bella.&amp;nbsp; Instead I showed him what the call did to me.&amp;nbsp; Just hearing his voice on the phone got me completely wet.&amp;nbsp; C-Man was very happy and decided I deserved to cum for him.&amp;nbsp; My god.&amp;nbsp; It petty much only took a few seconds for me to cum while he was fingering me.&amp;nbsp; Hitting the right spot over and over and over.&amp;nbsp; I lost track of how many.&amp;nbsp; My rating for my first "date" on a scale of 1-10 was a 10.&amp;nbsp; I look forward to the day we may get to meet in person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-241933408338383264?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/241933408338383264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-first-date-friday-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/241933408338383264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/241933408338383264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-first-date-friday-night.html' title='Our First &quot;Date&quot; Friday Night'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-5837021958175279698</id><published>2010-05-27T19:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T19:37:06.812-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Formspring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;when you two play, do you listern to music. if so what do you like?  i'm always looking for play music.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;This is actually a great question. Channel 522 on your new england comcast cable network.&amp;nbsp; What channel is that? All 80's. It gets M in the mood every time. I enjoyed answering this question :) &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-5837021958175279698?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/5837021958175279698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring_27.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5837021958175279698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5837021958175279698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring_27.html' title='Formspring!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-6998305114189480473</id><published>2010-05-27T01:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T01:57:53.940-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bella'/><title type='text'>Thanks Bella</title><content type='html'>Its the little things. What you did last night, made my night. It was unexpected and sweet. I hope we can do that a little more, here and there. Your an amazing woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, vague right? Everyone is like, WTF C-Man? Details. Well too bad, i aint telling... let your dirty blogger minds wonder and wander. Ha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look the rest of you, I know I said I would make another post. I have not found the right words yet. Get off my back already. Sheez. Its cumming soon enough. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-6998305114189480473?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/6998305114189480473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/thanks-bella.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6998305114189480473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6998305114189480473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/thanks-bella.html' title='Thanks Bella'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-3189679979716360048</id><published>2010-05-25T22:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:12:06.194-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring'/><title type='text'>Formspring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;As you have gotten older and wiser is there someone you would like  to be with again, just one time, now that you know more sexually??&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;M - No not really. No one comes to mind.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;C-Man - Yup, there was one girl from down street, She was 16, I was 14... i was clumsy and awkward.. and she was the hottest girl I knew, and 2 years older.... I would like to show her, I have learned some things.... and oh yeah, shes on my Facebook.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Now that you two have become more kinky and open is there something  about this adventure that you didn't expect or did expect?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;M - Yes, i did not think I would write so much, or enjoy writing the posts so much. I also did not think it would turn me on, but it has increased my horny - ness more that i ever thought. I also never expected to post such revealing, and so MANY pictures of myself.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;C-Man - I never thought we would ever get in contact with people, never mind such cool people who are just like us. Also, im blown away by how its effected M.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-3189679979716360048?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/3189679979716360048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/3189679979716360048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/3189679979716360048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring_25.html' title='Formspring!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-6954980448660723158</id><published>2010-05-25T01:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T01:09:17.821-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celtics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taco'/><title type='text'>Shitty ending to the day....</title><content type='html'>Not sure why im posting this, we dont normally share non sexual details, but I felt like it, so there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitty ending to a shitty day. Work was crap, and then i stay up late to watch the Celtics blow it in overtime. Bastards. To top it off, my yummy homemade taco (thanks M, shes an amazing cook!) decided to put up a fight on its way out. What? Bella can talk about poopy dances, i can talk about my taco. So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;At least M had a good day. She got in a workout, and has tomorrow off for a 3 plus hour hair appointment (what? you have seen it, her hair is amazing! It just doesnt happen people!), not to mention her sexy txts, emails, and pics she got from Mr. Man. Shes non stop smiling these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed late, and up earlier than normal, so i can go in early, and fix someone elses fuck up from yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-6954980448660723158?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/6954980448660723158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/shitty-ending-to-day.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6954980448660723158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6954980448660723158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/shitty-ending-to-day.html' title='Shitty ending to the day....'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-1725768726796814809</id><published>2010-05-24T23:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T23:21:44.