Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Bad erotica....

I haven't posted for a while, but there is plenty to come soon.  I just thought I'd share a little niggle with you.  I have always been one for good writing (even if mine isn't great), never been a fan of txt spk, and punctuation (or lack of it) drives me mad.  After recently finishing the 'Fifty Shades' Trilogy, I was frustrated with the writing far more than I was turned on by the scenario. It seemed to distract me far too much to enjoy myself.  On this note, I thought I'd let you read an email I recently received - bearing in mind this was the 'introductory' email, the first message, the 'could you be interested in me' taster!  Bad writing is enough to deal with, lack of full stops - annoying, but bad erotica?  Aaarrrghhh!!!  If you want a woman to fall into your arms at least read what you have written before sending it!  And I'm guessing he is cutting and pasting this little corker to everyone he can find :)

Enjoy!  (and this is EXACTLY as I received it - capital letter free!!)

i want to kiss just behind your ears and then tilt your head back kissing your throat and down on to your collar as my warm hands explore then down to your breast kissing and nibbling gently as my had cups your ass cheek pulling you on to me tilting you back on to the bed then kissing down your belly and onto your thy, my hands stroking your velvet silky skin then parting your legs,now moving back up to your most inner sanctum parting you lips with my tong hard stiff tong now slipping in and out curling up in side your sweet pussy now moving down to lick the rim of you ass making you throb with excitement now i give you your chance to reveal my 8" girth pulsating and rock hard for you to lick my shaft then i grab you turning you over holding your hair pushing my rod of flesh deep in your wet pussy pounding and pounding til you cum and cum slapping your ass to raise the blood levels in this now extatic area of your body now with your ass gagging for my hot rod i slowly slip it deeper and deeper as you require then roil you over watching your face scream with joy i cum over your breast then a few seconds break and i start to put my hard rod back into your pussy holding your legs high and feel the squirt of your climax and as you are recovering i tilt your head back and watch as you tack my full shaft deep into your throat then its your turn to go wild with lust xxx

Thursday, December 31, 2009

Happy New Year xxxx

Be fucked, sucked, licked and flicked till every part of you tingles in 2010. Enjoy it, and spend the year doing all the dirty things you've always dreamt of doing. Start the new decade making sure you never waste an opportunity for hedonistic pleasure!


Sunday, November 22, 2009

The Birthday Present...

It was his birthday last week. What do you get for the man who literally has everything? I decided on something unique, something I knew he'd never done before, but had confessed he was curious about. I had no idea if it would work, or if he would appreciate it, but I decided to go with it anyway, and that decision started one of the most surreal evenings of my life.

We had been out for dinner and drinks, his favourite restaurant, specially ordered lobster main course with rock oysters to start. I'd offered to drive so he could relax and have a glass or three of champagne and, after some well orchestrated conversation, he was a little horny and very mellow.

We headed back to my place, but as I drove I took a little detour. I told him I was just checking something out and he didn't question it. He tipped his head back, closed his eyes and relaxed. I reached across and stroked his leg, just scraping my nails across the tip of his cock, through the fabric of his trousers, and felt it twitch under my touch. He looked at me and asked 'When can I have you?'.

'Soon enough', I replied, 'I just have another part of your present to sort out'. He knew there was no point questioning me so he tipped his head back and closed his eyes again, savouring my nails stroking his cock.

I drove to the area I know well, from years of working in the town, I was well aware of who frequented these dark streets after daylight had faded. He was still relaxed with his eyes closed, so I took my opportunity to do a quick lap of the busiest streets before I closed in on my 'present'.

When I eventually found her she was gorgeous, not at all what I expected on these streets. I briefly thought 'You could make three times the money with the right marketing (or management) and my god why are you even here?' but then the reason I was there came flooding back. It was for him. And he deserved the best looking girl I could find, regardless of why she was there and how she made her money.

