So, this weekend didn't go exactly as Troy had planned it. I think it went better than planned. Friday night, we went out to another club. It wasn't a surprise when his friend from the other night showed up there and joined us at a table. And it didn't surprise me when Troy disappeared.

Troy's friend, Mark looked even hotter than he did the other night. He was a lot of fun to talk to and a really great flirt but it was all awkward and we were both kind of nervous. But a few really strong drinks helped but I couldn't imagine sleeping with him. Even though, I really really wanted to.

I couldn't see him but Troy was watching us from somewhere in the club. He texted my phone "Don't hold back - fuck his brains out."

And with a little help from the liquor I moved closer to him. And when he looked me in the eye we kissed. It was weird but very hot at the same time.

After the kiss, it took us a little while to decide if we should continue or if we should call it off. My inner vixen took over and I told him I wanted to fuck him.

He took me to his car where we kissed again. And as I gave him a handjob, he drove us to Troy's apartment.

It was dark there and I didn't know exactly what to do. Were we supposed to wait for Troy. Did he want to watch or did he want to wait until Mark left.

Well, I was too horny to wait. I led Mark to the couch and kissed him again.

His hands explored my body then focused on my tits. I took my shirt off and with my help he took of my bra. His fingers and tongue were magic on my nipples. I don't know exactly how he did it but he made me very wet.

He was kind of on top of me. Grinding his hard cock against me as we made out. My skirt slid up my hips and I felt his cock against the fabric of my panties.

But maybe just enough of the liquor faded - when he put his hand between my legs and I came to some sort of senses. It felt good but I realized I wasn't ready.

He backed away and said he understood. But after a few minutes of talking I realized that I wanted to have him inside of me. I'm not sure if it's anything he said or just that he was so understanding.

I led him to Troy's bed. Which was so weird. It felt like I was cheating, which I guess I was technically doing but at the same time I was doing what Troy wanted.

Mark laid on the bed as I stripped in front of me. He just sat back and admired me which made me feel so sexy.

I climbed on to the bed and we got him out of his clothes. And wow, was he hard. His cock felt so good in my hands. But it felt even better in my pussy.

I guess, I got used to Troy's cock because Mark felt so different in me.

I rode him for a long time. I felt so dirty with his cock in me but at the same time it made me feel so hot. I still couldn't believe I was doing it.

We flipped positions so I was lying on my back on the bed. He went down on me. His tongue was magic again. He brought me to an orgasm then fucked me again until he came.

Without saying much he left me on the bed. He got dressed then left. I was about to fall asleep when Troy came home.

He asked me how it was as he got undressed. Then started to talk dirty to me. Called me his slut. And it turned me on.

He climbed on top of me. And went wild. Fucking me as hard as he could. I thought we were going to break the bed. It felt so good. And he exploded deep into me too.

So if you didn't know I live in Chicago - yes, the home to the white sox. And last night, I was at a sports bar with Troy. Not really watching the game because I'm a Yankees fan (don't hate me I'm from New York originally) but enjoying the atmosphere. Especially his friends, he has a lot of great friends. And one of them was definitely flirting with me, trying to make me laugh, eyeing me a lot. I liked it but tried to pretend I didn't.

It wasn't until we were driving home that he told me his friend had a crush on me. And that he kind of had hinted to his friend that he should try to pursue me. Troy told me the thought of me fucking his friend, giving him a blowjob and letting him use me really turned him on. And it definitely turned him on, as he told me about it, and even though it was dark in the car I could see him get hard in his pants. And if it wasn't for all the people honking their horns, celebrating the sox victory, I would've gone down on Troy.

But when we made it back to his place, it was a rush to get to his bed. He tore at my clothes, pulled them off just enough for him to have access to my pussy. He fucked me from behind, pushing my face into the bed and pillows, fucking me hard. I had to push back against him so he wouldn't push me into the wall. And that made him fuck me even harder. It may have been the hardest he's ever fucked me. It felt so good.

I didn't realize how close I was to making Troy's fantasy come true. I think if I had known he had talked to his friend things might have been different. Notice, I say might. I don't know if I'm ready for this but I do know it really turns both of us on.

There's a chance we might hang out with his friend again Friday night.

Im not sure where to start. Friday night, was wild...amazing...almost shocking for me.

Friday night, I went to one of the dance clubs that I go to on a not so regular basis. It was kind of slow at first, because I went alone. But after a few drinks I started to loosen up and I got hit on. The guy was cute but it depresses me to say this but a little too young for me. He couldn't have been older than 21. I let him buy me a couple of drinks and we talked for a while. He was funny, even had an interesting conversation but I kept waiting for Troy to show up.

But Troy called before he showed up - or atleast I thought he showed up. He called said he was watching me and that I should dance with the guy I was talking to. I hung up the phone, the looked around the club. I didn't see Troy anywhere. After we finished our drinks, with my suggestion we moved to the dance floor. The guy didn't take long to pull me close. He bumped and grinded against me. I'd be lying if I said it didn't turn me on. I could feel my panties getting wet. At one point he was dancing behind me and I felt him grow hard against my ass. And I did as much as I could to rub my ass against him. He had his hand on my waist but with the beat of the music "accidentally" grabbed my tit a couple of times. It turned me on even more. When I turned around he kissed me. If this had been any other night I probably would've walked away but instead, I grined my hips against him. He had no shame. He grabbed my ass, then he grabbed my pants between my legs.

