My Dirty Girl Diary

August 28th.

Following my discovery of how I react to being called my husband's dirty girl, both physically and psychologically, we began regularly incorporating rimming into our lovemaking-both ways, me providing as well as receiving. I was not shocked to discover I loved the absolute joy and pleasure a talented wriggling tongue, a pair of soft lips, a mustache and a vivid imagination provide when applied with a healthy dose of enthusiasm directly to my sphincter. However, I was less prepared to discover a few other things related to my derriere that I also enjoy as well.

I woke up early and as I got out of bed, I couldn't help but notice the tent that Mr. Happy (my pet name for Greg's cock) was pitching on my husband's side of the bed. I went to the bathroom and did my usual first thing in the morning business and discovered that I was wide awake. I crept back through the bedroom and saw the time on the alarm clock was 4:38 as I headed for the kitchen to get a drink of water, naked as a jaybird-enjoying the feel of the cool morning air on my skin. That drink of water turned into my normal morning fruit smoothie; subconsciously I was probably hoping that the noise from the blender would wake Greg up so I could enjoy some alone time with him and Mr. Happy.

I took a big sip of my smoothie and got the most wonderfully wicked idea as the fruit flavored slushy rapidly cooled my mouth, tongue and throat. I quickly turned off the light and sauntered back towards the bedroom slurping frozen fruit goodness through the straw the whole way. My plan gelled in my mind as I worked out the sequence of events to maximize this wonderful opportunity as I went. My eyes quickly adapted to the dim lighting and as I re-entered the bedroom, I swore I could make out the ridge of Mr. Happy's head propping up the sheet. Greg appeared to still be asleep, nothing but the dim whir of his CPAP machine and the sound of the ceiling fan to disturb the early morning calm.

I softly crept around to my side of the bed and carefully eased myself back in under the sheet, trying not to wake him up; yet. I gazed at Greg's sheet covered hard-on and felt my mouth and pussy begin to water. I could see Mr. Happy slowly swaying back and forth under the sheet, moving subtly with his breathing and heartbeat-it was slightly hypnotic and almost spiritual to watch in the quiet of the dim early morning light. There was no time like the present, so I took a big drink of my smoothie and held it in my mouth. I then ducked under the covers and moved towards the still cloaked morning glory that Greg was sporting. I curled over his right hip and while holding Mr. Happy still with my left hand brought my chilled mouth full of icy fruit smoothie towards the head of his cock. I did my best to keep any of the smoothie from leaking out as I slowly pressed my lips to the helmet of his cock. It felt so hot against my cool lips, and while keeping my lips firmly on his hard cock I sank my smoothie filled mouth around its head and down his shaft bit by painstaking bit. His cock leapt in my mouth as he reacted to the cold fruit smoothie gradually enveloping it. His hard shaft felt hot against my smoothie chilled tongue, and I unhurriedly began to roll my tongue around his corona. He rested his hand on the base of my neck and growled lowly, Oh my God, please don't stop...that...feels...ab-so-lute-ly...fantastic."

My pussy responded to his enthusiastic feedback with added warmth and moisture and the wonderful tingling inside me increased; sparkles, I call them, and I enjoy them to no end. I reversed the direction of my rolling tongue and the next time it dragged over his frenulum I traced my tongue up the slit in his glans. I couldn't tell if precum was seeping out of Mr. Happy yet or not, what with the fruit smoothie and my drool there was no way to distinguish any of the fluids from the others rolling around in my mouth surrounding his wonderful cock. One thing was evident though, I was going to have to swallow the smoothie to more effectively swallow his cock. So, I began to deliberately back off his cock, trying in vain to keep my lips sealed around it to minimize the mess from an inadvertent fruit smoothie spill. Due to our current body alignment my mouth and lips were above any leaking fruit smoothie, so I had no knowledge of any ice-cold spillage running over any exposed sensitive skin. As I slipped my mouth off his cock, I quickly swallowed the now much warmer fruit smoothie that remained and enthusiastically announced, "SURPRISE!"

"And what a delightful one it is." He replied, "I'm just hoping you're not done yet!" I could now hear the loud hissing of his CPAP machine still humming away without Greg's face to keep the pressure properly contained. He continued, "However you managed that cold job was great! The different sensations of your frigid mouth around my cock with your warm breath on my balls and your hot body over my leg while the ceiling fan blew against the rest of me. WOW! Just wow! Well maybe frigid isn't the best word because all together that was hot as hell." I was proud of myself for spontaneously concocting and executing my plan, I felt a visceral thrill as the sparkles ran from my pussy through my body and shuddered lightly. I struggled to extricate myself from below the sheet twisted around me and frantically grabbed my smoothie to recharge.