I pulled alongside her, wound down my window and said 'How much to give the birthday boy a blow job while I watch?' She looked through the window at him, and after hearing that, naturally he was wide awake and curious who I had just asked that very specific question. Their eyes met and she smiled, after all he is an incredibly attractive man. She must have been used to men who 'needed' her services rather than wanted them. I noticed some of the men driving around and realised this life would only ever suit a few women. I certainly couldn't have done anything with any of the drivers.

'£40.00 to completion' she answered, in a very business like voice, 'and yes you can watch, you can join in if you want to'. I agreed, thinking how reasonable it was, but then again I'm not aware of what the going rate was!

She opened the rear door and climbed in. I assumed we were going to find somewhere quiet to park the car, but she gave me directions to a house nearby she 'used' when she was working. We drove there in relative silence. He was clearly apprehensive, I was concentrating on driving, and she was working, never expecting a meaningful conversation to be part of the deal. She directed me to a row of small terraced houses and we pulled over at number 170.

The green door had seen better days, the paint on the window was peeling, but it looked clean enough, at least it wasn't boarded up like four others we had passed in the street. She opened the door and went in ahead of us. I was just about to step into the house when I heard her say 'Hi Beryl, alright? Won't be long love'.

I stopped dead in my tracks and turned to look at him. He was grinning like a Cheshire cat, verging on laughing. He gave me a quick nudge and I almost fell into the house, expecting to see Beryl on her sofa. I was definitely not expecting to see Beryl, her husband and two young children all gripped to the TV, not even looking up to see who had just arrived. It must be common for them, second nature to the entire family. I couldn't believe how surreal the experience was becoming.

At this point his smile had slipped and he was back to looking apprehensive, with a teeny bit of astonishment thrown in for good measure. 'This way' she said, and we all climbed the steep, narrow stairs. She took us into the front bedroom, above where Beryl and her family were sitting and all I could think was 'we better keep the noise down'!

She started to take off her clothes and turned to me to say 'I normally take payment before'. I quickly reached into my bag, handed her £40 and watched as she tucked it into her thigh high boots. I then realised I was appearing in a poor mans version of Pretty Woman!

He was lying on the bed with his flaccid cock in his hand, almost praying for an erection. I decided to help him out. I told him to close his eyes and think of me and wrapped my lips around him. He reached into my low top, searching for my hard nipples, as he always did. When he was stiffening in my mouth I took my top off and handed his cock to the professional. She expertly rolled a condom onto it with her mouth and started to suck him, caressing his balls with her free hand.

He reached for my breasts again and I lowered them over his face for him to suck on. I turned to look at her sucking on my mans cock and noticed, although she was the professional, her technique left a lot to be desired. I looked back at him and his eyes were wide open, staring at me, still smiling but having to use his mind, rather than the sensations, to stay hard.

I kissed him hard, passionately, and then looked down at her again. His hands were roaming my body, I could see he was faltering slightly so I helped her out. I massaged his balls and tickled his arse with my nails while she sucked. She then licked his balls while I took him into my mouth, his erection now growing in my mouth. We both licked and sucked at the same time, concentrating on his beautiful cock, while he watched two women working on it. He got harder and harder, and I felt his hand on my back, pressing me down, wanting it deeper. I took his entire length in my mouth as she sucked his balls into hers. I could feel him getting ready to explode, expertly pulled the condom off and replaced it with my mouth again.

His orgasm hit the back of my throat and I caught almost every drop. Some trickled down the shaft onto his balls she was still sucking. She licked it up and looked up at me, winked and moved away.

'You're good' she smiled, as she dressed. 'And he's gorgeous, that was a pleasure.' I smiled back, 'It was for us too, thank you'.

We dressed and as we were leaving she pressed her number into my hand. 'For pleasure, not business, next time'.

We left the same way as we had come, through Beryls lounge, still family filled, and out onto the street. She decided to stay for a cup of tea so she packed us on our way, with a thank you and call me echoing in our ears.

We drove away, laughing. It had certainly been a unique birthday present and one not to be repeated, but it had also been the most surreal sexual experience in a very long time. We talked about it all the way home and fell into bed still laughing. He needed more sex, the reality of the experience was just dawning on him and he was getting turned on thinking about two very beautiful women sucking his cock dry. We made love into the night, with him saying thank you many, many times. If I'd known how much he would appreciate it I wouldn't have bought him that expensive fountain pen!

