Wow! I met a guy from Italia today online. It's such a coincidence since today was the world cup finals and it was between Italy and France .... And Italy won 5 - 3 over those french bastards! He seems to be very nice and interesting and into some very kinky sex. He mentioned anal fisting which I'm not excited about at all and told him as much. He's coming to Ja supposedly in August and wants to meet me, fuck me and take pics of my pussy. These are the things I've warned people about and I must say I'm slightly tempted to meet him.
We chatted on MSN today and our conversation left me wet, I had to touch myself when I came offline. Am I sick and twisted? Masturbating for/to someone I don't even know. I'm really desperado. I need to meet someone nice that I can connect with on every level. Someone who is interesting, ambitious, caring and into pleasure. Where is he? Or she? (I'm keeping my options open here). I can't wait to find them.
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Thursday, June 22, 2006
It's Been A While
That title is so appropriate. It's been a while for a lot of things for me:
It's been a while since I posted on this blog
It's been a while since I've talked to a few friends
It's been a while since I've been kissed
It's been a while since I've been fucked nice and good
I guess there is a time and season for everything.
It's not like anyone reads this blog anyway but I will continue to post. Someone may saunter around here one day.
So, to anyone who cares, I'm still alive. Things are not going exactly the way I want but I have life so I'm optimistic.
Take care everyone.
Peace out ... from Natalie.
It's been a while since I posted on this blog
It's been a while since I've talked to a few friends
It's been a while since I've been kissed
It's been a while since I've been fucked nice and good
I guess there is a time and season for everything.
It's not like anyone reads this blog anyway but I will continue to post. Someone may saunter around here one day.
So, to anyone who cares, I'm still alive. Things are not going exactly the way I want but I have life so I'm optimistic.
Take care everyone.
Peace out ... from Natalie.
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Memories ... cont'd
Bret wanted to know how to go down on a woman. I had never had a man go down on me before so I was very excited about the prospect of finally experiencing this great sexual encounter I had heard so much about. We arranged to meet at the usual spot on Sunday night. So as not to arouse much suspiscion, I went there early before he came over. As our luck would have it, only the man of the house was home, the 2 girls and baby boy and mother were at the grand parents so it made it much easier for us to be alone. As the time got darker and later, Bret had actually gotten a VHS of porn for us to watch ... Him did really serious. So, we proceeded to watch.
It started with innocent little touches of my breasts and nipples. Light squeezes, hard pinches, firm rubbing. I was enjoying every minute of it and my pussy started to get wetter and wetter with his every touch. He left me for about 2 minutes during which I continued to touch myself. When he came back he told me that he just went to see if the man of the house was asleep or what ... and he was. I had worn a skirt so that his access would be easy and seemless and in case we thought we would get caught, it would be easy for me to fix my clothes so no one would suspect what was really happening. He raised my skirt, pushed my panty aside and started to kiss me between my legs. I was ecstatic. The first touch of his tongue on my pussy was electrifying. He continued to suck and lick, bite and pull all parts of my pussy, each arousing me in a totally different way. By then, we had forgotten about the movie in the video since we were basically making our own blue movie at that time.
It didn't take long for my first orgasm to rock over my body. He focussed on my clit just perfectly. It was hard to believe that he was doing this for the first time. Whatever he had been watching had taught him well cause he was giving me a pleasure I had never felt before.
After cumming very hard, we took a break and I asked him,
"Are you sure you have never done this before?"
He assured me that this was his first time.
I found it very hard to believe and he said he enjoyed it so much. I asked him what was it he liked about doing it:
1. The way I tasted
2. The way my pussy felt in his mouth
3. How wet it got me, so much more than when he fondles me
4. The way I react when he touches certain spots with his tongue
5. Feeling me cum all over his face
6. The level of pleasure it gave me
He gave me 6 orgasms that night. I finally experienced the "climbing the wall backwards" that I had heard occurs when a man goes down on a woman. It was like he couldn't get enough of me and every time he made me come again it was just like he wanted to do it again and again and again. Honestly, I don't think I could have managed another orgasm that night, although he begged me so much. He followed me home and wanted to go down on me right outside my house on the stairs. I had to send him home telling him to save some for another time. He finally agreed. When I got inside, I just remembered each orgasm he gave me that night and just smiled with pleasure.
