Of course porn, is not always to the answer in achieving a blinding good orgasm.
I call personal porn viewing a “lazy wank” because you don’t have to think or visualize anything as you would if you were simply fantasising over a fantasy. Everything becomes too much too soon and before you know it, the wank and orgasm is over.
The fantasy wank may take a good while longer to cum, but boy; it’s always greater than a lazy wank and it really is a case of “the best comes to those who wait”
To me, wanking is like brewing a good beer, the longer and more thought nurturing you give it, the longer and more satisfying it becomes.
I’ve read somewhere that women are deeper thinkers when it comes to fantasy’s and need more mental stimulation to achieve an orgasm. Men apparently are more visual and are happy as long as whatever porn their watching or whoever their fucking or whatever their fantasising over, then it must be visually outstanding.
I’m always amazed to learn of what gets people off and what brings them to orgasm in their lone personal moments. I like to hear the weird fantasy’s and compare them to my own level of weirdness, so Iv decided to write about my fantasies in my blog from time to time… and hopefully you might be inspired to share some of yours too.
I call this my Route 66 fantasy, now I don’t know where Route 66 starts and ends in America or whether is run’s through the Nervada desert but that’s were I am, hitch-hiking on one of those long roads which sweeps through a hot American state.
I’m standing by the dusty road edge, sporting a sort of cow-girl look, in a short denim mini skirt softened with a white, frilled blouse that ties at the front and supported by sling-back heels – for some reason I have blond curly hair, even though I’m brunette but my height stays the same at 4’11.
(Bloody strange how some things click certain switches) Anyway, the sun is beating down on me and one of those big fancy trucks approaches through the road dust – the shinny type that you see in American movies. It pulls along side me and one of three men inside, pokes his head through the window and asks:
“Wud y’all like a ride Ma’am” he says whilst chewing on some wheat and eye-balling my ample tits.
“Errr, yes, per-lease, to the next state if ya’ll don’t mi-ind” I say, pleased because I’ve finally got a ride.
“Of course we don’t mi-ind!, do we boys!” he gestures to the others and opens the truck door. I struggle climbing up the deep steps into the carriage. “I guess, yo’ll be needing help with that, ….. here let me help you” he kindly offers.
He jumps out, to help me into the truck by pushing my arse up inside the carriage, and again gesturing to his buddies, by smiling and winking confirming that he likes what he sees from the rear.
On entering the truck a second cow-boy is sat in the next passenger seat and asks
“I hope yo’ll don’t mi-ind si-iting ow-n ma knee, it’s a little cramped in here”
“Of course, I am glad for tha ride! I say perching myself on his knee and introducing myself to the driver.
We set off into the long, hot road happily introducing each other and after a couple of miles I can feel the 2nd cowboys cock grow hard underneath me, as I’m sat in his lap. With the rocking of the truck and his stiff cock digging in me, I quickly become aroused.
The 1st cow boy is sat right up close to me on my left, keeps smiling into my cleavage and begins kissing me, rolling his tongue over mine, he slides his hand into my cleavage, releasing my glorious breasts for the driver and 2nd cowboy to see.
“Ohh, you have real naace titties ma’am” say’s the driver and strokes his oil stained hand over them.
The 1st cowboy proceeds to lick each erect nipple, smothering his face in between each bouncing breast.
“Now let’s take a look at her pussy” says the 2nd Cowboy whos lap I’m sat in
and he pulls up my little denim skirt and takes my panties aside to reveal my fully shaved cunt.
All cowboys gaze on at my glistening pussy and the 1st cowboy in no time gets down and tastes my sweet juices, sliding his tongue between my pink little lips bringing me wetter and hornier by the minute.
He then rises in front of me and I can see his cock bulging in his dirty jeans, I unzip him to free his concrete tent-pole erection and start licking the end and shaft, getting all my spit over it, making it moist and I then take it whole in my mouth, sucking vigorously.
Meanwhile, the 2nd cowboy is finger fucking me and preparing me for his cock, he pulls it out of his fly and beings rubbing it between my sodden pussy lips and over my clit. He slides it in with ease, into my bold little cunt. So I slowly begin riding him, cow-girl style whilst, cowboy 1’s cock is deep down my throat.
“Awww boy’s, she has a darn good pussy!” says cowboy 2 and the driver looks on in envy and starts developing a very stiff cock for himself.
He grabs for my tits as I ride him, he pulls my leg’s wide apart driving himself into me, forcing me to fuck faster,
“Oh god, your going to make me cum!” I scream! So I squirt more juices over his cock, he feel’s himself cumming too, right after me and he pull’s out his cock and I wank his plentiful cum over my bold cunt.