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

The Layby ...

We drove into the quiet lay by assuming it was empty. It was well hidden from the road and it was late at night. We were bound to be alone, weren't we? No. We weren't. There were seven cars parked a good distance apart, three trucks interspersed the cars. I looked at him nervously and asked if we should just go home or find somewhere quieter. He smiled, winked at me reassuringly and said 'And miss all the fun?' I knew what he meant and nervously smiled back.

The thought of performing terrified me, but thrilled me too. It was something I had been hoping to try for a while but hadn't dared to broach the subject. Which man would want his woman to perform for other men and be comfortable? My man apparently! We pulled over into a space not too close to any other vehicle. He seemed to know exactly what he was doing and the etiquette involved and turned on and off the interior light. Apparently, that meant there would be a show starting soon and I was the show! It took another five to ten minutes for anyone to move, or come anywhere near the car, the anticipation was palpable. Once one moved they all did. Before I knew it, I had eight men standing around the car. I checked the doors were firmly locked and looked at him expectantly.

He pulled down my top to reveal my bra and reached into one of the cups, tweaking hard on a nipple. 'Go with it' he whispered, so I did. He pulled my bra down and pulled out my breasts, one hard nipple at a time. He leaned over and sucked on them while I closed my eyes. I was avoiding making eye contact with the men leering into the car, but I also wanted to watch what our show was doing to them. It was a dilemma, eventually solved when a man tapped gently on the window and showed me, quite proudly, his fully erect cock in his hand, and he slid his fingers slowly back and forth.

I couldn't resist watching him and after that, I was compelled to watch them all as I was gradually exposed to them, fingered, and probed, licked and sucked. He spread my legs wide putting my feet on the dashboard to open me for the voyeurs. His fingers slid easily in and out of me, my juices soaking his hand. The feeling was sublime, but the audience heightened every sensation. I got wetter as I looked around me, the crowd now increased to ten.

More cars were pulling into the lay by and I wasn't sure where I would draw the line and get scared, but everyone seemed engrossed in the show, not remotely interested in taking it further or causing any trouble. More men arrived around the car, straining to see, every vantage point filled by eager faces, their hands grabbing and pulling on cocks attached to men I couldn't see properly.

My nipples were being sucked hard, very hard, being pulled into his mouth. He looked at me and whispered 'Do you want the window down?’ I looked deep into his eyes and, for no apparent reason I trusted his judgement. I wound the window down next to me. Three hands eagerly pushed through the gap I had created, clamouring to reach me, to touch any art of me they could find. Random hands touched me, finding my breasts, my nipples and one boldly reaching down to my pussy and sliding a finger between my lips. I gasped. I couldn't see the faces of the men touching me. I couldn't see their bodies properly in the dark. I couldn't tell if they were young or old, clean or dirty, fat or thin. Everything was faceless; these hands belonged to no one, these hands touching me, caressing me, pleasuring me. At that point, I didn't care. These people could be anyone and I didn't care. Me!! The choosy, fussy, ridiculous woman with high expectations, who never let anyone touch me unless they had earned the right. Now three strangers were playing with different parts of me and I didn't care.

He was watching the ecstasy on my face, watching the excitement, the pleasure, knowing having strangers touch me was making me wetter than I've ever been. I couldn't take much more, I was so close to cumming, and the hand between my lips was expertly rubbing my clit. He slid two fingers into me and rubbed my g spot, making me gasp aloud. A gruff voice outside laughed and mumbled 'Cor she's liking that'. Many of them grunted in agreement. One hand on my nipple moved away and was quickly replaced by another.

