I Am Lisa

Oh no, no, no. Family and sex life are separate. My mom and sister used to comment about Mr. C’s size because it’s hard, see what I did there? 😉😉😉 to hide his size especially when we wear our house clothes. We all change when we get home and Mr. C goes commando in his basketball shorts. My father and brother-in-law have even said something. It was my mom who mentioned she understood his need to go commando. To be comfortable because at that time we always sat on the floor together. My sister and mom worried if Mr. C would hurt me sexually, but I told them how gentle he was. My sister then asked if I enjoyed it. I got embarrassed because my mom was there, but my embarrassment said everything it needed to say. My mom reassured me it was fine and she was happy. Outside of that, we don’t really discuss it.

Since then my sister would ask things and as I mentioned before, she and Mr. C always had sexual tension around each other. Mr. C always got hard around her. She knew it. She never said until later but she never hesitated when he wanted to give her a full on hug where their crotches always were smashed together.

If you had asked Mr. C, me, or my sister that they would eventually have sex together, let alone with me involved as well, we’d thought you were mad. But here we are. Right before she came to visit, she alluded to many things that sucked in her marriage including not being sexually active for years. I knew that if I could make it happen, I would gift her to Mr. C and her to him. It had inspired me so much that I even wrote an April Fool’s Day story on here only to watch it happen, while also having an intimate moment with her and another with her and Mr. C at the same time.

My sister and I were discussing this last night and how crazy it is, but neither of us would change it for the world. We had a very special night together and it reinforced how much we all love each other.

It really boils down to me, my sister, and our husbands who are in the know. I don’t have sex with her husband. I’m not attracted to him and he’s not attracted to me. Also, she doesn’t want him fucking other girls. I totally understand that. It is only by circumstance, deep friendship, and trust that I let Mr. C be with others and that list is very finite, which he is okay. It’s enough variety and each brings something different to satisfy his needs, though me being used by others or being involved with me and others drives him crazy. The actions of the cock never lie. It’s what gets him so erect the most. I love it!! ❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰😘😘😘😈😈😈😘😘😘

Wow! I’ve never been asked this before, lol. I had to Google it to find out what it was. I don’t judge because everyone has their own thing, but this would be a hard no for me, sorry.

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As promised, I said I would discuss the joys and art of sucking cock. I know I’ve discussed it many times, but maybe I need to tag those posts with cock sucking or make sure that the lisa storytime tag is used. Anyway, let’s get on with it.

From the first time I put a cock in my mouth, I loved it. I don’t know why, but I loved it. Whether it was already fully erect or if I had to suck life into it so that it would be hard as a rock. Those are the best cocks to have in my mouth. Hard as a rock. That way, I know that the cock, and the person it’s attached to are absolutely loving what I am doing for them. When I lost my virginity to my first boyfriend, I knew I wanted to taste his cock. I wasn’t necessarily interested in swallowing, and for the record, it was a very long time before I started swallowing cum. I was interested in seeing how it tasted. Of course, it doesn’t taste good, lol. I know guys will talk about how theirs is sweet or whatever because they know what types of food to eat, but I’m here to tell you, I’ve never tasted cum that tasted good, and I would know since I’ve sucked hundreds of cocks, possibly breaking four digits. I’ll know when I get caught up on my cock count, but that’s a topic for another day.

Anyway, I spit for a long time, which is okay. What was and still is important is for the guy to completely finish in my mouth unless he wants to pull out and shoot cum all over my face. That’s what’s important. Because finishing is the culmination of what feels good. Swallowing is just the ooh, wow, or cool factor afterward, like, “Wow! She swallowed my load.” It’s part of the whole, “I can’t believe it, or I knew she was a total slut.” Because guys equate swallowing with a slutty act, as opposed to me making sure they remember my blow job, or because it felt hot/right to do at the time, or, in the case of those close to me, an act of love and intimacy. It’s like they're part of me now, or have marked me for life. It’s also a bit of the whole domination and making me submit to them. Even the whole cumming all over my face is basically the same thing. Marking territory by degrading or humiliating me. I’ve never had a problem with that because I love to submit to the superior sex in terms of strength, power, and sheer will. Not always in the brains department or decency, though. Lol.

Sucking cock has always felt a little like it’s an honor for me to do it. It’s not a chore for me like it is for some women. It’s not what’s easier to do to get a loved one off my back, as a task. I truly enjoy it; I get wet from it, and I take so much satisfaction and pride in providing sexual relief, sexual satisfaction, or giving something to make someone feel good. I have given head because sometimes, that’s what the guy needs. Receiving head can be a very selfish thing. I know I get selfish when I want it, but giving it is a very selfless act, unless you are just doing it to get a woman wet enough to penetrate her more easily, or to get a guy hard enough so he can mount someone.