“Wow she is hot!” Cheers the 2nd cow boy
“Now it’s my turn!” say’s the 1st cowboy and he bends me over the seats and begins fucking me hard
“Awww, Fuck me!”… “Fuck me HARDER!” I scream
He occasionally begins to spank my arse, and reaches for my blond curls, forcing me onto to him, pulling me by the waist onto his big delicious cock, fucking me roughly as I moan like a banshee.
“Am gunna fuck you like a WHORE!” he says with one big spank across my arse.
I reach into the drivers crotch and his cock feels like a rock through his grease stained jeans, I free it and it’s the biggest cock I’ve ever had the privilege to hold, admiring the thick veins and fat bell-end. I rapidly suck it, as I did with cowboy number 2, staring up at him, while I lick the end and shaft. He roles his head back at the postponed enjoyment but trying to concentrate on the long hot road ahead.
I’m still getting fucked hard by cowboy number 2, he rubs his thumb over my anus and twists and pinches my nipples, the pleasure is overwhelming and I feel myself cum again.
“That’s it, cum on my cock, you SLUT!” SPANK!
Whilst still holding the drivers cock, I have an almighty orgasm, gritting my teeth as it overwhelms me, he pull’s me by the shoulders harder into him and scream out.
“ Oh Yeah! Im cumin on ya dick!” I
He spins me over, taking his own cock and frantically wanks himself over my grand tits.
“AWWWW!!!” He moans, still shooting cum, over my face, sliding it into my mouth so that I can lavish and suck every last drop of cum.
Now, I’ve always cum in my fantasy before actually getting around to fucking the driver, I think the fact that he actually has to pull over seams to much hassle for the fantasy, but I suppose I would like to fuck missionary style on the road side if I had my wicked way and wasn’t so cum hungry.
So I often think about shagging multiple men when wanking, it could be a bunch of
rugby players or the Formula 1 racing team and even a particular favourite of mine –the entire Italian Mafiosa, yes including the fat ones. After all, its just a fantasy, I wouldn’t want to achieve this in real life, there’s only so much cock one can handle, no matter how big of a slut you are.
Oh, and sorry about the dodgy Texas style accent.
Thursday 30 August 2007
Monday 27 August 2007
Last Nights Porn Was "Pants"
How bizarre, as you may have read, that I'm going through a porn mania faze at the moment and last night as usual I put a DVD on before going to sleep. I was intrigued cos it was called "tight and white".......Ummm, sounds racist Ithought….….. Anyway, I popped it in and each scene started with a different girl wearing MASSIVE white cotton pants and then the same "actor" (term used loosely) fucked her wearing them in each scene. Strange. Is anyone else into fucking girls in MASSIVE white pants? If this is the case, why do I bother with expensive lace frillies, when I can get 4 pairs for £3.99 of the cotton variety in ASDA?
Thursday 23 August 2007
Do Girls Like Porn?
The benefit of having two brothers is that there’s always plenty of porn to go around, it happens like this. My older brother loan’s it to my younger brother and then
I then “borrow” it from my younger brother without him knowing. He is also unaware that I have been secretly calling him my “Porn Fairy” in recent years.
You perhaps find it strange that Iv been viewing the same porn as my siblings, but the chances are that they both enjoy different scene’s to what I like and this is the way I’ve managed to justify it to myself.
I’v observed that general porn film’s follow in the sequence so I’m sure there’s something for everyone.
Man & Woman, just to get you in the mood.
Lesbian’s, which look nothing like Lesbian’s - Lad’s favourite, girl-on-girl action
Two Woman and a Man – Now getting kinky, most men’s fantasy
Two Men and a woman – Perhaps something for the ladies or the guy that likes to watch.
Man & Woman – Just to keep it on a level
Mass Orgy or two couple’s – For the grand finale
At the moment I’m going through a bit of a porn mania faze, even though I have a full and active sex life, I see nothing wrong with having a secret moment with some of my favourite porn, but I cannot help wondering if other girls like porn too? I have tried casually asking fellow girl friends when we’ve all been drunk, but none say that they do, or are not likely to admit to it to me anyway. So I feel all alone in this world when it come’s to porn, and would be reassuring to hear from any readers that do, or guy’s-girlfriends that do.
I do find watching porn with a lover a bit strange and I’ve put it down to the following reasons
1. I think couples put the porn on cos they maybe bored of shagging each other
2. I cannot rewind and fast forward the bits I like
3. There are particular scenarios, which I like which I want to watch in my own seedy world
4. I find it a bit strange and would rather concentrate with the job in hand
Is anyone else feeling this?
