the man in the boat inside of me
launches himself into the sea
of the juices flowing free
however controlled i try to be
he slips and slides on the tide
of passion from the man at my side
who looks and pulls my lips apart
havoc from the very start
he touches and pulls my clit
bite and nibble tug and flick
i pull his hair and raise my hips
to meet his tongue as lust rips
crashing through our jumbled limbs
we enact the original sins
between awake and fantasy
the man in the boat and
us make three...
Monday, 21 July 2008
Saturday, 19 July 2008
everytime i see him
i catch my breath. he is beautiful but its the mix, the potency of his scent, the smoothness of his skin and just how soft his hair is. add to that the way he moves, the way he kisses, touches, god i can feel my pussy tingling.
he called a few weeks ago. he was on a stopover and wanted to know if i wanted to see him. good grief what did he think i was going to say?
we talk, a bit. he goes quiet and i rabbit. its nerves. the desire is so strong, i cant stop myself.
imagine a hot day you are looking at a pool brimming with azure water. do you stop and consider the shock of the cold, that you are still in street clothes or do you jump in and splash and laugh till your sides ache.
for ever i have been drawn to water. i used to fall into the local ponds, paddling pools, puddles, rivers so often that finally my mother left me standing on the back porch in my wet knickers and vest till i had dried off. worked for a while but i still find it hard to resist.
he is like the most enticing, reviving body of water i have ever clapped eyes on.
he ran his hand up my leg, under my skirt, bunching the material as he went. i stood still for as long as i could as wave after wave of luvste washed over me. we kissed and found ourselves in a mass of curling limbs.
i pulled him upstairs and we tumbled onto the bed. clothes were flung everywhere. his hands were everywhere. all our movements were big and so wonderfully passionate. he felt the wetness of my fanny, rubbed my clit between his fingers. i felt myself stretch as they slide in and i nearly fainted.
he pumped his hand and then his cock in and out. i wanted to feel his cock in my arse but had to pause. he's huge. he came in great globules of spunk that showered my skin. i ran my hands through it and licked him off me. he tasted gorgeous.
i came in rumble of emotion. my whole body shock and he held me as i blubbed big fat tears.
now we are both present - he whispered...
he called a few weeks ago. he was on a stopover and wanted to know if i wanted to see him. good grief what did he think i was going to say?
we talk, a bit. he goes quiet and i rabbit. its nerves. the desire is so strong, i cant stop myself.
imagine a hot day you are looking at a pool brimming with azure water. do you stop and consider the shock of the cold, that you are still in street clothes or do you jump in and splash and laugh till your sides ache.
for ever i have been drawn to water. i used to fall into the local ponds, paddling pools, puddles, rivers so often that finally my mother left me standing on the back porch in my wet knickers and vest till i had dried off. worked for a while but i still find it hard to resist.
he is like the most enticing, reviving body of water i have ever clapped eyes on.
he ran his hand up my leg, under my skirt, bunching the material as he went. i stood still for as long as i could as wave after wave of luvste washed over me. we kissed and found ourselves in a mass of curling limbs.
i pulled him upstairs and we tumbled onto the bed. clothes were flung everywhere. his hands were everywhere. all our movements were big and so wonderfully passionate. he felt the wetness of my fanny, rubbed my clit between his fingers. i felt myself stretch as they slide in and i nearly fainted.
he pumped his hand and then his cock in and out. i wanted to feel his cock in my arse but had to pause. he's huge. he came in great globules of spunk that showered my skin. i ran my hands through it and licked him off me. he tasted gorgeous.
i came in rumble of emotion. my whole body shock and he held me as i blubbed big fat tears.
now we are both present - he whispered...
Friday, 18 July 2008
what did we do before texts?
monday
es - hey babe wanna fuck
mg - course
es - wanna watch you suck my fat cock
mg - yum
es - what time shall i come over
mg - working late, 9
es - what time is the earliest you can do im out with the boys later
mg - how long have you got sweet pea, up for a quickie but need a good fuck?
es - will have an hour or so i reckon
es - ok, whats the earliest you can do or i could come to your work and video us fucking in the loo :-)
mg - hot idea but just not good right now
es - fuck really wanna play with your tits
mg - dirty boy
es - yeah, are we fucking tonight?
es - im tucked up over the weekend. you around. babe?
es - shame...
tuesday
es - wanna fuck and video etc? will you dress up if i beg?
es - are you home tonight , or another?
es - just finished job babe. could be at yours for 9.30 or 10 if youre up for it or we could leave it
mg - on a tight schedule honey, would be fun cant be late on a school night though
es - jobs dragging whats the latest i can cum. gonna dress as a school girl
mg - headmistress maybe. silk kimono or red rubber frock plus saucy undies
es - fuck! rubber! really? wanna film us
mg - you cant film sugar, fucking me not hot enough?
es - shit sorry its fucking great you are such a dirty bitch
mg - x
mg - youve never mentioned rubber before, do you like it?
es - hell yeah
es - will look great on camera, my cum on red rubber!
es - thats the one, obviously loads of makeup and bright red cock-sucking lips
es - wanna see you dildo your soaking wet c**nt while i play with myself
es - been told im here all fucking night...
wednesday
mg - late night at work can get out of it :-)
es - fuck ive ben hard all day. wanna taste you
mg - i could slip off my chair im so wet - bugger - damn - fuck, its shouldnt be this hard to get laid sweet pea
es - grrrr
thursday
es - mates night out, fuck my balls are full
mg - c**t tease!
friday
es - well?
mg - too tired sweet pea you know how i hate to say no :-((
es - common babe, ive got a raging hard on for you. have black coffee
mg - have a shower...make it cold!