After taking a big drink and letting it linger in my mouth to refresh the chill, I took a deep breath before filling my mouth again and mumbled a muffled, "Here hold this!" through a mouth full of smoothie and once again ducked beneath the sheet. I repeated the process of trying to achieve a seal between my lips and his marvelous cock as I engulfed him again, although more quickly this time. I thought that by getting Mr. Happy back in my mouth more quickly it would increase the time before everything warmed up again. Greg's cock jerked again as my cold-soaked lips contacted it, and he sucked his stomach in from the sudden shock of cold, I didn't remember that happening the first time. I found myself humming to myself as I worked at sucking his beautiful cock. Well not worked, because like my father told me, 'If you love what you do, you'll never work a day in your life.' and I certainly love sucking Greg's cock. (Yes, I just applied some fatherly advice to my enjoyment of sucking my husband's cock, I may have some issues.)

I again repeated my mouth cooling process and when I finally slipped a hand down to cup and fondle his balls was not quite surprised to find that they were covered in a cool layer of leaked smoothie; oops. Luckily, he keeps his boys clean-shaven for that smoother look and feel down there (not to mention less hairs in my mouth) so there would be no sticky matted hairy mess to sort through later. They were cold and shrunken snugly up against his body like a pair of walnuts. I let my mouth warm up on his cock and when I released it this time, I dropped down to lick his balls clean. While licking and sucking away down there I pushed and pulled on his thighs and then, much to his delight, eagerly rimmed his now fruit flavored anus. "Oh my God, you dirty girl..., that feels fantabulous. Good God! Oh YES! YES-S-S-S PLEASE!" he moaned in pleasure. "Oh, you wonderful dirty girl."

I continued to swap between warming his balls and sphincter until they once again felt hot against my mouth before taking another re-cooling drink of smoothie. All too soon it seemed that the coolness of my mouth was replaced by the heat of the moment. I was frenziedly sliding his wonderful cock in and out of my hungry mouth, my pussy grooling (girl drooling) in anticipation of engulfing it next. The slippery sounds of gluck-gluck-gluck lewdly filled the air along with our intermingled oohs, aahs and assorted moans of pleasure as the temperature beneath the sheet began to get oppressive. I wrestled with the sheet now twisted about my bobbing head to free myself of the stifling atmosphere, and as I sprang free from its grasp pulled my mouth from his cock and reached out with one hand and demanded, "SMOOTHIE!" I panted as he handed me the half full Yeti-cup, the refreshing breeze from the ceiling fan cooled the film of perspiration that coated me. Again, I took a big drink and let it linger in my mouth to refresh the chill, I took a deep breath before filling my mouth again and handed the smoothie back to him.

I swallowed his cock to its root and held it there, unmoving, letting the semi-frozen fruit smoothie cool his cock down. After what felt like an eternity, but may have been at most a minute, I began frantically sucking him again, wildly jamming my mouth up and down on his now cold cock. I let his cock slip from my mouth and scrambled to bend over the edge of the bed urging him, "Quick! Get up and fuck me from behind." He quickly got behind me and wasted no time sliding his icy cock into my steamy pussy. "Oh, God yes! Slam that big cock of yours into my hot pussy! Whoa-ow!" I exclaimed as I felt my cunt clamp down on the chilly willy beginning to slide into me. The feeling was intense as my flowing pussy seemed to suddenly freeze onto his cold hard cock. It clinched down so abruptly it felt like a locomotive had slammed to a stop in a tunnel.

"Wow, that's unbelievable", he muttered behind me, "So, frickin' tight...just...wow!" I felt him try and pull his cock back and moaned due to the intensity of my pussy gripping his dick. It felt incredible; every vein, contour and ridge of his cock stimulated me as he slowly dragged it back out of me. "Oh, so tight, So-o good, wow", he continued to purr, obviously enjoying my newfound, though temporary, tightness. "Oh, sweet Jesus, that's good," he exclaimed as he pushed his cock back into my wet pussy. His hips still hadn't pushed up against my ass, so he wasn't all of the way in yet, and I grunted huskily beneath him. I moaned as my pussy reluctantly let him slide back prior to him once again shoving himself forward. I felt him thrust forwards, his fat cock spreading my tight pussy as the jolts of pleasure enveloped me and felt his hips slam into my ass as he groaned, "Oh good God, Yes-s-s!" I had to agree.

