...just when I thought
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Posted:May 20, 2014 4:18 am
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I went to bed last night tired but horny. I had my evening jog around the block after a good number of days of lazing out. I was feeling good about myself actually kinda smug really and was planning to eat healthy.
After my run, I had a shower and rustled up a salad, planted myself in front of the telly with the remote right where I love it.
After dinner I decided to relax with a joint. I got it out and puffed a few puffs feeling my body go into that fantastic relaxed mode that makes my belly tighten for no apparent reason. This time my belly tightened and my pussy throbbed. I felt myself melt into the moment and decided a little porn is in order.
It's been a while since I watched porn and as I watched I realised that 'absence does indeed make the heart grow fonder'!! I felt my pussy throb and swell... I could also feel my vagina get heavy and I knew I was getting wet with want. I pulled my panties aside, dipped my finger inside my slippery wet vagina and gently rubbed my throbbing swollen pussy. I felt my clit stiffen and swell even more.. jutting straight out of my pussy lips. I added a couple more fingers and rubbed harder and dipped deeper. My pussy and fingers were bathed in my sex juice and I fingered myself harder and deeper... rubbing my g-spot deeper and harder.. feeling my nipples tighten and my clit jut out even further...I pulled hard on my nipples and finger fucked myself even deeper...
I felt my orgasm wash over me... toes, knees, thighs, pussy, abs, tits and the my head space was completely immersed in it...
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I am back....
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Posted:May 19, 2014 7:37 am
Last Updated:Jun 4, 2014 12:08 pm
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Its been more than a minute since I last blogged and I am delighted to be back doing what I love to do....writing and meeting people!
Been having a look around and not much seems to have changed...but may be familiar is good although not necessarily fun. So let me wait and see.
Btw, one thing I have noticed is that there a whole lot of men posing and girls.. can anybody tell me why?
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Sexcapades
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Posted:Jun 28, 2012 6:39 am
Last Updated:Mar 6, 2014 5:29 am
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Sexcapades
Chapter 3…Its time to play
I felt his lips soften and open and his tongue slowly slip through his lips and run lingeringly over mine. Then he slid his tongue sexily along the crack between my lips, over my cheek, down and up my neck and finally coming back to my mouth and slipping his tongue purposefully between my lips . Running his tongue all along my tongue, then over and under, I was enjoying this very much. Rubbing his hand all over my neck, back and hips bringing me even more into himself. I burrowed closer and kissed him even harder. I felt the stirring in my groin that told me that I was getting hot and horny. I could feel his response by the hardness of his cock pressed against me and it made me feel powerful. I wanted to touch it and feel it’s length and girth. My guess is that a strong sexual response from a man generates a feeling of power in most women.. to know that you have the power to arouse someone to desire you sexually is a wonderful feeling. I felt myself getting wet with want and felt that tug in my vagina that made me know that I wanted, no needed, satisfaction.
He raised his head and I opened my eyes to look into his. I wasn't sure what I saw in them coz it was quite dark but I hoped it was mutual to what I was feeling. He spoke then and asked me where I was headed. I had hoped that when he spoke he would suggest that we get into the car and have a good snog fest so I was surprised at the question. I needed sex and I wanted to tell him that but I told him where the girls and I were headed and he said he would follow us there. He turned me around, opened the door to my car, got me seated, closed the door and blew me a kiss.
As I drove off to catch up with the girls, I wasn’t quite sure what to make of it. Was he really going to come and join us? Did I really want to hang out with him and the girls? Was this really what I wanted or was I just responded to some really good kissing?
The girls all hooted when saw me walk into the club and I jokingly gave them the bird. My girls and me we know each other and they all know that I am always up for it. After I sat down and ordered a shot of tequila and my glass of rocky scotch the girls were all in my business, teasing me about how when they saw his lips they all knew I was done for. They know I have a thing about luscious lips.
I kept looking at the entrance anxiously thinking to myself, will he or will he not come. Half of me wanted him to but the other half was hoping he wouldn’t. When I did see him walk through the door, my heart dropped . I waved to attract his attention to where we were sitting and he walked over, said hello to the girls and introduced himself. Suddenly it seemed like we were on some kind of date. He turned to me and I licked my lips because they felt a little dry and also because I suddenly felt like I wanted to kiss. I went ahead and kissed him and he looked a little surprised by my generous reception but he kissed me back anyway and it set the ball rolling quite nicely for the night. I got up to dance and dragged him on the floor with me. There were those dude moves again and I was feeling them now..I was actually really enjoying dancing with him. This time he kept pulling me towards him, turning me round so my back was to him and touching me all over while doing this. I was getting a little giddy from the alcohol but the tequila was keeping me sharp and I was really enjoying myself. The girls were falling off one by one and soon it was just the two of us. When the last of the girls left he suggested we relocate to another part of the club.