It started with innocent little touches of my breasts and nipples. Light squeezes, hard pinches, firm rubbing. I was enjoying every minute of it and my pussy started to get wetter and wetter with his every touch. He left me for about 2 minutes during which I continued to touch myself. When he came back he told me that he just went to see if the man of the house was asleep or what ... and he was. I had worn a skirt so that his access would be easy and seemless and in case we thought we would get caught, it would be easy for me to fix my clothes so no one would suspect what was really happening. He raised my skirt, pushed my panty aside and started to kiss me between my legs. I was ecstatic. The first touch of his tongue on my pussy was electrifying. He continued to suck and lick, bite and pull all parts of my pussy, each arousing me in a totally different way. By then, we had forgotten about the movie in the video since we were basically making our own blue movie at that time.
It didn't take long for my first orgasm to rock over my body. He focussed on my clit just perfectly. It was hard to believe that he was doing this for the first time. Whatever he had been watching had taught him well cause he was giving me a pleasure I had never felt before.
After cumming very hard, we took a break and I asked him,
"Are you sure you have never done this before?"
He assured me that this was his first time.
I found it very hard to believe and he said he enjoyed it so much. I asked him what was it he liked about doing it:
1. The way I tasted
2. The way my pussy felt in his mouth
3. How wet it got me, so much more than when he fondles me
4. The way I react when he touches certain spots with his tongue
5. Feeling me cum all over his face
6. The level of pleasure it gave me
He gave me 6 orgasms that night. I finally experienced the "climbing the wall backwards" that I had heard occurs when a man goes down on a woman. It was like he couldn't get enough of me and every time he made me come again it was just like he wanted to do it again and again and again. Honestly, I don't think I could have managed another orgasm that night, although he begged me so much. He followed me home and wanted to go down on me right outside my house on the stairs. I had to send him home telling him to save some for another time. He finally agreed. When I got inside, I just remembered each orgasm he gave me that night and just smiled with pleasure.
Huh ... Now U Know.
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Saturday, January 14, 2006
Men ... when will some of them get it??
This past week, I played the role of counsellor to 3 women who are having problems with their man. Even though I'm younger than most of these women, some say I am wise beyond my years and people, even those I consider mere acqauintances come to me for advice because they know I'll keep it real, I won't take sides, I'll be objective and give them my honest opinion.
The scenario that got to me the most was one of a woman, 37 years old. Involved in a relationship with a man for almost 20 years. They share 2 children together. Now, the man was called away as a result of his job for a short stint and the short stint turned into 4 years and counting. Needless to say he basically started another life while away on assignment, almost neglecting his family and told lie upon lie upon lie. Even when he was confronted with evidence of his infidelity, he still continued to vehemently deny the allegations brought against him.
What is it about a man that prevents them from being faithful? If you love someone, why would you want to do something that you KNOW would hurt the person you claim to love if they knew about it? The saying "Wheh eye nuh see, heart nuh leap" is such a true statement. "What you don't know won't hurt you".
I would never tell someone to leave their man. That is their own decision to make. What I try to do is to make the picture clearer. "Love is Blind". I hate to hear of people being hurt in relationships. For this woman, she has remained faithful to him for the entire time that he has been away and I can only imagine the pain and hurt she felt looking at those pictures of her man with another woman in very intimate situations. On top of it, these other women were calling her, and telling her that the man told them that there was no relationship between him and her and that she is just the mother of his children. That is like a slap in the face to someone who has been resisting temptation, raising your children, taking care of business at home, dealing with various situations of violence experienced. I'm so relieved she didn't have a nervous breakdown.
Ok, it's official: Men are complete idiots who don't know a good thing when they see one or have it. They don't give a shit about anything else but themselves, and yet expect us to be faithful, take care of their every need, satisfy them in bed, raise their children, pay the bills and I could go on and on and on. When will they get it? Wishful thinking, cause I believe they never will.
The scenario that got to me the most was one of a woman, 37 years old. Involved in a relationship with a man for almost 20 years. They share 2 children together. Now, the man was called away as a result of his job for a short stint and the short stint turned into 4 years and counting. Needless to say he basically started another life while away on assignment, almost neglecting his family and told lie upon lie upon lie. Even when he was confronted with evidence of his infidelity, he still continued to vehemently deny the allegations brought against him.