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Formspring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;cool i did mean video tape and would it be possible for me to see  some videos of u guys?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Not at this time. Too hard not to show things you dont want to show, like your face, etc. So at this point no... unless you are a certain blogger, and you know who you are, then yes, you can :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Have you ever kept your husband in a chastity device?  I absolutely  swear by it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Not at this time. Neither of us are into it. &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-1725768726796814809?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/1725768726796814809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/1725768726796814809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/1725768726796814809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring_24.html' title='Formspring!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-8575146653774201047</id><published>2010-05-24T00:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T00:20:16.862-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being bella'/><title type='text'>The cats out of the bag....</title><content type='html'>Well our new friends finally made a post about us, so its pretty safe to say, the cats out of the bag! Its Mr. Man and Bella, from this blog &lt;a href="http://beingbella2.blogspot.com/"&gt;the sooooo freakin hot Bella&lt;/a&gt; . Go check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to write a full post on my feelings on this awesome couple so far, but its late so its gonna have to wait... (we call that a teaser in the media industry folks!). All im gonna say is, they have been amazing, seems like we have known them forever. M and I are very cautious, on who we talk too, and in general, have just never found anyone like us. But, they..... damn them, and they sexiness and coolness, make us feel special, comfortable, and appreciated. We look forward to getting to know them more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing, who the universe will bring into your lives. We are lucky to have found them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on C-Mans feelings on the amazing Bella, and how awesome Mr. Man makes M feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-Man OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-8575146653774201047?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/8575146653774201047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/cats-out-of-bag.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/8575146653774201047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/8575146653774201047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/cats-out-of-bag.html' title='The cats out of the bag....'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-836850944633752916</id><published>2010-05-24T00:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T00:02:44.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Name.....</title><content type='html'>Since there seems to be some confusion, and i never liked it anyways, from here on out, CS will be called C-Man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its got a few meanings, some you can figure it out, just by saying it out loud, another being its just being a different version of what CS stands for, another reason, is it rings nicely, with our recent new friends. Some of the other reasons, are more, personal, but if you know me well enough, you know what those reasons are :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all. C-Man out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-836850944633752916?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/836850944633752916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-new-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/836850944633752916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/836850944633752916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-new-name.html' title='My New Name.....'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-2655099818838645505</id><published>2010-05-23T22:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:28:05.512-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring'/><title type='text'>Formspring!</title><content type='html'>what does M and S stand for? and do u two tape ur selves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M stands for Mistress. S, well that doesnt stand for anything. CS on the other hand stands for Cum Slut, ive never been a fan of it really, but for now it is what it is, until I can "cum" up with something better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never use tape, im too hairy. Its no fun taking off...... oh wait... unless of course you mean video tape, then yes we have video taped ourselves a couple of times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-2655099818838645505?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/2655099818838645505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring_323.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2655099818838645505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2655099818838645505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring_323.html' title='Formspring!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-8917990367495733447</id><published>2010-05-23T18:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T18:50:49.987-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='formspring'/><title type='text'>Formspring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Where is the one place you want to have public sex that you haven't?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;M &lt;/span&gt;- On the beach in Bodega Bay, CA.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;CS -&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;At our favorite local park that we walk through frequently.. there are a few places in it, that I would love to have sex in.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-8917990367495733447?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/8917990367495733447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/8917990367495733447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/8917990367495733447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring_23.html' title='Formspring!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-7801802126256391847</id><published>2010-05-23T17:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T17:42:09.907-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feet'/><title type='text'>Working Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Only had to work til 3pm but it felt like the longest day.&amp;nbsp; I didn't feel like doing much but maybe going out for a bite to later in the evening when the crowds thin out a bit.&amp;nbsp; I hate feeling overwhelmed by too many people around.&amp;nbsp; As C.S. may tell you, I'm a girl who LOVES her quiet time.&amp;nbsp; Not that I want to be alone but when I'm relaxing I just like a little peace, some good music and good company.&amp;nbsp; Good copany is what C.S. always gives me.&amp;nbsp; So tonight went for a little ride over the state line for a quick dinner and drink.