The magical tightness of my pussy caused by his icy cold cock faded far too quickly as we both warmed back up to normal. "Oh yes, fuck me with your big dick...yes, oh...anh, harder," I began chattering to add to our excitement, "More, yes-s-s please more." He was sliding all the way in and out of my slippery pussy with ease, holding me by my hips. I felt him release his grip on my right hip, fully expecting to feel him twist my hair up into it. 'Smack', the sound echoed in the room sharp and crisp above my mewling dirty diatribe as he suddenly swatted my ass instead. I yelped loudly, more from surprise than any real pain and felt my whole lower body abruptly clench down as I winced. It felt almost as good as when I had clamped down on his icy cock although it was much briefer. The words spilled out of me before I realized what I was saying, "Oh God yes! That's it! Spank me! Spank your dirty girl!" Smack! His hand landed with another loud smack as I quickly realized that I rather enjoyed his playful swatting of my ass while he fucked my brains out. I think it's hot! My brain transfers that quick sting of his hand on my rump and the warmth it creates into tingling sparkly feelings deep in what Greg calls my 'fun to reach parts'. What a discovery.

Every time he slapped my butt, my pussy and my sphincter would flinch as I yelped in surprise, gripping his cock mid-stroke and making things feel even better. He was now randomly spanking both of my ass-cheeks asking, "So you like that? Do you like being spanked while I fuck you? Hmmm...well, do you? Hunh?" He let go of my other hip and I felt his fingers slide through my hair as he began to twist it around them. The tingling in my pussy intensified as he began pulling on my hair tilting my head backwards while he continued to slap and swat my ass and pound my wet pussy from behind asking, "You like being spanked, don't you? Mmmm...your pussy is so-o-o wet! Do you like me smacking your sexy ass you dirty girl?" I felt my excitement quickly build towards a massive orgasm as he pushed all my kinky buttons at once. Then, suddenly he stopped; everything, he let go of my hair, let his cock spring free of my pussy and fell stone cold quiet as he stopped swatting my now rosy, red ass.

"NO, DON'T STOP! FUCK ME!" I wailed as I spun my head around to look at him. He had a wry smile on his lips as I watched him sink to his knees behind me. "Please, I want to cum. I need to cum! All over that gorgeous cock of yours...please, fuck me.", I panted, "I'm so-o-o close...mmmm...so close. Please, just let me cum and then you can do whatever you want with me. Please?" I begged and reached underneath myself to finger my throbbing clit, unfortunately he caught my hand in his before I could get there.

"No cheating, dirty girl. I'll make you cum," he chastised me. I felt his heavy breath panting against my swollen exposed pussy and switched from begging to be fucked to anticipating a wonderfully thorough tongue lashing. I swear I felt my pussy begin to grool more freely, if that were even possible. Although I couldn't see it, I imagined it was bright red, swollen and glistening with grool from the pounding it had already received. I could feel the warmth of the red patch left by the repeated handprints left behind from my first sexy spanking. I heard him say, "Pull your cheeks open for me", and delighted in his warm breath flowing over my wet naked pussy. This was also new for us, he had never asked me to do this before, so I reached back with both hands and pulled outwards to spread myself more open for him. My ass felt warmer where he had been spanking me and tingled beneath my hands. He pushed lightly against the insides of my moist thighs and whispered, "Spread your legs", and after a small step to one side, "a little more, oh yeah, that's good right there." I could still feel the humid air of his breath against my wet pussy, along with my grool sliding slowly down the inside of my legs.

Suddenly I felt his mustache tickle the insides of my spread ass-cheeks as his wonderfully warm mouth landed on my exposed butthole, his soft lips gently kissing me square on the anus. As his tongue rolled around my puckered little starfish, I felt him push his tongue inside me and quickly grasped that he had deposited a mouthful of coconut love oil inside of my rectum. The luxurious indulgent texture of this product feels so decadent it is unmistakable once you experience it. He twirled, swirled, twisted and stroked his talented tongue around and in my rear as he slipped two fingers deep into my needy pussy. His fingers spread my pussy open again; not like his cock - wonderfully different. but still shooting sparkles through me. He curled and uncurled his fingers as he changed the depth of their penetration from deep inside rubbing my g-spot to barely within me. Each change of depth, tempo, strength or position resulting in stronger and stronger sensations of pleasure.

