Sugar and Spice

Tag: erotica

  • The farmer and his whore

    Being only in his forties, Kevin is one of my younger sugar daddies, and of all the men I see, the most ‘wham, bam, thank you mam’. There’s no wining and dining or romancing here, he knows exactly what he wants and doesn’t waste any time getting it. 

    He’ll normally call in on his way back from work; dressed in a shirt and tie, smelling of coffee, and desperate for a wee… typical salesman. He sells farm machinery and has his own small holding.  

    He knows my dad, which isn’t surprising as everyone in the farming community in Cornwall knows each other. He’d never say anything though, I mean, how would that conversation even go, “oh by the way, I know your daughter, yeah I pay her for sex”, I don’t think so…  

    The moment Kevin sees my naked body, his cock is rock solid and he’s ready to go. He makes me kneel down in front of him so he can ram his hard cock down my throat. He doesn’t care how much I gag or choke, he’s got a big cock and makes me take it all. Sometimes he’ll throw me on my back on the bed, with my head tilted over the edge so he can stand over me and push his cock straight down my throat. I can feel my throat pop as he pushes his cock all the way in; there’s no way to breathe, and it makes your eyes water. When I can’t take anymore, he’ll turn me over on all fours and fuck me from behind, pushing my face down into the bed and pounding me hard.  

    I have a full-length mirror in my bedroom, so sometimes he’ll get me to stand facing away from him, spreading my legs slightly, bending over to touch the floor so that he can fuck me from behind whilst watching himself in the mirror.  

    If you’ve ever tried this position, you know it’s not easy to maintain and eventually (if you’re unfit like me) your legs give out and you end up on the floor. I did this with a guy one night when I was pissed and hit my head on the kitchen floor; I swear I had concussion for weeks afterwards.  

    Unlike most men who need time to recover after coming, Kevin can just keep going. His record with me is four times in one session; he’s a fucking machine (literally).  

    One day he messaged to say that he was coming over to spunk in each of my holes (mouth, vagina and ass, in case you were thinking anything else). His cock is on the big side for anal, so I don’t let him fuck me up the ass every time we meet; when he does, I know about it afterwards and it takes me a few days to recover.  

    If you’re thinking of going for the ‘holy trilogy’, as I’ve decided to call it, just be careful what order you do it in, you definitely want to pop the brown last is all I’m saying… 

    Kevin is one of my biggest sugar daddies (cock wise), and probably one of the biggest I’ve had (or at least top 10); not just a good length, but girthy with it! I know men can be obsessed with the size of their penises, but believe me, there’s such a thing as too big, and Kevin is bordering on it.  

    When he’s fucking me hard and deep, he’ll say that he can feel my contraceptive coil, which isn’t surprising, I’m sure the end of his cock is smashing into my cervix and trying to penetrate my uterus, which isn’t always a pleasant feeling.  

    Whilst I enjoy sex with Keven, I’m glad my other sugar daddies aren’t so big, my poor vagina would be destroyed (and as for my asshole…)!   

    As well as being dominant in the bedroom, Kevin also enjoys talking dirty, calling me a naughty little slut whilst spanking my ass; getting me to repeat it back to him, whilst telling him how much I want his massive cock. He gets off on hearing about how many men I’m fucking, and how many I fuck bareback, so I play my part and tell him what a filthy whore I am etc. It’s all very boring, but he absolutely loves it….  

    When he can’t see me because he’s either too busy or doesn’t have the money, he likes getting dirty messages about the other men I’m fucking, and I’ll send him sexy photos (of me, not other men) to keep him going. I let Kevin film a few of our sessions, so he can always watch those if he wants to see me sucking cock or being fucked. 

    Kevin seems to be fairly typical when it comes to younger guys and the way they treat sugar babies, in the way he likes to talk dirty and call me names. Yet although he can be rough in the heat of the moment, he’s always a gentleman afterwards and there’s something quite sweet about him. He’s got a vulnerable side, although I can imagine him being a right bastard when he wants to be.  