&amp;nbsp; Sent a pic to BF of my feet up on the dash.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_mYHX9sfXI/AAAAAAAAArs/48BGOsTzSMk/s1600/IMG00180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_mYHX9sfXI/AAAAAAAAArs/48BGOsTzSMk/s400/IMG00180.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm very fond of fruity sweet margaritas.&amp;nbsp; Not a fan of most straight hard liquor and I really have to be in the right mood for beer, has to be wicked cold.&amp;nbsp; Not that it matters, we don't drink much anyway.&amp;nbsp; Maybe two or three a month.&amp;nbsp; So it's like having special treats when we order them out.&amp;nbsp; Ordered my fancy pomegranite margarita and dinner then continued texting our "friends."&amp;nbsp; We weren't ignoring each, just having a 4way conversation on 4 different cell phones.&amp;nbsp; Typing that sounds a little funny but it is certainly getting to know others.&amp;nbsp; So HOT!&amp;nbsp; That drink was going to my head, starting to feel a little loopy, my god I cannot hold my liquor at all.&amp;nbsp; Drive home was great, all windows and sun roof open, wind whipping thru my hair as I put my feet up on the dash and recline.&amp;nbsp; Letting the wind hit my face.&amp;nbsp; Such a gorgeous night, warm but cool enough.&amp;nbsp; Perfect driving weather.&amp;nbsp; C.S. took a few good pics of me but I think only one is postable.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_mb5h7wNbI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Xre4rFrBcWE/s1600/IMG00153.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_mb5h7wNbI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Xre4rFrBcWE/s400/IMG00153.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Once we got home C.S. was on the phone with a friend.&amp;nbsp; All I could hear was laughing and barely making out the words.&amp;nbsp; So being the good wife I am, I left him alone for a little but then I needed to interupt.&amp;nbsp; I went in and knelt at his feet and pulled his dick out and started licking and sucking.&amp;nbsp; It didn't take long for him to cum in my mouth.&amp;nbsp; Once I swallowed his load, I got up and said I'm done with you slut.&amp;nbsp; I didn't get any but was completely satisfied.&amp;nbsp; At least for the time being.&amp;nbsp; After he finished the call, he came back into the living room and watched the game he had on dvr,&amp;nbsp;then we practically texted ours friends all night/morning long.&amp;nbsp; I think I fell asleep around 2am.&amp;nbsp; Last pic is for any feet lovers who follow the our blog. XOXOX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_me_EdrA8I/AAAAAAAAAr8/m0aITW41aXQ/s1600/IMG00203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_me_EdrA8I/AAAAAAAAAr8/m0aITW41aXQ/s400/IMG00203.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hope everyone enjoyed the last few post.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;M.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-7801802126256391847?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/7801802126256391847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/working-saturday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7801802126256391847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7801802126256391847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/working-saturday.html' title='Working Saturday'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_mYHX9sfXI/AAAAAAAAArs/48BGOsTzSMk/s72-c/IMG00180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-6860494225285508019</id><published>2010-05-23T15:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T15:41:05.980-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corsets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cum shot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doggy style'/><title type='text'>Friday,  round 2 (and 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lunchtime quicky was just that.&amp;nbsp; Enough to tide me over until the work day was over.&amp;nbsp; Luckily for me I only had 1 1/2 hrs left : )&amp;nbsp; My only thoughts were of getting fucked hard and taking a few pics to share with the blog and our new friends.&amp;nbsp; I decided to put on a corset and thong and snap away.&amp;nbsp; I sent the ones I liked, first to the husband and then to the "boyfriend." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_l5CksDsII/AAAAAAAAAqs/vs32CgXiqc4/s1600/IMG00163.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_l5CksDsII/AAAAAAAAAqs/vs32CgXiqc4/s400/IMG00163.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Not to mention the positive comments from "boyfriend."&amp;nbsp; Nice to get my ego stroked by others but I felt totally sexy and extremely hot!&amp;nbsp; I asked BF how he wanted Hubs to come on/in me so he could imagine himself there and take a pic.&amp;nbsp; His request was to cum on my ass just like he wants to = )&amp;nbsp; I told C.S. what I wanted.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to be fucked doggy style on the bench (perfect height-me being short and all.)&amp;nbsp; But unfortunately, Husband/Cum Slut disobeyed my orders and came inside of me instead.&amp;nbsp; Hope that you at least like the view he had.&amp;nbsp; Well, at least round 3 is already planned.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_l-fwb5lGI/AAAAAAAAArE/TKxXRkJTevM/s1600/IMG00138.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_l-fwb5lGI/AAAAAAAAArE/TKxXRkJTevM/s400/IMG00138.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_l-_Bkn7gI/AAAAAAAAArM/o3csk72fSYM/s1600/IMG00143.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_l-_Bkn7gI/AAAAAAAAArM/o3csk72fSYM/s400/IMG00143.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dripping just a little bit of his cum. Loved these 2 pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_l_YMAGryI/AAAAAAAAArU/9a_uPhvo8OM/s1600/IMG00144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_l_YMAGryI/AAAAAAAAArU/9a_uPhvo8OM/s400/IMG00144.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Told BF that his pics would be forthcumming ((hahaha, cumming.)&amp;nbsp; After this session we were starving and decided to go out to our new fav burger joint.&amp;nbsp; Oh. My. God.&amp;nbsp; So good and juicy.&amp;nbsp; Replenished and ready for round 3.&amp;nbsp; I still wanted more.&amp;nbsp; I cum so easy that it doesn't really take much effort.&amp;nbsp; However&amp;nbsp;I do love the effort.&amp;nbsp; A nice wet tongue, a coulple of well placed fingers and I'm good to go.&amp;nbsp; I might have to make extra effort on C.S.'s part since he isnt so used to cumming so much in a short period of time like today.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Usually it's all about me, my needs, my wants and he's happy to oblige me in my still present Domme state.&amp;nbsp; I told C.S.&amp;nbsp;I was disaappinted in him for not obeying my request for BF's pic.&amp;nbsp; I said if he disobeyed me again tonight I would not let him cum for a week.&amp;nbsp; I started giving him a blow job to get him back in the mood.&amp;nbsp; And, yes he gave me what I wanted.&amp;nbsp; I just hoped BF enjoyed the pics as much as I enjoyed posing for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Texting all Friday morning with C.S. and also our new friends.&amp;nbsp; Even though it was super busy and chaotic, I couldn't wait to check my phone every few minutes.