I then “borrow” it from my younger brother without him knowing. He is also unaware that I have been secretly calling him my “Porn Fairy” in recent years.
You perhaps find it strange that Iv been viewing the same porn as my siblings, but the chances are that they both enjoy different scene’s to what I like and this is the way I’ve managed to justify it to myself.
I’v observed that general porn film’s follow in the sequence so I’m sure there’s something for everyone.
Man & Woman, just to get you in the mood.
Lesbian’s, which look nothing like Lesbian’s - Lad’s favourite, girl-on-girl action
Two Woman and a Man – Now getting kinky, most men’s fantasy
Two Men and a woman – Perhaps something for the ladies or the guy that likes to watch.
Man & Woman – Just to keep it on a level
Mass Orgy or two couple’s – For the grand finale
At the moment I’m going through a bit of a porn mania faze, even though I have a full and active sex life, I see nothing wrong with having a secret moment with some of my favourite porn, but I cannot help wondering if other girls like porn too? I have tried casually asking fellow girl friends when we’ve all been drunk, but none say that they do, or are not likely to admit to it to me anyway. So I feel all alone in this world when it come’s to porn, and would be reassuring to hear from any readers that do, or guy’s-girlfriends that do.
I do find watching porn with a lover a bit strange and I’ve put it down to the following reasons
1. I think couples put the porn on cos they maybe bored of shagging each other
2. I cannot rewind and fast forward the bits I like
3. There are particular scenarios, which I like which I want to watch in my own seedy world
4. I find it a bit strange and would rather concentrate with the job in hand
Is anyone else feeling this?
Wednesday 22 August 2007
The Girl Next Door
The weather god’s have not been kind to us this summer and to be quite honest I’m completely fed up with it. Only the other day I was loading up my car after a massive ASDA shop and the heavens opened, all over my clean-on summer dress and freshly washed and straightened hair, every girl’s nightmare. I stupidly said only 1 hour prior to being pissed on, that “by this afternoon, the sun will have burnt the cloud off ” which angered me even more.
I quickly began to cheer up reversing out of the car park, despite being soaked from top to bottom and started to feel horny as the rain water from my hair dripped under my dress and over my nipples making them stand to attention. Being horny made me remember one particular long hot summer, the kind that grannies tell you about …..
”When summers where summers and winters were winters”
I was fortunate that summer because; I worked nights which meant that I could spend endless days sitting in the garden soaking up this sun, working on a great tan. The sun beating down on specific body parts also made me feel horny and I spent my day lying there thinking up sexual fantasies to later wank over.
I momentarily got bored of this and decided to clean my car. There I was in the front drive soaping down my beloved red mini cooper,
Over the road I could see Dan, in his driveway, staring over. Dan was over 6ft, a thick-set big guy, about 32 years of age and owned a garage in the village, I got the feeling he fancied me from the way he would beam over when I ever passed his garage.
He wondered over to chat to my brother who was also pottering around in the fount garden, but I knew he’d come over just to have a closer look at my arse, that looked fantastic bent over my Mini, while I worked the suds.
To show him I was gratified, I casually flicked the crotch up on my skimpy shorts so that he could get a better view and maybe get to see a pussy lip if he looked hard enough. I was proud of my arse, it was better than Kylies then when I was 19.
I turned around, smiling at him, dipping the sponge and squeezing, allowing the odd splash of suds to drip down my top as I began to clean the roof and I smiled sweetly occasionally as he chatted to my brother.
As it was the weekend I didn’t have to work that night, so I went to my local to meet my friend. It was a wonderful summer’s evening and everyone was out in the beer garden enjoying the warm air. Dan was a regular in the local and I noticed him later on, when I caught him staring over.
After last orders I merrily walked home and was horny and thought that nothing would have pleased me more than a dirty fuck to end the evening. It appeared that my wish had been granted, because when I walked past Dan’s house to get to my own he was standing there waiting for me to return.
“Hello” he said “had a nice evening” he said
.. I smile,
“Would you like to come in for a bit?” he asked .. and added “Julie has gone away for the weekend” and then grinned and cheekily raised his eyebrows.
I was contemplating the age difference, I was 13 years younger than him, Iv always wanted to fuck an older bloke, especially one as big as him, I was tiny in comparison at 4’11 and he was over six foot, which made me feel feminine and sexy.
