Thursdays Child is full of.....

COCK!!!!!!!!!!


Well, she was full of cock again, so thats a good one!

5 out of 5 this week so far!

Will it be the full 7 I wonder?

Mmmm, bloody hope so!

Wednesday...Midweek and still going strong!

Wednesday, I never liked Wednesdays, funny day Wednesday. Get to Wednesday lunchtime and you're officially half way through the working week, well that kept me going for year when I worked full time!

This week's going OK, we've had bloody good sex every morning for the last four in a row! To many, that doesn't mean much, but to me it damn well does on many counts. There's so many days where I don't get any, and that drives me nuts, I suppose it the old 'scared of the menopause and going off sex' thing rearing its ugly head? But I think too, its old insecurities kindly donated by two ex-idiots, so sometimes, I do get a bit of a panic on when we go a few days with no sex. I start telling S he should be a monk, and for him to get out of bed and go and make the coffee while I masturbate myself to oblivion and back! That just serves to make him laugh at me, and then a lecture on not being insecure. So I just get up then and go without! He sometimes is too fixated by work! And I'm too fixated in having sex with him all the time!

I rarely instigate sex, waiting to see if a hand comes over in the morning ( his preferred time, that or mid afternoon, very very rarely do we have sex with the lights off and before sleeping), once that happens and nipple is enjoying the attentions, then my hand will reach down to see what condition we're in....ready, willing or able! This morning, oh my, there was a biggie! No half measures today My girl! And within seconds, S was in like Flynn, and we got down to it.

I had a good look around, we were in a weird position, but it was working! I was on my back, one leg hoisted aloft, while S was at right angles to me in his side, all hands were on deck and a wonderful time was had by all! It was a wonderful position to feel his cock entering me, while clitoris was being pleasured totally.... delightful!

The last time I felt one as hard as that was when a friend gave us a couple of Viagra tablets to experiment with a few weeks ago, like being fucked with a broom handle, no half measures here! And this morning was just like that, I suppose it's also one of the joys of him being teetotal, never clouds the action....I had wondered if he'd slipped a crafty half tab, last time he did, he just kept fucking me, like he was the Duracell Bunny, my pussy was sore for days! But no, was totally au naturel this morning!

But the need for me to pee took the edge of the cuddles, which was a bugger, we're not very tactile people and the post coital cuddle is about the only time, so I do try to make the very most of it, which to be honest, usually ends up in round two scenario, as S has the wonderful ability to keep going, he only needs a few minutes respite from me, before he's raring to go again! S climaxing twice is the norm....I say we're not tactile, there a lot of surreptitious groping going on most days, he'll grab my arse as he walks by when I'm in the kitchen, or he'll come behind me while I'm reading blogs or writing, and both hands will shoot down my t shirt before I can say nipples!, So really, I don't know why I worry, if he didn't fancy me, he'd not be doing that at every opportunity! I really am a silly cow at times!

We often have an afternoon session, they are the 'get down and dirty' ones, where toys, oral, fast fucking, slow fucking and anything else in between occurs, but mornings, are the loving kind. The afternoon sessions haven't occurred for a while, work seems to be taking over on that front, but no doubt, they will resume at some point, maybe I'll take the initiative soon?.....I have before, S goes for a 5km walk every afternoon, and showers when he gets back, so a couple of times I have stripped and laid on the bed waiting for him, how can he refuse me then? But most often, I'm aware of the need to work, so use my brains and don't throw wobblies about not being desirable or fuckable........I really should stop worrying so much!

Getting Old!

I don't know, I look in the mirror, what do I see,?

I see someone who thinks and feels 29 but looks another number, grey hairs beginning to appear, pass the dye please! A faint line here and there....Do I look like my mother yet? That thought scares me! Bless her, she's fine, but I'm not ready to be old yet! I carry on looking, bums OK, big, but its OK, thats not sagging, my god, I'll be trailing it behind me if that started to sag! Boobs, well, what can I say, they don't look up at me anymore, they're a bit like points on the compass, one going east, the other west, still, good old M & S can round them up and point them in the right direction, salvageable!

