She-Sloot Smash!

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A Slice of Pie

Aaaaaand for the second day in a row, we have a voucher redemption by Emmy. I swear, that girl is properly addiction to me. I'm kinda addicted to her as well but let's keep that little secret between you and I...

Anyways, for today's sexy fun, Emmy selected maybe the kinkiest of the vouchers that can be drawn from the lucky dip pot. I would certainly argue that its the filthiest. It's a sexual fantasy that I've actually had for a really long time and I know for a fact that Emmy has been looking forward to helping me ticket it off my bucket list.

Even before I started exploring the wonderful world of being Em-curious and then Em-sexual, back when I was as straight as could be (which I still consider myself to be straight, just with an intense crush on one specific woman), I still had this one desire that involved another woman. I'd always been intrigued by the idea of having a MFF threesome where the other woman would take a cumload in one of her holes. And, as the guy would then withdraw his cock from whichever hole he'd been fucking, I'd be there to catch all of his cum on my tongue as the plug that was holding it inside was removed.

That why, I created the Slice of Creampie voucher; to give me an opportunity to final live that dream out. The voucher itself doesn't actually specify which hole it was that I would be drinking cum from but, knowing Emmy and her love for being buttfucked, I had high hopes that that was what she would choose when she notified me of her impending voucher redemption.

So, how did the redemption go down? Well, I think it was mostly a bratty attempt to get some attention from me while I was trying to focus on other things. Emmy, possibly a little put out that I was more interested in getting some work done on my phone while enjoying a morning coffee, put the moves on my husband.

Ace was just innocently (or that's probably what he would like you to believe) sunning himself on the beach when that naughty minx tugged his shorts down and, without hesitation, started throating his dick.

Between emails, I would give them an occasional glance to see how they were getting on. Possibly a shrug of indifference to neuter Emmy's attempts to make me jealous at gagging on my hubby's cock. 

I mean, she had already told me of her intent before she made her first move on him, so why would I be bothered. I was going to get to see my gay crush fuck my husband and then slurp his cum from either her cunt or ass. What's there to be angry about with that? So I just left them to get on with it while I slowly cleared out my inbox of important mails.

To be honest, I got a little lost in my work and stopped paying attention to them altogether for a while. I genuinely have no idea how much time I'd spent getting things done but, next time I glanced up, Emmy was no longing sucking Ace off. Instead she had hopped onboard and was riding his dick. From my perch at the bar, I couldn't see which of her holes he was porking but I really hoped it was indeed her ass.

A few emails later and I was actually able to wander over and check for myself. Disappointingly, He Ace was only stretching Emmy's naughty cunt with his fat cock. Not the outcome I'd been hoping for, but I knew that, with a little encouragement, we could do something about that and get the desired outcome.

Of course, my expectation that Emmy would be taking it in the poopchute was founded on the knowledge that she is, in fact, the biggest butt slut that I know. One with a fondness for not just taking one cock up the bum but something even two... at the same time!

Which is to say that it required very little coercion to remedy my prior disappointment. And I got a front row seat to watching Ace squeezed his meat fuckstick into her greedy bumhole.

But, as nice as that view was, I wanted to have the best seat in the house with unobstructed view where I could glimpse every single moment of my husbands cock stretched Emmy's arse open.

Laying on my back, I wriggled in between Ace's legs to get a nice up close and personal view. So up close that I had drips from Emmy's honied up cunt splatting down on to my face. I even managed to catch few of them in my open mouth and I can honestly say, she tastes delicious.

I was so excited about my upcoming treat and I was perfectly in position for whenever it was going to happen. I just needed the warning to let me know that I had to get my tongue in their ready to catch all the cum as it cascaded out of Emmy's gaping hole.

A warning that I annoyingly did not receive. Without a would, the hubby trembled and pumped Emmy's arsehole full of his hot, cream seed and then immediately pulled out to flop down beside her. Thankfully Emmy had the lightening reflexes to clench and contain most of my creamy treat but some did inevitably trickle down across her wet slit.

While Emmy shared a thank you kiss with Ace, I inspected what I had to work with. 

Not wanting to waste any cum, I started with reclaiming what I could of the cum that had managed to escape before Emmy clenched her starfish tightly. My tongue licked up what it could, running from her naughty clit, up along her slit and then circling around her ruined pucker.

Then an error on my part. Before diving in to dine of the main course, I allowed myself to get so carried with my enjoyment of the starter course, that I instinctively swallowed it down like the good little cum swallower that I like to be. Oops! I had been intending to hold as much of it in my mouth as possible but nevermind...