As soon as we slammed the front door shut behind us, he wasted no time kissing me, pushing me into the wall of the hallway, slowly to begin with, but became ferocious as we inhaled each other.
We gradually snogged our way into the lounge, I sit in the nearest sofa and he kneels down between my legs, pulling my dress over my shoulders to expose my erect little tits, he doesn’t stop kissing me, moving his big rough hands over my tiny frame. My pussy is sodden and I lean back in the chair, he licks each nipple admiring them and taking each breast in his mouth.
He take’s himself further down and pushes up my dress, so that my white, lace panties are in view which compliment my tan that I’d been working so effortlessly on. He pulls them down to show my neatly shaved pussy and begins massaging my pubis, inserting his big thick fingers, into my tight, but sodden hole, making me quiver with each finger-fuck as my juices flow over his wrist.
“Umm, your pussy looks amazing” he comments and buries his head between my legs, still finger fucking me but rolling his tongue over my clit at the same time.
“Oh and you taste good too” he adds.
The waves of pleasure grow through me and I wanted more, so I lean forwards and feel for his cock, bulging wonderfully in Dan’s jean’s, I rapidly free it from his fly and wank it without hesitation, in contrast my hands look tiny against his giant erection.
He sits back in another the chair, I wanted to suck it, but I felt selfish and wanted it in me badly, so I climb over him and slowly lower myself on to it. I’m moaning as he fully enters me, slowly I ride him but it’s difficult riding him there and cannot get any sort of rhythm going. So I gracefully get off and pull him up by the hand.
I then bend over the arm of the arm chair opposite,
“I would like it like this” I confidently say
He was happy to oblige and appeared pleased with my demands, for him to fuck me doggy style although surprised to be taking orders from a 19 year old.
So, he slides my mini dress over my arse, my better-than-kylies arse in fully glory , he parts my pussy lips, and pushes in his big fat cock, deep into my tight, teen pussy . There was a wave of pain and pleasure that rushed through me that made me bite my bottom lip and wonder whether I would be able to accommodate him,
The goose-bumps rise along my back with the second and third stab of his cock.
“Oh Dan, I gasp, that’s it”
“Awww, that’s good” I whisper
Yeah?!, .. and you have such a tight pussy
He reaches out for my nipples, finger-thumbing each of them, I moisten more and my juices flow over his cock, as I get into the rythem of him fucking me, pushing myself back onto him, using my high heels for stability. He pulls my shoulders grinding me into him, his big frame fucking my small one, fucking me harder … and harder
“Oh yes” I whisper
“Ummm yes, you have such a big cock!”
Ohhh, yeah!, I shriek, you’re going to make me cum, I moan
And from then I went blind, and the pleasure struck through me,
“Oh Im cumming” I blurted
I then felt, Dan’s shooting his spunk deep inside me, pumping me full of hot messy cum, moaning out as his orgasm takes him.
We both collapsed and he tells me what a delightful fuck I’d been and again I was proud that I’d said what I wanted because I’d had a lot more fun that way.
I quickly began to cheer up reversing out of the car park, despite being soaked from top to bottom and started to feel horny as the rain water from my hair dripped under my dress and over my nipples making them stand to attention. Being horny made me remember one particular long hot summer, the kind that grannies tell you about …..
”When summers where summers and winters were winters”
I was fortunate that summer because; I worked nights which meant that I could spend endless days sitting in the garden soaking up this sun, working on a great tan. The sun beating down on specific body parts also made me feel horny and I spent my day lying there thinking up sexual fantasies to later wank over.
I momentarily got bored of this and decided to clean my car. There I was in the front drive soaping down my beloved red mini cooper,
Over the road I could see Dan, in his driveway, staring over. Dan was over 6ft, a thick-set big guy, about 32 years of age and owned a garage in the village, I got the feeling he fancied me from the way he would beam over when I ever passed his garage.
He wondered over to chat to my brother who was also pottering around in the fount garden, but I knew he’d come over just to have a closer look at my arse, that looked fantastic bent over my Mini, while I worked the suds.
To show him I was gratified, I casually flicked the crotch up on my skimpy shorts so that he could get a better view and maybe get to see a pussy lip if he looked hard enough. I was proud of my arse, it was better than Kylies then when I was 19.
I turned around, smiling at him, dipping the sponge and squeezing, allowing the odd splash of suds to drip down my top as I began to clean the roof and I smiled sweetly occasionally as he chatted to my brother.
As it was the weekend I didn’t have to work that night, so I went to my local to meet my friend. It was a wonderful summer’s evening and everyone was out in the beer garden enjoying the warm air. Dan was a regular in the local and I noticed him later on, when I caught him staring over.
