I spent this past weekend in Orlando with my best subbie girlfriend. I'm sad to say that it had been 3 1/2 years since the last time I'd visited. Especially since it's only 2 hours away. Life just gets in the way sometimes, yanno? I used to drive down at least once a month. Back when I first started going to munches and play parties and then to visit my Mistress before She moved to California. I always looked forward to the drive down. And not only because I was on my way to visit Her.
See, I used to drive a really crappy car that would vibrate a bit when I drove. The boredom of being in a car by myself for two hours, combined with the vibrations from the road would generally make me feel pretty randy. I was always getting horny in the car, so I had a habit of driving with one foot up on the dash, giving me easy access to my pussy. I would often finger myself while driving. Unfortunately, however, I was rarely able to get myself off just from fingering. On one such trip, I stopped and bought a vibrator, which I kept in the car from that point on.
My favorite thing to do was to make sure I pulled up and drove next to someone while I was masturbating. Especially truckers. I absolutely love to be watched while I masturbate and am a complete exhibitionist in that aspect. Looking back, I know how dangerous that was, but that honestly just added to the thrill for me. There was one time when I was boxed in by 4 semis and they took turns rotating their positions around me. Such a bad girl I am.
Monday afternoon, I was making the same exact drive home and it wasn't long before I was thinking back to the good ol' days of my shows. It's not as comfortable as it used to be, but I readjusted my seat and put my left foot up on my dash. I was wearing a skirt with no panties, so I pulled up my skirt to expose my super-smooth pussy. I could already feel the wetness dripping down between my legs and I hadn't really done anything yet! At first I was just running my fingers over my mound, enjoying how smooth the skin is now. I like to lightly run my fingertips across my skin, almost tickling it. It makes me shiver and instantly juices me up. I reached down a bit further, tracing the cleft of my pussy lips. It wasn't slick but I knew as soon as I parted my lips, the wetness would come gushing out. I just teased myself for a while, sometimes not touching for a few minutes. I couldn't keep my hands away for very long, though.
Finally I slid one finger down between my lips, barely grazing my tingling clit. I gasped at how drenched I was and I felt it ooze down between the cheeks of my ass. I reached down further and plunged my finger in and it was nothing but wetness. Then I pulled my now-soaked finger back up to my clit and began teasing it, feeling it grow hard and hot under my touch. When I masturbate, I don't really need to be rough or use very much pressure until the very end, when I am on the brink of orgasm. The miles flew by as I sped up I-95, cruise control locked, diddling my clit and moaning louder and louder. How I longed for my vibrator then!
I'd become very adept at driving while under this level of arousal, able to focus on all of the traffic around me and my throbbing pussy at the same time. I'm just very talented at multi-tasking that way. However, I was getting to the point where I just really needed to be free to use both hands because just one wasn't cutting it anymore. At that exact moment, I saw precisely what I needed: a rest area. I sat up a little bit and made sure to change lanes safely so that I could pull over into the rest area.
It was the middle of the afternoon, and there weren't very many cars in the parking lot. I went all the way to the very last spot and parked my car under a tree. The closest car was at least a dozen spaces away. There was nobody walking in the area. I was completely alone for at least 30 yards in any direction, although there was a custodian on an ATV facing in my direction changing trash bags. As I leaned back and put my right foot up on my center console to give myself full access to my pleading pussy, I wondered what would happened if he saw me and came over. I visualized him telling me that I couldn't do that here, that I had to leave. I thought about him calling the cops to have me arrested for indecent exposure. But what really got me even more excited was imagining him standing outside my car watching me. Picturing his cock growing hard in his coveralls and him reaching down to adjust the bulge for temporary respite, only to retire to the men's room where he could take care of his own problem. That was the finishing touch I needed.
