Bump 'n grind,Bump 'n grind

It started off innocently enough.
(Doesn't it always?)
Just a dance with the friend of a friend at some generic club downtown. The music was thumping out some unidentifiable club mix hit. There was flirting, as is the norm when people with the sizzling, sparking chemistry get near each other. Hands kept hovering near places they probably shouldn't have been in public. He was twirling and swirling me around, which was alternately thrilling and scary. Our bodies were so close that I could make out a nice-sized erection through his jeans. I wanted to touch it, wrap my fingers around it. Instead I chose creativity. Pretended to be a stripper and rubbed my delicious ass up against it. I think it drove him crazy. He pulled me closer. Way closer. My crotch near his. My head to his neck. So close, yet so far. I ran my tongue along his earlobe. He shuddered.
Intensity.
He grabbed my ass and pulled me even closer than I thought possible for two people on a dance floor who still had all their clothing on. He began practically thrusting up against me, but to the beat of the song, simulating sex in a way that was probably sort of obvious. I wondered if people were watching us. Living vicariously through us. (Were we turning them on?)
I liked it. A lot.
His hand on my ass guiding my body toward his in an undulating vibration of pure, raw desire. Moving as one, throbbing to the beat. Until the climax... of the song.
(And him.)

Addiction?

I think I might have a small problem on...er... with my hands. I can't seem to keep them from touching my pretty parts. Not that I can't keep my hand down my pants when I'm at work (don't want to get fired or spend too much suspicious time in the office's single w.c.). The addict in me comes out later... like when I'm alone on the couch at night (and Boytoy has gone to sleep), I cannot help but get myself all hot and bothered. And next thing you know I'm absentmindedly stroking a nipple or teasing my clit.

Maybe I've needed all this self love to help clear the writer's block I've had for the past few months. Masturbation got me back to the blog.

Lack

There's been some stressful stuff going on my life life and as a result I haven't been feeling very sexy or very creative lately. And I don't want to write if my heart (and other parts) isn't in it. I spend all day at work writing just to fill space. My intent with this blog is for the contents to be a reflection of who I really am.

Foreplay & fun II

Somehow, the rest of your clothing fell off.

Fantasy was now reality as I moved towards you. Each stride purposeful, almost theatrical, designed to show off my body and make your cock quiver in anticipation. I touched your face as you reached for me. I deftly guided your arms over your head and took out the handcuffs, securing your wandering fingers to a loop in the wall behind the couch.

Then I did a slow, silent strip tease, just like you wanted it - bending over to show off my ass, dangling my tits inches away from your face - shedding what remained of my clothing.

I stood naked before you, a kaleidescope of green, blue, red, pink, and yellow played on my skin in the soft light of the neon signs outside the window. You told me that I looked more beautiful naked than you'd imagined.

How many times did you touch yourself while thinking of me?
Probably too many to count.

I came closer, letting you lick my nipples and bury your face between my breasts as I straddled you. Your cock brushed my clit and sent a shiver through my body. I stood up on the couch, my crotch perfectly level with your mouth, and let you lap at my now swollen clit until I had a sweet and slow orgasm. Then came your turn. I slid my hand down your chest to your stomach and found that spot on your inner thigh. You moaned that you needed to be inside of me right now. I slid myself onto your erection and finally knew what it felt like to be so entwined with your body. As I rocked my hips you began to try to thrust deeper. When I picked up the pace you came... eyes rolling back into your head signifying ultimate pleasure.

I got out the key and uncuffed you and you grabbed me and pushed me up on the dining room table. Stacks of papers went flying. Once was not enough and you fucked me right there on the hard wood.

I can't wait for the next time we play together.

Foreplay & fun

Sitting across from you on the other side of the couch, I fought the urge to rip your clothes off as the sexual tension hung so thickly in the air around us late one night. I wanted to crawl onto your lap, straddling it, knowing that you wanted my crotch pressed up against yours... letting me feel just how excited you were.

You moved closer.

Lightning struck.

Our tongues met in a frenzied first kiss so hot I thought my lips slightly scorched. My foot danced across your lap, coming to rest as you pulled me on top of you, as if you could read my mind... The hard bulge in your jeans between my legs confirmed my earlier hypothesis. You know I couldn't help but to grind against you a little, teasing and previewing.

Your hands were in my hair... on my neck... down to my breasts where my nipples were already taut with anticipation.

Remember how you groaned when I licked your earlobe? How you slid your hands up under my skirt while telling me how hot my ass was? I wondered if you could feel how wet you'd already made me.

You gasped when I began to unzip your pants, begging me to do it faster. I obliged and marveled to myself at the beautiful size of your erect cock, sliding off your lap and down on to my hands and knees next to you, taking it in my mouth and treating it to the talents of my tongue. You deftly slid my panties off and it felt shockingly good when you slid a finger inside of me making me even wetter than I already was.

I wondered if you knew all the naughty things I was thinking.


To be continued...

Twice as nice

Your hard cock slowly slides inside me
making me gasp.
His hand reaches around to my breasts, caressing my nipples in turn.
I stroke him and he grows harder and longer and firmer
as you watch
gazing adoringly from between my legs.
I take him in my mouth, teasing... tasting...
another in your presence only makes me hotter as you continue to fuck me.
I do love an audience.

4 hands.
2 cocks.
So much pleasure.

concentration

glistening
glowing
skin
dripping
drop
drop
drop
beads of sweat roll
down
down
down
between my breasts
landing on your rippled abdomen
i like to concentrate
as i ride your luscious cock
paying
strict
attention
to how good you feel inside of me
as my hips rock
back
and
forth
making you gasp
at how well i move
the two of us
towards bliss