'Get on your knees' he said, 'Suck me now'. I did as I was told, knelt on my seat, and leaned down over his cock, naturally aiming my round bum towards the window. My skirt was pulled up immediately by more than one hand, revealing my bare cheeks and stockings. Several hands scrambled to reach my pussy lips. Several fingers pushed into me, rubbed me, stroked my tight puckered hole, pressed, thrust, and fingered every part of me. Desperately trying to get any contact they could with the only female in the lay by, wanting to touch me so they could smell me, experience what I felt like, possibly taste me off their own fingers, and in so doing it felt like an octopus had been let loose in my pants. So many fingers, so many sensations, I couldn't believe how it felt but literally within seconds these faceless strangers had me cumming, a massive gut churning orgasm, a guttural moan escaping from deep within me but, unlike a lover, these fingers didn't cease. They didn't let up for a second, or gently hold me, letting me come down from the huge release. They continued relentlessly pushing, thrusting, and fingering me until it was almost painful. I tried to move out of their way but, of course, from their accessible position they followed me. There was no escaping them, and they knew that. The followed every move I made, not losing contact with me at any point, rubbing harder when they realised I was trying to move.

All the time I had been sucking hard on his cock. I had been licking it and stroking it with my mouth, swirling my tongue around the tip. Now he could sense I was fidgeting, and he pulled my head up by my hair and looked into my eyes. 'Suck them' he said. I shook my head and he repeated firmly 'Turn around and suck them'.

I couldn't believe what he was expecting me to do but I was delirious and drunk on the situation. I was on a high I couldn't explain. Like a drug, it had taken away my rational thought so I did what he said.

I found myself turning around and reaching for the first cock that was pushed near my open hand. I pulled him to me. It was small, uncircumcised, and not terribly attractive as cocks go. It smelt clean so I curled my lips over the tip and started to suck. I had no idea who it belonged to. I yet again didn't care. I sucked for just a few seconds before I heard him groan, felt his cock twitch and he pulled away, shooting his cum down the side of the car. Someone else immediately pushed him to one side. A much bigger cock replaced his and was pushed into my mouth making me gag. I had no idea how many I was meant to suck, when was I supposed to stop, could I refuse, what was the etiquette? I had no idea and he hadn't told me so I continued with my task and sucked him deep into my mouth. It tasted nice, different from the first. It was incredibly hard which turned me on a great deal, and was actually a pleasure to suck. He also didn't take very long; clearly, the show had made quite an impression on all the voyeurs. However, this time he didn't pull away and waste his cum down the side of the car. He put his hand on the back of my head and pushed my mouth down onto his throbbing cock. I felt it contracting inside me and the he exploded down my throat. The salty liquid hit the back of my mouth, his cock was pushing further down, making me gag while I tried to swallow it all and attempt to breathe. He released my head and I pulled away gasping for air. Just as I thought I was going to get a moments rest my mouth was filled again, another cock roughly forced between my lips, thankfully smaller than the last. I sucked again, knowing he was already close to finishing. I opened my eyes briefly and looked around. I saw many cocks being wanked close to my face, and just as I closed them again, waiting for the next load to be spurted down my throat, I felt something hit my face, something hot, sticky and wet landed on my cheek as one of the cocks being wanked nearby had burst over me. With spunk dripping off my face the cock in my mouth contracted. I braced myself for the mouthful but he pulled back and shot it all over my face, adding to the liquid already dripping off me. As soon as he did, and wiped the last drops on me, some more sprayed my face. The man standing behind him had clearly wanked too close to the edge and covered my face.

Three loads of cum dripping off my face soon became five as two more men stepped forward to empty all over me. I was covered and feeling filthy. At that point a strange mans finger tenderly stroked my face and circled my lips, he pushed it inside my mouth, taking the cocktail of cum with it and swirled his finger around my tongue, making me suck it clean. He repeated the action and I sucked hungrily on it, cleaning every drop off his finger, and tasting five men. He then did the same but this time with his cock, scooping the cum mixture up on his hard member and shoving it into my eager mouth. I cleaned it and sucked him to orgasm quickly while they all watched me, transfixed by how much I loved it. He came quickly all over my face and I looked around. Cocks were still being wanked; some men were on their second time, their cocks staying hard after I had finished them off earlier.