&amp;nbsp; Some of them were funny, some were sexy but all of them were making me completely wet.&amp;nbsp; The one I think that pushed me over the edge was when C.S. told me that he was actually talking to "her" and having phone sex.&amp;nbsp; Totally hot!&amp;nbsp; C.S. is quite a bit more creative in his dirty talk than I am and seemed&amp;nbsp;to be making his new friend happy.&amp;nbsp; Everything he could tell me, he texted me about.&amp;nbsp; And at the same time I'm also texting my new "boyfriend" (her husband.)&amp;nbsp; All this back and forth, all I wanted was a nice cock to make me come over and over again.&amp;nbsp; I told C.S. that he was going to cum 3 times today, 1st one&amp;nbsp;to begin on our lunch hour.&amp;nbsp; Once we &amp;nbsp;were home, I stripped down to my bra only and him completely.&amp;nbsp; I had him sit on the bench and laid back on the bed.&amp;nbsp; Me being wet and already to go, I&amp;nbsp;just got up on the bench and lower myself onto to his dripping cock.&amp;nbsp; I rode him until he came, not long but long enough for me to have an orgasm.&amp;nbsp; My horniness level on a scale of 1-10 was 10, courtesy of our new friends.&amp;nbsp; C.S. took a pic of my bra to send to our friends.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_lsXm4-K0I/AAAAAAAAAqk/3axWunGEtDs/s1600/IMG00133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_lsXm4-K0I/AAAAAAAAAqk/3axWunGEtDs/s400/IMG00133.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-4617174885854405438?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/4617174885854405438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/friday-quicky.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4617174885854405438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4617174885854405438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/friday-quicky.html' title='Friday Quicky'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_lsXm4-K0I/AAAAAAAAAqk/3axWunGEtDs/s72-c/IMG00133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-4607838983937186901</id><published>2010-05-21T07:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T07:52:52.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Horny as fuck this morning</title><content type='html'>So after a heavy night of txting with our new friends I could barely sleep with this raging hard on. I wanted to wake up M and get some, but shes in charge, and she LOVES her sleep. So i didnt. She saw my hard on in the morning though, so she knows im ready, as I was hard, and dripping a ton of precum this morning when she gave me my morning spanking before she left for work. A pic of my cock this morning is down below :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_ZzjjDjeRI/AAAAAAAAAqc/yB6F6y_HIwE/s1600/IMG00129.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_ZzjjDjeRI/AAAAAAAAAqc/yB6F6y_HIwE/s400/IMG00129.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things keep getting better and better the more we learn about our new friends. Just like us, so sweet, nice, sexy, hot, and normal. Damn we wished they lived closer. M was saying, and it so true once I thought about it, My blogger friend has some parts of me and some parts of M in her, and her husband is like me in someways and in other ways just like M. Its a great combo, and why we have seem to click and get along so well. They are awesome people. So thinking about M and her new friend, me and my new friend, the 4 of us together, and all its combos, is just........... fucking hot. So im stuck with this raging hard on. Work should be fun. :) Well hope everyone has a great day! On a different note, M and I esp hope our blogger friend who is sick in FLA gets better soon. Get better soon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I hope M has plans to play with this hard on ALL weekend (and she was to work Sat, BOO!) because im ready for whatever she can dish out :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-4607838983937186901?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/4607838983937186901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/horny-as-fuck-this-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4607838983937186901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/4607838983937186901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/horny-as-fuck-this-morning.html' title='Horny as fuck this morning'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_ZzjjDjeRI/AAAAAAAAAqc/yB6F6y_HIwE/s72-c/IMG00129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-6187468672812416220</id><published>2010-05-20T17:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T17:46:55.285-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HNT pics'/><title type='text'>HNT pics for our new friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Off from work today, yah!&amp;nbsp; But I have work Saturday, boooo.&amp;nbsp; Got to text my new friend today and exchanged a few pics.&amp;nbsp; These are a few of what I sent him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_WsgIoWU4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/6xg3RD_J_Ww/s1600/IMG00142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_WsgIoWU4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/6xg3RD_J_Ww/s400/IMG00142.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_WsufxKiYI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Hq_SVSQMnr8/s1600/IMG00131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_WsufxKiYI/AAAAAAAAAqU/Hq_SVSQMnr8/s400/IMG00131.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-6187468672812416220?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/6187468672812416220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/hnt-pics-for-our-new-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6187468672812416220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6187468672812416220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/hnt-pics-for-our-new-friends.html' title='HNT pics for our new friends'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_WsgIoWU4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/6xg3RD_J_Ww/s72-c/IMG00142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-5524737337064802842</id><published>2010-05-19T20:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T20:47:57.073-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cum stain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexting'/><title type='text'>Happy Hump day!