Let Me Tell You About Last Night - 07/19/2026

I don't even know how I'm going to write about last night's sexperience. I'm in an absolute euphoric state and all I can really remember is how amazing it all felt - which is exactly what I kept saying over and over again. It was the best sex to ring in our 18th anniversary!!! Even better, neither of us realized it was anniversary sex until it was over.

We had had sex the night before in which I was on top and he was sucking my tits just perfectly. I came and almost immediately he started cumming too, before my orgasm had even ended. Anytime that happens it's cause for celebration.

So needless to say, I spent the whole of yesterday just desperate for more. I was whining at him all day that I was aroused and constantly hinting that he should just whisk me away somewhere for a quick fuck. And while he considered it, ultimately he didn't.

The night dragged on endlessly and rather randomly I decided to pass the time by livestreaming. At first, it was beyond dead and just as I was beginning to lose hope and thinking about getting off, the tips started rolling in and one user in particular had me hooked. I started the night in the bath, as usual, wearing one outfit. Then went to my room wrapped in a towel and changed outfits. I literally never stream in my room and let me tell you, it brings out the slut in me! I also had my audio on and that also tends to bring out the slut in me. I spent way way longer streaming than I had planned to and by the time I was done, I was soaking and throbbing and squirming in desperation. I needed it so bad!!!

Finally, I begged him to take me to bed. I didn't care that some kids were starting to wake up and some hadn't fallen asleep yet. I didn't care that in just 2 short hours, he had to be up to go do annoying stuff. I just knew my pussy, after needing all day, would do anything for release. When he agreed, I ran to the bedroom!

I started on all fours in the outfit my livestream buddy had picked for me. The Boyfriend came in and pushed my head down and began slamming his cock against me. Not in me, just against me. He was warning me that he had rough plans for me. When he finally slid into me, I squirmed and moaned quietly and grinded against him. I don't remember anything particularly notable about this other than it was doggystyle, he was going deep and I was positively cooing. I do remember feeling like he was watching me closer than usual, trying to see my face as it was shoved into the bedsheets.

After awhile, he signaled that he wanted me on my back. I cannot even begin to tell you how much better it felt, which is crazy because it was already feeling so good. He was kissing me so passionately and the way he was watching my every move was so intense. I'd look away or close my eyes and he'd grab my face to bring me back to making eye contact with him. I'd smile or giggle and he'd watch my mouth move. I'd shudder at his deepness or take a deep breath and he'd watch my boobs shake or my neck muscles tighten. He was fully locked onto me with his beautiful eyes and the light of day was just beginning to come through the window, so I was completely aware of where his gaze went.

He had to get up for a second, I don't remember why, and when he came back he found me with my legs raised high being held by my arms, I'm fully folded up. After a few deep thrusts in this, he grabbed my legs and got them up on his shoulders. He asked if I was okay and then began pounding into me. At first I had my hands on his face, softly and sensually caressing his beard and his temple and his lips when they pulled off of mine. Then, he put his hands up behind my head and I pulled my hands out from between us to put on his ass. He tucked my head into his chest so that I was curled up like a little ball and slammed his cock so deep into me, I can still feel the spot he was hitting.

I have no idea what it was that he was hitting. Typically I'd say cervix but it didn't hurt like cervix usually does. He was definitely enjoying my reaction to this feeling and pulled back a bit to watch me. His rhythm was just perfect, my normal rhythm for when I'm on top of him and he began grabbing my boobs, so hard, matching the rhythm of it all. I told him if he kept it up, I was going to cum and so he did just that. The orgasm was insane!!!

I started flailing and my hips were bucking against him and my hands were going between grabbing hard at his arms to stopping myself from hitting his arms. The way he was watching this display just turned me on that much more. Part super proud of himself for this hands-free orgasm, part in awe at my wild movements, part surprised, part pleased. When the coursing flashes subsided, he lowered himself down on top of me and kissed me and I kept muttering, "You're so amazing. I love you. So good!".

Somehow, even though we'd easily been at it for a good hour, he was still able to keep going. I was a soaking wet mess and had now gotten mostly quiet. I kept kissing his arms and he kept kissing my neck and when we'd meet for a kiss, it was languid and slow and hazy. He said one sentence about me fucking another guy, something along the lines of, "I can't wait for another guy to turn you into a wet mess like this.", and then he started talking about anal.

"Your pussy is feeling so well used, like a real whore's pussy.", he said. "I know, feels like you need something tighter...", I grinned. "I think I'm gonna end up being rough, even if I try not to. Do you think you can?", he asked, one eyebrow raised. "We can try...", I said, not really believing it would work. I was unbelievably wet when he pulled out of my pussy and he began trying for anal. But that pinching sensation that I've mentioned before was so obvious. I only let him keep trying for a second more before I said, "Let me try something.".

I reached down to move him up. He was still mostly on top of me and the angle was slightly awkward. I could get him a bit but not past the point that is usually the most uncomfortable. I was so close to tapping out. I asked him to lean back and he was able to get back enough that I could move down onto him. Knowing where he's looking during anal makes it so much more intense. Knowing that he can see my asshole and his cock sliding in and out and my face, it makes everything feel so raw and vulnerable. It's this moment where I feel like I've never been hotter and also, I've never been uglier. It's this huge mix of emotions that feels overwhelming and normally the only thing that quiets it is him saying very specific things.

"Ugh, it looks so good", he said as he bent forward to kiss me, "You are doing so good, such a good whore!". He was being much more gentle than I had anticipated and still wasn't very deep and the sensation was so different than what anal usually feels like. It couldn't have been longer than a few minutes when I think I said that I wanted him to cum in my ass. He gave me a sort of questioning look, "Are you sure? I might need to be rougher." Eagerly, I said, "Yes, do it. Be rougher.", and he very much responded like he didn't believe me. I reached down and grabbed his hips, "Fuck my ass harder!". And while he got a little harder, it really wasn't by much. I knew it wasn't enough for him to cum.

For the life of me, I can't remember all the dirty words that were exchanged over the next bit but I remember that they were very naughty. So much whore and slut and harder. I told him I needed it so much harder and he kinda shifted downwards and his eyes got wider and he did this thing with his tongue that I can't even describe and began pounding so hard. The whole moment is this intense blur that just felt so extreme. His whole body tightened and he gulped, "You're such a good girl. I'm gonna cum.", and the thrusting was so forceful. He muttered good girl a few more times and as he began to collapse upon me, I whispered to him, "That was so amazing. I love you so much.", and he kissed my neck, my cheek, my lips. "Happy anniversary.", I said as his lips hovered above mine. "I love you so much", he said twice through kisses.

He rolled off of me, very carefully and I swiftly went to work on my clit. I had been so close to cumming again so many times, that I absolutely had to. He laid beside my leg gently sliding his finger up and down it as I frantically worked my clit, watching my boobs squeeze in the outfit I had never taken off. My second orgasm, not as intense as the first, quaked through me and tightened my whole body. It was a quick intense burst that took me a minute to come down from.

He laid down for an hour and tried to get some sleep before he had to wake up and adult and I went for a shower to wash all the sweat and wetness and cum off. I smiled like a dork through the whole shower just visualizing his determined face when I assured him he could be rougher. Just absolutely floating in the euphoria of it all.