I felt my soaking wet pussy being opened up and stretched apart from behind. He had just been watching what I was doing, stroking his cock while he let me do whatever I wanted to do. He was now clearly feeling neglected and wanted to join in again. He stretched me wide, slid two fingers into me, and buried his face in between my cheeks. He lapped at my flowing juices and spread them to my tight hole, easily slipping a finger in. With two in my pussy and one in my arse, I was feeling full but not full enough. I wanted his cock in me! I pushed back against his hand and face and wiggled my encouragement. I wanted more, much more and now I was feeling filthy I wanted everything he had to give.

I turned around so he could see all the cum drying on my face. He smiled. 'Get out of the car' he said. I did as I was told and stepped out into the crowd. They respectfully stepped aside and let me pass. Their cocks were still held proudly in their hands. I knelt at the front of the car and he pushed his delicious cock into my waiting mouth. He threw his head back and held onto my hair as he pumped my face. I stroked his balls just as he loves and sucked hungrily on him. His cock tasted so much better, this cock I know so well.

His hands moved down to my shoulders and lifted me up to face him. He kissed me hard on the lips, tasting some of the cocktail of cum drying on me. He turned me round, lifted my skirt, and bent me over the bonnet of the car. It felt warm from the engine, my bare breasts pressed into the metal with his hand on my back. He pushed my skirt up to my waist and slowly, gently slipped his cock into my soaking pussy. I groaned in pleasure as I was filled. It felt sublime. I wanted him to fuck me so much in front of all these strangers. Their cocks, still in their hands, bounced in the darkness, as they wanked furiously. Some men were stroking slowly, gripping their cock to stop them cumming. I smiled; the show was exciting them so much they were all desperate to put their spunk somewhere. The thrill of knowing so many people were horny because of us was the most amazing feeling.

His cock twitched deep inside me and my muscles reacted by squeezing him tight. He withdrew his cock to the tip, holding it tantalisingly close to the entrance of my pussy, as I tried to push back to feel him in me. He waited, while all the men watched to see what was coming next. He slammed his cock back into me, harder than he has ever thrust into me. He knocked the breath out of me. My hands searched for something to grasp on to but only found the warm metal of the car bonnet. He pulled out and slammed back into me again, a groan escaping from my throat and then he proceeded to fuck me hard and fast. Banging into me, holding my hips with one hand, pressing me into the warm metal with his other. My legs were trembling with the force of his thrusting; he was almost lifting me off my feet.

His fingers slid up my back and scooped up a handful of hair. He pulled hard on it and lifted my head back. As he pulled, my body lifted from the bonnet and he stopped at the exact moment my tits were free and swinging under me, with my nipples just catching the metal. The men moved to watch them swing, not knowing what to watch as he fucked my pussy hard, repeatedly. My tits were bouncing with each thrust. I strained against his hand pulling my hair, trying to get my nipples closer to the bonnet. He wouldn't loosen his grip so I moved my hands to my nipples and pulled on them, squeezing them and rolling them in my fingers. I glanced around at all the cocks wanking but didn't look at any of the faces. Before I knew it, my fingers had been knocked away by two other hands. They saw it as an invitation to move in. My nipples were squeezed harder and pulled until they were painful, but with my pussy filled and being slammed so hard, and being watched by so many men, my body sensations were on fire, everything hurt but was overwhelmed by the pleasure of the entire situation.

At that point I felt another hand on my pussy. My clit was being rubbed hard while I was pumped. I was already so close to cumming but the strange finger was expertly rubbing exactly where I loved, and I knew I would have to release it soon, I was trying to hold on, savouring the cliff edge I was teetering on.

He had slipped a finger into my tight hole while he was fucking me. He'd used my flowing juices to lubricate it. He slid his cock out of my pussy and pressed it against me. I pushed back, wanting him deep inside my arse. The finger on my clit slowed while he watched his cock slide slowly into me. Inch by inch he eased it in. Once his cock had disappeared completely into me, the finger increased its pace again. He pulled out and thrust into me again and as he did, I exploded with an enormous orgasm. I pushed back into him and nearly slid off the bonnet as I lost my footing. He carried on thrusting, pushing me back onto the car, the finger continued to rub as my orgasm gradually began to subside, and my nipples, still being pulled and squeezed, were on fire, but I felt another one building. I needed another one too!