Regardless, as my tongue began to probe Emmy's backdoor and she allowed her sphincter to relax, I found that there was still plenty of cum for me to extract. My hubby always provided such massive cumloads, so there needn't have ever been any worries on that front.

I probed and licked. Slurped and sucked. And, eventually, all of Ace's cum was securely held in my mouth. The only danger to it being that the large quantity of it may force me to swallow once again. Before that could happen though, I shared a deep kiss with Emmy, allowing the cum to freely pass back and forth between our mouths

Only once the amount of cum and salvia in both of our mouth's had approximately equalised, so we could each have our fair share of this creamy treat, did we both swallow. Yummy!

So, there you go... Another voucher redeemed and there no signs that she'll be slowly down with working her way through her voucher booklet any time soon. Not surprisingly, I am total fine with that. And I've not had any complaints from readers about the amount of Em-sex that I've been chronicling recently. Quite the opposite. All of the feedback that I've received has been quite positive.  I guess there will be more coming soon then, although I do hope to find at least a little bit of time to share some of my more usual content with you as well.

Just A Taste

At this rate, there is a very real danger of this blog turning into one that is dedicated to just mine and Emmy's sexploits together... 

Any complaints about if that happens?

No, didn't think so...

And I'm pleased to say that normal service has been resumed because this hook-up did follow proper voucher redemption protocols. Actually, I think this was my first ever booty call from Emmy. 

Normally, we'll already been hanging out, things will get flirty and Emmy will make her move, just for me to put a pause to proceedings by insisted she hand over a relevant voucher before will go any further.

This time though, I got pinged from out of the blue with a very suggestive Discord message from Emmy. A bit of flirty back and forth followed for me to establish whether she was being serious or just teasing. And then I grabbed my keys and dashed out the door to meet up with her. 

Yeah, I'll admit that I was feeling pretty horny for all the perving that I had been doing earlier in the day and I was always going to find it challenging to decline the opportunity to release a bit of that horniness. Which is exactly why I wasted absolutely no time in liberating myself from my tight booty shorts and knickers.

I'm not sure we even said more thana couple of words to each other before we started to passionately kissing. As soon as I arrived at her beach resort, she beckoned me to follow her with a wave of a finger and, before you know it, I was propped up on the edge of bed, her tongue down my throat and my fumbling to pop the button on my shorts so we could get going as quickly as possible.

I suspect Emmy probably couldn't believe how keen I was. Maybe that is why she took the opportunity to tease me for once. Normally, she is the eager one and I delight in drawing things out and really taking my time to make the most of our intimate time together. 

This time though, she took on my role. Which, to be fair, probably took a lot of willpower from her. Because, despite having my bare coochie pressed against her thigh, she did not immediately dive between my legs. Instead, she dropped to her knees to suckle on my toes. She took her time sucking and nibbling each toe before slowly starting to kiss her way up towards my knee.

Upon reaching my knee, she took a pause to tease me, obviously revealing in the reversal of our roles. I wanted her so damn much but I tried my hardest to keep my cool and not let her know quiet how badly I was lusting after her. I did get a little flustered though when she hinted at not continuing her journey up my leg to the promised land.

Eventually though, she did continue her ascent until I could feel her warm breathe blowing across my damp slit as her lips reached the boundary of my outer labia. However, she was prevented from venturing any further as my hand held her forehead back. My other hand extended, palm held up until a visibly annoyed Emmy placed the Just a Taste voucher that she'd promised to redeem into it.

With that, the fun could really begin...

As Emmy prepared to finally tuck into the sticky treat awaiting her between my legs, I pulled on the knot holding my shirt tied up, letting it fall open and loose, and exposing my bra underneath.

But, instead of taking that as her cue to get started, she turned on the brattiness, giving me obscene levels of sass by insisting that I had to tell her exactly how much I wanted to her to lick me before she would go any further. My clit was aching to tickled and the sensation of her warm breath blowing across it every time she exhaled was driving me crazy. I had no choice put to plead her to lick me until I orgasmed in her face.

Satisfied with forcing me to beg for it, she gleefully placed a deep, wet kiss on my flower's petals. Her tender touch sending jolts of excitement through my body, making my eyes go googly as they rolled back in my help and I flopped back on to the bed.

What followed was an absolute masterclass in pussy licking that definitely taught me a thing or two that I will be sure to try out on her at some point in the future. Between licking the full length of my slit, sucking on my bean, sliding her tongue inside me and slurping on my labias, I was putty in her hands.

Amidst all the divine pleasuring, it was a real trial of my willpower to even prop myself enough to be able to gaze down along my body to see her beautiful brown eyes peeking over my sticky mood as she hummed at my engorged clit.