I get the little mirror out, time to inspect the nether regions, not a lot of hair going on down there, luckily, thats still looking OK, does that get wrinkles I wonder?.....I know pubes can go grey, what little bit thats there is still well and truly blonde, I checked!

I do worry about this menopause lark I hear about, all the do's and don'ts of HRT, all the horror stories of pussy going dry, libido going AWOL, night sweats, depressions and so on, I don't want of that thank you very much, especially the libido bit, can do something about the dryness, good old KY in industrial barrels please...night sweats, how the hell will I know if I'm having one of those when I live in South East Spain and its bloody hot? But can the libido issue be resolved? Mind over matter? Does HRT give this back?

I panic at that, for the first time in my life I have a lover I want to shag like medication, twice a day before meals, I'm not ready to give that up, I think thats why I've become this dirty old woman now, writing the erotica and trawling the web for sexy and erotic images and sexually molesting my man whenever I can, I need to cram it all in now in case it goes to pot! The scary thing is......I have no idea when this is going to happen! I need a good orgasm at least 7 times a week, more if I can persuade the poor old sod to come back for more! Will that become a thing of the past? I bloody hope not! Good for the soul is a good orgasm!

When do I stop wearing push up bras or skimpy knickers? When do I stop getting the camera out when we have sex? When do I stop going to the nude beach ( NEVER!! but bet some say it should be abandoned at a 'certain' age), when do I stop wanting to be taken by suprise for an afternoon shag in the woods, or a quickie in the kitchen? I suppose I stop doing it doggy style when my knees give out! Will I suddenyl get an urge to buy sensible pants and beige clothes...arrrggghhhh!

Do pensioners have sex? I wonder to myself, There's a few men get into the news and magazines when they father kiddies at ripe old ages, but what about the women, you only ever get to hear of something remotely connected with it when one of the old dears has a baby, like the Spanish woman, did at 64 or something, ye gads, I couldn't think of anything worse at that age! But no one seems to mention when they are feeling fruity at a ripe old age!! Do they feel fruity at 64?

I don't know, the futures bright but its not orange in this mind, its a scary place, but until things start to happen, I think I'll continue being a dirty minded old woman!

The Maid...Part two of "Was She Alone?"

............................She sat there on the chair, frozen, naked as the day she was born, but frozen, her heart pumping hard inside her chest, her mouth drying as she sat there, legs splayed wide. The maid had been watching her, Oh shit! Bugger! Damn, Fuck! She felt her face colour rapidly as the flush of embarrassment took over.

She'd put the hanger on the outside of the door to make sure no one came in, what part of "Do Not Disturb" did the maid not understand she wondered.Then, as she reached for the thick white towel, she realised just how the maid was standing, leaning against the frame of the door, with one hand inside her uniform, reaching down..... Within seconds the maid came over to her...
"Sshhh" she said, placing her fingers over her mouth to stop her speaking back

She was puzzled, confused, a little frightened too, embarrassed still, her ears burning as were indeed her cheeks. Her heart was beating very hard within her chest as she sat there, the towel clutched fiercely to her front, her hands clutching at it, her knuckles white with gripping so hard.

She'd been spied on, fuck! she didn't like that, she didn't like her space being invaded, what an imposition! How dare she! How fucking dare she? How much had she seen?
Judging by the fact the maid had her hand stuffed firmly down her knickers, it was obvious she'd had been watching for some time!

She sat there, a strange mix of feelings, fear, indignation, anger, frustration, all whirling round her head with a thought expressing one of them coming to the forefront of her mind every few seconds. A sick feeling welled up in her stomach, a heady mix of all the emotions possible....

The maid looking at her intently, one leg was still slung over the low arm of the chair, the other just flopped wide, she had been enjoying herself in this position but once she'd been startled, she'd frozen like it.

