Tuesday, 29 December 2009

The 12 Days of Christmas (part 1)

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all! I hope you are all having a restful time (I am still in pyjamas at lunchtime). I thought I would share 12 different ways for a woman to reach an orgasm. Also happens to be lovely viewing! Many of these require batteries so I hope you had plenty in to keep you going! Enjoy

Day 1 - Fingers. Don;t underestimate the joy of diddling yourself with fingers to reach a festive fanfare of an orgasm...


Day 2 - Lots of toys! If Santa brought you lots, why not use them all at once? Slip one up yur bum and another vibrator on your clit. It seems to work for her;

Day 3 - invite a friend over. Slip a double ender dildo up both your pussies and grind your clits together to cum together.


Day 4 - get some fresh air. And if it's not too cold outside, find a quiet spot, pull down your pants and buzz yourself off for an al fresco climax.


Day 5 - The Rabbit. Who needs a turkey or a goose when you've got a Rampant Rabbit? Slip it in your hot oven and turn up the heat for a satisfying result.



Day 6 - Dressing up. It always adds to the sense of occasion when you make an effort to look good...the effort will always be noticed...


Day 7 - Sausage stuffing - for the very greedy!


Day 8 - and the not so greedy (although she seems to be making light work of 10 inches of fake sausage)


Day 9 - when the batteries run out go for a power tool. This one isn't Black & Decker though. The Hitachi Magic Wand is a mains powered vibrator of the highest order. This one is her mums that she borrows when she's out shopping. Toe curling orgasms guaranteed!


Day 10 - Get a friend to lend a hand, whether it's being poked doggy style to a thunderous climax or having your clit buzzed with a pocket rocket, 2 can be more fun than 1 sometimes.


Day 11 - Eating out. Nothing like watching someone go down on you.


Day 12 - even if you are alone, take the time to really enjoy your new toy.




Merry Christmas and have a Happy New Year!

Friday, 20 November 2009

What I wanked to today...








A bit of fingering from behind deserves something in return...


So she eats her friends pussy whilst diddling herself off
Gotta love eating pussy!

Another hotel room...

On my own working away from home in the week. I perused some porn and got hard. My lube of choice tonight was menthol shaving oil. A few drops rubbed around my helmet gave a good slick feeling but not too slippery - still good friction and the menthol gave a tingle but not too much.

After a while of rubbing my fingers around my oiled helmet, I slipped a finger up my backside - something I rarely do (not a big fan of back door stuff but occasionally you get too horny and try it). Incredibly my prostate was really pronounced and swollen so I gave it a bit of a rub (difficult while reaching round) and stimulated myself from both ends.

It felt great and eventually I let myself come - a great relief as usual but I new that a second cum after a rest would be better.

After a rest, I lay back and plugged myself into my mp3 player. The audio I listened to is part relaxation and part arousal that will get a male hard and cumming in 10 minutes. Guys you have to try it! It certainly brought life back to my cock and I managed to cum exactly as the sensually voiced woman in the audio told me to. Really hard and gasping out loud!

http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=349620

The same author does one (in a male voice) for women:
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=337292
And one for multiple orgasms apparently!
http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=344551

Enjoy!

Tuesday, 10 November 2009

Two Very Different Orgasms...

1. The wank I alluded to earlier after a long time of abstinence was over a bit too soon as you can imagine. I settled back and watched a beautiful woman with large boobs bring herself to shuddering orgasm with a small vibrator and her fingers. As she cam, so did I. I could feel the orgasm rising in me without having to touch my cock anymore. It rose up and the spunk puored out of the slit in the top of my cock like someone had opened up a slightly shaken fizzy drink. No spurts ( so I guess no powerful urethral contractions) but my full up prostate just contracted and a steady stream of spunk flowed out over my helmet for a full five seconds as my body emptied itself. I had to reach for a second tissue...wow

2. The other night I could not sleep so I lay in bed thinking about how drowsy its possible to get post-orgasm. I gently stroked my shaft until it grew harder. I lay totally still just stroking and thinking back to the most erotic encounters I could:

That gang bang where me and 2 other guys played with a buxom woman called Sally. How I got her to suck me and me asking her where she'd like my cum. She gave me the choice so I told her I was going to cum in her mouth and I did.