As that humming vibrated though my vulva, more jolts of irresistible impulses that completely overwhelmed me, forcing me to slump back again. I begged Emmy to make me cum by doing continuing to do exactly what she was doing.

Instead, she intensified her pussy eating, tongue lashing my clit as my hips involuntarily pushed my cunt up against her lower lip, smearing my sticky mess all over her chin. Even as my thighs clamped down hard on her head and I tried to roll over to bury my face in a pillow to suppress my orgasm-fuelled scream, she was unrelenting in her tongue fucking.

After much writhing and an unusually long orgasm, my body began trying to relax. My muffled wailing ceased and my thighs released their vice-like grip on Emmys head. And, although her tongue lashing had come to an end, Emmy was peppering my erect and throbbing bud with kisses. Each and every touch of her moist, sticky lips sent another jolt spasming through my body. 

I was simply too sensitive to let her continue. The intensity of those pulse were overwhelming, forcing me to seek some respite. With a trembling hand, I reluctantly pushed her face away, seeing for the first time how much of my mess was smeared all over here. A couple of strands of my honey stringing from her lips and chin as they parted from my pussy. 

The cheeky bitch quickly dived back in for one final flourish of flicks with her tongue causing me to squirm wildly and cry out for mercy before she crawled into my arms and shared my taste with my by pressing her lips to mine in a deep kiss. A taste that I washed down shortly afterwards with the remainder of the coffee that I'd brought with me. A coffee that was now completely stone cold, of course.

Voucher Violation

You know what Tuesdays mean, don't you? They aren't just like any other day of the week. They are the day that brings joy to men, and some women, everywhere because it means tits are out everywhere. That's right, Titty Tuesdays (or Topless Tuesday as some people like to go with) are a guarantee that anyone needing a good perv will have a veritable buffet of boobs to choose from

For my part, I still feel awkward taking part in in. As an introvert, flaunting my body does not come naturally to me. But, when you have a pair of besties like the Titty Twins, it's challenging to get given much choice in the matter, especially when they are so grabby with their hands and expert at  swiftly removing your garments before you even realise that your attire is under siege.

I guess at least part of my potential embarrassment at being disrobed by them is mitigated by the knowledge that way more eyes are going to be on Emmy and Jess than are on me. I mean, their chests are certainly both very effective at drawing the gaze. Who wouldn't want to just stare at their magnificent mammories? Which allows me to just get lost in the background a little, which is fine with me.

Except there is one person whose attention I know that I will never be able to escape, not that I would necessarily want. Just take today as an example; as soon as Jess had other places to be and left me alone with Emmy, Emmy pounced on me. She's always lusting after me and it gets harder and harder with each day to rebuff her. And her appetite for me only grows stronger with each and every taste that she gets of my love.

So while you may have noticed that Emmy and I have been sharing more and more intimate moments together, I still have to try to keep some sort of leash on her, otherwise I don't think she would let me out of her bed. Enter the vouchers that I've been forcing her to use. 

I've spoken about them quite a few times already but a quick reminder; if Emmy ever wants help me continue my journey of sexual discovery by pushing me further down the path from straight woman to a bona fide Em-sexual, she has to redeem one of the very limited number of vouchers I gave her for Christmas. The idea being, this forces her to ration the amount of time she spends trying to get between my legs and gives me a bit of a breather to do things other than roll around naked with her.

And, so far, I have managed to be very strict with her. No 'below the waist' naughtiness with the redemption of a voucher. But she finally broke the rules today with some unsanctioned naughtiness. I will confess that I may have slightly encouraged her slightly but it was never my intent for things to go as far as they did. 

When she pounced upon me to smoother me with kisses and she pressed her thigh against my aching bean, I couldn't resist softly rubbing my slit against her soft skin, moistening it with my wetness that have been building all morning as I'd been getting more and more horny.

Even when she then slipped me a finger, although I objected, they really was just hollow protestations and I allowed her to continue under threat of being punished at a later date for transgressing the rule forbidding fingering without an appropriate voucher.

One finger became two fingers. I knew I shouldn't have let her get away with it, but I was soooooo fucking horny. Just a couple of fingers. What harm could it be? Especially since, when her lips did start to descend my body, I was able to swiftly nip that in the bud by grabbing and handful of her hair to pull her head back up to where she could do no worse than continue to passionately make out with me.

Except, in the end, it wasn't just two fingers, was it? When it comes to sex, you give Emmy an inch and she'll take a fucking mile instead...