The maid knelt before her and pushed her legs wider still, until it was almost painfully wide, the tendons at the top of her thighs pulling on her, resisting this. The maid began to stroke her legs, rising her hands towards her pudenda, and back down again, a little higher each time, tantallising, teasing, frightening....Fuck! She was being seduced by a woman, raped almost, by a woman! Pushing her legs wider, her pussy on full display, spread open and vulnerable, shit she was scared! This women, this seducer, was not allowing her to resist at all. A mix of emotions was running freely through her, fear, embarrassment and what seemed so alien to her, a thrill, an excitement, an aniticpation, a delicious, wicked anticipation.

She'd never been with a woman, the thought had never entered her mind, ever! She'd looked at porn in magazines and sometimes on a boyfriends DVD, but always alone though, never with anyone, and never had she been excited with the thought of fucking with a woman, or being fucked by one, but this maid was coming onto her, big time. Something held her still, maybe fear, maybe curiosity? She didn't know, but something stopped her from jumping up and shouting her head off.
It all felt so fucking weird, the dreams, the need to maturbate herself being so strong, the desire that kept welling up inside her, but not one of the fellow conference attendees did anything for her, not one, not a single one stirred her. She was sure in her mind, that had she put out just a few more signals, she'd have been able to take her pick, but instead something deep within her had willed her to be the forceful, bossy type, the very type that put 99% of hot blooded males off a woman!

She moved the maids hand away, abruptly she spoke... " I really don't think this is right, I like men not women, you're a maid, I'm a guest, you're here to look after my room, not my needs, I like men to do that! She snapped at the maid, then feeling very self-conscious about speaking down to someone, that really wasn't her style at all,"I'm sorry" She added, now feeling a little shamed and guilty about her tone.

"Shhhh,..... Please, you need me" She whispered hoarsely....

And with that, the maid tore the towel from her clutches and kissed her full on the mouth to stop her saying another word in protest. She felt herself tense up at first, but the maid continued, her tongue probing her lips, prising its way between them, to meet with the tip of her tongue, so delicate, so sweet tasting, her lips soft, soft on her soft lips, so very different to kissing a man, not the same strength as a man, but soft, gentle, caring, she felt her heart begin to race again, hands began to explore as the kisses became more entwined, tongues wrapping around each other, she felt herself almost falling, swirling through emotions and passions, the noises in the background fading, the smells and heat of the bathroom fading too, they were lost in a world that was just theirs, theirs for the taking and enjoyment. Without breaking from their pasisonate kissing, the maid peeled off her black uniform, she wore no bra, no knickers, nothing, her skin so soft, she could feel the heat emanating from her. She opened her eyes wider, to take in the woman in front of her, she broke with the kiss, she wanted to look, she had settled in her mind, this was nothing to worry about, it was just something else she could notch up as experience. She wanted this woman in front of her, she felt such passion within her, as much passion as she normally had with a man, this was so very alien to her, but she had to just give into it, she had to, she needed this woman!

The maid knelt there in front of her, her skin soft, cinnamon in colour, she wasn't indian, she wasn't afro-carribean, she wasn't far eastern, she couldn't work her out, the combination of accent, skin colour and dark hair. The maids hair was thick, but not coarse in texture, soft falling in waves as she removed the clip holding it up....a strange mix she could no identify with, but the contrast of her white alabaster skin against the soft honey cinnamon skin of the woman in front of her was just amazing.....

"What's your name?" She asked the maid

"That, does not matter, Ssshhh"

Hands cupped her breasts, that fascinating mix fixing its self in her mind as she watched another woman hold her intimately, never before had she done this, that now added a frisson of excitement, showing in her engorged nipples now begging to be suckled on, the maid stared at then, each one in turn, licking her lips slowly. Her breasts, fairly large with pinky brown, all puckered up aroung the edges, enhancing the nipple end more. The Maids nipples, dark and chocolatey, also begging to be touched, semi erect, she braved her fears and reached for her, firm globes that fitted into her hands nicely, they were smaller,firmer than her own breasts, but still exhilarating to feel what another womans breasts felt like, she felt her heart thumping inside her chest, she felt the breath of the maid on her, hot, damp breath, the rate rising. She was now curious, what would
a womans pussy feel like?