The first time a woman sucked me off and swallowed - Angela on her knees in a dorm room with other guys sleeping while she blew me off.

In America, with that horse riding instructor who I tied up and tickled and teased before licking her from the back of her neck to her belly button and everything in between.

Soon I could feel an orgasm approaching and when it hit me the intensity was amazing - quite the opposite of the one above. It realy knocked me for six. Remonded me of my first ever orgasm when my legs went all pins and needles and I couldn't move them.

Friday, 30 October 2009

First cum in a week / Hotel hobbies

Been off work and under the weather but now I have a day off, had a lie in and am feeling proper horny for the first time in ages. I feel like my balls are full, my cock is throbbing and I want to unload a huge wad of cum








I wish I had this beautiful lady to come over with her gorgeous long hair and ripe boobs.











I'd shoot my cum over her, aiming for her face and leaving my sperm dribbling over her tits.







I stayed at a hotel in London last weekend. Small single bed and my cute female work colleague was in the room next door. I love (the rather dirty idea) of having the chambermaid come in and find a scene of the aftermath of good sex in a hotel room (and maybe even get turned on by it). Maybe it's my voyeuristic nature gone wild. So as my colleague was awake in the next room the next morning, I knelt naked on the bed, watched myself in the mirror and wanked off. I came with a loud gasp and shot my load onto the sheets in the midle of the bed. I milked every drop and wiped my dick on the crsip white fabric.

As I left the room, the large wet patch was clearly visible in the middle of the ruffled bed for the chambermaid to see.

Sunday, 18 October 2009

Short Story

The Panty Thief

As she noticed Robin entering the gym, Sandra smiled a hello from behind the reception desk. Her body tingled with anticipation and between her thighs she started to get damp.

In the ladies changing room, Robin undressed in a hurry eager to get a quick workout in before an evening out with her new lover. The anticipation of what was to come meant that the gusset of her panties were sticky with pussy goo as she peeled them off to change. She threw her clothes in the top of her bag and went off to warm up on the running machine.

Sandra watched her exit the changing rooms, gave it a minute and then went in on the pretext of checking the changing rooms were clean and well supplied. Her bisexual side had been encouraged to blossom by being around fit athletic women and she got very turned on by it.

As she went in, she made sure no one else was in the room as she headed for Robin’s bag. Her heart raced as she found something even better than she had hope for – a tiny black thong with a very wet patch. She hid herself in a cubicle and locked the door. Lifting the damp tong to her face she breathed in the musky scent of Robin’s pussy. The wearer of these had obviously been turned on recently and that excited her. Wriggling down her shorts and pants in one go she sat down on the loo and started to rub herself. She held the thong over her nose and mouth and she vigorously frigged herself, occasionally dipping two fingers into her sopping pussy and then rubbing her clitoris. She breathed in the heady scent of another woman’s sex and soon brought herself to a thundering climax. Sandra stifled her cries on the flimsy material in case anyone was to hear her.

Panting, she recovered from her orgasm, took out her mobile phone and sent a text. Alongside a camera phone photo of her holding up the thong, she wrote

“U will love these! Storeroom 5 mins. Make it worth ur while!”

Tucking the damp thong into her pocket she left the cubicle, checked herself in the mirror – a bit flushed she thought. Sandra returned to the desk to make sure no one had missed her. The coast was clear and she could see Robin half way through her workout laid out over a gym ball. Sandra admired her trim physique and thought she could see a bit of camel toe as Robins shorts tightened over her pussy mound as she arched backwards over the ball. What she’d give to get up close and personal with her she lusted.

Remembering her rendezvous in the store-room, she put a “Back in 10 mins” sign on the desk and went down the corridor holding the key to the store room.

As she turned the key to unlock the door, Paul came into sight. “Anyone see you go?” she whispered.