</title><content type='html'>Well wasn't today a good day! 1st I started off texting with my new friend, who always brings a smile to my face, and laughs at my stupid jokes. Thats hot to me :). We txted back and forth all morning, with me trying to make her laugh because she doesnt feel good. Then I got a text from M that said she has been "getting to know my new boyfriend"... turns out She and my friends' husband were texting and getting to know each other! How cute! Then my blogging friend was texting M! She was getting it from both sides. M pretends to be shy, but it a front, she LOVES being the center of attention, and explains her current Domme streak :) So she was loving it. So was my new friend, who was getting attention from me and M. I tell ya,&amp;nbsp; my days have just gotten brighter these days.. not that was anything wrong with my life, I love it, and am very happy, and content. But my new friends txt, just makes the day better, brighter, sweeter, nicer. Gives me more smiles throughout the day... who doesnt want more smiles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i get home, and M is all smiles. She really enjoyed her txt, my new friend sent both of us a pic of her amazing breasts, and we both said how hot she was. Couple that with her txt with my new friends husband got hot and steamy, M was allllll hot and bothered, esp since she just worked out again (3 days in a row! Hoot! its awesome shes getting back into it,&amp;nbsp; we both are decided to start working out and losing weight). She led to me to the bedroom and started sucking my cock, to which I took a pic of and sent to my friend while M happily sucked my cock. Ill tell you what, nothing is hotter, then txting a pic of your wife, sucking your cock, while continuing to sucking your cock, to your new friend :) M then hopped on top, and fucked my brains out reverse cowgirl. When she was done, she hopped off, and tooka pic of my spent cock and giant wet stain on the bed. The response I got from my friend? "HAWT!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love those responses. Speaking of responses.....when we switched phones and read each others hot txt for the day.... i can tell which one set M off.... the one where my friends husband told her, he jerked off to her last blog post, because it was so hot. She LOVES hearing that. It really gets her off, knowing she can do that to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they are supposed to be getting it on tonight and sending up pics back, we cant wait, esp since we made some special requests :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great HUMP day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_SGkURdZ_I/AAAAAAAAAp8/T-QqxrxTQwg/s1600/c9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_SGkURdZ_I/AAAAAAAAAp8/T-QqxrxTQwg/s400/c9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;enjoy the pic, i hope they did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-5524737337064802842?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/5524737337064802842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-hump-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5524737337064802842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5524737337064802842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-hump-day.html' title='Happy Hump day!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_SGkURdZ_I/AAAAAAAAAp8/T-QqxrxTQwg/s72-c/c9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-145723579255129439</id><published>2010-05-19T00:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T00:19:36.124-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thurs night pics! I totally forgot!</title><content type='html'>Thurs M went to bed early, and I was horny as hell. So i sent her these pics so she would get them when she checked her phone fri morning. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did the trick I got to cum 3 times between fri night and Sat Morning :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NmiGcxSXI/AAAAAAAAApk/--8-qcrr0-I/s1600/c6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NmiGcxSXI/AAAAAAAAApk/--8-qcrr0-I/s400/c6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_Nmlu1UhWI/AAAAAAAAAp0/8LW9WLt9pk4/s1600/c2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_Nmlu1UhWI/AAAAAAAAAp0/8LW9WLt9pk4/s400/c2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NmjQlFO0I/AAAAAAAAAps/NAz7IpoWCww/s1600/c1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NmjQlFO0I/AAAAAAAAAps/NAz7IpoWCww/s400/c1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-145723579255129439?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/145723579255129439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/thurs-night-pics-i-totally-forgot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/145723579255129439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/145723579255129439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/thurs-night-pics-i-totally-forgot.html' title='Thurs night pics! I totally forgot!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NmiGcxSXI/AAAAAAAAApk/--8-qcrr0-I/s72-c/c6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-5355003829294963384</id><published>2010-05-19T00:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T00:14:18.515-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cock'/><title type='text'>Just a cute pic</title><content type='html'>I was outside in the driveway grilling some steaks and I sent M this pic, to show her I didnt have any underwear on :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NlgiQ0viI/AAAAAAAAApc/C22FeQLY5Wc/s1600/c8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NlgiQ0viI/AAAAAAAAApc/C22FeQLY5Wc/s400/c8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-5355003829294963384?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/5355003829294963384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-cute-pic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5355003829294963384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/5355003829294963384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-cute-pic.html' title='Just a cute pic'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NlgiQ0viI/AAAAAAAAApc/C22FeQLY5Wc/s72-c/c8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-8084778689419886332</id><published>2010-05-19T00:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T00:10:39.417-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexting blogging friends'/><title type='text'>New Friends!</title><content type='html'>Well as M mentioned we have made some new friends. I spent a day emailing back and forth with a blogger who I clicked with. We have now emailed and texted back and forth quite a bit, as has M, her, and my new blogger friends husband. We are having a blast getting to know them. I am blown away by my new blogger friend, cool, sexy, smart, witty, cute, sweet, and just a wee bit dirty. M really likes her too. Heres hoping for a long lasting relationship for us all! Ill let her, let the cat out of the bag on her blog, or here in the comments ....whatever she wants to do or is comfortable with. All i know is she makes me smile all day in more ways then one.. what more could someone ask from a new friend? I am a gentlemen after all :) Heres a few pics M and I have texted them over the last couple of days.. :) Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NjKJ3APBI/AAAAAAAAApE/_RIiwwvB5KU/s1600/c3a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NjKJ3APBI/AAAAAAAAApE/_RIiwwvB5KU/s400/c3a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NjMi6XkJI/AAAAAAAAApM/32mQFwdU7CA/s1600/c4a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NjMi6XkJI/AAAAAAAAApM/32mQFwdU7CA/s400/c4a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NjRY7pP3I/AAAAAAAAApU/1vK3ow89t80/s1600/c5a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NjRY7pP3I/AAAAAAAAApU/1vK3ow89t80/s400/c5a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that last one needs an explanation, she said she liked sweaty men who work out, and i just got done with a 2.1 mile run... so M snapped a pic to send her :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-8084778689419886332?