What is it about a man that prevents them from being faithful? If you love someone, why would you want to do something that you KNOW would hurt the person you claim to love if they knew about it? The saying "Wheh eye nuh see, heart nuh leap" is such a true statement. "What you don't know won't hurt you".
I would never tell someone to leave their man. That is their own decision to make. What I try to do is to make the picture clearer. "Love is Blind". I hate to hear of people being hurt in relationships. For this woman, she has remained faithful to him for the entire time that he has been away and I can only imagine the pain and hurt she felt looking at those pictures of her man with another woman in very intimate situations. On top of it, these other women were calling her, and telling her that the man told them that there was no relationship between him and her and that she is just the mother of his children. That is like a slap in the face to someone who has been resisting temptation, raising your children, taking care of business at home, dealing with various situations of violence experienced. I'm so relieved she didn't have a nervous breakdown.
Ok, it's official: Men are complete idiots who don't know a good thing when they see one or have it. They don't give a shit about anything else but themselves, and yet expect us to be faithful, take care of their every need, satisfy them in bed, raise their children, pay the bills and I could go on and on and on. When will they get it? Wishful thinking, cause I believe they never will.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Memories
Today I was remembering a very exhilirating experience that started to happen to me when I was about 14 years old. I learnt at a very early age about my sexuality. Background: I was sexually molested at a young age by a family member, was hurt about it, felt violated about it and not sure what to do about it. It was shortly after this awful experience that I started to masturbate. Giving myself pleasure was the only thing on my mind. Every chance I got to be alone would find me touching myself over and over again, trying to find that one spot that made me feel "good".
When I was 16, I formally met a guy, we'll call him Bret, through some friends of my family. I had seen him around in my neighbourhood but we never spoke before. Bret was younger than I was. Maybe 13 or so. I always noticed him looking at me. I knew I was quite sexy but thought it presumptious of this "little boy" to be looking at me. Well, one day, Bret and I were alone at our friend's house. He said he was bored and wanted something to do and I was horny as hell.
Me: "Have you ever touched a woman?"
B: "No"
Me: "Come here"
He didn't resist. He came to sit in the couch with me and I told him to touch my breasts. He was very clumsy as this was his first experience with a woman. He wasn't doing it quite right so I had to direct him, tell him what to do, where to touch, how hard, how fast, where to squeeze and so on. I must say that he was a fast learner. After this lesson, I proceeded to teach him how to use his mouth. It was almost like all of this just came naturally to him because by the time we were through on that day, he was feeling and touching my breasts better than some of the men that had gotten the chance to do so before him.
What excited me even more was how interested Bret was in learning. After that day, he would constantly call me to ask me when was his next lesson. And so began the student-teacher relationship between us. In addition, he had now developed this passion for porn "blue movies" and also became an avid watcher of those. He even shared a few of them with me whenever we had the house to ourselves.
You can only imagine my shock when a couple of weeks after, Bret called to say that he wants to know how to go down on a woman.
When I was 16, I formally met a guy, we'll call him Bret, through some friends of my family. I had seen him around in my neighbourhood but we never spoke before. Bret was younger than I was. Maybe 13 or so. I always noticed him looking at me. I knew I was quite sexy but thought it presumptious of this "little boy" to be looking at me. Well, one day, Bret and I were alone at our friend's house. He said he was bored and wanted something to do and I was horny as hell.
Me: "Have you ever touched a woman?"
B: "No"
Me: "Come here"
He didn't resist. He came to sit in the couch with me and I told him to touch my breasts. He was very clumsy as this was his first experience with a woman. He wasn't doing it quite right so I had to direct him, tell him what to do, where to touch, how hard, how fast, where to squeeze and so on. I must say that he was a fast learner. After this lesson, I proceeded to teach him how to use his mouth. It was almost like all of this just came naturally to him because by the time we were through on that day, he was feeling and touching my breasts better than some of the men that had gotten the chance to do so before him.