With my right hand I mercilessly stroked and pushed down on my clit, creating more and more slick friction. My left hand was frantically fucking my pussy, shoving in and wiggling the first two fingers. I was panting, gasping, grunting, groaning, shivering and shuddering. Harder and faster and deeper and then at last my pussy clenched around my fingers. Juices spilled over my hands. My body convulsed and my eyes rolled back into my head. I yelled out as I was rocked with my orgasm.
I let my head fall to the headrest and my body relaxed. My sticky wet hands stay curled in my lap. My legs and pussy twitched in rhythm with my racing heartbeat. I waited for my breathing to return to normal. The warmth from my clit spread throughout my body and any stress I had just melted away.
After a minute or so I sat up, straightened my seat, put both feet on the floor where they belonged, and drove off. I headed in the direction of Publix, where I had to do some grocery shopping in a cloud of freshly-pleased pussy. I licked my fingers clean on the way.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
As smooth as a baby's bottom
Saturday afternoon I got my first Brazilian wax. So there's another first to knock off an ever-shortening list! I intended to go only as moral support for my best subbie girlfriends, but ended up getting one also. It was her treat, how could I say no?
I kept her distracted while she went first, making her laugh all the way through it. She was very good at feigning that there was no real pain. However, I really had no clue just how stoic she was being. Once she was finished and the waxer lady was cleaning off the remaining little bits of wax, K asked me if I wanted to do it. I was really nervous and hesitant, having seen how much hairier than she I was. Plus, I'm a big baby, to tell the truth. She assured me over and over that it really wasn't that bad, so I acquiesced.
The waxer lady stepped out, and I quickly disrobed from the waist down and got up on the table. K took my spot on the stool in the corner. Moments later the lady returned and had me spread my legs, knees bent and laid flat with the soles of my feet touching. The frog position I is how I like to think of it. It's not very comfortable, and I have bad hips, but the lady was so fast with K that I didn't think it would be too bad. Boy was I wrong! I was absolutely correct in my assessment of my hirsuteness compared to K. Her waxing took maybe half an hour. Mine took almost an hour! The first parts weren't so terrible. The wax was warm and felt really nice. But unfortunately, of course it wasn't there for the purpose of me enjoying the sensation. The lady applied the wax, I got to feel the warmth, and then she was applying the paper and ripping the hair away. It was very bright, sting-y pain. And there were some parts, the really tender sensitive areas, that really felt like she was ripping my flesh off instead of just tearing the hair out. It was very hot, burn-y pain. But the good thing is that it was very quick and didn't linger. After it was all done, I didn't have any residual pain or discomfort at all.
It's been 4 days and there hasn't been any regrowth so far. Still very smooth. I love the smooth feeling, so I think I will try it again for sure. :)
I kept her distracted while she went first, making her laugh all the way through it. She was very good at feigning that there was no real pain. However, I really had no clue just how stoic she was being. Once she was finished and the waxer lady was cleaning off the remaining little bits of wax, K asked me if I wanted to do it. I was really nervous and hesitant, having seen how much hairier than she I was. Plus, I'm a big baby, to tell the truth. She assured me over and over that it really wasn't that bad, so I acquiesced.
The waxer lady stepped out, and I quickly disrobed from the waist down and got up on the table. K took my spot on the stool in the corner. Moments later the lady returned and had me spread my legs, knees bent and laid flat with the soles of my feet touching. The frog position I is how I like to think of it. It's not very comfortable, and I have bad hips, but the lady was so fast with K that I didn't think it would be too bad. Boy was I wrong! I was absolutely correct in my assessment of my hirsuteness compared to K. Her waxing took maybe half an hour. Mine took almost an hour! The first parts weren't so terrible. The wax was warm and felt really nice. But unfortunately, of course it wasn't there for the purpose of me enjoying the sensation. The lady applied the wax, I got to feel the warmth, and then she was applying the paper and ripping the hair away. It was very bright, sting-y pain. And there were some parts, the really tender sensitive areas, that really felt like she was ripping my flesh off instead of just tearing the hair out. It was very hot, burn-y pain. But the good thing is that it was very quick and didn't linger. After it was all done, I didn't have any residual pain or discomfort at all.