I picked up my bag, he picked up our drinks and we moved to a corner of the club at the far end of the bar counter. He passed my bag to the bar tender, sat on the bar stool and pulled me closer to him. Now we really got into it. He was running his hand up and down my thighs, over my round bum and around the low waist of my jeans. I could feel the dampness in the crotch of my panties and I wanted to do something about it.. anything! I am no slouch either and I kissed him I had been running my hands all over him and was now really focused on his trouser zipper.
I unzipped it and discretely slipped my hand underneath the fabric. I could feel his really hard cock in his boxer briefs and by the way I also have a thing about boxer briefs so I was really glad to find out that he was wearing a pair. I snuck his cock out of the pee slit of his boxer and started to caress it. It felt good between my fingers. I felt a wetness at the tip of his cock and slid my hand up, over and under getting even more wetness in the palm of my hand. I could feel him jerk with every stroke of his penis and I wanted to feel it between my lips. I wanted to taste his tangy saltiness on my tongue. I love the taste of pre-cum, I always think of it as semen’s cream. I couldn’t help myself and bent over and licked the tip, I had to taste it. He suddenly pulled my head away from his penis and pulled me towards him and kissed me. He must like the taste of his own pre-cum because he immediately slipped his tongue between my lips and kissed me quite thoroughly. I could feel his cock jerking against me and I felt the throb in my vagina intensify making me squishily wet. I felt my long labia swell and press against the seam in my jeans. I wanted him in me. I wanted so badly for him to make hard hot love to me. I wanted to feel his lips sucking on my nipples and on my clit. I wanted to feel him lick and suck my swollen labia...
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Sexcapades...
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Posted:Jun 28, 2012 3:28 am
Last Updated:May 23, 2024 1:23 pm
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Sexcapades
Chapter 2…You never know
I was rattled by his presence but when he presented me with his card I realised that all he really wanted to do was introduce himself to me. Nothing wrong with that is there, so I took his business card, hardly glanced at it and hurriedly walked past him muttering a quick, thanks. I must admit that once I sat down, I did look at it a little more closely, just to make sure of certain details and when I looked up he was staring at me. I quickly dropped it in my bag and got on with the girl bonding for the night. However, every time I looked up his eyes were on me and I did start to squirm a little under that unrelenting gaze. I wasn't feeling at all comfortable under such close scrutiny and my girls were feeling the pressure too. We decided to head out and that's what we did.
I did not mention the incident to my gal pals coz I felt like it was a little surreal but at the same time, it was kind of exciting keeping under wraps. I also didn't think it warranted any more attention after all it had gotten enough attention while we were hanging out at the last place.
The next day though, I called up one of the girls and told her all about it over a drink. I even carried his card with me for evidence. The girls and I are naturally sceptical about business cards because they could mean everything or completely nothing. The fact that he was the Marketing Manager of a dynamic company in town did not impress us. Where I come from, these positions change every quarter and the cards get printed every month! That notwithstanding, we let it slide and got on with other stuff that we needed to talk about. I did keep the card though, just in case or whatever, actually for no particular reason, not that I was going to call him or anything. It’s just that keeping business cards is habit in the career I am in. One never knows when these cards will come in handy.
TGIF comes around and whats up is trending like crazy. The only question is are we all up for it this Friday? I knew I was and so were the girls. It sometimes baffles me why we do this every Friday and we all know that we are always up for it, lol.
I have my heels on, my outfit is Casual Friday ie skinny jeans and a sparkly T.. I am rocking it this evening and I am feeling good. The red wine is flowing and the conversation is good. I've got a feeling, that tonite's gonna be a good night...hahaha! The boys have come over to hang out so we know that it’s definitely going to be a riot tonight. Then I see HIM standing by the bar. Suddenly I feel all self-conscious and a bit akward. Not that I am attracted to him or anything, but its kinda strange to have that sort of attention. I was thinking about walking up to him just to say hello, I am that kinda of girl you see and as I got up, one of my guy buddies got up too and asked me to dance. Now the thing is that I had already noticed him and was also feeling a bit self-conscious, but decided to go ahead and dance after all, I really did not know him as such and I could say hello afterwards. The band was good that night we danced quite a few rocking numbers before I got back to my seat all sweaty and laughing. I sat down and took a huge swig of my drink and I thought felt eyes on me. I looked up to check if HE was still there…and he was there, only this time he had his back to me. I suddenly felt better about the whole thing and got up and walked over to him to say hello. I got to him and tapped him on his shoulder. He turned round and smiled at me and he gave me a warm peck on both cheeks, introduced me to the guy he was chatting to or may I say, got me to introduce myself to the guy and asked me how I was. Then he gave me a warm hug and said how good it was to see me and how he thought I was a really good dancer. Spur of the moment decision, I decided to ask him to dance and he said yes. I had a good buzz from the wine and the evening was going well, the music was great as always so we got down in a good way. I could say he was a great dancer but that would be lying, he was quite simply a dude with some good moves! He had this sexy way of moving close without actually touching but every time I would turn round he would brush against me. I was beginning to like this guy. As it is in these places these days, there are no slow dances, your work with what you’ve got, so we didn’t get a real chance to conversate. After quite a bit of dancing and I was feeling the pain, lol, I motioned that we should get of f the floor. He then got close and asked if he could get me a drink to thank me for dancing with him but only if I had it with him. No problem, I said, I would love to have a drink and chat with you for a bit.