After last orders I merrily walked home and was horny and thought that nothing would have pleased me more than a dirty fuck to end the evening. It appeared that my wish had been granted, because when I walked past Dan’s house to get to my own he was standing there waiting for me to return.
“Hello” he said “had a nice evening” he said
.. I smile,
“Would you like to come in for a bit?” he asked .. and added “Julie has gone away for the weekend” and then grinned and cheekily raised his eyebrows.
I was contemplating the age difference, I was 13 years younger than him, Iv always wanted to fuck an older bloke, especially one as big as him, I was tiny in comparison at 4’11 and he was over six foot, which made me feel feminine and sexy.
As soon as we slammed the front door shut behind us, he wasted no time kissing me, pushing me into the wall of the hallway, slowly to begin with, but became ferocious as we inhaled each other.
We gradually snogged our way into the lounge, I sit in the nearest sofa and he kneels down between my legs, pulling my dress over my shoulders to expose my erect little tits, he doesn’t stop kissing me, moving his big rough hands over my tiny frame. My pussy is sodden and I lean back in the chair, he licks each nipple admiring them and taking each breast in his mouth.
He take’s himself further down and pushes up my dress, so that my white, lace panties are in view which compliment my tan that I’d been working so effortlessly on. He pulls them down to show my neatly shaved pussy and begins massaging my pubis, inserting his big thick fingers, into my tight, but sodden hole, making me quiver with each finger-fuck as my juices flow over his wrist.
“Umm, your pussy looks amazing” he comments and buries his head between my legs, still finger fucking me but rolling his tongue over my clit at the same time.
“Oh and you taste good too” he adds.
The waves of pleasure grow through me and I wanted more, so I lean forwards and feel for his cock, bulging wonderfully in Dan’s jean’s, I rapidly free it from his fly and wank it without hesitation, in contrast my hands look tiny against his giant erection.
He sits back in another the chair, I wanted to suck it, but I felt selfish and wanted it in me badly, so I climb over him and slowly lower myself on to it. I’m moaning as he fully enters me, slowly I ride him but it’s difficult riding him there and cannot get any sort of rhythm going. So I gracefully get off and pull him up by the hand.
I then bend over the arm of the arm chair opposite,
“I would like it like this” I confidently say
He was happy to oblige and appeared pleased with my demands, for him to fuck me doggy style although surprised to be taking orders from a 19 year old.
So, he slides my mini dress over my arse, my better-than-kylies arse in fully glory , he parts my pussy lips, and pushes in his big fat cock, deep into my tight, teen pussy . There was a wave of pain and pleasure that rushed through me that made me bite my bottom lip and wonder whether I would be able to accommodate him,
The goose-bumps rise along my back with the second and third stab of his cock.
“Oh Dan, I gasp, that’s it”
“Awww, that’s good” I whisper
Yeah?!, .. and you have such a tight pussy
He reaches out for my nipples, finger-thumbing each of them, I moisten more and my juices flow over his cock, as I get into the rythem of him fucking me, pushing myself back onto him, using my high heels for stability. He pulls my shoulders grinding me into him, his big frame fucking my small one, fucking me harder … and harder
“Oh yes” I whisper
“Ummm yes, you have such a big cock!”
Ohhh, yeah!, I shriek, you’re going to make me cum, I moan
And from then I went blind, and the pleasure struck through me,
“Oh Im cumming” I blurted
I then felt, Dan’s shooting his spunk deep inside me, pumping me full of hot messy cum, moaning out as his orgasm takes him.
We both collapsed and he tells me what a delightful fuck I’d been and again I was proud that I’d said what I wanted because I’d had a lot more fun that way.