I could feel his cock contracting in my arse, his thrusts came faster, and harder, I knew he was close. At that point another man, long cock in hand, stepped up to the bonnet. He wanked it furiously and spurted his cum all over my face and the car. I opened my mouth to catch some of it and it landed on my eager lips. At that point the reality of the erotic picture we were all creating took over. My arse was being fucked very hard, my sore clit was being rubbed, my nipples were squeezed until they were burning, and I had strangers cum all over my face. I was about to cum again and so was he. He gripped my hips and slammed into me, even deeper than before, as he came, shooting it as far into me as he could. I came at the same time, my muscles contracting and draining every last drop out of him and into me.

My legs gave way with exhaustion and I slid off the bonnet onto my knees. He stood back and invited the remaining cocks to cum on my tits. They each took a step forward and one by one wanked as I watched. Six men came forward to empty their balls on my round breasts. The liquid splashed on me and I rubbed it into my soft skin. As each stepped forward to finish off on me I smiled at how many men were so turned on by our show. The last cock presented in front of my face was the big one I'd sucked earlier, and rather than wanking over me, he pushed it into my mouth again. I instinctively sucked it, holding it, and wanking it with my mouth and hand. Before long it contracted between my lips and he pulled it out and emptied his balls all over me, to join the cum of so many already rubbed into my skin. He splashed onto me, wiped his cock on my cheek, and walked away. I looked around and realised all the men had gone. In the distance engines were starting, lights were being turned on.

I looked up at him and he smiled. He lifted me to my feet and kissed my lips. He looked into my mascara-smeared eyes, stroked my cum-covered face, and said 'Perfect!' My exhaustion took over and I slumped against him. He took me to the car, pulled my top up to cover my wet breasts, started the engine, and took me home to bed.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

New Revolutionary Toy...

Everyone knows I'm partial to my toys, and have always been open and honest about the fun I have with myself, as well as with my partner/s. I guess that's part of my Mistress appeal :)

My favourite site on the planet, and the ONLY place I buy my toys, have just launched the most revolutionary plaything since the Rampant Rabbit! Toys have always been fun to a certain degree, and obviously penetration has been forefront in the minds of the designers, but there has never been anything that could simulate oral sex so well that I would prefer it to the real thing, but it is here! Finally!! :)

I have had some stunning oral sex in my time, and my latest mantoy was especially good at it, but obviously I can't see him every day, and sometimes its a pleasure to replicate that sensation.

Until now there has been no way of doing it.

The new 'gadget' and my new lesbian friend is Sqweel :)

Sqweel doesn't vibrate, it doesn't thrust, it doesn't do semi-satisfying orgasms. Instead its unique wheel of tongues provides easily controlled stimulation at the speed you need for deeper, long lasting, real sheet-clenching orgasms. You just need to add lube, flick the switch and away you go.

Its fantastic alone, and even with your partner, starting on the slowest setting and building up to a sensual climax, not the usual 'rush job' received with most toys or clitoral stimulators. But it can also be used on other parts of the body, the nipples, the neck and of course on him. My guy absolutely loved it on his balls while I was pleasuring him :) Try it on everything, its the sort of sensation you could never get tired of :)

It comes beautifully boxed, and would make a perfect Christmas present for your lover/partner/wife/girlfriend/mistress :)

I've been blown away with the quality of the product, the revolutionary design and of course how it works :)

Its cute, its pink, it works, what more does a girl need?

Check it out on Love Honeys website. And order one before they all sell out :)

Friday, August 14, 2009

A followers story....

Apparently my Naked Sunbathing post inspired a reader to tell of a lunchtime illicit encounter and he asked me to post it on my site for my followers, because it might upset too many people on his blog :) I happily obliged. Hope you enjoy it.