“No, the boss will think I’m on a break” he replied. Paul was over 6 ft and a muscular male fitness instructor. Sandra and he often gossiped about who was sexy in the gym and although Paul was engaged, the two of them had a flirty friendship they both enjoyed.

The pair of them slipped in the small store room and the key turned from the inside.

“Guess what I’ve been doing?” said Sandra, holding her fingers up to Paul’s face and grinning. Paul smelt them. “You haven’t! You are a bit red-cheeked now you mention it, you filthy cow! Tell me more.”

“You know Robin – that woman in the blue adidas top? Well these are hers” Sandra pulled the thong from her pocket. “They were absolutely soaking when I found them.”

Paul took them and inspected the damp sticky patch on the gusset. “That’s definitely not sweat is it!”

Sandra started rubbing the growing bulge in Paul’s jogging bottoms as he sniffed the material. “I’ve had a wank over them so now it’s your turn!”

Sandra helped Paul pull down his trousers and she cupped his balls and felt the thick cock throb in her small hand. She gently stroked the warm velvety skin back and forth, revealing his large helmet beneath. His cock grew to full erection quickly and she looked up at him with a cheeky look as his face took on a look of lust and desire.

“Would you fuck her, Paul? I bet you bloody well would given half a chance.”

Paul held Robin’s worn thong close to his face, over his mouth and nose as Sandra stroked him vigorously. His tongue darted out and tasted the juices that had oozed from Robin’s excited pussy. He could smell her and the pheromones in her juices were driving him closer to an orgasm.

Sandra opened her mouth and slipped his cock head inside. Paul felt her warm wet mouth engulf him and her tongue flicked over his helmet. She tasted him and his male muskiness as he in turn inhaled Robin’s scent.

Sandra’s tongue flicked back and forth. She loved to play over his frenum, tonguing the sensitive underside of his cock as her hands played with his balls.

Paul gave out a gasp, muffled through the material of the thong clutched to his face but Sandra knew what it meant. First one shot of hot salty semen then another shot into her mouth and she swallowed it down, keen to not make a mess at work. She bobbed her head on his shaft, milking every last drop of his sperm from his shaft.

When he was done, she came up for air and said, “Enjoy that?”
“You bet!” Paul replied. “Shouldn’t you get these back to the changing rooms?” he asked, holding up the thong.

Sandra took the thong from him and never losing eye contact dribbled the last big glob of his cum from her mouth onto the gusset of the thong. “Finders, keepers” she said and pulled off her own shorts and panties (which were by now quite sodden with her own juices). She stepped into the thong, pulling it up her naked bottom half. Carefully she pressed the gusset with its creamy filling against her own pussy and pulled the sides of the thong up. “Mmmm, nice. It’s OK, Paul, I’m on the pill, you don’t have to worry about that!”

Putting on her shorts she tucked her own panties into her pocket and unlocked the door of the storeroom. “Back to work, eh?” and the pair of them left.

Prologue:
When Robin returned to the changing room, all sweaty after her workout, she discovered her thong was gone. The panty thief had struck again. At least she had some going out underwear back at her flat (although they probably wouldn’t stay on for very long tonight). She was a bit embarrassed to mention it to the staff at the gym and looked at the other gym users with suspicion as she left. Could a man have got into the ladies changing room? She smiled at Sandra on the desk as she left “Goodnight, see you soon”

“Thanks for coming, Robin. Have a good night”

Chapter 2

Sandra was in another world as she wandered around the gym doing things she had to do. All the while she was so aware of Robin’s thing that she was wearing. It felt different to her everyday knickers. As she walked the air-conditioned air made goose bumps on the exposed flesh the thong revealed. Her loose nylon gym shorts brushed her bare flesh in a most arousing way. She could feel the thin strip of material riding up between her buttocks and the sodden gusset squelching against her neatly trimmed pussy.

One by one the gym members drifted away and Paul and Sandra tidied up to close the gym for the night.