Saturday 18 August 2007
General Stuff
My profile is crap, so here some general facts:
I’m 4’11
My music collection is Eclectic, from Eminem to Elvis
I love out door beauty
I like art by Toulouse Lautrec
My parents are divorced and was raised by my mum
I like walking in the Derbyshire Dales & Lake District
I started the out-of-control trifle riot of 82 during a Brownie commemorative party
celebrating the wedding of Charles & Di
I believe that positive thinking will solve everything
I get to go to India with work, but only get to see factories, to encourage ethical working conditions
I rush things, which makes me clumsy and scatty
I am brunette
I hate soaps & game shows
I have an innocent face, but cheeky smile
I like people that are humble
I love pasta with a good red wine
My car is rancid, but otherwise I love to clean
I’m head of a department
I lived on a council estate until I was 14 next door to a family of 8, all of which were unemployed except for a Doberman, who’s job it was to bark from 5am
I am white and British but from Italian descent
I’m a Sagittarius
I have a younger brother that developed a mental health condition in his teens, which I try to help him with
I have another older brother who has his own business
I once pooed in the bath and blamed it on my younger brother- which is probably why he became ill
I always dress up as wonder woman for hen parties
I loved Sunday school until I got some pubes
I’m 4’11
My music collection is Eclectic, from Eminem to Elvis
I love out door beauty
I like art by Toulouse Lautrec
My parents are divorced and was raised by my mum
I like walking in the Derbyshire Dales & Lake District
I started the out-of-control trifle riot of 82 during a Brownie commemorative party
celebrating the wedding of Charles & Di
I believe that positive thinking will solve everything
I get to go to India with work, but only get to see factories, to encourage ethical working conditions
I rush things, which makes me clumsy and scatty
I am brunette
I hate soaps & game shows
I have an innocent face, but cheeky smile
I like people that are humble
I love pasta with a good red wine
My car is rancid, but otherwise I love to clean
I’m head of a department
I lived on a council estate until I was 14 next door to a family of 8, all of which were unemployed except for a Doberman, who’s job it was to bark from 5am
I am white and British but from Italian descent
I’m a Sagittarius
I have a younger brother that developed a mental health condition in his teens, which I try to help him with
I have another older brother who has his own business
I once pooed in the bath and blamed it on my younger brother- which is probably why he became ill
I always dress up as wonder woman for hen parties
I loved Sunday school until I got some pubes
Friday 17 August 2007
Risky Business
During the end of the 90’s I was returning from Manchester via train after a night of awesome partying at the Hacienda with some lively Manc’s that I’d recently met whilst holidaying in Greece.
It was the summer of love and everyone, were indulging in £25 ecstasy pills which I recall ravers nick named recent batches “Mick Jaggers”. If you have ever experienced mass crowds on MDMA you will know how loved up people become, with the euphoric atmosphere that builds with the beat of the music that puts revellers on the love adrenalin super-highway.
I recall one girl bouncing over to furiously hug me, with pupils like satellite dishes and clutching her mineral water bottle to inform me that I was amazing as she had the same T-Shirt at home as what I was wearing, strange I know, but only being 17 so I went along with it. I never did these drugs, but I occasionally had a dab of amphetamine to keep me awake if it were a heavy all-nighter.
So on the train the next day and I’m still feeling that love adrenalin that’s infectious which has again been brought on by the motions of the train. Two stations south of Manchester and this handsome boy jumps on about my age, I immediately make eye contact and he smiles at me through his chin-length, sun bleached blond hair and sits opposite, across the table from me.
With my head rested back, I return a smile keeping the eye-contact. There’s an air of shyness about him, which is making me horny as I stair into his green eye’s and golden completion.
“Going anywhere nice” I ask?
“Returning home to Chesterfield ” he say’s appearing pleased that I’d began a conversation
“I’m going home too, just spent the weekend in Manchester, have been to the Hacienda” I say all smug and matter of fact.
Casually chatting and flirting, I lean forward, resting my elbows on the table, cupping my chin with my hand and keeping the eye-contact. I really fancied him and wanted to make a move and manipulate his shyness, so I slide my foot under the table and started to brush against his ankle. He gradually leans forward too, looking flustered, mirroring me, wresting his elbows on the table and continues to smile
“My stops coming soon” he say’s becoming disappointed
“In that case ill have to do this then”
Further forward I lean and gently begin kissing him, gently rolling my lips over his, teasing his tongue with mine and bringing us both into a deep transfixed kiss.
NEXT STATION CHESTERFIELD came on the announcement
Holding his neck, I pull away gently, softly biting his bottom lip slowly finishing, both keeping eye contact. He hurriedly searches in his pockets for a pen and paper
“here’s my number” as he say’s, shaking as he writing the numbers down.
..Promise you’ll ring”
“of course” I lie
“Promise” he finally says
He leaves the train, occasionally turning to keep the eye contact. He reaches the platform gazing through the glass for a last look and I gently smiled back.
I wish he had'nt have had to get off at Chesterfield, my pussy was wet and I would have loved to marched him in the toilet so he could eat it, gobbling my juices.
So, I went to the toilets all by myself and rubbed my wet little clit into a frenzied orgasm thinking of the boy with sun bleached hair, golden completion and great bone
structure. My stop was announced shortly after and after gathering my belongings, I threw my ticket into the bin along with the boy’s telephone number.