I had a buzz going but I wanted more so I asked him to get me another drink. I told him I would be waiting for him. But as soon as he turned his back, Troy grabbed me. It shocked me at first until I saw who it was. He led me to a back corner of the club.

He talked like he didn't know me. He introduced himself then said he liked the way I was dancing. Then he pushed his hard cock against me. Even through his jeans I could feel it. And needed it.

I acted like I didn't know him but I told him I wanted him to fuck me.

He called me a "slut" then led me to the men's bathroom. Which, by the way was kind of crowded with men. But that didn't stop him - he led me into a stall and closed the door. He didn't hesitate at all - he pulled my pants down, pulled my thong to the side then put on a condom. Which surprised me, we haven't used a condom since the first few months we were together. He bent me over, against the wall and pushed his cock into me. It was hard and fast but felt amazing.

When he came, he just took the condom off threw the condom into the toilet then said "thanks bitch." He walked out before I even had a chance to pull up my pants.

I don't think it went exactly as he planned it. I think he wanted to be the one dancing with me on the dance floor but I think it turned out the way he wanted. When I got back to his place he was waiting for me. He ate me out, bringing me to an amazing orgasm then fucked me again. This time no condom. He came deep in me but we weren't done yet. Even though it was close to four in the morning and I was getting sleepy, I went down on him. And while I had his cock in my mouth he told me he had more to his fantasy. He said, he wanted his friend to fuck me next weekend. He wanted to do the same thing again but this time the guy who would dance with me would be his friend.

It all kind of shocked me. But at the same time it turned me on. We'll see what happens.

So I guess, I was right - Troy does have a whoring girlfriend fantasy. But it's not exactly what I thought it would be.

Last night, when I finally got to his place after work - we did the usual fuck each others brains out until we couldn't go anymore. We were just lying on the bed, I was on top of him, he was still in me but only semi-erect and we were talking.

He took his time getting to it, testing out my reaction before he finally said, "I kind of have a fantasy." And just that made me wet.

I had to coax it out of him before he finally told me he did have a "whore girlfriend" or whatever you want to call it fantasy. And he told me that tomorrow night he wanted me to go out to one of the bars or clubs that I usually go to. He told me he would show up there later but he didn't want to talk to me when he got there. He wants to watch me. He wants to watch me talk to other guys. He wants me to dance with other guys. Dance closely, bumping and grinding with them He said, if I wanted to I could kiss them. But before the night was over he said he would hit on me like he was a stranger. And if I want to he'll take me home but we're suppose to act like strangers.

He asked me if I liked the idea. I didn't answer with words. As he had told me his fantasy he had become hard again. I started slowly push his cock deeper into me. We fucked fast and faster until he came again.

I'm really looking forward to tomorrow night.

Well, nothing happened Friday night. I did have a lot of fun and got a little too drunk...I think I need to do that every once in a while with my friends.

I did get hit on a lot. Something about my outfit made guys notice me a lot. Could be that it left little to their imagination. And even though I had Troy's comments in the back of my head when guys were talking to me - nothing more than talk happened.

But there was one guy I wish something had happened with. If I wasn't with Troy I would've gone home with him and fucked him for hours. He was so hot but at the same time he was a really nice guy. And I imagined taking him home to Troy's place. Fucking him in Troy's bed. Then when Troy comes home he acts surprised but doesn't hesitate to get into bed with us. And they take turns fucking me. Then one fucks me while I suck on the other. They both cum in and on me.

Can you tell I've been thinking about this a lot.

Troy was already home when I stumbled through the door. He was in bed and didn't wake up when I fell into bed. He did wake up though when I started to take off his boxers. I went down on him but only for a minute before he stopped me. He flipped me on to my back, Not even taking off my clothes all the way. Fucking me hard and having his way with me. Fucking me hard into the bed. Even drunk it felt good.

We'll were both going out tonight. He's gone out to play poker with his friends. Which is fine, I don't have a problem with that. I told him I was going out with some of my girls tonight and he has no problem with that. Which I think is one of the reasons why our relationship works.

And he even helps me pick out a skanky outfit. I was going to go with something less revealing but he picked out a lot more revealing tank top. He said it was because he just wanted to see me wearing something as sexy as that. But then he joked that he was sure lots of guys would be hitting on me. He was joking but at the same time I kind of think he was serious about that. I kind of got the feeling (and it was just a feeling) that he was hinting about something. I've done a lot of kinky things. Done more than a few threesomes but it was never because a lover wanted to see my have sex with someone else. But I kind of think that's what he was thinking. I've never considered it and I know it's bad but I kind of like the idea.

Somehow we made it to the bed today afterwork. It helps that I got there an hour before him and got in bed to take a nap. He woke me up when he climbed on to the bed and started taking off my clohtes. I was a little confused at first - I was in the middle of a pretty deep sleep but when I realized it was him I just laid back and let him do all the work. He was a tease and I loved it. Slowly licking me everywhere but my what really needed his tongue. But when he found my pussy it was worth the entire wait. He didn't stop until I came.