    Unfortunately, I don’t see Kevin that often, which is a shame since it’s quick and easy, and I don’t have to leave the house; in fact, I don’t even need to get dressed.  He works hard yet is always short on money, having just paid some big bill or another. He’s one of those guys though, it doesn’t matter if I haven’t seen him for ages. We just pick up where we left off…. the farmer and his whore. 

    Emily-Rose xxx

  • Sex toys in public places – when it works and when it doesn’t…

    One of my sugar daddies, let’s call him Nigel, took me to see The Rocky Horror Picture Show, streamed live at the cinema. It was a last-minute arrangement as he wasn’t sure whether his wife would be joining him, however she decided not to, so I got the call, and cobbled together my best Magenta inspired outfit (think French tart meets gothic whore), whilst he played it safe and went as Brad.  

    He of course looked fairly respectable, dressed up smart with a bow-tie, glasses and long beige coat, whilst I on the other hand was half-naked and looked anything but…, however I didn’t care as I was unlikely to bump into anyone I knew; and anyway, surely everyone would be dressed up, right? Apparently not, for when we arrived at the cinema it seemed that hardly anyone had bothered, a few hardcore fans had made an effort, but most had not. Worse than this, it was half-term, so there were loads of families there with children… fucking fantastic!  

    Throughout the first half of the show several gin and tonics were produced from a rucksack, along with Maltesers; yes, he’s my ‘feeder’ (see my blog on getting kinky). When we got to the interval Nigel was rather excited, promising me something a bit special in the second half. Expecting something food related, I was slightly startled when 10 minutes into the second half he put his hand between my legs, and I realised that he was holding a small bullet vibrator; small but surprisingly powerful and effective. What he didn’t realise was how noisy it was, and that he’d picked a particularly quiet time to whip it out; as much as I was enjoying the sensation I had no choice but to confiscate it and hide it in my bra. Thankfully I don’t think anyone noticed, but there were kids sat in front of us…. For God’s sake Nigel….Think of the children! 

    After the Rocky Horror experience, I was a bit dubious about using toys in public places, however when another sugar daddy bought an app controlled wearable vibrator, I was only too happy to give it a go (the advantages of having a shocking memory, I’ll try anything twice).  

    Needing somewhere public to test it out, we met for a drink at a nearby pub, full of men enjoying a post-work pint and watching football. We found a little table to one side, and I slipped my hand into my panties to turn on the device. Once paired to his phone, he could adjust the intensity of two vibrating functions; one internal stimulating my g-spot and the other vibrating against my clit. He was very much enjoying watching me squirming and writhing on my seat, trying but failing to ease the sweet torment; he was being cruel, but I was loving it!  

    Unlike the bullet vibrator that Nigel used, this one was quiet enough to use in public without being detected, it was perfect.  

    I was somewhat struggling to concentrate and keep the conversation going as he sat there casually playing around with the settings, and whenever another man walked by, he’d give me a cheeky smile and turn both up to max vibes, making my body tense and my pussy pulse. It wasn’t quite enough to make me cum, which is probably just as well, but let’s just say that when we got back to his place it didn’t take long, and boy did I come!  

    The set also came with a vibrating cock ring which he wore when we got back to his; it was great fun sucking his cock whilst he was wearing it, as it felt like his whole cock was vibrating in my mouth. He didn’t keep it on for long though, as it was quite tight, and he was worried that his cock was going to fall off, which wouldn’t have been quite so fun…  

    I’ve since purchased the set for myself and sometimes use the cock ring with my regular sugar daddy (it’s not so tight on him).  

    It feels good fucking a guy whilst they’re wearing it because you can feel the vibrations on your clit (especially if you’re on top), and you can have a lot of fun edging the other person… and yourself. 

    I’ve obviously had my fair share of sex in public places too, and whilst there’s something exciting about the idea of getting caught, it doesn’t always make for the most pleasurable sex for women, who often need a little longer to come (see my blog on making women orgasm). The thought of having sex in front of other people and being watched is a huge turn on for me though (such an attention seeker), I’d be more than happy to have an audience, the more the merrier…. 

    Maybe one day when I’m rich and famous I’ll get to perform my own sex show, fingers crossed! 

    Hopefully see you there 😉 

    Emily-Rose xxx 

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