At the age of 17, I was proud of my confidence in cooley seducing a stranger on the Midland Mainline. I think I’d recently been watching the film Risky Business that subconsciously gave me the idea. I then wish I was a leggy-blond and looked like Rebecca De Mornay.
It was the summer of love and everyone, were indulging in £25 ecstasy pills which I recall ravers nick named recent batches “Mick Jaggers”. If you have ever experienced mass crowds on MDMA you will know how loved up people become, with the euphoric atmosphere that builds with the beat of the music that puts revellers on the love adrenalin super-highway.
I recall one girl bouncing over to furiously hug me, with pupils like satellite dishes and clutching her mineral water bottle to inform me that I was amazing as she had the same T-Shirt at home as what I was wearing, strange I know, but only being 17 so I went along with it. I never did these drugs, but I occasionally had a dab of amphetamine to keep me awake if it were a heavy all-nighter.
So on the train the next day and I’m still feeling that love adrenalin that’s infectious which has again been brought on by the motions of the train. Two stations south of Manchester and this handsome boy jumps on about my age, I immediately make eye contact and he smiles at me through his chin-length, sun bleached blond hair and sits opposite, across the table from me.
With my head rested back, I return a smile keeping the eye-contact. There’s an air of shyness about him, which is making me horny as I stair into his green eye’s and golden completion.
“Going anywhere nice” I ask?
“Returning home to Chesterfield ” he say’s appearing pleased that I’d began a conversation
“I’m going home too, just spent the weekend in Manchester, have been to the Hacienda” I say all smug and matter of fact.
Casually chatting and flirting, I lean forward, resting my elbows on the table, cupping my chin with my hand and keeping the eye-contact. I really fancied him and wanted to make a move and manipulate his shyness, so I slide my foot under the table and started to brush against his ankle. He gradually leans forward too, looking flustered, mirroring me, wresting his elbows on the table and continues to smile
“My stops coming soon” he say’s becoming disappointed
“In that case ill have to do this then”
Further forward I lean and gently begin kissing him, gently rolling my lips over his, teasing his tongue with mine and bringing us both into a deep transfixed kiss.
NEXT STATION CHESTERFIELD came on the announcement
Holding his neck, I pull away gently, softly biting his bottom lip slowly finishing, both keeping eye contact. He hurriedly searches in his pockets for a pen and paper
“here’s my number” as he say’s, shaking as he writing the numbers down.
..Promise you’ll ring”
“of course” I lie
“Promise” he finally says
He leaves the train, occasionally turning to keep the eye contact. He reaches the platform gazing through the glass for a last look and I gently smiled back.
I wish he had'nt have had to get off at Chesterfield, my pussy was wet and I would have loved to marched him in the toilet so he could eat it, gobbling my juices.
So, I went to the toilets all by myself and rubbed my wet little clit into a frenzied orgasm thinking of the boy with sun bleached hair, golden completion and great bone
structure. My stop was announced shortly after and after gathering my belongings, I threw my ticket into the bin along with the boy’s telephone number.
At the age of 17, I was proud of my confidence in cooley seducing a stranger on the Midland Mainline. I think I’d recently been watching the film Risky Business that subconsciously gave me the idea. I then wish I was a leggy-blond and looked like Rebecca De Mornay.
Wednesday 15 August 2007
Monogamy
I have never been faithful up until now. All throughout my life I’ve had serious boyfriend’s but has never been able to remain fully true to them. I’ve always had a main boyfriend and a couple of fuck buddies at any given time. I know that this is deceit and unforgivable, but I have never been able to resist the opportunity to ride a willing strangers cock into the small hours. . I love the chase and the chemistry you get when you both notice each other for the first time, when he telepathically tells you he wants to fuck your brains out. You know you look good for the party that evening, so you respond with that innocent “under the hat look” and before you know it, you’ve both snuck outside and your down on your knees sucking his heavenly cock, whilst your other half, is by a lake somewhere …….fishing for coy carp.
Do you eat the same food each night?
Now, I’ve justified this to myself a thousand times during my days of deceit and my main conclusion is that I’ve never believed in monogamy, to me its monotony. It doesn’t seam normal to have sex with just one person throughout ones life and to me normal is exploring and being intimate with as many partners as one desire’s.
If monogamy is normal, then why do some people find being monogamous so difficult? Some people become bored shit-less of fucking the same person after 6 or 7 years. Surely, Hugh Grant supports this theory, he must have been bored with Liz or he wouldn’t have had his night of sin with Divine, despite how hot we all find Hurley. People say he was mad for getting involved with an LA call girl, I don’t, I just think that he was bored of the same hole and fancied something very different.