"Oh God, YES-S-S!", I exclaimed breathlessly as he began to curl his fingers through my opening and into the folds of my slippery pussy. I moaned throatily. "Oh sweet Jesus, yes...YES...YES-S-S!" as he crossed and uncrossed his fingers while holding them against both my g-spot and my swollen clit. I flexed my hips back to push my backside harder onto his wriggling tongue and probing fingers. He playfully nibbled at my butthole as he pulled back off it, his breathing much harder now, and as I felt my orgasm once again building towards a crescendo his fingers slipped from my hole. "Oh no, not again...please don't stop. Please? Let me cum...make me...cum. Please don't stop now, I'm so fucking close. Please?" I pled. His tongue slid down towards my neglected pussy, and I felt him put his hands inside my ass-cheeks as he used his thumbs to pull my pussy open, spreading my swollen lips outwards. His whiskers traced little lines of pleasure as they tickled their way down the insides of my butt-cheeks. He playfully nibbled at my taint like he had my ass and then he plunged headlong into my pussy. "OH YES!! Oh God yes-s-s!" I buried my face into the comforter and moaned and keened loudly, willing the orgasm to crash over me as he buried his face within my outstretched pussy.

His tongue thrashed wildly about inside me as his lips worked my entrance and I could feel him sucking the nectar from the flower of my pussy. He backed up a tad and after letting my fat swollen lips go covered my entire pussy with his mouth and began to suck more vigorously as his tongue swirled about. "OH, FUCK YES! Suck my pussy. Mmmm...aah...ungh...OH...OH...OH...OH YES! OH YES-S-S!! Aah...anh...aah...I...I'm...I'm cumming!", I wailed. I felt his thumb slide over my taint and then press against my asshole as the first waves of the orgasm washed through me. My vision dimmed and I lost focus as my eyes rolled up into my head as pure pleasure engulfed me. It feels so good to have an orgasm, and this was an ORGASM! I felt my tongue slipping along my lips between the shrieks, oohs and aahs and I lightly bit my lower lip as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. The pressure of his thumb against my sensitive bunghole added another layer of pleasure to our festivities and as it slipped in, I was surprised at both how good it felt but also how it wasn't painful. He wiggled and twisted it slowly until I could feel the rest of his hand laying along the inside of my butt-crack. Once it was firmly all the way in, he left it still as I got accustomed to having something other than his tongue in my ass.

As the first orgasm faded Greg shifted gears from sucking on my entire vagina at once to rolling his tongue around my engorged clitoris to give my mini erection one hell of a mini blow job. He sucked it in and out as he twisted it left and right while suckling it like a newborn might suckle the nipple of a tit. "Mar...ve...lous! That feels just marvelous. Oh yes-s-s! Ooh baby that's it. Oh, yes...oh...yes-s-s. Honey...suck...my...clit. Please, make me cum again." He began slowly pumping his thumb in and out of my ass, the coconut love oil providing its much-needed luxuriant lubrication, choreographing it with his tongue playing on my swollen clit. It felt incredible! The tingly sparkles coursed through my whole body, my hips ground back against Greg to maximize my pleasure. 'Smack!', he slapped my ass again and I felt my sphincter grab his thumb as my pussy clenched against itself and my clit throbbed against his dancing tongue. My kinky mind twisted his slapping of my ass into increased pleasure, and I groaned, "Oh yeah, spank my ass! Spank your dirty girl. God yes-s-s! Spank me! Spank your cock-hungry whore's ass!" Every word excited me more.

My knees buckled as my second orgasm overwhelmed me with the fury of its pleasure. Bright white stars filled my vision as I exploded in ecstasy, my brain flooded in unison with my pussy, and I drenched his face with a sudden gush of liquid pleasure. The wide joint of his thumb opened the ring of my ass up further before my grasping anus closed again on nothing and another orgasm rushed through me as he smoothly pulled his thumb from my asshole. My legs trembled with the intensity of my orgasm, and I felt my spraying fluid splash against them. My torso sagged down onto the bed, unable to hold myself up I clenched wildly at the bedclothes and reveled in the rapture embracing me. I was panting, gasping for air, unable to speak just moaning and making contented mewling sighs as I regained my senses. I felt the meaty head of his thick cock plop down on top of my virgin asshole, and I heard him say, "You said I could do anything I wanted with you if I let you cum, and by my count... I believe that's twice." I could practically hear the shit eating grin on his face.