What excited me even more was how interested Bret was in learning. After that day, he would constantly call me to ask me when was his next lesson. And so began the student-teacher relationship between us. In addition, he had now developed this passion for porn "blue movies" and also became an avid watcher of those. He even shared a few of them with me whenever we had the house to ourselves.
You can only imagine my shock when a couple of weeks after, Bret called to say that he wants to know how to go down on a woman.
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Depression
I'm so fucking depressed. I'm feeling overwhelmed with loneliness. Is it right for someone as sweet as me to feel this way? Why am I always hurt over and over again? Because I fucking allow people to take advantage of my feelings all the fucking time. It is depressing. I wish there was someone that I could talk to but everyone that I have ever trusted or opened up myself to has stabbed me in the back so deep that the pain is never forgotten. And so the decision is mine to put up the likes of a Berlin Wall to keep out intruders who will hurt me if they get a chance. I'm sick and tired of feeling like this. I might as well just die. Who would miss me? Absolutely no one.
Thursday, November 24, 2005
It's Been A While
It has been a long time since I've been here. I'm not even sure anyone is reading anymore.
Just letting you know that I'm still here, horny as ever, getting lots of pleasure and will have many stories to tell in a little while.
Grrrrr!
Just letting you know that I'm still here, horny as ever, getting lots of pleasure and will have many stories to tell in a little while.
Grrrrr!
Friday, August 26, 2005
A New Obsession
For some strange reason I've developed this obsession of taking pictures of my pussy. It is so amazing, I used to think pussies on a whole were not that attractive to look at ... but I have to take that back and give credit where it is due! Pussies are BEAUTIFUL ... ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL. I have taken some pics of "Petunia" this week and it makes me wet just looking at myself. Is that sick? Is that demented? If it is, I don't care. I have 2 variations of pics, some with a little hair and some with close to no hair at all. The feature that stands out the most to me is the lips. They are so plump, juicy-looking, pink/red depending on my arousal level and just compliments my amply sized clit smack right in the middle.
I can think of so many men who would love an opportunity to see my treasure ... tough luck for them.
It's official ... without contest ... I may very well have the most beautiful pussy in the world.
I can think of so many men who would love an opportunity to see my treasure ... tough luck for them.
It's official ... without contest ... I may very well have the most beautiful pussy in the world.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Did I Touch You?
A Friday night, a couple of years ago. My best friend, she called me her sister. We connected on so many levels at the time. This night in particular, she was spending the weekend with me. We always had so much fun together. We were very open with each other.
We were both horny. In need of a hard cock in our cunt. Unfortunately, neither of our men were in sight. Being the gracious host, I said I would go in the living room so she could pleasure herself while I did the same. She refused saying she couldn't chase me out of my own room .. I asked what we were going to do then cause we were very horny and needed to be satisfied. She suggested that we just masturbate together in the room. So we started - she was doing herself and I was doing myself.
It is still a blur as to how it went to the next level but we both had our hand in the other's panties. I remember the feel of her pussy like it was yesterday. So soft, velvety, warm, moist, juicy, wonderful. I carressed her pussy, massaged her clit gently. She did the same to me. I couldn't believe this was happening. This was my first encounter with someone of the same sex and I admit, I was excited. We continued to touch each other. I felt her fingers working in my panties. Our breathing got deeper. I took off my panties and she took off hers. I remember taking her blouse up and exposing her breasts. They were so full, so firm and her nipples were like chocolate. They tasted so sweet and felt so good between my lips. I sucked them, I bit them, I circled my tongue around them. She was loving it. She moaned ... no, she purred. The moisture between her labia got more as I sucked her nipples and I started to rub her clit harder. She started to thrust her hips, fucking my fingers and it took me to a place of ecstacy I had never felt before. I was pleasing the most special person in my life. This intensified my eroticism at that point. She began to cum. She bucked, writhed, almost screamed but her orgasm shook my bed and I felt her juices flow over my fingers.
Now it was my turn. She returned the favour by caressing my clit just the way I liked it. My orgasm was quick. No more than 3 minutes after she started to focus on me, I could feel the familiar warm feeling all over my body as I came. It was wonderful and I was happy to have shared it with someone so special to me.
My only regret is not taking it even further - tasting her ... giving her the ultimate pleasure.