“Still got her thong on, have you? Asked Paul

“Mmmm, hmmm” hummed Sandra and cheekily gave him a flash down the waistband of her shorts. “Feels bloody lovely, I can tell you”.

“I’m actually horny again” said Paul. “I think I’ll have to see if Lorna wants an early night when I get home!”

“Really? Do you remember what we spoke about the other day? Dare you to do it. Give us your phone and I’ll set it up”
Paul handed Sandra his mobile and she set to work adjusting the settings. “OK, my number is on speed dial, one key call… and the screen won’t show anything. Now promise you’ll do it?”

“If I can, I will” Paul replied.

Sandra slapped his bum and picked up her bag. “See you tomorrow – but I’ll call you later!” and she left the gym.

All the way home, Sandra thought of Robin working out in the gym, her fit body all toned and supple. She dreamt of kissing her warm lips and running her hands over Robin’s naked body…or would she prefer some nice underwear?

By the time the bus got to her stop, Sandra was a dripping mess of desire. Between her legs felt like hot jelly – all wet, slippery and aching to be touched. As she got out of her seat, she felt Robin’s thing moving against her, touching her most intimate parts as she stepped onto the pavement.

Sandra couldn’t get the key into the door quick enough and she raced up the stairs of her flat. She headed straight for the bedroom where she peeled off her top and unclipped her bra. Her breasts were pert and the nipples stood out in anticipation. She took off her shorts and stood in front of the mirror in only the thong. The thong that had been next to Robin’s pussy and had Paul’s cum in it was now against her sopping wet pussy. She ran her hands over her body, feeling her hips, the curve of her bum cheeks and up her sides to cup her boobs.

Bending down, she reached into her bedside cabinet and at the back found a large pink penis shaped vibrator at least 7 inches long and quite thick.

Picking her phone out of her pocket she lay down on the bed and saw her reflection in the wardrobe mirror opposite. Propping herself up on pillows, she ran a finger over the outline of her labia in the damp material. She circled her clit a few times and then moved the small patch of material to one side.

The tip of the vibrator nudged its way between her inner lips more easily that it had ever done. She was more than ready for this. It’s thick head stretched her entrance and the vibrator slid deep into Sandra’s sex. She sighed and let out a deep breath as it filled her. Her pussy was running with juices and the rubber shaft slid in and out of her easily.

She thought of Robin and what her pussy might feel like. She remembered wanking Paul off earlier that evening – he must be about the same size as this toy. For a moment she fantasised about him filling her up and then remembered the mobile by her side.

As she slid the toy in and out of herself she found Paul’s number and rang it.

“You at home, Paul?”. “Yeah, just got in” he said
“You on your own?”. “Yes, Lorna’s upstairs having a bath. Why?”

“Do you think she’d mind if she knew I was calling you, lying on my bed, almost naked…..just a black thong on…….a very wet black thong……with your spunk on it Paul?”

“Really, is that so?” Paul replied, trying to sound innocent.

“I’m so fucking horny, Paul, I just had to come home and sort myself out”

Paul’s cock stirred in his pants as he imagined her almost naked. His work colleague was fit and he often imagined what he’d like to do with her if he wasn’t engaged to Lorna.

“You will do what we talked about later, won’t you?” Sandra demanded. “Yes” agreed Paul.

“Good. Well in the meantime you’ll just have to listen to me…” and Sandra put the phone down on the bed and continued to slide the vibrator in and out of her pussy. Her wet labia clung to the toy on each outstroke and she rubbed her clitoris as it slid back in.

In his house, Paul found himself listening to the buzzing of the vibrator, it’s note changing rhythmically as it slid in and out of Sandra’s pussy. He could hear her panting and moaning in the background, her breaths quickening as her orgasm approached. His cock was rock hard as he was made to listen in on her most intimate moment - a young woman pleasuring herself and getting off on wearing Robin’s stolen thong and making him, an engaged man, listen.

As he stood in his lounge Paul heard Sandra’s cries and shouts as she climaxed. Sandra buried the toy deep in her and felt it’s buzzing tip touch the deepest parts of her. Her eyes rolled back in her head and then she collapsed back onto the bed.