I suspect that relationships within the Animal Kingdom are not too different; once they have produced their young, they sing their mating calls again in search for a new lover. To me it seams that were only animals and the true meaning of life is to breed and replace ourselves to keep them cogs turning.
My other excuse was that I had a long turn partner from the age of 16, (We shall call him Pete … after Peter Pan). Although Pete and I were very much in love, it took us two years to agree that we were no longer fuck buddies and from then on (for the next 10 years) we had an on/off relationship. On several occasions
he took time out from me to go travelling which naturally left me feeling lonely and horny and not knowing whether it was on or off. With being in my teens and early twenties, I was in my prime and I had the right to experiment.
Reasons for being unfaithful & having casual sex
Sex never becomes samey and boring
You feel free
Sometimes you can take home new sex techniques to your main partner, that you learned from your snide one
You rarely have sex in the bed room
Perfect reason for crotch-less panties
In the end he was unfaithful to me too and eventually we destroyed each other causing jealousy and pain, which is the reason I have chosen to stay faithful to my current long term lover – well fiancé, yep, were engaged! that say’s a lot for me, not being a marriage fan, but Iv come to learn that loving relationships are special and should be nurtured if there worth it.
Reasons for being faithful
You don’t have to lead a double or triple life
Guilt free
You don’t have to drive around at 105mph
Sex can be better and more intimate with a long term lover
You don’t need to be paranoid of where you’ve left your mobile or whether you emails are open
You get more cuddles and tell no lies
You don’t have to get friends and relatives to cover up for you
You only have to remember 1 name
You love them dearly
You get told I love you
It doesn’t matter if you haven’t done your Brazilian that week
My fiancé proposed to me only two weeks ago which is one of the reasons I’m writing this blog, to allow me to reflect and dwell on my past , to mentally reenact and remember those erotic moments, which shall leave me in good stead for a life of monogamy.
Do you eat the same food each night?
Now, I’ve justified this to myself a thousand times during my days of deceit and my main conclusion is that I’ve never believed in monogamy, to me its monotony. It doesn’t seam normal to have sex with just one person throughout ones life and to me normal is exploring and being intimate with as many partners as one desire’s.
If monogamy is normal, then why do some people find being monogamous so difficult? Some people become bored shit-less of fucking the same person after 6 or 7 years. Surely, Hugh Grant supports this theory, he must have been bored with Liz or he wouldn’t have had his night of sin with Divine, despite how hot we all find Hurley. People say he was mad for getting involved with an LA call girl, I don’t, I just think that he was bored of the same hole and fancied something very different.
I suspect that relationships within the Animal Kingdom are not too different; once they have produced their young, they sing their mating calls again in search for a new lover. To me it seams that were only animals and the true meaning of life is to breed and replace ourselves to keep them cogs turning.
My other excuse was that I had a long turn partner from the age of 16, (We shall call him Pete … after Peter Pan). Although Pete and I were very much in love, it took us two years to agree that we were no longer fuck buddies and from then on (for the next 10 years) we had an on/off relationship. On several occasions
he took time out from me to go travelling which naturally left me feeling lonely and horny and not knowing whether it was on or off. With being in my teens and early twenties, I was in my prime and I had the right to experiment.
Reasons for being unfaithful & having casual sex
Sex never becomes samey and boring
You feel free
Sometimes you can take home new sex techniques to your main partner, that you learned from your snide one
You rarely have sex in the bed room
Perfect reason for crotch-less panties
In the end he was unfaithful to me too and eventually we destroyed each other causing jealousy and pain, which is the reason I have chosen to stay faithful to my current long term lover – well fiancé, yep, were engaged! that say’s a lot for me, not being a marriage fan, but Iv come to learn that loving relationships are special and should be nurtured if there worth it.
Reasons for being faithful
You don’t have to lead a double or triple life
Guilt free
You don’t have to drive around at 105mph
Sex can be better and more intimate with a long term lover
You don’t need to be paranoid of where you’ve left your mobile or whether you emails are open
You get more cuddles and tell no lies
You don’t have to get friends and relatives to cover up for you
You only have to remember 1 name
You love them dearly
You get told I love you
It doesn’t matter if you haven’t done your Brazilian that week
My fiancé proposed to me only two weeks ago which is one of the reasons I’m writing this blog, to allow me to reflect and dwell on my past , to mentally reenact and remember those erotic moments, which shall leave me in good stead for a life of monogamy.
Sunday 12 August 2007
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