The on going adventures of Carla


The evening was hot and humid, as Carla lay on the bed, a slight perspiration showing as small beads running down the side of her face. 100 degrees at 7 o’clock and the air con had packed up. She was almost naked on the bed, apart from a pink pair of panties, and a matching bra. Her body was still aglow from the last hour she had spent entwined with her husband. His touch still reverberated deep inside her, to the point that even a slight movement, caused a sensation akin to a small orgasm. He was taking a shower, the heat and their passion had turned him to a melting pot, cool water was what he needed.

As she lay recovering, her mind turned to the evening ahead; a night out with friends at a club. It had been a while since she had been to a night club, but she was excited about it, and wanted just to let her hair down and have fun. She mused over what to wear. Something cool yet sexy. Her husband returned, and she decided a shower, then hair and make up, then clothes, were the order of the day. After an hour she was ready, Hair piled high, pinned and elegant. She wore, a white dress, flowing, sexy, but still comfortable in the summer evening’s heat. A red belt clutched at her waist, pearl ear rings and necklace hung around her, and decorated cowboy boots topped it all off. She was ready to party.

As they made their way to the car, he slapped her on the ass, not hard, but enough for her to still quiver from earlier. A slight shudder went down her back; she was still very turned on. The journey to the club took half an hour, and when they arrived it was starting to fill up. But they found their friends soon enough, and settled down for a drink or three, enjoying the conversation and laughs. The music was great and even though Carla had never really been a big dancer, she loved live music, and the rhythms were definitely getting to her. Her husband had offered her a dance several times, but now the combination of music and drink, allowed her to feel relaxed enough to agree.

The music’s tempo was slower, a chance to embrace the man she loved, and feel his body next to hers. They found their own rhythm in the music, relaxed slow and sexy. She loved the sensation of him so close, their bodies touching, and their lips brushing against each others, as they kissed. His hand slid down her back and squeezed her buttocks. She smiled, thoughts of earlier still in her mind, how much she needed this man, how much she loved what he did to her, and for her. How much she wanted his touch. The room was a blur of unseen, unnoticing people. They were in their own world of passion, love, and music. His lips on hers, then his hot breath and tongue on the back of her neck as they embraced fully, then returning to kiss once more. Their kisses became more intense as their tongues met with their own heated dance. Carla’s hands now started to wander, just as his were, they explored his back, his thighs, his arms, she just wanted to touch and be touched.

They were lost in each other when they accepted the song was long over, and they headed back to their booth tucked away near the back of the club. When they got there, their friends had left, also to try out the dance floor, and it only took seconds, and a quick drink, for them to be locked in each others arms again, lips pressed tight and urgently together. Her husband moved his hand to her thigh and began to massage it, rubbing gently up and down its length, letting his finger trail to the inside of it. Their kisses were passionate, and intense, breathing was becoming rapid, and short. He pulled at her skirt, raising the hem of it, to his fingers, so he could slip underneath, to her warm naked legs. His hand slid up her thigh quickly, and to his surprise, discovered she was wearing no panties, as his fingers made contact with wet, hot flesh. Carla gasped and looked at him wide-eyed. The first contact with her pussy, had made her cum. The speed of it had taken her by surprise, as did the location they were in. But the pleasure was undeniable, and she opened her legs slightly to allow his probing fingers to start to rub her sopping clit and pussy. As he moved his fingers, orgasms just flowed like wine, her nails dug through his clothing as the intensity of them rose. She was no longer in control of her own body, his movements and rhythm played a tune she loved but had no way of conducting, he was the master here. All she could do was drop her hand to his groin and feel out for his hot hardness. She rubbed it, helping it grow underneath his pants, straining to be released. If people saw what was happening, she did not care, she was somewhere else, somewhere exquisite, somewhere near paradise. As another huge explosion went off in her head, and she whispered in his ear, in a stuttering voice, “You have to fuck me! And fuck me now. I mean right now! From behind and very hard, I have to have you!”

She broke from a last locked kiss and turned her back on him. She stood up and leant against the booth side, with one knee on the seat, and he gathered the back of her skirt and lifted it up to her buttocks, running his hand again, against her dripping pussy, causing her to shudder once more. Without even glancing around, undid his pants fly, took out his erection and rubbed the head of his cock against her opening. Carla moaned with pleasure, another climax ran through her, “Oh fuck me please” she demanded.