The Lunch Break

We had arrived at work together that morning, nothing unusual about that, I gave her a lift to work most mornings, a favour to a friend. But what they didn’t know was how passionately we had kissed, her tongue searching my mouth, my arms crushing her dainty body, my hands encircling her slim waist, her hands rubbing the front of my trousers, my hardness straining against the thin material. Reluctantly we broke away and drove to work as if nothing had happened.

All through the morning we experienced a building of anticipation, a sexual electricity between us, hands brushing furtively as we passed each other in the corridor, even managing to pinch her bottom, hearing her intake of breath and girlish giggle.

Lunchtime arrived I left in the car, she had already left on foot, we met secretly a short distance away where she had crossed the railway foot bridge. Laughing we drove away to our secret place on the heath. I parked the car, holding hands like teenagers I took the blanket from the boot and we skipped away.

I spread the blanket on the ground and took in the sight of my beautiful lover. She was dressed as usual in an immaculate business suit, white blouse, six inch high heels. She smiled at me in that coy way she knew turned me on stepped off her high platform looked up at me and kissed me plunging her tongue deep in my mouth.

She took off her suit jacket and her white blouse and hung them on a bush, she ripped my shirt from my body and hung it on the bush too, we were like two gypsies. Then she reached behind and undid her bra to reveal her firm breasts and hard rosebud nipples.

She quickly ripped off the rest of my clothes which joined the others on the bush. Quick as a flash my cock was in her hand and she was rubbing me. I turned her round undid the zip of her skirt which fell to the ground revealing her stockings and suspenders. I knelt and slowly pulled down her knickers. She turned and I saw that thin wisp of red pubic hair that was like an arrow pointing to her honey pot, as if I needed directions.

Her hands grasped the back of my head, her legs parted slightly and my tongue found a home. As I gorged on her wet pussy she moaned. 'I want you inside me' she whispered as she sank to her knees and lay, legs apart tweaking her nipples, on our love blanket.

I needed no further invitation and my hard cock was twitching. I easily slipped inside her and began to pump her hot wet pussy. She quickly picked up my rhythm and her legs clamped around my back. Her movement drew me deeper inside her and her pussy muscles tightened around my throbbing cock.

By now we were oblivious to our surroundings only the union of our bodies mattered. Faster and faster we slammed into each other. Then I felt it her pussy tighten, her nails dug into my back, she was about to cum. The pleasure pain heightened my own desire and I exploded inside her as her legs shook around me and her long nails raked my back.

Finally our passion subsided enough for us to realise we had to go. Retrieving our clothes from the bush we dressed quickly. I picked up the blanket, her hand went to my pocket grabbing my still semi-hard cock and rubbing. Stepping into her shoes again she was equal to my height. 'You have a problem' she whispered in my ear. 'I know' I said, 'my cock is still hard and showing'. 'No' she said, 'your shirt is stained with blood'. 'Shit I have a sales meeting this afternoon', and I hadn’t brought a jacket as it was a warm day.

'Quick back to the car, we’ll get you a new shirt'. A trip to the local shops and I was kitted out with a brand new white shirt. We were slightly late back from lunch but no-one noticed.

I never did find out if my wife (now ex) ever noticed my change of shirt. That was 25 years ago, but committing it to paper now it could have been yesterday.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Naked sunbathing 2.....

The latest warm weather has brought me more opportunity for lying in my field :)

Normally I go to my special place on my own. Its my secret sanctuary in the countryside. Its blissfully quiet, green fields as far as the eye can see. The gentle breeze skims across the long grass, carrying the sound of crickets hiding in the undergrowth. The sound is remarkably relaxing, like teeny tiny baby rattles being shaken vigorously in the distance.

Today was slightly different, for the first time I was sharing my field, with sheep, but who in their right mind would object to that? The sun was high in the sky, not a cloud to be seen, and the breeze gently caressed me and cooled my skin.

I had been lying there for a little while, being watched cautiously by the sheep, obviously wondering where my wool was, when I got a text from a very good 'friend' of mine. I hadn't seen him for a while, he was busy 'sorting' things out with his marriage. It was lovely to hear from him, I'd missed our fun.