It's been 4 days and there hasn't been any regrowth so far. Still very smooth. I love the smooth feeling, so I think I will try it again for sure. :)
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Backyard Bliss
The mid-afternoon air was hot and muggy when I opened the door from the bedroom out to the back deck. A light breeze cooled the sweat that instantly coated our naked bodies in a thin sheet of salty moisture. He reached around me and quickly squeezed my breasts before leaning down to kiss and nibble at my neck. As he pressed against me, I felt that his cock was already rigid with excitement at the business we were about to undertake. I giggled and pulled away to step gingerly across the deck. With my tender, bare feet I carefully avoided the relentless carpet of leaves, pine needles, cypress cones, and other tree shrapnel littering the boards.
Before I could reach the stairs, he gently pushed me against and over the rail so that I was looking down into the yard. My nipples and breasts were crushed against the rough wood and the sensation sent a gush of wetness to intermingle with the sweat already dripping down my legs. His fingers probed to test the wetness and find my clit. I moaned and shivered despite the heat outside.
“Patience, my love,” I panted at him.
Holding the blanket in one hand and his hand in the other, I lead the way down the steps to our jungle-like backyard. The ground was squelchy and soft from the daily summer rainstorms, threatening to pull our feet below the surface. Dappled sunlight fell on the lush patch of ferns that would fill the roll of our love-making bed today.
I searched out a spot almost completely free of the cypress knees that dotted the backyard and spread out the blanket. As I bent over, he came up behind me and put his hands on my hips, pulling me toward him. His cock fit naturally between the cheeks of my ass, but pointed upward toward the small of my back. I teased him a bit by wiggling my ass around on his cock and then turned around and looked up into his eyes. His gaze was fiery and electric and I could see that he was barely restraining himself from throwing me down to have his way with me. I leaned up to kiss his lips and as I did so, he reached down to pinch my nipples roughly, stretching and twisting them slightly by the rings with which they were pierced. Again I moaned and shivered as he kissed me more urgently. His cock was bulging and throbbing against my lower belly, begging for attention. I wrapped my hand around his hardness and slowly stroked. Now it was his turn to shiver and pull away.
Grasping his hand for balance, I lowered myself to the blanket, feeling the ground and ferns soft below me. I laid all the way back until he towered above me. He surveyed me lying amongst the ferns for a moment but decided he could wait no longer. He knelt down, spreading my legs apart with his knees and moved to plunge his cock into my awaiting pussy.
I put my hand up to his chest to stop him. “Will you eat my pussy, please?” My clit throbbed excitedly at the mere thought.
Not one to deny such a request, especially in the given circumstances, he immediately slid down and put his mouth to my mound. My whole body shuddered before he even got there. Once his tongue touched my nether lips to part them, a loud gasp escaped me and the rest of my breath caught in my throat. He deftly discovered and lashed my clit, sending another round of convulsions all through my body. It wasn’t long before I was writhing on the blanket, my head thrashing in the ferns. I got brief glimpses of the world surrounding me as I was transported to the land of ecstasy by his cunnilingual skills: the back corner of the neighbors’ yard from which we were in full view; small swatches of sky visible through the myriad branches and trees above me; my precious ferns all dancing in the light breeze around me; and the top of his closely-cropped head between my thighs. Outside of my own cries of pleasure, I could hear birds singing and chirping, the wind blowing through the trees, and the constant, white-noise buzzing of the bugs in our little wilderness. It was almost complete sensory overload and I could feel myself wanting to explode.
Reading the waves of my body, my exclamations of passion and the tossing of my head, he knew that it was time to fully consummate. He released my engorged clit from his lips and moved up to match his hips with mine. With no resistance from me, he thrust his cock balls-deep into my cunt. Upon feeling him all the way inside and his pelvic bone pressing my swollen clit, I couldn’t contain my scream of the sweetest joy known and it seemed to echo throughout the woods. I reached my arms up behind is back to grab his shoulders and wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him further into me. He placed one hand at the small of my back to bring me even closer to him as he drove his cock into me again and again. The sweat was running down our bodies and we grunted like animals in the wild, fulfilling this carnal need.