She came violently as he pushed deep inside her, filling her with ecstasy. She bucked slightly with the intensity of it all, and pushed her face into the mock velvet material of the booth. He started to thrust deep and fast, and each time he pushed, she felt his testicles slap against her. Orgasms flowed, as the music pounded, the lights flickered and her mind was somewhere else. All she cared for was the rhythm of his cock, and the waves of feelings she was now having. Time had no meaning, was it seconds or minutes or hours he fucked her, she didn’t care, she had no choice in caring, just that this sensation went on.

Her moans now filled the space around them, loader than the music could; a man, stood a few yards away, turned around from watching the dance floor, and had to take a second look to believe his eyes. He nudged a girl that was stood beside him, and beckoned for her to look. They both stared upon the scene with amazement, two people lost in each other, and their passion. Soon there were a dozen voyeurs, each with their own private view, reveling in the scene. Carla was totally lost in the moment, but through hazy eyes, she had seen people, but either did not care, or could not care about their presence. The intensity and excitement of it all was having an affect on her husband, he could feel his own climax building, her cries of passion, her movements, all running through him like a knife; he came with one last hard thrust. Carla almost screamed with pleasure, and she felt the hot seed, flow deep into her pussy, she shuddered and felt overwhelmed by the power of this last orgasm. She felt him pull out, and was about to collapse on the seat, when felt a hand on the buttocks, a different hand, bigger, more forceful. She wanted to look around, but dared not, as an unknown finger prober her pussy lips, and run up to her now very swollen clit. This was too much she thought, but the thought just evaporated, as another wave of orgasm flowed over her, crumbling any willpower she may have had left.

The finger belonged to an unknown man, a very tall broad man, maybe 6’4”, with huge hands, who had made his was through the onlookers. He had already dropped his pants and was rubbing his enlarged erection against her dripping pussy. He was big, very big, maybe 10 inches and thick. Here was a man with no subtly though; he grasped Carla by hips and thrust into her hard, very hard, causing her to cry out, “Oh God”. She felt him enter all the way, filling and stretching her inside, Orgasms continued to just flow unabated. The man was fast and hard, Carla could only breathe to his rhythm, as he thrust in, all air seemed to escape her. She was being fucked, fucked like an animal, and she did not care. Her pussy was being stretched to its limits, by the size of the man; she had already slumped into the booth, not being able to kneel anymore, from shear exhaustion. The pounding was incessant, but it didn’t take long for this man, to feel the growing urge to fill her with more cum. He thrust one last time, and she felt for the second time a hot rush of seed deep inside her.

Carla just lay there in the booth seat, utterly spent. She felt a soft hand on her face brushing her golden hair away from her eyes. Sweat trickled down her temples, and over her nose. She still felt aftershocks of orgasms still waving through her. She looked up to see the smiling face of her husband. “I guess you enjoyed that, baby” he said. “When you feel up to it, we shall head home, if you want?” She could say nothing, just nodded. She felt to no control left in her body, or mind. She just needed sleep, and to dream of paradise visited yet again.

Wishing all NN members, a very happy new year.
My wife and I started the eves activities early in the morning, when we awoke to a relaxed no hassle morning. Through sleepy eyes we spent a leisurely hour of running our hands over each other. My wife's skin is so soft, I could spend my lifetime doing that and never tire of the feel of it. We kissed gently, then more passionately as our desire grew.
After a while of kissing and exploring, she took my growing hardness in her hand and started to stroke and massage it. My fingers worked down her body, to between her legs. She was already wet, and her clit stood prominently waiting for attention. I have always been able to make her cum very quickly, and a few gentle circles of her clit and pussy, had her moaning in ecstasy. She came hard, soaking the sheets,a second climax followed, then a third.
My hard was soaking wet, and hers was stroking me faster and faster, she wanted me to cum on her as soon as possible. The sound of her repeated orgasms was too much, i exploded over her belly and hand, just as she came for a forth time.

A great way to wake up. I have the sexiest wife any man could desire

Happy new year again, have fun everybody......

My wife is an amazing woman. In fact the sexiest woman I have ever know by far. She of course never thinks this, and like so many women, wonders who would ever find her sexy. My side of this blog is dedicated in its entirety to her. THE WOMAN I LOVE.

We decided as summer is coming to a close, to spend at least some of it, now its cooler enjoying the fresh air. We have a secluded state park not too far from us. So we grabbed a couple of burgers, some chips, and drinks, and headed off to sit and have lunch by the lake. When we arrived we parked a short walk from the lake. My wife looked stunning as she always does, dressed in black. I looked at her, with her long curly blond hair, with the sun dancing off it, as we walked towards the Lake. There was a small pontoon with a table and bench floating, just off the bank. We crossed the bridge and sat down. Each taking a burger and starting to eat. It was very warm, but with a slight breeze playing with us, not as hot as the full summer had been. We chatted, talked about the usual domestic things, and slowly the lunch disappeared.

