Thank you and a very happy new year to the sexiest chick on the planet for fleshbotting Elegant Smut again…
It’s not merely titular. That’s how i began the new year — a thundering orgasm, self-administered.
By choice, I might add — my children are asleep in bed, and at nearly-forty-holy-FUCK-that’s-ridiculously-old years of age, i wasn’t really in the mood for mindless alcohol consumption and partying of a non-specific nature simply because 2008 became 2009.
Call me boring if you dare. I make my own way, and my own fun. Haven’t you read this blog at all, people?
I decided instead to reflect on what the past year had wrought, in particular the most recent part — less recent is pretty much all documented here. Kinda — and what the year ahead had to offer. Then, at the suggestion of a dear and very horny friend — I wanked myself into 2009.
And what a way to start the year it was.
2008 saw my first kiss with a woman, way back in April.
Christmas 2008 saw me develop that further into my first girl-girl fuck. It’s an odd way to celebrate Christmas, in particular because that’s precisely what I don’t usually do (celebrate Christmas, not fuck — i fuck quite a lot). But they did, apparently, if the gaily decorated Christmas tree was anything to go by.
And I made her come.
The first time my lips and tongue touched moist girlie flesh — and I made her writhe in ecstasy above my face.
While her husband fucked me until I gushed…
Kinda proud of that, I am. Heh.
It’s the most bizarre sensation — the absorption of the various simultaneous occurrences by my just-hanging-onto-reality-by-a-thread brain. Mouth: enjoying the taste and smell of a beautiful woman. Bazooms: being manipulated, manhandled and pinched by both his and her hands. Cunt being pounded by a long, thick (and need I say rampant?) cock.
Now i understand the meaning of the phrase sensory overload.
In describing the event to aforementioned dear-and-horny-friend the conversation went thusly:
Dear-and-horny-friend : how was your Christmas?
Sapphire: non-existent, darling — i’m a Jew.
Dear-and-horny-friend: Ah but c’mon you must have done something. rescue me here
Sapphire: Well, i had sex with a husband and wife who had a Christmas tree in their living room — how’s that?
Dear-and-horny-friend: Dang, you celebrated the season quite appropriately then.
Sapphire: Well, yes.
I have so much more to tell you about — the twenty minute blow-job, the girl-girl-guy kiss that became a girl-girl-cock kiss… but it’s after midnight and I am tired.
Happy New Year to all of you out there. May the best of 2008 be the worst of 2009.
Sapphire x
and all the best to you as well my friend.
btw, have you been to see our sexy new site yet?
cheers,
sss
Happy New Year….I don’t celebrate Christmas either but the sound of your helping your friends celebrate makes me think there might be something to the tree thing. ๐
Thanks for stopping by the blog. I can email you a story from the archive if you are interested.
Thank you! That would be lovely. sapphirejay at g m a i l… S x
What a sexy description of last Christmas. I’m going to delve awhile in your archives… seems I’ve some catching up to do.
Happy New Year,
Mike
Mazel Tov! and congrats on your fleshbot, my honey.
love
O
That sounds like a better Christmas than mine! I love it!
Mmmmm. Sounds quite yummy.
Congrats on the Fleshbot and look forward to the details about the other… errr…. interactions ๐ Happy New Year x
Awww — thanks Cakey! To you too, and to Ruf… kisses, S x