As she was rubbing me nicely towards an orgasm, expertly stimulating my G-sport, she leaped on top of me, interlocking our bodies so that she could press her own wet petals against mine. Maybe I had been oblivious because I had been so focussed on her playing with me, but she was also extremely wet, presumably from rubbing herself at the same time as she was working on me

This was a serious breach of the rules of our Emsexual relationship and one that I can assure you will receive an appropriate level of punishment. And, when I say punishment, I really mean torture...

Regardless, I was too far along to fight her off. All I could do was given in and let her have her way with me as she humped the shit out of my wet and sticky cunt. I just had to console myself in the knowledge that I was on the precipice of cumming so it wasn't going to last for long anyway.

Soon enough, white cum was leaking from my entrance and smearing all over hers as she enthusiastically continued to grind her sex against mine. Good thing for her that I was in the midst of enjoying a very pleasant orgasm, which certainly toned down my ongoing outrage at her transgression, at least a little.

I guess it was then her turn to cum. I was too lost feeling cum drunk to really pay attention by that point. More concerned about riding that post-orgasm wave of delirium for as long as possible. 

I can say that I felt her squirt against me, presumably blasted away my creamy cum with her high-pressure clear juices. It's what I've come to expect from her. When she cums, she's light a jet washer with the ways she sprays her squirt everywhere. 

So, that is why I think I can confidently say that she did indeed cum. That, and that she then flopped onto me with a satisfied sigh to enjoy some post-orgasm kisses and snuggling. Which, I have to confess, is my favourite part of having sex with her. I love those tender moments when it feels like the whole of existence has shrunken down to just the two of you sharing the most intimate of moments together.

God damn it... she's made me so fucking gay for her! But. mark my words, she will be punished for her disregard for proper voucher protocol and she will be punished... I'm sorry, I mean tortured for it. No amount of orgasms or gay crushing on her was ever going to be able to spare her from that fate. And, just like you, she'll have to patient wait to find out where, when and how that's going to happen.

Welcome Distractions

Titty Tuesday is probably not the wisest day of the week to debut a new one piece swimsuit. You know, because, if any of usual suspects have their way, that's going to mean my whole outfit disappearing in one go rather than just my top. It's an all or nothing kind of situation.

So, it was with a certain degree of trepidation that I decided to risk it and try to get away with it at Snowbunny Beach today. Some times you've just got to grab the bull but the horns and go for it. Especially when you've got a brand new something to wear and are eager to show it off.

Much to my relief, Emmy was faced with plenty of distractions that kept her attention off my lack of nudity. Initially recovering from the good fucking that she'd received shortly before I arrived. And then, before she could set her sights on unleashing my boobs for the world to see, her wife arrived to keep her very occupied.

And, when I say very occupied, I mean Kem's face buried between her legs to give her multiple orgasms, kind of occupied. As fond as Emmy is of my cute tits, they cannot compete with that sort of attention. Which was bloody good news for me! Well, until Kem had done her business and moved along, which then left my swimsuit firmly in Emmy's crosshairs. 

It had been nice while it lasted but remaining covered up just wasn't going to be permitted by Emmy any longer. Before I could make even a token gesture of defending my decency, she was tugging my swimsuit down to me ankles, leaving me stood there in my birthday suit.

For what its worth, Emmy, in a show of nude solidarity, discarded her thong so that I didn't have to be the only bare body in the pool. She's all heart that one. A pretty good kisser too. Who am I kidding? She's one of the very best, which is possibly why more and more women are converting to an Em-curious lifestyle.

Full Frontal Fridays

As I've highlighted quite a few times in the past, Jess and Emmy regularly make it their mission to get me naked by whatever means they can. Of course, for someone like Emmy, being in the buff is pretty much her default state, but I rather like concealing my modesty so I'm always pretty keen to hang onto my garments.

For that reason, they both always go in heavy on trying to justify their thievery of my clothes by claiming that certain days mandate it. The classic example being their religious observance of Titty Tuesday, which they are forever using to peer pressure me into going topless with them.

Reluctantly, I always give into their demands because it is clear that Titty Tuesday has become such a fixture with our community. You only have to visit Twitter on Tuesdays to see all the evidence of that which is provided by a wall of titty pics that all the ladies are posting.

But today, being a Friday, I was extremely confident that my bikini top was safe from removal. I should have known better though. When it comes to my two favourite sluts, they will always find a way to get naked. This time, it was by claiming that Full Front Friday is now a thing.

Is that a legit thing though? I've never heard of it before and I wouldn't put it passed them to have just invented it on the spot as a very dubious reason to get me naked. Such was by doubts that I even took to Twitter to ask the rest of the community if any of them could verify the legitimacy of Jess and Emmy's claims. 