My wife has the most amazing lips, soft like baby's skin, passionate as the sun, and taste as sweet as Muscat wine. I lent over, placed my hand on the back of her neck and gently licked her lower lip, before pressing mine firmly against hers. Our tongues met in a ritualistic dance of delight. Each one licking the others lips or playfully flicking against each other.
As my fingers gently caressed her head, and her flowing locks, i felt her hand dropped to my thigh, massaging it with a willing passion. Our kisses became more intense, more urgent, tongues intertwined, beads of sweat started to break out on both of our foreheads.
I allowed my hand to drop from her neck to the softness of her breast, feeling its warmth. I could feel her nipple hardening under my caress. Gentle moans of pleasure were now coming from those perfect lips.
A gentle splash of the water broke the spell, maybe a fish, maybe just the lapping of the water. "What if someone comes by and see us," she inquired. "The park seems pretty empty" I replied.
We resumed the teenage style make-out, full of passion and exploration. The heat of the day could not match the heat for each other we were producing.

Her hand had moved up my thigh feeling for my hardness. she was not to be found wanting, once discovered she continued her massaging, whilst my hand had now slipped inside her top, and I felt fullness of her exquisite breasts, and could now roll her ever-hardening nipples between my fingers. With this I felt her shudder a little, and my hands became wanderers, as they roved over her body, exploring all her curves, giving me such delight, as would last a man a lifetime of memories. My fingers slipped over the waistband of her loose fitting pants, and inside her underwear. They gently moved over short silken hair, warm to the touch already, heated by the excitement of our situation. As my fingers probed lower, I reached her hard round clit, and as my fingers brushed it. my wife let out a louder moan, still my fingers descended, her pussy was soaking as they flicked around her labia. My wife's pussy never fails to astound me in how wet it can get so quickly, and drawing my saturated fingers back to her clit I started to circle it. Her climax was as swift and sudden as a tornado. I felt her thighs clench, and a shiver descended throughout her body.

"You have to Fuck me now!" she whispered in my ear. " Where" I replied. She pointed to a porched area, of a little ranger hut. "There" she said. She stood up took my hand and we walked back over the little bridge, as though we were doing nothing than going for a gentle stroll in the park.

Once we reached the porch, she stood by the a small window looking back into the park, "No, over there so you can see the lake" I said. Without argument she adjusted her course and moved to the far window, where she bent over, so she could look out, while I pulled down her pants, and underwear. Her panties were already wet, her inner thighs damp from her last climax. I undid my jeans and let them and my boxers drop to the floor, I ran my hand down her back and over her ass, then giving it a playful spank, let my fingers slip into her hot wet pussy. "Oh fuck, that feels good" she said, "but i want your cock and I want it hard, you are going to fuck me hard?" she cried. With that I placed the head of my cock on her pussy, and at first gently slid it deep inside. It felt hot, not warm, but hot to touch, it was soaking wet and felt incredible. Her muscles contracted slightly, giving an impression of a hidden hand working its magic. Again slapping her ass, I thrust a little harder, this time taking her long hair in my left hand, tugging gently on it. "Oh fuck me" she cried again, "fuck me hard". The rhythm of my thrusts increasing with each moan. I reached down and ran my fingers around her sopping pussy, then lifted them around her and to her waiting lips.
I have always loved the fact that my wife seems to love the taste of her pussy as much as I do, and she licked and sucked at my fingers eagerly. By now wave after wave of orgasms were overcoming her. I reached around her and cupped her breasts then pulling hard on her nipples, "Aww Fuck thats good", she cried, Her movements becoming more and more urgent as each wave passed over her. Soon I felt the tide rise within me, and as she reached yet another climax, so did I, thrusting my cock as deep inside as I could and filling her pussy with my cum.
She stood up, slightly disheveled, and turned around smiling, "wow" she said, "that was some lunch in the park." I was pulling up my pants looking a state, she just looked incredible. Standing there, hair slightly a mess, clothes ruffled, and definitely looking way too warm for the actually temperature, I see a vision of loveliness, a woman, no matter how adventurous we may get in our sex life, is a beautiful, gorgeous, vibrant woman, who I love with all my heart.

Hi, my wife and i have decided to join this is site to allow us to post anonymous pics of ourselves, i think i have the sexiest wife in the world, and love for people to see how sexy she is. We will also be posting stories based on our adventures. We hope you like them. Please leave comments if you like them and we will do more.