I told him I was naked sunbathing, assuming he'd be caught up at the office, and never thinking for a minute he would be free. Half an hour later we were both naked sunbathing, in a farmers field full of sheep.

He was restless, men always are when there is sunbathing to be done. It must be a girl thing, lazing around, soaking up the sun, doing nothing else. Men are great at doing all of that in front of a TV sports channel, but get twitchy when its just lying in a field. I assumed it was that anyway, but when his fingers gently tweaked my nipple I realised it was because he was lying next to me, naked and glistening.

Naturally my sensitive nipple responded immediately. He reached across and pulled on the other one too. They stood erect, anticipating more attention. I moaned softly and shifted on my towel. Maybe it was because I had been sunbathing for a while, and my nipples had caught a little too much sun, or maybe because the fresh air made me extra horny, but they seemed overly sensitive today. I tingled from my head to my toes when he put his mouth over one and started to suck, knowing exactly how I like it.

His hand drifted down my body, skimming my skin, finding my lips wet and eager to be parted. I spread my legs accommodatingly, relishing the breeze, feeling like it was blowing directly into me. It was cooling the moisture against my skin and took my breath away, touching me with its windy fingers. He parted my lips and the breeze delved deeper into me, closely followed by his fingers. He rubbed my clit gently and slid two fingers deep into me. I moaned, louder this time, hoping no ramblers or farmers would hear me, but then not caring, knowing I would be making more noise soon.

He pushed his fingers in and out of me, increasing the speed and spreading my moisture around. He pulled them out, rubbed hard and fast on my clit, then plunged them back into me. The sun was beating down on my skin, my breasts getting hotter with the rays and the passion building in me. He kissed me hard, searching my mouth, pressing me into the long grass. He spread my legs further apart, letting the air finger me, spreading me wide and touching every inch of me, the imaginary friend in the horny threesome. He offered me to the wind to be opened and examined by it, pushing his fingers into every crevice with his breezy friend cooling my juices and making me shiver. My whole body was warm, verging on hot, overheating in some parts but freezing in others, wherever my wetness settled.

He spread my juices onto my hard nipples, watching them stiffen even more in the breeze. He sucked the juices off them, pulling them into his mouth and biting gently. I could feel his cock pressing against me, his pre cum tracing lines along my skin. He slid his fingers deeper into me and whispered 'I need to be in there', flicking his fingers, just catching my g spot and making me smile. He climbed on top of me, spread my legs wide and thrust his long cock deep into me.

I moaned and cried out with pleasure. I had been aching for a cock in me since I arrived in the field. The heat was unforgiving, getting hotter by the minute, and as he pounded into me, making me gasp with every hard thrust, our sweat mingled. It was dripping off him and I could feel it landing on me, my own ran down my back, pooling on the grass, soaking into my towel. It ran down every crevice, tickling, stroking me, sticking us together, but the intense heat made it bearable, coupled with the heightened sensations all over my body, it made it excitingly sensuous.

It felt naughty out in the open air, we could have been seen at any time by hikers, ramblers or farmers, not to mention the microlight aircraft that had flown overhead several times, but I didn't care. Fifty people could have been stood around us and I wouldn't have noticed. The long grass tickled me, the sweat trickled off me, the breeze caressed me, and the hard cock pounded into me, over and over.

He had pinned my hands above my head while he fucked me, watching my breasts bounce up and down. He pulled one of my hands down between my legs and I knew he wanted to watch me rub myself while he was deep inside me. I obliged, and in a matter of seconds I was ready to cum. He knew the sensation, feeling the contractions of my pussy muscles around his cock. He slammed into me, harder and harder, and I came on his cock, a long, intense, amazing cum. He felt it and followed me, exploding deep inside me. Gasping, with one last hard thrust, he was spent. He collapsed on top of me and we lay in the long grass until we could breathe again.

I have to let him know next time I go sunbathing, what a shame we live in England with dreadful weather :)