Who'd touch first?

That was soon answered as the maid dropped her hand between her legs and felt her hot cunt, waiting to be touched, she rose to meet her as the maid parted the fat, engorged labia, bald and soft and plunged two fingers deeps into her. She took a sharp, deep breath in, this felt no different, why be so stupid, one persons fingers in her cunt would be the same anyone else's, it was what they did once they were into her most secret, her most intimate of places that counted, she half lay, half sat in that chair as the maid devoured her pussy.

She'd thought she was very well experienced on recieving cunnilingus, but this was simply amazing, the maid tongue probed and teased, teeth gently nipped at her full labia before
venturing to her clit, a clit bursting, begging to be tasted. The fingers sliding in and out of her cunt were pushing further and further into her, she now wanted to feel the womans pussy, but she was powerless to move, she didn't want to break this wonder wonderful spell that had been cast.....
Tongues have a wonderful way of changing their firmness, the maid exacted this totally, long lucious licks along either side of her lips, changing to a firm, pointing tongue, to flicker over
the fully engorged clit, delicately at first, then building in strength, she cried out that she was cumming, the maid finger fucked her harder, reaching as far in at the same time as delivering the most wonderful strokes across and around that clit. She felt the soles of her feet beginning to contract, she knew this was going to be a biggie.....her toes curled and her legs widened even more, if she could have taken the maid in completely, she would have done, her orgasm ripped through her, like nothing she'd ever felt before, wave after wave crashed through her very core, hormones and adrenaline coursed through her like nothing she'd ever felt before. The maid continued to lick her pussy and fuck her hard, fingers inside her gushing cunt worked hard, as if they were drawing something out of her, making every last second of that orgasm last. She felt the contractions of her inner sanctum enclose on the maid fingers, more pleasure derived from the maid forcing her fingers back against the flow of ecstacy, a thumb had slipped into her puckered star and her whole groin area was aflame with the pleasures. She began to feel the rushes subside and lessen and her sensations began to resume normal levels, becomming more aware of her surroundings and what was going on, but this had been what she imagined a drug trip would feel like and identified with them on that level, that level of needing it again, over and over again.

She didn't want this to end, she wanted more, turned on by the scent of her sex in that small room, she wanted to fulfill her deep fantasy now, it was the time and the place. As if she
knew, the maid withdrew her sopping wet fingers and slid up her body to kiss her firmly on the lips. With the aroma of her own cunt juices so powerful, she opened her lips and deep
kissed the maid, taking back her own juices and scent, she felt in control now and she was going to exercise that.

She sat up straight, while still kissing the maid firmly and deeply, her hand grasped the maids very pert nipple, rolling it between her finger and thumb, she was desperate to break away and suckle on this delight, she wasn't thinking anything, just focussed on the maid and exploring her fully. tentatively, she ran her hand down to the maids pussy area, a thick snatch of dark tight curls was there, she broke off the kiss to look, she wanted to feast with her eyes. The black curls were very neatly trimmed, to form and arrow almost, saying "fuck me here"!

She wriggled her flinger to find that slit, the slit that welcomed her with its wetness. The maid had not touched herself at all, this was hers for the taking.... She indicated for the maid to lay on the floor, its was thick carpet and a soft towel was pulled down to lay on, as the maid laid there, she touched her own cunt again, wetness was running down her inner thighs, she'd never been this wet before, and she'd had some pretty heavy duty sex with her men friends....She looked at the maids dark pussy, the maid sensing her fragility and innocence, parted her legs wide, then pulled her cunt lips apart, it was no good, she had to touch.....She looked as she moved herself closer still, a heady aroma was beginning to fill the room, releasing pheromones as each pussy was heightened in its awareness of the other....She went to touch and hesitated slightly, It felt little different
to hers, the thick outer lips soft, reddening before her eyes though, the maid was flushing red in other places too as she anticipated taking this womans cherry, so to speak...