A noise at the top of the stairs distracted Paul from the phone. He hung up and looked to where Lorna was wrapped in a towel, her long dark hair wet from the bath.

“Hi gorgeous. Would you like me to come up and dry you off?” he asked.

Lorna smiled and nodded and slipping the mobile into his pocket, Paul turned the lounge light off and headed up the stairs.

Chapter 3

Sandra eased the vibrator from between her pussy lips and went through to the bathroom. She decided to take a very quick shower while Paul got his fiancé warmed up. She rubbed shower gel all over herself and quickly rinsed off. Wrapping a towel around her, she returned to the bedroom and checked her mobile phone. No call yet. Paul better do as he promised.

Sandra picked up the black thong on the floor and inspected it. It was damp and sticky and smelt of raw sex. She couldn’t help running her tongue over the gusset again, tasting her own juices and those of Paul and Robin.

At Paul’s house, he and Lorna had gone upstairs and under the excuse of towelling her off. He had massaged her all over and touched every part of her small frame. Lorna was petite but had curvy hips and full bosoms. Her long dark hair tumbled over her shoulders and she loved the size difference between her petite body and Paul’s large muscular frame.

They were kissing passionately now and Lorna ran her hands over Paul’s body. His hands ran down her back and squeezed her soft bottom. He brought it up her side and cupped her left breast in his hand, feeling the nipple hard against his palm.

Paul instructed Lorna to move on the bed and as she lay back and spread her legs, he moved a box of tissues on the bedside cabinet. As he did, he managed to push the “1” button on his phone which silently rang Sandra.

Sandra took the call and instantly heard the sound of Lorna’s heavy breathing as Paul lapped at her pussy. She was obviously quite vocal and was whimpering and mewing as her fiancé probed the wet folds of her cunt with his tongue and lips.

Paul was working his mouth around Lorna’s pussy like he hadn’t seen her for days. He ran his tongue up to her clit, circled it and then down again past her opening and licked around her anus. She gasped every time he licked her there and she begged him to do it more.

Sandra listened intently as she eavesdropped on the two lovers.

Paul’s wet tongue slurped up and down Lorna’s slit, wriggling between her puffy labia and regularly diving in to probe her entrance. Inside he could taste her juices and feel the tightness of her pussy. As he licked, one hand reached up and grasped her breast. Lorna swung her feet onto Paul’s shoulder blades to allow him better access as she gave herself up to his licking.

Sandra poured a glass of cold white wine and settled back on the bed with the volume on her mobile set to maximum. Between her legs she could feel herself becoming wet all over again.

Soon Paul was ready to take things further, so taking both her ankles in one hand he held her feet high in the air and pointed his throbbing dick towards Lorna’s exposed pussy. He teased her entrance, slipping the tip of his cock in and out of her, getting its tip lubricated with her juices. As he tested her entrance, he rubbed her clitoris with his thumb. She gazed up at him with big dark eyes, her jaw dropping open slightly and her breathing coming in pants now. He kept up the double stimulation until Lorna arched her back and gasped out loud as her orgasm hit her.

Paul slid forward, entering her still-pulsing pussy until he was balls deep inside her. They embraced and Lorna hung on to him as he slid back and forward in her. Still kissing, he worked his hips back and forth, each time filling her tight pussy and then drawing all the way out until his cock was slick with her juices all the way down his shaft.

Sandra listened in intently – she could hear Paul’s gasps and pants too now as well as Lorna’s more feminine squeals of joy. Her hand strayed down to her pussy and idly toyed with her clit and swollen lips as she listened to her work colleague fuck his fiancé.

Paul was crouched over her, sliding his length in and out of Lorna. With each thrust she rocked on the mattress. Her large boobs jiggled about with the motion of their fucking. Lorna ran her hands over Paul’s back and buttocks, her nails scratching and leaving red marks but not breaking the skin.

Paul leaned forward and kissed her passionately as he felt his cock start to swell. The head of his cock grew even bigger deep inside Lorna and he knew he would cum inside her very soon.

