Gasping, I fall and we lie against each other. My body aches at the power of my orgasm, its release far too long in the making. I rest my head on the inside of your thigh, watching the little tremors of pleasure make themselves felt along your body, and feeling you tremble and relax under my cheek. We lie there, quiet and motionless for a time, listening to each other breathe.

Your body lies shaking as your long awaited orgasm courses through you, from your toes up to your head, tingling your nipples and your clit as it goes. You want to stop but the heavy weight of my hand keeps your fingers deep inside you, making your body feed on little waves of pleasure. You open your eyes and see the wet tip of my cock in front of you, and me smiling down as I stroke it from my balls right up, curving my fingers over the uncut top.

"Hi there. Nice view." I say with a grin. You can only nod in reply, still gathering yourself together, and you feel my hand liftng from you, my fingers now tracing lightly up your body, following the line of your arm as it rests on top of you. Sighing, you reach up with your soaking wet hand and wrap it around my cock, watching my smile grow as I stop my stroking and cup my balls. Eyes fixed on my cock, you run your hand up over the top, spreading your wetness all over me and pressing your thumb underneath and smiling to yourself as you hear me gasp a little at your touch. My dick swells and bounces up a little under your touch, straining and showing my need to get touched is as bad as yours.

My eyes glow as your hand glides over me, and the feeling of your wetness on me is getting me riled up. You laugh a little and slide your other hand into your pussy, noticing my eyes darting from the hand on my cock to the hand in you, and spread yet more wetness over my cock, wrapping both hands around me. Locking your fingers together you make a little hole for me and I can't help but start to fuck it, hips moving roughly and I lean over to the bed instinctively - you pull my cock down with your hands and I bend over you, resting on my fists, fucking your slippery palms and moaning. Now I'm in your power and you move your body under me, sliding down the bed so your pussy is under my face... and your tongue is on my cock again.

Pulling my dick into your mouth, you lean your head back, letting me fuck your mouth because you can tell I can't just let you suck it. You pull your left hand off me and wrap your arm around my hips, grabbing my ass and stroking my shaft and balls with your right hand as I fuck your mouth and grunt, looming over you, tall and tight. "Fucking hell" I moan as you suck me harder, working my cock tight in your hand, pulling me into you and feeling me stretch your mouth open as I start to fuck your throat. We're losing ourselves in it now, no careful touching, just hard needs and wants, as I pull your legs up and dive face first into your pussy, sucking on you and tasting that hot wetness, your thighs pressed against my head and shoulders, I wrap my hands over your ass cheeks and bury two fingers from each hand into your soaking cunt and lick you, sucking you, our hips grinding agaist each other as we fuck each other's mouths and gasp and moan and scream out as we cum hard, my cock pumping right down your throat as your legs clamp around me and gush all over my face...

A warm afternoon and you're lying on your bed, naked after a long steaming shower. Your skin is smooth and soft, dried slowly by walking around the house and the towels lie abandoned on the floor. As you lean back and let your mind wander, your hands run over your breasts, stroking them with your fingertips, your body reacting more quickly than you imagined, nipples hardening, you cup your hands behind your breasts and lift them, squeezing them together and pulling gently at your nipples. You feel your thighs press together by themselves, anticipation building as you feel the ache in your body leaving your breasts, and coming back in through your hands. As you let a low moan out, your back arches and you squeeze a little tighter, your pussy starts to get wetter as you work on your breasts, holding them tight together you wrap your left arm around, underneath them and pinch your right nipple between your thumb and finger, as your right hand strokes your thighs, still pressed tightly together as your hips roll a little and the pressure builds up on your hot pussy. Eventually you give in to the pressure and open your legs, dropping your hand on top of your now wet and aching pussy. Instinctively your hand falls into position, parting your lips with your middle finger you run it in a smooth line down the length of your wet slit, pausing over the entrance to your pussy, and curling that one long finger back towards your palm, barely pressing on yourself as your other fingers trace along the mound of your pussy, drawing back up towards your clit. You stop just before you reach it, not quite ready, and run your finger back down, building a rythmn, your mind filled with the sense of your body's touch, all thoughts of fantasy gone from your head, only the feeling of your full hard nipples in your fingers, your hips bucking towards your hand, and the ache of your pussy as it gets wetter and wetter under your finger, then two fingers, stroking and pressing a little harder, pushing into your pussy at the end of your stroke, making your hips move up to meet them, you finally push your fingers into your soaking hot hole, losing control and pumping your fingers into yourself, opening up so deep and wide,  you grab your breast, holding that nipple tight and your eyes fly open as your orgasm starts to build .... to see a hard cock being stroked above your face, thick and ridged along its length, you gasp and your third finger slips into you as you suddenly feel a strong, rough hand resting on top of yours, pushing your fingers even deeper into yourself, and cry out just before that thick tool slides into your mouth, and you explode into orgasm, sucking on my cock as I hold you in place and smile.... just the beginning...

Well we've had a few changes of mods recently. Since most of my posts have been chatroom related, there's no reason for this one to be different. Admin seems to be getting a lot of flack over demodding Tru with plenty of comments stating people don't know why, Yuvu going down the tubes etc etc - all I know on the subject is Tru's blog that there were "too many complaints made".

Since I have no idea what the actual reason is, I won't speculate. All I will say is that modding is pretty simple - the rules are few, and clear, all that has to be done is enconvince them. Issue Warning -> Mute -> Repeat warning -> Kick. Anything getting out of hand, or potentially illegal, refer to Admin.

Maybe I'm missing something and it really is a hard job. I've always worked on the basis that digging rocks out of the ground with a pickaxe a mile under the surface is a hard job and anything else is sitting around on your arse.

Mods and Users have come and gone, the chatroom still remains, if you're enjoying it, stay, if you're not, leave. And if you're here to have Tea and Cake please leave us alone with your depressing moaning and whinging and mood-spoiling. Or attention seeking.

I've been witness to several incidents over the past few weeks of what I can only describe as "pathetically underdeveloped emo drama whoring" in chat. Not from trolls either. In some cases from Mods. If you block someone, or ignore someone, or some troll sends you a whisper - block him and get over it. The entire universe doesn't need to read about your hyperventilating reaction to some garbled ill-formatted text in a chatroom. There doesn't need to be an hour long back patting and cuddling session to make you feel better. GROW UP. FOR FUCKS SAKE. It's amazing that some people still have this pathetic ***** need for validation and sympathy, as though they were 14 year old girls swapping made up Oh. My. God. stories about "that bitch whats her face" or "that creepy guy in class" and trying to top each other with their hysterical reactions. If you can't use the ignore or mute button without feeling the need to share with the entire world why you're doing it for half an hour, then I'll start using my ignore button on you.