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/8084778689419886332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/8084778689419886332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/8084778689419886332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-friends.html' title='New Friends!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NjKJ3APBI/AAAAAAAAApE/_RIiwwvB5KU/s72-c/c3a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-6698842585883054667</id><published>2010-05-18T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T23:46:50.607-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes toes'/><title type='text'>Formspring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I LOVED the picture of the purple heels!  Can I see her toes?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Why yes, yes you can, M never passes up to take pictures of her shoes....&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NesEnTrmI/AAAAAAAAAoc/ZQu5DcmQam8/s1600/k2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NesEnTrmI/AAAAAAAAAoc/ZQu5DcmQam8/s400/k2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_Netx2RsFI/AAAAAAAAAok/OvHdwqkoIGs/s1600/k4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_Netx2RsFI/AAAAAAAAAok/OvHdwqkoIGs/s400/k4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NewS8GGkI/AAAAAAAAAos/jK37u7ZWcvM/s1600/k7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NewS8GGkI/AAAAAAAAAos/jK37u7ZWcvM/s400/k7.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NfBDW_4VI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Icajd-Yr5jQ/s1600/k9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NfBDW_4VI/AAAAAAAAAo8/Icajd-Yr5jQ/s400/k9.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-6698842585883054667?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/6698842585883054667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring_18.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6698842585883054667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6698842585883054667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring_18.html' title='Formspring!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NesEnTrmI/AAAAAAAAAoc/ZQu5DcmQam8/s72-c/k2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-8894362631259288440</id><published>2010-05-18T22:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T22:55:06.074-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pussy licking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sexting'/><title type='text'>Sunday Blahs</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nothing worse than feeling a bit out of sorts on a beautiful sunny Sunday afternoon than not wanting to do anything at all.&amp;nbsp; I hate wasting a day like this just hanging around the house and just playing some stupid mind numbing games on my laptop.&amp;nbsp; Next thing I notice is my little Cum Slut typing vigorously away and with purpose.&amp;nbsp; This really starts to peak my curiosity because he is also got a great big devilish smile on his face.&amp;nbsp; So me being me, I asked him what he was doing.&amp;nbsp; He said he was emailing a sexy blogger we read together. &amp;nbsp; Now my turn to smile and start reading over his shoulder.&amp;nbsp; I knew there was some communication between them, but I didn't realize how many.&amp;nbsp; The way I'm writing this sounds like he was keeping something from me.&amp;nbsp; Let me set this straight.&amp;nbsp; That was not the case, he asked if it would be ok before he started, so no secrets and all is good.&amp;nbsp; I read a couple of things but got to sleepy and headed to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Monday morning texts started a bit on the early side.&amp;nbsp; Him talking to his new friend I think got his mind reeling with the thought of maybe a 3some or even a 4some.&amp;nbsp; Who knows if we're ready for it but it is a lot of fun talking about it and playing.&amp;nbsp; He forwarded the emails to me so I could catch up on the chatting and maybe join in myself :)&amp;nbsp; They sent a few pics and texts back and forth.&amp;nbsp; I must say it was kind of hot.&amp;nbsp; All that did was get me a little horny. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; First thing I did when I got home was hit the treadmill (been away tooo long) and then took a long hot shower.&amp;nbsp; Still horny.&amp;nbsp; I grab the camera and head to the living and started taking pics of myself on the couch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NHxZrba-I/AAAAAAAAAm0/T9XcvD7a_Ps/s1600/DSCN0437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NIWMl8BrI/AAAAAAAAAnc/vNSfm5MmFZs/s1600/DSCN0447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S_NIWMl8BrI/AAAAAAAAAnc/vNSfm5MmFZs/s400/DSCN0447.JPG" width="400" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; All thats left to do is wait for Cum Slut to get home and pleasure me.&amp;nbsp; He finally comes home, walks into the living room and sees that I'm on the couch spread eagle waiting.&amp;nbsp; He smiles at me, doesn't say a word and kneels down to kiss me and lick me.&amp;nbsp; Mmmmmmm.&amp;nbsp; I pretty much stay in the same position while he starts fingering me until I start gushing.&amp;nbsp; I make him stop and take off his clothes.&amp;nbsp; I want him to just fuck me already, so I tell him to.&amp;nbsp; 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Soooo, still no threesome for you guys? If you could pick an ideal  person to participate in that, what would they be like?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;M - Well Hung with lots of stamina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;CS - Tall, sexy, wearing Chuck Taylors... you know who you are. :) Otherwise, if shes not available... just someone who is into it, into us, and into pleasing us, I like all kinds of women....:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;2. What is the cruelest thing that you have done to your hubby or that  you have received from your wife?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Physically, probably when i ass fucked him with a pretty big dildo, and he wasnt ready. Mentally&amp;nbsp; - when i completely ignore him... he does NOT like to be ignored. :)&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;3. Which one of you is loudest in bed?  When is it the biggest turn-on?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Until recently, CS was always louder, but over the last 6 months or so, its definitely been M.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;As far as turn ons -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;M - I like it when he groans and moans right before he cums, then i know its a really powerful orgasm.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;CS - Same for me, I know when shes moaning, its going to be a deep one. I esp. like it when im giving her oral, it gives me the clues of how fast to go, where to lick, not lick, etc. I also like it when there is a chance M could be heard, like out the bedroom window, out the car window, or through the walls when we are on vacation, etc.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-7351815229579851542?