Finally my pussy began to strongly convulse, squeezing and kneading him inside me. Spasms radiated from my clit as my body was wracked with my intense orgasm. Once he felt my snatch grab hold of him like a steel trap, he could no longer stall his own building explosion. His body tensed solid, his teeth gnashed and his face contorted to release a loud groan. Then I felt his cock shoot molten cum into my already hot chasm. Tremors overtook him and with each one he jack-hammered into me even more. He clamped his mouth to mine and our kiss was so passionate and desperate that we breathed through each other, winding our body tightly together. In this moment we are one being, melted into each other, slick with sweat and the combination of our own juices.
We came up for air as the convulsions subsided and we relaxed our limbs from their tight embrace. We both fell back to the blanket, still wrapped in each other. I shuddered again as his still-hard cock slid out of my drenched pussy. My head swam with the humidity and the leftovers of my powerful orgasm. My body quivered as aftershocks trembled through me. He kissed me again, slowly and sweetly this time.
At last our heartbeats and breath returned to normal. He stood and pulled me to my feet, my legs still shaky. I encircled my arms around his waist and held him, clinging for a moment to our freshest memory, knowing even then that it wouldn’t be long until our backyard adventure was repeated.
“Maybe next time we’ll bring some company,” he suggested and I smiled up at him, my heart racing once more.
Before I could reach the stairs, he gently pushed me against and over the rail so that I was looking down into the yard. My nipples and breasts were crushed against the rough wood and the sensation sent a gush of wetness to intermingle with the sweat already dripping down my legs. His fingers probed to test the wetness and find my clit. I moaned and shivered despite the heat outside.
“Patience, my love,” I panted at him.
Holding the blanket in one hand and his hand in the other, I lead the way down the steps to our jungle-like backyard. The ground was squelchy and soft from the daily summer rainstorms, threatening to pull our feet below the surface. Dappled sunlight fell on the lush patch of ferns that would fill the roll of our love-making bed today.
I searched out a spot almost completely free of the cypress knees that dotted the backyard and spread out the blanket. As I bent over, he came up behind me and put his hands on my hips, pulling me toward him. His cock fit naturally between the cheeks of my ass, but pointed upward toward the small of my back. I teased him a bit by wiggling my ass around on his cock and then turned around and looked up into his eyes. His gaze was fiery and electric and I could see that he was barely restraining himself from throwing me down to have his way with me. I leaned up to kiss his lips and as I did so, he reached down to pinch my nipples roughly, stretching and twisting them slightly by the rings with which they were pierced. Again I moaned and shivered as he kissed me more urgently. His cock was bulging and throbbing against my lower belly, begging for attention. I wrapped my hand around his hardness and slowly stroked. Now it was his turn to shiver and pull away.
Grasping his hand for balance, I lowered myself to the blanket, feeling the ground and ferns soft below me. I laid all the way back until he towered above me. He surveyed me lying amongst the ferns for a moment but decided he could wait no longer. He knelt down, spreading my legs apart with his knees and moved to plunge his cock into my awaiting pussy.
I put my hand up to his chest to stop him. “Will you eat my pussy, please?” My clit throbbed excitedly at the mere thought.