Lorna too sensed this. She felt the goosebumps on his buttocks that signalled the approaching climax.

“Come on, baby. Come on, baby,” she urged him as he drove himself into her one last time. Their bodies met and he ground himself against her clitoris as the first jet of spunk shot from him. His cock head rubbed against her cervix as he ejaculated and Lorna tipped over the edge again as she was filled with his warm cum.

Sandra heard their cries and knew they were both cumming. Rubbing herself again she joined them in orgasm as she listened in secretly. As the lovers began whispering to each other, Sandra hung up the call on her mobile phone, leaving them to their romantic nonsense.

What would she tell Paul tomorrow? That she heard and enjoyed them of course but also she was looking forward to seeing Robin back at the gym again.

The End (or to be continued? Let me know)

I'm back!

Hi guys.

Sorry I have been away for so long. A combination of many things...flu, far too much work on and a change to various arrangements at home mean I don't get enough time to do as much of this as I would like. But I have enjoyed catching up with everyones blogs and jut to keep you all amused, distracted or otherwise, I will post some pieces of erotic fiction - yes the evidence of a overactive libido and imagination!

Wednesday, 2 September 2009

Part 2...

Well lubricated up he aims between her arse cheeks









And eases his tip inside her









She welcomes him into her










He slides home deep inside her rectum, his throbbing cock squeezed by her tight passage










He fucks her bum doggy style










He can watch as his cock stretches her arse









Whilst deep inside her he kisses her









Finally he returns to her tight pussy to finish himself off...

He cums in her mouth and over her face

Everyone is happy!

Back again

Well its been ages! What with one thing and another I haventl been able to post here (or even to have an orgasm) for about a week and a half so tonight BOTH will happen.

Watch this space...and get the kleenex ready

Wednesday, 19 August 2009

Some time to myself...

Never understimate how good it is to take some time out from everyday life. last night I did just that and with all my chores done, I settled back to watch this couple make out. There is a real chemistry as they seduce one another. Ultimately, they do anal which she actually enjoys and then the guy goes on do several facials (OK a concession to commercial porn).

She starts off by sucking him......




And she does a pretty good job of deep throating him.
Next he enters her and I love the way her legs are spread wide, exposing herself to him as he burys his cock in her pussy
She wraps her legs around him as he thrusts into her.






Now she straddles him and rides her man. She is clearly enjoying it.








Next she presents her gorgeous pert ass up for him and he slips into her from behind.

She curves her back and pushes back at him as he goes deep into her pussy, making her gasp and moan.





TO BE CONTINUED....next installment - she takes him in her bottom



































































Sunday, 26 July 2009

What got me off today

Sunday: a bout of morning sex with the special lady was nice (but I am never fully awake first thing in the morning!) and now she has gone out, I am horny again.

I am going to write more fantasy fiction for the lady blogger after this (which will no doubt get me rock hard again) but in the meantime, enjoy these photos featuring a woman who adores oral sex and swallowing. I think for men there is something fascinating about the act of swallowing as it accepts (and is eager for) the very liquid essence of our masculinity.

This is Bek. She is married but not to the guy you will see later on. First she plays with herself for his delight, sliding a vibrator into her pussy and rubbing her clit. Here she is about to cum.



The guy gets hard and Bek sucks him off. Now this guy is a very heavy cummer and Bek likes to feel a man cum in her mouth. His first spurts take her by surprise, splashing her face and chest with force.


As he continues to ejaculate hard, Bek catches every spurt in her mouth and it pools under her tongue which is lapping at the underside of his cock. Her hands pump his shaft to milk every last drop from him.

I love the way she looks up at him with big eyes. By now this guy has cum very hard into the mouth of another man's wife and knows that she is holding his sperm in her mouth and doesn't want to waste a drop of his juice. His first spurt of cum is now rolling down her cheek like a tear.


Still holding his cock, she has a mouthful of cum and she swallows it down.


All gone!


She smiles - happy guy and happy lady!