She touched the maids cunt again, this time tracing a finger along each pussy lip in turn and then, spotting the little clit beginning to poke out from its hiding place, she felt compelled to touch.

The maid drew a deep breath in as she did so, and arched her back, not saying a word on leading her in anyway, the maid lapped up every touch...The maids cunt was beckoning her, red and swollen the cunt lips parted to show it off to her, a veritable feast for the eyes, licking her lips subconciously, she dared to venture a little further, and pushed a finger in, warm and wet, inviting her back for more, she withdrew it and lifted the finger to her nose, closing her eyes, she drank in the scent, that sweet scent of an aroused woman. It sent shock waves through her and she hesitated no more. Two fingers side by side, slid in and out of that tight cunt, her thumb nudging at her anus each time the fingers were sent in as far as they could go. The maid breathed hard, she was losing her composure and arousal took her over, she played with her own nipples, pulling them, almost to the point of pain, tugging, rolling and kneading them, her chest also flushed red now......She could not believe she was doing this, and it was making her own cunt wetter, she slipped a hand down to feel herself and was amazed how wet she was, the maid was close to cumming, she started to breathe harder, words were being forced from her lungs, she had no idea what the maid was saying, but it was universal almost, this young woman at her knees was cumming to orgasm and it was by her hand! She finger fucked the maid, her left index finger
flickered over her clit while her right hand continued to fuck into her, she felt the contractions begin and the maid gripped her wrist, almost forcing her fingers in further as she blasted to her orgasm, she could feel every contraction, it was amazing, this woman had cum and it was her doing.

She needed to cum again herself, this had aroused her totally, she would not take long to go off the edge this time, and there was no fear, no anger, just swept away with the pleasures of the flesh. The maid regained a little composure as she came down from her orgasm, and sat up, the two women sat on the floor, facing each other, the maid moved into a position where her legs were wide apart and over the top of hers, this position, they could both finger each other again, while they kissed deeply. They both felt each others cunts and located the clits, and together, they fucked, teased, tweaked and plucked until they both came again, this time, she felt a gush as the maid came, she knew what this was, she'd heard of it before, but had never experienced it herself, let alone seen it at such close quarters....

They sat there for what seemed an age, finally releasing their grip on each other, the maid stood up and began to put her uniform back on. She needed to shower again, she was so hot, sweaty and smelling of the musk of sex, the maid came over to her and gave her a final kiss and left without saying a word. She closed the door behind the maid, this time slipping the inner lock on the door and stepped into the shower........

Why is it taking so long?

I have been writing the next chapter in this series, and I'm really struggling! Not with the ideas, they're there in my minds eye with abundance, many nights showing the movie of it all in my head as I fall asleep. But I'm struggling to get to sit and write it, I just don't have a clue as to what's holding me back on this. All the other chapters I have written have simply flowed, both in my mind and through my fingertips on the keyboard, I wish I could just give myself the kick up the arse I need.

I have wondered if its because I have no clue as to what I will write next, and maybe its a fear of becoming empty, devoid of ideas....I seem to spend so much time reading other blogs, not all of them erotic ones, although I do enjoy those the best, but blogs that are giving an insight into lives, people are just such interesting beings! We all have something to offer and the popularity of blogging is certainly proving that fact!

Going back to the writing, I did get about half way through it, then the other day I did a bit more, but just can't get to finish it, have I got a bloggers/writers block of sorts?

Has she been alone?

She had been at the conference since Friday evening, leaving for there straight from the office, she was tired of it all and bored, bored because it meant she had worked all week, spent the weekend at this damn conference and then it was work all the following week, no time off and she wasn't happy about that. With thoughts of what she'd like to do to her boss lingering as the last seminar of the day lingered on, she shifted and fidgeted for the last twenty minutes, dying to get out and get away from all these false suits, all the blah blahs, the "I played golf with so-and-so" " I drive a blah blah car" God was she hacked off with them, this was one of the problems of working in the job she had, it was still a male orientated environment, so she supposed she'd have to learn to endure it all with a smile...Eventually the seminar ended and she could get out of that room, all she wanted was to relax in the huge bath, drink some wine and do nothing in front of that glorious open fire that would be burning in her room by the time she got up there.