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/7351815229579851542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring_16.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7351815229579851542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/7351815229579851542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring_16.html' title='Formspring!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-2073678570121353347</id><published>2010-05-15T15:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T15:17:17.368-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cock miling'/><title type='text'>Saturday morning cock milking</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Usual Saturday morning staying in bed late even though we are both wide awake.&amp;nbsp; No obligations, appointments, nothing pressing or important to do.&amp;nbsp; So I decided that this morning was going to be just for him.&amp;nbsp; I know what you're thinking, I'm such a giver :)&amp;nbsp; I told him to hand me the paddle and then get on all fours.&amp;nbsp; I started to whack at his ass until I could see red marks, unfortunately the pics did not really show it that well so I deleted them.&amp;nbsp; I then slowly stroked his cock until he came.&amp;nbsp; I love the view from this angle.&amp;nbsp; Being the great Domme that I am, I also gave him a back massage to show how much I appreciate the good little Cum Slut he really is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7x-XIB4QI/AAAAAAAAAmM/KGpjrz3Ammg/s1600/DSCN0429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7x-XIB4QI/AAAAAAAAAmM/KGpjrz3Ammg/s400/DSCN0429.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7yCVKeshI/AAAAAAAAAmU/CFjHmaR5j4s/s1600/DSCN0430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7yCVKeshI/AAAAAAAAAmU/CFjHmaR5j4s/s400/DSCN0430.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7yLOuqPxI/AAAAAAAAAmk/NN3FVKk56rE/s1600/DSCN0432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7yLOuqPxI/AAAAAAAAAmk/NN3FVKk56rE/s400/DSCN0432.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7yQE37zcI/AAAAAAAAAms/tH4cy_54JhQ/s1600/DSCN0436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7yQE37zcI/AAAAAAAAAms/tH4cy_54JhQ/s400/DSCN0436.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-2073678570121353347?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/2073678570121353347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/saturday-morning-cock-milking.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2073678570121353347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/2073678570121353347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/saturday-morning-cock-milking.html' title='Saturday morning cock milking'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7x-XIB4QI/AAAAAAAAAmM/KGpjrz3Ammg/s72-c/DSCN0429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-1451369538761975329</id><published>2010-05-15T14:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T14:52:50.229-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lingerie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fucking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oral'/><title type='text'>A mostly picture blog</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know we haven't blogged much about our sexual adventures lately and I'm sorry about that.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully this quick blogging will be acceptable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Friday afternoon started with the promise of an early evening encounter. I had an idea of what I wanted and knew that I wanted lots of pics so I told Cum Slut to be ready when he got home.&amp;nbsp; I picked out my purple teddy and matching thong and of course my fav pair of purple croc heels and waited.&amp;nbsp; When he came home I told him to take off his clothes and had take some pics of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7fH5XptbI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Ht1SxIuXVjg/s1600/DSCN0413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7fH5XptbI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Ht1SxIuXVjg/s400/DSCN0413.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7fJvvI-wI/AAAAAAAAAjM/OESXtdII_Ms/s1600/DSCN0414.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7fJvvI-wI/AAAAAAAAAjM/OESXtdII_Ms/s400/DSCN0414.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7iG1Uu68I/AAAAAAAAAkU/H1-NYvcTo2g/s1600/DSCN0417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7iG1Uu68I/AAAAAAAAAkU/H1-NYvcTo2g/s400/DSCN0417.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7gMwAWm7I/AAAAAAAAAjs/UNqceqUabIs/s1600/DSCN0388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7gMwAWm7I/AAAAAAAAAjs/UNqceqUabIs/s400/DSCN0388.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7gVqxSKDI/AAAAAAAAAj8/bg1EW7ZBVbw/s1600/DSCN0400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7gVqxSKDI/AAAAAAAAAj8/bg1EW7ZBVbw/s400/DSCN0400.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7gsYrpc5I/AAAAAAAAAkM/hZ8bYMZpb_w/s1600/DSCN0404.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7gsYrpc5I/AAAAAAAAAkM/hZ8bYMZpb_w/s400/DSCN0404.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then I had him lick my pussy until I came.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7k8egjzjI/AAAAAAAAAk0/VHN4z9-Pf_o/s1600/DSCN0410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7k8egjzjI/AAAAAAAAAk0/VHN4z9-Pf_o/s400/DSCN0410.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7lBuab93I/AAAAAAAAAk8/JxoVwWx3QMA/s1600/DSCN0411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7lBuab93I/AAAAAAAAAk8/JxoVwWx3QMA/s400/DSCN0411.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7m1DDCuHI/AAAAAAAAAlc/T0N33ZGLmgM/s1600/DSCN0425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7m1DDCuHI/AAAAAAAAAlc/T0N33ZGLmgM/s400/DSCN0425.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7m4W3uvVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/9lovQc67L3g/s1600/DSCN0426.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7m4W3uvVI/AAAAAAAAAlk/9lovQc67L3g/s400/DSCN0426.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Next I had him do fuck me missionary.&amp;nbsp; Nothing crazy but I certainly enjoyed.&amp;nbsp; I then had him start licking his own cum out of my pussy.&amp;nbsp; Round two later that night to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7oAN3Py_I/AAAAAAAAAl0/_4ccrKaUS0U/s1600/DSCN0419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7oAN3Py_I/AAAAAAAAAl0/_4ccrKaUS0U/s400/DSCN0419.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7oGzJgpNI/AAAAAAAAAmE/e82XL-xFPI8/s1600/DSCN0421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7oGzJgpNI/AAAAAAAAAmE/e82XL-xFPI8/s400/DSCN0421.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; About 3 hours later I wanted some more so I summoned him back to the bedroom and ordered him to lay on his back.&amp;nbsp; Not that he needed any help but I started to to lick and suck his cock with my very eager tongue.&amp;nbsp; Once I felt it was "ready" on I gladly got on top of it slowly been to ride him.&amp;nbsp; So good and slow.&amp;nbsp; After a short while he began to interrupt&amp;nbsp; my grove by starting to buck a little making my orgasms a bit more intense.&amp;nbsp; I like them to unfold slowly so I can enjoy every last thrust fully.