At time of writing, it seems like my Twitter followers are only willing to confirm that they think it should be a day and not whether or not it already actually is a day. So, with no backing from the community to deny their claims, I had no choice but to surrender my bikini to Emmy. Well, Emmy took the pro-active approach of untying my bikini top on my behalf. But I insisted that my bottoms wouldn't be coming off until she practiced what she preached and she went full frontal first.

Naturally, she had no problem agreeing to that condition, so it was not long until the 3 of us were all baring our boobs and bush for all to see. Or, in Jess's case, just her boobs since her pussy is lasered clean of any hair.

That said, once Jess departed for some lunch, I was able to sneakily cover up a little by asking Emmy for a cuddle and then using her bare bod to shield mine from all the prying eyes. I'll take the small wins when I can!

Sin and Punishment

There really is no escaping Titty Tuesday these days... Even when Jess is not around to enforce it!

You see, my masterplan to make Jess's task of exposing my boobies as hard as possible this week was to wear a bikini top that would require some serious effort to remove, which made my choice pretty easy actually. Because nothing is more inconvenient when you quickly want to get clothes off than something with a bunch of knots that can get in a tangle.

I mean, in theory, it should be very simple. Pull the string and the knot comes undone. But there is always something about sod's law that makes it a far more complicated and involved process than that. Especially, if like me today, you tie deliberately bad knots that will just get in a mess!

My plan, however, was immediately disrupted when Jess wasn't even around to torment me this week. Not to worry though. That just meant that the sanctity of my boobs would be preserved and my scheme could be recycled another time when that lewd minx is around.

Even her cohort in stealing my clothes, Emmy, was occupied, laying on her back to fulfil her hosting duties by allowing a couple of 'early risers' (wink wink) to unload inside. That and, well, other things that we don't need to mention here. She's fucking filthy and let's just leave it at that!

Of course, when she was done being a horny cock sleeve, I ambled over to say hello. First thing she did? That's right! Start tugging on the strings of my bikini top to extract my boobs from their snug little homes.

After some grumbling, I resigned myself to my fate for yet another week and helped her with the knots... Back to the drawing board for next week, I suppose....

And, since she is a self confessed dirty girl (her words not mine), she was not content with my bikini top. I swear, with some people, you give them an inch and they'll take a mile. So yeah, it didn't take long for her to start trying to tug down my bikini bottoms as well.

For that, I offered more resistance, querying whether it is acceptable for her to claim both Titty Tuesday and Tushy Tuesday privileges at the same time. In my mind, it should really just be one or the other. Or, at least, it should be one per person so that a single individual cannot claim both for themselves.

But, after some arm twisting, I allowed it. Mostly because, as I mentioned last week, Emmy has given me too much insight into what turns her on and she is also far to liberal for her own good when it comes to telling me about how turned on I make her. And how I leave her with no choice but to rub one out to the thought of me. 

So, from now on, this will be her punishment for every time she steals my clothes. I will make it my sole mission to get her as turned on and wet as possible without giving anything but teasing in return. I will torture her as my teasing makes her clit ache to be rubbed and her slit drips in anticipation of stimulation that she will never get from me. Think of it as the ultimate blue-balling, if you will. And I will take so much delight in it and the knowledge that she will not be able to help herself but keep coming back for more.

Starting with today's punishment, I rubbed my bare ass up and down her thigh while she tried to catch a cheeky fondle of my tits from behind. Instead of denying her the treat of a handful of boobage, as she feared I would do as part of her punishment, I did quite the opposite. Remember, my task was to make her as turned on as possible. So, putting my hands on top of hers, I forced them to grab and squeeze my chest. Giving her exactly what she thought she wanted. ll while I made sure she knew how great her touch felt by softly moaning and groaning directly into her ear.

It should go without saying, that I was in complete control of her, getting exactly what I wanted; a dripping wet Emmy who was desperate to rub one out to relieve herself of all the sexual tension I was building inside her.

The only question was whether I would be able to get her so turned on that, once we separated for some lunch, would she be able to hold out until after she had eaten to rub her bean senseless? Or could I get her so worked up that she would have no choice but to give in and get herself off first?

Only Emmy can answer that. But I did play one final trump card to try and hit that goal before we went our separate ways. Turning to face her so that my stiffened nipples rubbed against hers, I gave her shoulder a light nibble while giving her tummy a quick tickle. As anticipated, that combination had her begging for mercy. I would say that was a job well done!.

I wonder though... Will she have the bravery to force my compliance with future Titty and Tushy Tuesdays and face another round of torment from my teasing? Or will she be a good girl who lets me maintain my modesty? I think, deep down, we all know the answer to that one!