She zig-zagged her way out, excusing herself graciously, she had to be here another thirty-six hours, so had to put up with the suits a while longer. She got to her room, unlocked the door and stood leaning against the door, feeling the day's stress fall away from her as she exhaled deeply. The fire was lit and burning so well, throwing heat into the centre of the room, the side lights on around the room, catching on the cut glass in the light shades and enhancing the gold on the mirrors and pictures, she looked around, how she could get used to living somewhere like this, she thought as she peeled herself away from the door. Kicking off her shoes, and slipping off her stern black jacket, she cast it onto the arm of the chair at the desk, and walked over to the drinks trolley and took a glass, the wine was chilling in the fridge, cleverly disguised as one of the period pieces of furniture, she opened the crisp chardonnay and poured a very large glass, picking up the newspaper from the table, she went and sank herself onto the large sofa in front of the fire, she could feel the heat on her face and legs, so warming, and such a contrast as the chilled wine slipped down her throat. She felt even more of the stress of the working week and this seminar weekend fall away, her eyes began to feel heavy as she sat there, the small amount of alcohol and the heat of that fire blazing away, were working wonders to relax her, relaxing her a bit too much! She shifted to sit up straight, she didn't have too long before dinner so dare not fall asleep. She emptied the glass and got up to run a bath for herself.

She went into the white and gold bathroom, it was bigger than her whole bedroom at home, a fully fitted and equipped bathroom, with shower, bath and bidet, luxury toiletries were there for her to use, so she'd not even unpacked her own, just her toothbrush and her own perfume, she didn't need to use anything else of her own, it was all here. She didn't recognise the branding, old fashioned text on the packaging, glass bottles, not plastic, this was a selection of real quality. She took the top off the bath essence bottle and took a deep sniff of the contents, vanilla, musk, cinnamon, rose, she could pick them all out as the different fragrances hit the receptors in her nose, but there was a 'something else' something she couldn't place, sweet and warm, yet strangely masculine too, like nothing she'd ever smelled before, but the combination was superb and she poured liberally under the hot water tap, the fragrance hitting her again as the steam rose from the water, enveloping her, a heady scent, one she was being swept away on....it lingered in her dream the night before, a strange dream, she only remembered parts, parts she chose to remember, as well as some parts that seemed muddled and dis-jointed, she'd passed it off as just another weird dream, but was memorable in that she could rarely ever recall her dreams.

She stepped out of the black suit skirt and hung it up on the wardrobe, the 'do not disturb' sign was on the door so she was happy to wander the vast room wearing very little. She went back to the bathroom, leaving the door ajar slightly, she undid and cast off her crisp white bra and matching knickers, they were both made of quite an open weave lace, brilliant white in colour as they were still quite new, the knickers being something a little different, in that these were the new shorts style, when she first saw them, she didn't think they were very sexy at all, that was until she tried them on at home later that day, she looked in the long length mirror and saw they did look sexy, very sexy, despite covering so much skin, a complete change from the tiny bits of fabric sold at horrendous prices. They fitted her well, the front showed very little, one couldn't see her nearly smooth pussy underneath, on the model in the magazine, one could see the dark pubic hair of the model, but she was almost hairless there. The backside of the shorts cut high up over her buttocks,
she liked the way they cut across her butt cheek with the fabric disappearing into the cleft between her legs, during the afternoon, she'd shifted about so much on her chair, she felt one of her ample buttocks go completely bare, while the fabric bunched up between her creamy white thighs, and forming a ridge which she caught her clitoris on several times, it was that which had kept her going through some of the long seminars and speeches, she knew she'd need to relieve herself later, but during the afternoon, it had kept a slight smile on her face........