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't complaining.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes you have to come over and over again not knowing where one starts or where another ends.&amp;nbsp; I was sure to sleep well after that :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-1451369538761975329?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/1451369538761975329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/mostly-picture-blog.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/1451369538761975329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/1451369538761975329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/mostly-picture-blog.html' title='A mostly picture blog'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-7fH5XptbI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Ht1SxIuXVjg/s72-c/DSCN0413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-9080424144734996349</id><published>2010-05-13T22:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T22:54:26.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More Formspring</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;CS would you or have considered being with a man in any sexual  capacity??&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not really. I would certainly participate in a MFM with M, but have no desire to have any sexual activity with another man, beyond both of us pleasing M and her orgasms.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-9080424144734996349?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/9080424144734996349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-formspring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/9080424144734996349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/9080424144734996349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-formspring.html' title='More Formspring'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-8016616894461992000</id><published>2010-05-13T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T20:31:24.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HNT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-yGcmwQRII/AAAAAAAAAiM/psBi3sZ6PYY/s1600/DSCN0379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-yGcmwQRII/AAAAAAAAAiM/psBi3sZ6PYY/s400/DSCN0379.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-yGkuQZV7I/AAAAAAAAAiU/hd1UOppgoUQ/s1600/DSCN0380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-yGkuQZV7I/AAAAAAAAAiU/hd1UOppgoUQ/s400/DSCN0380.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-yF-hRmA6I/AAAAAAAAAh8/QdoOda7N9-o/s1600/DSCN0387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-yF-hRmA6I/AAAAAAAAAh8/QdoOda7N9-o/s400/DSCN0387.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-8016616894461992000?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/8016616894461992000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/hnt.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/8016616894461992000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/8016616894461992000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/hnt.html' title='HNT'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/S-yGcmwQRII/AAAAAAAAAiM/psBi3sZ6PYY/s72-c/DSCN0379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-360517875260559666</id><published>2010-05-08T15:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T15:55:06.711-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food play?'/><title type='text'>Formspring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Do you two use food in your sex play? If so, what kind?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rarely. Once in a great while, whip cream. Things we have used in the past include chocolate syrup and a cucumber as well. The cucumber really spread M nice and wide, and she had a deep orgasm. That was a long time ago. But, for the most part, No. Rarely is food involved.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-360517875260559666?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/360517875260559666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring_08.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/360517875260559666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/360517875260559666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring_08.html' title='Formspring!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-5750866134015092778</id><published>2010-05-06T18:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T18:16:01.756-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pics'/><title type='text'>HNT pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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My hands just dont do it for me. I probably do that about twice a month. I dont ever use my hands or vibrators etc. Just the shower head. Sometimes I think about CS's cock from time to time while doing it.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Me - I really dont need to think about anything. I and jerk off and cum in a matter of a couple of minutes. Though I only have once in the last 6 months, I used to 3-4 times a week. I normally didnt think about much, but sometimes I would think about previous sexual encounters to help.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-6797760544219113018?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/6797760544219113018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6797760544219113018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6797760544219113018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/formspring.html' title='Formspring!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6234956050203920728.post-6144281928438531002</id><published>2010-05-03T21:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T21:27:05.095-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turn ons?'/><title type='text'>Another Question!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h4&gt;What turns the two of you on the most of  everything that you have done together?&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;M - Externally, going to the strip club. Internally - Him giving me oral, does it every time. Something about watching the top of his head going to work, does it for me. :)&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Me - Going to the strip club for sure. Internally - when she ties me up, and blind folds me so I dont know whats cumming next.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6234956050203920728-6144281928438531002?l=hornynecouple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/feeds/6144281928438531002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-question.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6144281928438531002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6234956050203920728/posts/default/6144281928438531002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hornynecouple.blogspot.com/2010/05/another-question.html' title='Another Question!'/><author><name>hornynecouple</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10658179948935399386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OWiEeqa-XGA/SzGCcmiWvFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tr7Yfblsw_o/S220/IMG_0156.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