Now, I'll never get that opportunity. I have never had another encounter with another female. And I never will. It is nice to reminisce though about the things that once were.
We were both horny. In need of a hard cock in our cunt. Unfortunately, neither of our men were in sight. Being the gracious host, I said I would go in the living room so she could pleasure herself while I did the same. She refused saying she couldn't chase me out of my own room .. I asked what we were going to do then cause we were very horny and needed to be satisfied. She suggested that we just masturbate together in the room. So we started - she was doing herself and I was doing myself.
It is still a blur as to how it went to the next level but we both had our hand in the other's panties. I remember the feel of her pussy like it was yesterday. So soft, velvety, warm, moist, juicy, wonderful. I carressed her pussy, massaged her clit gently. She did the same to me. I couldn't believe this was happening. This was my first encounter with someone of the same sex and I admit, I was excited. We continued to touch each other. I felt her fingers working in my panties. Our breathing got deeper. I took off my panties and she took off hers. I remember taking her blouse up and exposing her breasts. They were so full, so firm and her nipples were like chocolate. They tasted so sweet and felt so good between my lips. I sucked them, I bit them, I circled my tongue around them. She was loving it. She moaned ... no, she purred. The moisture between her labia got more as I sucked her nipples and I started to rub her clit harder. She started to thrust her hips, fucking my fingers and it took me to a place of ecstacy I had never felt before. I was pleasing the most special person in my life. This intensified my eroticism at that point. She began to cum. She bucked, writhed, almost screamed but her orgasm shook my bed and I felt her juices flow over my fingers.
Now it was my turn. She returned the favour by caressing my clit just the way I liked it. My orgasm was quick. No more than 3 minutes after she started to focus on me, I could feel the familiar warm feeling all over my body as I came. It was wonderful and I was happy to have shared it with someone so special to me.
My only regret is not taking it even further - tasting her ... giving her the ultimate pleasure.
Now, I'll never get that opportunity. I have never had another encounter with another female. And I never will. It is nice to reminisce though about the things that once were.
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Where Can We Go To Fuck?
D is about 50-something. Divorced and re-Married. 3 children from his first marriage. 1 child from a one night stand. We've been communicating since I was 15 years old. We used to have phone sex ever so often. He just loved the way I sounded when I came on the phone.
I have never had sex with him, but he is always there when I need to get my pussy sucked in the best possible way. He has a very stiff tongue. Licks my pussy just the way I like it. Hard, clit flicking, finger fucking my cunt, biting my pussy lips, sucking passionately. It is wonderful to feel his head between my legs. I'm getting wet right this minute thinking about feeling him. He calls me whenever he is horny. He calls me when it rains. It was raining the first time he sucked me. I went to his house, no bra, no underwear. I wanted him to pleasure me with his tongue. He was so helpful ... "Baby, you're wet. Let me dry you off ... don't you want to take your blouse off. Are your legs wet?"
... he called just now ... "what are you doing?"
He licked me so good that day. I haven't been for a vist in a long time. My commitment to my man has turned me into an angel. I've been 100% faithful despite the many temptations.
I have never had sex with him, but he is always there when I need to get my pussy sucked in the best possible way. He has a very stiff tongue. Licks my pussy just the way I like it. Hard, clit flicking, finger fucking my cunt, biting my pussy lips, sucking passionately. It is wonderful to feel his head between my legs. I'm getting wet right this minute thinking about feeling him. He calls me whenever he is horny. He calls me when it rains. It was raining the first time he sucked me. I went to his house, no bra, no underwear. I wanted him to pleasure me with his tongue. He was so helpful ... "Baby, you're wet. Let me dry you off ... don't you want to take your blouse off. Are your legs wet?"
... he called just now ... "what are you doing?"
He licked me so good that day. I haven't been for a vist in a long time. My commitment to my man has turned me into an angel. I've been 100% faithful despite the many temptations.
Fantasia
I have interacted with this guy, Jay, for about 5 years. He has been trying to get with me all this time. I didn't know the extent of his feelings for me but over the last 2 years he's been more expressive about his desires, his fantasies, his need for me. I have made it clear to him so many times that I'm in a committed relationship and am not prepared to throw that away. I love my man. He's willing to accept that. He'll be "The Other Guy" and I said I will not have that.