She stood there for a second or two, looking in the mirrored wall, she was ample in proportions, she wore expensive but well fitted clothing, her business suits were all designer and so was her underwear collection, she worked hard, so reaped the benefits in dressing well, she still thought she didn't look too bad for a woman her age, she had fairly large breasts, with mid brown nipples crowning them, good sized nipples, almost two and a half inches across, she looked at them, all puckered and erect as a draft had blown across, she looked down at her thighs and her belly, all soft and yielding, kneadable and beautifully soft, she was not a toned young kitten, but was delicious in so many other ways.....

She stepped into the bath, it was a little bit too hot, but she persevered as she wanted to really relax before enduring the suits again for the evening dinner. She got in, inch by inch until she lay back, and allowed the water to envelop her. The heady fragrance of the bath essence also helping to relax her further.....she took the soap and wash cloth, and began to wash herself slowly, she felt the need to push her fingers between her legs, but she decided she wouldn't right now, she would save that for bedtime, she was not averse to masturbation in the slightest, being a woman living alone and who had been without a lover for some time, she was perfectly at ease with herself in that direction. She placed the wash cloth on the side and lay back, closing her eyes, and making a conscious effort to unwind.....

She lay back, the water still very warm, washed over her, she felt herself drifting, not drifting off to sleep, but her mind going to another level, she just dismissed any other thoughts that entered her mind as irrelevant, nothing was going to cloud her now as she fell into this state of almost limbo, there but not there, only slightly aware of her surroundings, she could smell the bath essence, feel the humidity of the hot bathroom, feel the water lapping gently around her with every slight move, she felt totally relaxed and safe......

She began to feel someone there, her eyes too heavy to open, but the immense feeling of safety still persisted, so she did not worry, she felt herself being taken from the water, in her minds eye now, it was not a bath, just warm water and now she'd been lifted from it, gently, wrapped in someones arms, she felt so safe.......she sat up, opening her eyes, she saw nothing, she could hear breathing, soft, yet masculine breathing, she could smell the essence she'd used in the bath, and herbs of some description, green and velvety, a delicious combination. She felt hands running over her body, not touching her breasts or anywhere sexual at all, over her back, her shoulders, a hand ran through her long red hair, smooth, firm hands, large hands, no jewellery, plain, simple hands, but hands that cared for what they were feeling....she reached out, into the inky blackness, she felt smooth naked skin in front of her, she run her hands up and down very slowly, feeling they were the legs of a man, muscular, a smattering of hair, she gasped as she reached up a little high and felt a soft scrotum on the side of her hands, was she supposed to touch or not? She didn't know, she wasn't sure but she had a strange feeling of calm, nothing panicked her.

She felt hands resting on her shoulders, holding her firmly, as she began to explore further around those firm legs, she reached round and felt two hard buttocks, small, pert and perfectly formed, the ran her hands down again, feeling the delightful little cleft where buttocks met legs on a man....she reached up in front of her, she felt soft skin, reaching as far as she could from her sitting position, she felt two hardened male nipples, chest smooth and only slightly undulating, not overly musclebound, she felt him breathing hard as she explored him more....

A hand held her shoulder still, the other hand located hers, and led it to where he wanted it to be....she gasped as she wrapped her fingers around the hardened shaft of his penis, his rock hard cock was in her hand, a long time since she'd been this close to one, she still wanted to see, to feast with her eyes, but nothing except the inky blackness surrounded her. Not a word was said, but breathing increased by the two people, sweat prickled from his pores as she began to smoothly stroke his proud thick manhood from balls to tip, she placed her other hand under his scrotal sac, cupping his balls gently, a finger stroked underneath his sac, she extended the finger and caught his tight ring, he gasped, the first time she got an idea of what he sounded like, deep and raspy, as he groaned at his pleasure.....