When I am on my knees in some shape or form before a guy, I love seeing if he’s already hard in anticipation of what my lips, tongue, and mouth will do for him. If he’s soft, then I love feeling him grow in my mouth in anticipation of what’s to cum. Am I going to finish him, or do I want him to fuck me senseless? Feeling his hardness while I bob up and down on his cock, taking turns here and there to swirl my tongue around the head of his cock, pulling his cock out of my mouth and sliding my lips up and down the shaft of his cock. Taking time to kiss and lick his balls while at times teasing his perineum, which drives them crazy. They almost always want to force my head down to their ass. If they are freshly showered, I’ll accommodate; if not, I work my way back up and do what I do best: bring them to a climax with my very skilled and talented mouth. I make eye contact all the time except for when I focus on that dick and making sure I am sucking it good. I will still look up, though. It’s important for them to see my face and eyes. The expression, the happiness I have with them in my mouth, and most importantly, seeing the joy in their eyes while I suck their cock to completion.  

If they want to put their hand on the back of my head, they can, but I don’t like the whole trying to make me gag and making those stupid sounds that porn stars make when gagging. I understand why the more misogynistic and dominant guys like that, but even as a submissive, I’m not playing those games. I will suck their cock good; I’ll let them say whatever they want to me outside of the “C” word, but that gagging crap is not for me. My best friend Joy, who will do just about anything, hates the word and gagging thing too. She tells me that pretty much guarantees that she’ll stop and either suck them to completion or let them fuck her right away to make them cum quickly to get it over with, and then she’s out. I’m the same way, even if the guy thinks he can cum again. We both will at least tell the guy to stop, but if they whine about it, we are out.

I've seen a few posts about your sister and your husband, and if I'm understanding correctly, they have been keeping eachother engaged sexually while you are on a break?

Are you the big or little sister?

It was interesting to me that both you and your sister take care of your husband, I've had similar experiences with two sets of sisters, one set was asian as well, and then my ex-wife and her sister who are larinas...I always appreciated their commitment to the dynamic and we had a great time..nither of those relationships failed because of the sisters being involved...I'm being a little nostalgic now.

But your relationship with your sister and they dynamic the three of you have is definitely interesting to me, would love to hear anything you are willing to share.

Thanks,

-Bruce

Hi Bruce! Welcome to my blog. If you tap the sister tag below, you can find everything I have shared about my sister.

It's a long story as to why we are here now with them enjoying each other, but that should help you catch up.

I am the older sister by two years. I turn 48 a week from Monday. My sister turns 46 in December.

This trip has been so easy. We stay at my parents' place, but my sister's place is in the apartment across the street. Mr. C goes there to do things on his computer because my sister's place is bigger and has an area for him to work on his computer. Her daughters are gone during the day, her husband runs two businesses across town, and only comes home for a day and a half a week, so Mr. C and my sister have had free rein with each other the whole time we've been here. They have been capitalizing on it.

If you feel like you HAVE to read them, read and dismiss. Don't respond. Let them stew in their miserable lives. I've found whiskey to be a great aid in ignoring stupidity.

The next bottle of Basil Hayden is on me, and we'll drink it together.

I appreciate the recommendation.

Sometimes ignoring them is worse, unless I can block them. Sometimes, I like to remind everyone how many ass clowns are out there. Sometimes, I like to reply with a clever, sarcastic response. Sometimes, it is therapeutic for me to remind them that I am living rent-free in their minds. I still have a couple of guys who have been harassing me anonymously since the beginning of my blog. It's comical, really. I have learned to take it in stride and put them in their place.

Thank you for tagging your posts. I love looking at you, but I enjoy getting to know the woman behind the photos. I know I’d love being behind you, in front of you, on top of you, and any way I could have you. 

Oh wow! You had to go digging for that, but alas! I see you probably used tags to get to them.

It was quite the weekend, but the specific night was an experience for sure. I would do something like that again, but on a much smaller scale. It is something I've discussed with Mr. C., possibly doing it at the Nude Pool, which would mean fewer men present. It would be a fun place to do it. Having all the men naked in the pool area, waiting for their opportunity or another opportunity to go again. With the number of rooms, it would be fun to give guys 15 minutes of one-on-one time with me each before going for broke in the pool area. I would still get worn out, but what a fun time it would be. I may be able to make videos in the rooms if the men were okay with it. Of course, the night would have to end with a bukkake, lol. I would also have to think about bringing Joy along, too, among others.

A rimming gauntlet, or, for those who like a little more descriptive, naughty term, an ass-eating gauntlet. That really sounds interesting. Everyone would have to be freshly showered, but I would definitely consider it. I think for it to work the way I would want it to is to rim a guy until he cums all over himself or into my mouth, and then the next guy would have to make out with me for like a full minute before I kiss my way down his body until I was kneeling between his legs and reached his ass. Then drive him crazy with my tongue skills, working from the balls to the perineum, the outer edge of his ass, and slowly, in a circular motion, work my way to the middle before flicking that tongue everywhere until he cums so hard all over himself or into my mouth. Then to the next guy, rinse and repeat, as they say. The first guy would not get a pass, though. When I finish with the last guy, the first guy gets to make out with me for a bit before we continue the evening. I'm thinking me on my back while guys tend to my needs.

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