Monday, 7 July 2008
Why tights?
let me explain. i had met him before in a club. he was so hot and very rude and knew it. but he turned me on something rotten. we kind of tentatively agreed to meet the following weekend at another, smaller club. when i dressed i was thinking about what i would let him see, how it would feel, ease of movement for dancing.
i settled on a black mini, corset and pretty top with fishnets, tights of course, i didn't want to look too slutty just enough.
we met, danced and snogged. nothing heavy just enough for me to really need want him. just enough to know that we weren't suited but would have great sex.
he walked me to my car. it was drizzling but i had a long coat on. when we found it he pushed me against the door and forced his knee between my legs. i went with the flow, curious to see what he did. he swooped in to kiss me, infuriatingly slowly. i tried to speed him up but he was having non of it. his hand ran down my back and up my skirt. i was dripping and he grinned when his fingers found me. slut. i smiled.
i gasped as he pulled the gusset of my tights and ripped a hole in them. ill get you new ones. his fingers slipped over my clit and toyed with the lips. then he pulled away, licked my juices off his hand and kissed me good night.
it was hot. the tights a winner.
i settled on a black mini, corset and pretty top with fishnets, tights of course, i didn't want to look too slutty just enough.
we met, danced and snogged. nothing heavy just enough for me to really need want him. just enough to know that we weren't suited but would have great sex.
he walked me to my car. it was drizzling but i had a long coat on. when we found it he pushed me against the door and forced his knee between my legs. i went with the flow, curious to see what he did. he swooped in to kiss me, infuriatingly slowly. i tried to speed him up but he was having non of it. his hand ran down my back and up my skirt. i was dripping and he grinned when his fingers found me. slut. i smiled.
i gasped as he pulled the gusset of my tights and ripped a hole in them. ill get you new ones. his fingers slipped over my clit and toyed with the lips. then he pulled away, licked my juices off his hand and kissed me good night.
it was hot. the tights a winner.
Friday, 4 July 2008
voodoo queen
what you seek you'll find in me
the less you look
the more you'll see
i scratch the itch that wasn't there
offer harmless flirt to hot affair
you've caught the eye of the voodoo queen
too late to run you've been seen
you should be scared
i'll eat you whole
twist your desires and take your soul
you cant think straight
its my dark magic
you're a willing victim
so tragic
tossed aside
a broken toy
no longer man
barely a boy
the voodoo queen has had her fun
she owns your soul......i am done
the less you look
the more you'll see
i scratch the itch that wasn't there
offer harmless flirt to hot affair
you've caught the eye of the voodoo queen
too late to run you've been seen
you should be scared
i'll eat you whole
twist your desires and take your soul
you cant think straight
its my dark magic
you're a willing victim
so tragic
tossed aside
a broken toy
no longer man
barely a boy
the voodoo queen has had her fun
she owns your soul......i am done
Thursday, 19 June 2008
ice cream someday?
we flirt all the time, its fun.
i teased him about how good it would be to snog. he teased me that i couldnt do just kissing. we giggle like children whenever we meet, thats wen we arent arguing politics. i bet him 50p that he wouldnt go through with a sog, that he was just a lucy tease. he took the bet and the deal was struck. i didnt think he would.
next time we met things sparkled. for the first time friends picked up on the sparring banter, it felt different. he bottled it but i could only laugh when he chucked 50p on the table as he left. perhaps it was for the best?
i don't know about you but i find the quiet in between so powerful, with the right company, erotic. it was like that the next time. we sat side by side, not touching. he was smoking and i had my tea. we shared the table with a couple of girls and as we read the papers we sunk deeper into the tweeniespace, warm, dark, sexy.
our arms rested on the seats about two inches apart and as we sat i felt the hairs on my arms stand on end.
the girls could have been looking straight at us and never known how much passion was simmering just under the surface.
i texted him later saying i never knew how sensual being so close and not touching could be, he said he knew and that maybe, someday....
i teased him about how good it would be to snog. he teased me that i couldnt do just kissing. we giggle like children whenever we meet, thats wen we arent arguing politics. i bet him 50p that he wouldnt go through with a sog, that he was just a lucy tease. he took the bet and the deal was struck. i didnt think he would.
next time we met things sparkled. for the first time friends picked up on the sparring banter, it felt different. he bottled it but i could only laugh when he chucked 50p on the table as he left. perhaps it was for the best?
i don't know about you but i find the quiet in between so powerful, with the right company, erotic. it was like that the next time. we sat side by side, not touching. he was smoking and i had my tea. we shared the table with a couple of girls and as we read the papers we sunk deeper into the tweeniespace, warm, dark, sexy.
our arms rested on the seats about two inches apart and as we sat i felt the hairs on my arms stand on end.
the girls could have been looking straight at us and never known how much passion was simmering just under the surface.
i texted him later saying i never knew how sensual being so close and not touching could be, he said he knew and that maybe, someday....
Saturday, 7 June 2008
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