She gripped his cock, her fingers not being able to grasp all the way round, she estimated her was about six inches long, but that he was also about the same in circumference, thick, she felt her pussy warm and wet, ooze a little juice in anticipation her pussy would receive this pleasure......she felt the hand on her shoulder guide her, he wanted to feel his manhood in her mouth, at this size, she worried she'd gag, but as she relaxed and took him in slowly, tasting the tip of his cock, all smooth, she tasted the slight salty taste of a drop of his excitement, she held him form in her hand, while her tongue explored the tip, smooth, bulbous, she began to form a mental picture of it, she could feel the raised veins on the underside as she moved her fingers along his shaft, cupping his balls, she slipped her finger to his ring again, keeping a little pressure there, she began to taste a little more of him, running her tongue around the ridge of his cock head, pursing her lips to wipe him gently over her lips, teasing him, making him recall the first time he entered a tight cunt for the first time, of how it met with resistance and then eased in, and within a few long strokes, was captured by the velvet folds of a virgins pussy, now he was captivated by the lips of a woman, who had him totally in her hands, she took him to the back of her throat so slowly, and then almost all the way out of her mouth, simulating him in her cunt, how she wanted that hard, excited cock there right now.........she felt his balls rising towards his body as she stroked him with her tongue, she began to hum a tune slightly, his grip was frenetic, she tasted more of him as ejaculate began to rise, his breathing was harder and rapid, almost matching her stroke now, he couldn't hold back and she recognised the signs and slowed him down again, she felt the tension drop slightly in his grip, she was good at this, a long time learning and a long time since she;d practised too,k but like many things, never forgotten.......she concentrated on his balls, the soft fuzzy sac nestled in her hand, a finger stroking his tight ass, she had short nails, and was going to really send him wild, she dropped a gob of spittle into her other hand as she went to his balls, then taking his cock head back between her lips again, she began to put pressure on the end of his cock, humming slightly as she did, before allowing him to thrust gently into her throat, she was almost deep throating him, he was almost all the way in her mouth and she worked her tongue, wrapping it around and over his beautiful tasting cock, she began to feel him getting close to the edge again, this time she'd let him go over, and as he thrust into her mouth so gently, she slipped a finger inside his ass, he groaned loudly, his hand on the back of her head, and she swallowed his hot seed, Delicious and sweet, she could taste the smells of earlier, the vanilla,the herbs, and it was so sweet, a complete contrast to the slightly salty juices of before..she held his cock between her lips while she felt him soften slightly before letting him go, she'd enjoyed that so very much, that feeling of complete power over him, the delicate position of his cock between her lips and teeth, and swallowing, something she only ever did with those she knew and trusted well, she hadn't a clue who's juices she'd taken..... she felt him move from her, and began to feel the sensations of the water and the bath again and finally managed to open her eyes......shit!

What a dream! She must have dropped off, she hadn't intended to and what a filthy dream, a long time since she'd had such a dirty dream....she licked her lips, they felt so dry and the taste on her mouth was strange, a mix of vanilla and herbs, she thought she'd swallowed some bath water and passed it off as that, she got out of the bath and dried herself off, she cleaned her teeth, but just couldn't stop thinking about that dream she'd had, but it was so damn vivid, and not the usual dirty dream, normally she was the one wanting, receiving or needing attention, not the other way round......she still felt very excited herself, her pussy still needed attention, she deliberated for a while, could she wait til later and gain several releases, or did she need relief now?......she sat on the padded chair in the bathroom and parted her legs wide, she slipped two fingers inside her open rose, and she knew the answer, she was dripping wet, and not because of the bath, she felt her pussy welling up with anticipation of pleasure as she slid the two fingers in again and again....rubbing her engorged clit she knew she'd be close to the edge, she closed her eyes, and lifted one leg to rest on the bath, gaping herself wide open, but it wasn't enough, she needed fucking, fingers wouldn't do, but they'd simply have to, she hadn't even packed any of her trust vibrators, she had a good selection at home that kept her from going mental.......she looked around the bathroom for something...that's when she saw her stood at the door..........

To be continued

Thoughts and dreams.....

I have been thinking about the last blog entry and how I can develop it, its been a work I have been doing for a couple of months now, and I have re-worked it a couple of times. I have ideas for a prequel chapter, but the problem s, everytime I start to think about it and its gets steamy, so do I! And then my mind wanders and wanders......., so you can see, it been hard going...but I will begin work shortly....once I have composed myself!