When I was able to catch my breath it was his turn. He got on his back but I didn't tease him. I got straight to work.

I realized how much I really love cock sucking. I love doing it. I love the way a hard cock feels against my lips, in my mouth. I love working with my technique to make it feel so good for him. I love to make him feel so good. And I know a lot of girls don't like cum. But a lot of cum tastes so good. And when Troy came today I swallowed it all.

Well, the fun continued today. He met me after work to go out for dinner. The restaurant is only a few blocks away but we never made it there. We ended up in a secluded office parking lot. His car is really nice but it's pretty small so we ended up outside of the car. Even though it was completely dark yet and there were a few passing cars he pushed me on to the hood of the car. Which kind of surprised me. I'm usually the one more into public sex. And his car is his pride and joy but it seems his lust took over. He pushed my skirt up and pulled my thong off. He fucked me hard. It was quick but very intense. And it may have only lasted a few minutes but I thought for sure we were going to get caught. Somehow we made it back home without any other emergency stops and made it back into his bed. I really could do that everyday.

I beat Troy to his place tonight after work...but only by a few minutes. I was in the middle of starting to cook dinner had the oven warming up and some water boiling when Troy came home. He said something that made me so wet. "I've been thinking about you all day, I couldn't wait to come home and get you out of the that skirt.

We didn't make it that far...into to the hallway...it was hot he pushed me up against...pulled up my skirt and ripped apart my pantyhose. I was kind of surprised by him. He pulled my thong to the side then he bent me over and with no hesitation started to fuck me. And he didn't stop until he came in me. We were both sweating, breathing hard and unable to talk at least until I remembered I still had everything on in the kitchen.

After an intersting Sunday evening we decided to make every Sunday night our "let's have a lot of sex and experiment night." It works for both of us since don't have to work and really don't have much else to do besides watch TV. Which is what we were doing earlier tonight.

I was getting some ice cream when I asked if there was any chocolate syrup. That's when the fun started. He found the syrup in the back of the refrige but instead of giving it to me - he aimed it at me like he was going to squirt it on me. We play wrestled for control of the bottle but I let him win and he pinned me down on top of the dining room table.

He poured the syrup on to my lips and kissed me. He took off my sweater then poured some of my shoulders and licked it. He took of my bra than poured it between my breasts. It was so cold. He poured it on my nipples and slowly nibbled the chocolate off. Slowly he worked his way down to my belly. He was such a tease...he slowly took off my pants but avoided going near my pussy. He took off my thong and still avoided my pussy but he started working the chocolate closer and closer.

He pushed me on to the top of the table. And he poured what felt like half of the bottle on to my pussy. It was still so cold but felt so good. But it felt even better when he started to lick me clean...first around the edges then finally his tongue found my lips. And it didn't take me long to find my orgasm.

Sorry, I haven't posted for a while...I was planning to update Tuesday night but I've been a little distracted. Turns out I've been busy getting laid. It's been a while since I've been getting laid on a regular basis. And not just once a day, not even just twice...it's been three or more times a day. Today was the first time, we only did it once...only because I had to work the late shift and got to his house after he was asleep. But I may wake him up. Turns out our little day getaway did wonders for our sex life.

I'm feeling kind of tired but I think I should start writing it down before the details start to fade...so I apologize if this isn't the greastest writing.

It started out as soon as I walked through the door. Without saying anything I stripped out of my clothes, revealing the new lingerie I had bought for this occasion. And to his surprise I went right to work, taking his cock out of his pants and putting it into my mouth. And I think it surprised him even more when my first words were "cum on my face." He did and even though some of it got in my eyes it turned me on even more.

We only stopped so that I could wipe off my face and so we could get naked. He started to get in position to go down on me but I stopped him, told me this was his turn to be satisfied. I climbed on top of him and rode him until he was ready to cum again. And it took a while but it was very satisying for both of us.

And that's hot it went on for the next couple of hours until we both fell asleep. He woke me up the next morning with his hard cock trying to enter me. It was so great.

He got dressed to go steal us some continetal breakfast then we feed each other. I'm not usually a big fan of this but even with cold cereal it was some how romantic.

We spent the rest of the day pretty much in bed or near the bed. Trying new things. We did anal and he said it was the first time his partner had ever enjoyed it. He surprised me and tied me to the bed. My biggest fear was that housekeeping was going to barge in. He teased me forever, making me cum not once but twice. We slept most of the afternoon. But after a lunch we had sex in the shower. We spent a lot of time in bed just laying next to each other...naked watching tv, or just talking. I felt really close to him.

That night we had sex one more time and he seemed to last forever. I swear whoever had the room next to us was getting a show. Between my moaning and the bed hitting the wall it had to be loud.

We woke up early the next morning, and ofcourse did it one more time...took separate showers but while I was getting dressed he came up behind me and one last time we did it.

I literally walked out of the hotel sore, my legs burning and my pussy full of his cum. I can't wait to do it again.