Not one to deny such a request, especially in the given circumstances, he immediately slid down and put his mouth to my mound. My whole body shuddered before he even got there. Once his tongue touched my nether lips to part them, a loud gasp escaped me and the rest of my breath caught in my throat. He deftly discovered and lashed my clit, sending another round of convulsions all through my body. It wasn’t long before I was writhing on the blanket, my head thrashing in the ferns. I got brief glimpses of the world surrounding me as I was transported to the land of ecstasy by his cunnilingual skills: the back corner of the neighbors’ yard from which we were in full view; small swatches of sky visible through the myriad branches and trees above me; my precious ferns all dancing in the light breeze around me; and the top of his closely-cropped head between my thighs. Outside of my own cries of pleasure, I could hear birds singing and chirping, the wind blowing through the trees, and the constant, white-noise buzzing of the bugs in our little wilderness. It was almost complete sensory overload and I could feel myself wanting to explode.
Reading the waves of my body, my exclamations of passion and the tossing of my head, he knew that it was time to fully consummate. He released my engorged clit from his lips and moved up to match his hips with mine. With no resistance from me, he thrust his cock balls-deep into my cunt. Upon feeling him all the way inside and his pelvic bone pressing my swollen clit, I couldn’t contain my scream of the sweetest joy known and it seemed to echo throughout the woods. I reached my arms up behind is back to grab his shoulders and wrapped my legs around his waist to pull him further into me. He placed one hand at the small of my back to bring me even closer to him as he drove his cock into me again and again. The sweat was running down our bodies and we grunted like animals in the wild, fulfilling this carnal need.
Finally my pussy began to strongly convulse, squeezing and kneading him inside me. Spasms radiated from my clit as my body was wracked with my intense orgasm. Once he felt my snatch grab hold of him like a steel trap, he could no longer stall his own building explosion. His body tensed solid, his teeth gnashed and his face contorted to release a loud groan. Then I felt his cock shoot molten cum into my already hot chasm. Tremors overtook him and with each one he jack-hammered into me even more. He clamped his mouth to mine and our kiss was so passionate and desperate that we breathed through each other, winding our body tightly together. In this moment we are one being, melted into each other, slick with sweat and the combination of our own juices.
We came up for air as the convulsions subsided and we relaxed our limbs from their tight embrace. We both fell back to the blanket, still wrapped in each other. I shuddered again as his still-hard cock slid out of my drenched pussy. My head swam with the humidity and the leftovers of my powerful orgasm. My body quivered as aftershocks trembled through me. He kissed me again, slowly and sweetly this time.
At last our heartbeats and breath returned to normal. He stood and pulled me to my feet, my legs still shaky. I encircled my arms around his waist and held him, clinging for a moment to our freshest memory, knowing even then that it wouldn’t be long until our backyard adventure was repeated.
“Maybe next time we’ll bring some company,” he suggested and I smiled up at him, my heart racing once more.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Welcome. I’ve been waiting for you…
But not as much as you’ve been waiting for me. You just didn’t know it yet. ;) It doesn’t look like much right at this moment, but this space is going to warm up fairly quickly once I get things going. You’re in for a fun ride. Thanks for joining me. I’m glad to have you along.
So, what can you expect to find here? There’s going to be some fiction and fantasy and some things drawn from real-life experience. I’ll let you decide which is which. And from time to time there may be photographic evidence from my play time. I plan to get very explicit. I’m an exhibitionist at heart. I like to share and bare all. You’ll be glad that I did.
For just a little while though, I’ll need your patience. I need to do some decorating to give this place some atmosphere, set the tone a bit. I may post a few things here and there, but it’s just for the sake of priming the pump. Once I’m up and running, though, there will be no stopping me. ;)
So stay tuned. Naughty things come to those who wait…
So, what can you expect to find here? There’s going to be some fiction and fantasy and some things drawn from real-life experience. I’ll let you decide which is which. And from time to time there may be photographic evidence from my play time. I plan to get very explicit. I’m an exhibitionist at heart. I like to share and bare all. You’ll be glad that I did.
For just a little while though, I’ll need your patience. I need to do some decorating to give this place some atmosphere, set the tone a bit. I may post a few things here and there, but it’s just for the sake of priming the pump. Once I’m up and running, though, there will be no stopping me. ;)
So stay tuned. Naughty things come to those who wait…
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