He called me the other night telling me what he wanted to do to my body. He loved the way my breasts bounced when I walked with the confidence of a champion, especially when my nipples were hard and visible through whatever blouse I was wearing. He liked watching me walk away so that he could see my hips rock from side to side with my round plump ass smack in the middle. He can just imagine giving it to me doggy style, slapping my ass, spreading them wide to plunge his cock all the way up inside me. He wants me, he fantasizes about me. He can't take it anymore. He won't speak to me again because it makes him ache all over and in his heart to know that he wants me, wants to give me everything, be everything and I wn't give him a chance. He asked me to tell my man that he respects him and that he is lucky to have a woman like me. He hopes he appreciates that.
I wonder ... what would it really be like to be with Jay?
He called me the other night telling me what he wanted to do to my body. He loved the way my breasts bounced when I walked with the confidence of a champion, especially when my nipples were hard and visible through whatever blouse I was wearing. He liked watching me walk away so that he could see my hips rock from side to side with my round plump ass smack in the middle. He can just imagine giving it to me doggy style, slapping my ass, spreading them wide to plunge his cock all the way up inside me. He wants me, he fantasizes about me. He can't take it anymore. He won't speak to me again because it makes him ache all over and in his heart to know that he wants me, wants to give me everything, be everything and I wn't give him a chance. He asked me to tell my man that he respects him and that he is lucky to have a woman like me. He hopes he appreciates that.
I wonder ... what would it really be like to be with Jay?
Friday, June 10, 2005
Wednesday, February 23, 2005
Pleasure
I came home from a stressful day at work. I could hardly wait to get home, take off my suit and transform myself into the pleasure demon I become once I'm behind closed doors. As I enter into my palace, I feel my body start to relax immediately. Take my clothes off and I look in my full length mirror at myself and just smile. I'm not the sexiest person in the world for sure, but I can't help but feel a sense of completeness when I look at my body - my breasts, my stomach, my back, my shoulders, my ass, my cunt. I am absolutely beautiful!
The gods must have known why I put satin sheets on my bed this weekend .... I lie down on my back and feel the softness of the material against my very soft, delicate skin. Smiling, I reach to my nightstand draw and take out James. I turn him on and listen to whirrrr as he springs to life. My fingers are moving down my chest, I squeeze one of my nipples hard and continue to move down my stomach and between my legs to my precious pussy. I am not the least bit surprised at how wet she is. I continue to run my fingers on my clit, feeling it get hard. I put James in my mouth, just for a second. I realize I will not need the KY. Without a moment's hesitation, I place James on my clit and feel him vibrate. It sends shockwaves all over my body. I move him around, teasing myself, feeling my passion grow.
I continue to massage my clit ... James was such a good investment ... Unable to wait any longer, I insert him into my waiting pussy. I start to girate on him, thrusting him further and further up inside me. Fucking James makes me feel so good. I continue to move on him until I feel my body spasm into the familiar feeling of orgasm. I shake, shudder, let out a light scream ....
What pleasure!
The gods must have known why I put satin sheets on my bed this weekend .... I lie down on my back and feel the softness of the material against my very soft, delicate skin. Smiling, I reach to my nightstand draw and take out James. I turn him on and listen to whirrrr as he springs to life. My fingers are moving down my chest, I squeeze one of my nipples hard and continue to move down my stomach and between my legs to my precious pussy. I am not the least bit surprised at how wet she is. I continue to run my fingers on my clit, feeling it get hard. I put James in my mouth, just for a second. I realize I will not need the KY. Without a moment's hesitation, I place James on my clit and feel him vibrate. It sends shockwaves all over my body. I move him around, teasing myself, feeling my passion grow.
I continue to massage my clit ... James was such a good investment ... Unable to wait any longer, I insert him into my waiting pussy. I start to girate on him, thrusting him further and further up inside me. Fucking James makes me feel so good. I continue to move on him until I feel my body spasm into the familiar feeling of orgasm. I shake, shudder, let out a light scream ....
What pleasure!
Tuesday, February 22, 2005
ReLeAsE
We arranged a rendezvous.
"Where will we go?"