We walked back to the bar where he had been standing and he ordered a glass of red wine for me and a rocky scotch for himself. After a bit of preliminary chit chat where he mentioned that now that he finally knew my name he would like to get to know me better. I was curious too, so there wasn’t a lot of objection from my end and I had actually started to feel a little intrigued by the dude. We got to chatting and I sort of fell into a really good conversation with a stranger. My girls soon came to let me know that we had to hop so I let HIM know that I was on my way out. He asked if he could walk me out.. No problem , I said, I would love for you to walk me out. So I swigged the last of my drink, got my bag, and we walked out together. When we got to the drive, he asked me where my car was and He walked me to the car and before I put the key in the door I turned around and asked him to kiss me. When he drew me to one side opened the door and proceeded to take my bag off my shoulder and put it in the car I thought … hmmmm. Then he shut the door turned me around gathered me close and kissed me. It was really nice, really really nice. I burrowed into him and he felt really nice too. He had full lips and I do believe these kind of lips are made for kissing. To lick, suck and stroke those lips are a thing of erotic sensuality. To run my tongue over those lips, slip my tongue gently but obviously between those lips, to suck gently but purposely on his tongue…nice, very nice. I ran my hands over his chest, under his arms and over his shoulders…nice, very nice! No sharp bones of seriously hard muscle, just real man underneath my fingers… nice, very nice…
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It had to happen....
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Posted:Jun 27, 2012 3:02 am
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2013 11:22 pm
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I had always thought that sex was this exciting and mind blowing event but so far I had yet to meet anyone who had proven my youthful fantasies. I had met men who kissed up a storm and made the juices drip down my thighs, others who touched me all over and rubbed their hard cocks all over my swollen labia making their beautiful pleasure tools all shiny and wet, others who licked and sucked my clitoris making it throb and thicken with made expectation that drove me crazy with desire and I loved the feel of their cocks sliding in and out of my tight and hot pussy. So getting wet and horny was definitely not a problem for me.
I was always up for a great kiss, a good feel and blow jobs made my clitty tingle and my pussy drip. So I got quite a few practice runs in there. I was looking for that all-consuming feeling that all my girlfriends talked about...
I day dreamed a alot about sex and I didnt mind that I had these fantastic sexual events with the man of the moment. I loved feeling sexy and wet. I loved feeling that dripping wetness sliding past my thong and down my thighs. It always meant that I as in for a good time. I loved sucking cock and watching and feeling it get hard between my lips. I loved that unique taste of precum on my tongue, such a powerful aphrodisiac.
Then I met HIM. I was sitting at our usual girls hang-out having my third glass of red wine with my pals and noticed for like the forth time that night that every time I turned to my right, I found this guy's eyes on me. He was very average looking actually, a little on the pudgy side with a dark complexion. I just noticed him becoz he every time I turned in his direction his eyes were on me and he would smile like he knew me. It got to the point that my pals started commenting on it and looking at him as well.
I got up to go to the ladies and to do that I had to pass by him. His staring had made me a little nervous of walking by him but I had to go or just pee myself right there. I had avoided this moment but decided wth and made the decision. So as I walked past him, I looked him straight in the eye and he smiled a small smile. I gave him a polite smile back but felt slightly better about the whole 'staring' thing. I did my biz in the ladies, put on a bit of lipstick and gloss and got out only to find him standing right outside the ladies...shock on me! I took a little step back but decided to brazen it out after all it occurred to me that he might not be waiting for me. But he was indeed waiting for me. He quickly held a hand out to me as if to introduce himself and reluctant as I was, I gingerly shook his hand while looking over his shoulder to see if I could get help if I needed it...
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