"How about at the office?", I ask.
"I've always wanted to fuck you right here on my desk. The office it is".
6:30 p.m.
Dial his number
"I thought we would be alone by now. What the fuck is she still doing here? I can't want to feel your cock inside my pussy. It's been wet all day thinking, waiting in anticipation for this evening and she decides to work late." My desires grow and the anger inside me that this bitch is now impeding the inevitable. I count ... 10, 9, 8, 7, 6 ... my phone rings.
"Hello?"
"Meet me at the rest room".
I see him walk through the side door. I glance into the bitch's office and she's busy on the phone. I slip unnoticed through the front door and walk the back way to the restroom. I notice the door to the room where all the systems, servers, etc are. It is ajar. I push it open and he is standing there waiting for me.
He immediately grabs me, turns me around, raises my skirt to my waist and tears my stockings in the middle. My ass is exposed, so round, so plump, with the string of my panties caught in my crack. He moans and runs his hand over the globes now before him. He absolutely loves my ass. He thinks it is amazing.
"Take off your pants. I want to feel you. I can't wait anymore".
He obliges me and I feel his hard warm cock pressing against my ass and moving between the crack and slides it down so it is brushing against my clit, which by now is protruding. He puts his hand between my pussy lips from behind, and removes some of the juice he finds there, a lot of juice. He puts his finger to my mouth and my tongue reaches out to taste myself. It is indeed sweet. He continues to rub the head of his cock gently against my clit, moaning with every touch as though there was an electrical current that leaves from my body as he touches it.
I raise my hips so that he is no longer rubbing on the outside but his cock slides into my pussy with ease.
"Oh God," he moans.
I can feel the beats, the throbs, deep inside me while the walls of my treasure box caresses the shaft of his cock.
He loses control, he starts to pump harder and harder, my hips moving to meet his thrusts, he grabs my ass, starts to move faster and faster before announcing that he is about to reach his climax. As I feel the heat inside me and the intensity of his orgasm grows, he collapses on my back and sinks his teeth there to muffle the scream that would have come from his mouth.
He cums hard and I am pleased!
"Where will we go?"
"How about at the office?", I ask.
"I've always wanted to fuck you right here on my desk. The office it is".
6:30 p.m.
Dial his number
"I thought we would be alone by now. What the fuck is she still doing here? I can't want to feel your cock inside my pussy. It's been wet all day thinking, waiting in anticipation for this evening and she decides to work late." My desires grow and the anger inside me that this bitch is now impeding the inevitable. I count ... 10, 9, 8, 7, 6 ... my phone rings.
"Hello?"
"Meet me at the rest room".
I see him walk through the side door. I glance into the bitch's office and she's busy on the phone. I slip unnoticed through the front door and walk the back way to the restroom. I notice the door to the room where all the systems, servers, etc are. It is ajar. I push it open and he is standing there waiting for me.
He immediately grabs me, turns me around, raises my skirt to my waist and tears my stockings in the middle. My ass is exposed, so round, so plump, with the string of my panties caught in my crack. He moans and runs his hand over the globes now before him. He absolutely loves my ass. He thinks it is amazing.
"Take off your pants. I want to feel you. I can't wait anymore".
He obliges me and I feel his hard warm cock pressing against my ass and moving between the crack and slides it down so it is brushing against my clit, which by now is protruding. He puts his hand between my pussy lips from behind, and removes some of the juice he finds there, a lot of juice. He puts his finger to my mouth and my tongue reaches out to taste myself. It is indeed sweet. He continues to rub the head of his cock gently against my clit, moaning with every touch as though there was an electrical current that leaves from my body as he touches it.
I raise my hips so that he is no longer rubbing on the outside but his cock slides into my pussy with ease.
"Oh God," he moans.
I can feel the beats, the throbs, deep inside me while the walls of my treasure box caresses the shaft of his cock.
He loses control, he starts to pump harder and harder, my hips moving to meet his thrusts, he grabs my ass, starts to move faster and faster before announcing that he is about to reach his climax. As I feel the heat inside me and the intensity of his orgasm grows, he collapses on my back and sinks his teeth there to muffle the scream that would have come from his mouth.
He cums hard and I am pleased!
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