A little bit of idle playing

Sometimes I don’t want to write a story, I just want to write out a sexual adventure, just straight sex, what’s happening and how I imagine it looks and feels like. So, this piece has no moral to it, no characterisations ,no plot, it’s just sex. I hope you enjoy it I sure enjoyed playing with myself and writing it, with harden nipples and a dripping cunt, ohhhhh, yesssssssss!

So here it is, title – Sweet Chilli, Oh Yes!

You’re licking sweet chilli sauce off my clit – the sauce makes my clit tingle and your tongue on my hardened clit makes it throb for you. I have my hands on my breasts and I’m feeling my nipples grow.

Your hard and hairy body on mine fills me with glorious heat. Oh, keep licking, keep licking, oh keep on licking, oh, oh, oh, ohhhhhhhh!!!!!!!

Ahhhhhh, ahhhh, ahhh and that’s right, ahhhhhh and stop. Thank you so much. That was the best yet. Now, bring you sweet friend over here, come on, we both know where I want your friend to go now. You’ve made my sweet spot hot and wet and ready to take a pounding.

I can see your hot friend is ready too, ready and waiting. come on, push that cock up my cunt and let’s get you off too. Your reward is right where your tongue has been, come and get your reward for helping me cum.

Oh, yes, shove it in, inch by inch and ah yes, inch by inch, yes, yes, yes. Oh I need that again and again and again. Take it out and show me – yes, so hard and glistening with my juices – give it to me again, I love the in out rhythm when you get it right, oh, yes, that’s ah, that’s so fucking right.

Keep going and going, I want to feel you flood my cunt with cum, oh yes, oh yes, pump and pump and pump me full. Keep going, I can feel it coming, harder, harder, oh yes, that feels so good. My nipples want your mouth, yes suck that one, the other, oh yes fuck, yes, that feels good,

I can feel you coming, pump that cum up me, oh yes, yes, yes! Pump me full, and cum and cum and oh yes, cum. Ah, and oh, a little more and oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh, a second one for me . Ahhhhhh. Let me lick that cum off you, it tastes good, you and me mixed together. I’ll suck the juices off and we’ll see if you can go again, OK?

Get ready!

Ice Princess

Ok, so she’s cold and dead. She still looks damned fine. In a moment I’ll take that cloth off her face and plunge into her mouth.

She won’t suck on my cock, I realise that, but she’s fresh enough still to be wet and I’ll fuck her throat until I can blast her with my cum.

I climb onto the lovely cold one, kneeling over her head and I plunge my eager cock into her waiting mouth. ‘Oh yeah Princess, oh yeah, take it, take it.’

It feels amazing, that cold hole waiting for me, I plunge in and pull out, over and over.

‘Oh my god, alive or dead, doesn’t matter, a hole is a hole and oh, your hole is filled, filled right now. Oh god. Oh fuckin’ god! Take it baby, take it, I’m nearly there.’

I feel my balls tighten. ‘Take it baby, ah! Yeah!’

My cum pumps and pumps down her throat, and I know I’m doing a good thing. Nothing that feels this good can be wrong. I didn’t kill her, I just found her. I found her lying there, face covered and waiting like a newly wed bride. Like she was waiting for me.

She’s mine now, I’ve claimed her! ‘Mine baby, oh, mine. I’m claiming you with my cock! Oh now, oh, now. Now.’

My pumping slows to a tickle, my juices alive and pumped into her lovely mouth. My claim well and truly staked, I pull out, and my semen trickles out of her mouth. I hold a finger to her lips and then wipe my fluids onto her beautiful cold body. Her breasts are cold but still soft, slimed and sexy now with my sex fluids. I’m giving her life, she’s loving me and I find myself rising again.

One woman, lots of places to explore. I’m ready to explore all her caves. Oh yeah, I am so ready!

I Love My Breasts

I’ve fallen in love with my breasts. Once they were only added extras, tools to attract male attention. Then they became partners to enhance my orgasms. Now though, I realise they are an important part of me.

My breasts encapsulate my very essence, soft, yielding, giving, nurturing. My erect nipples bring me enticing realisations, cold, excitement, sexual feelings – my nipples are my early warning beacons.

When my nipples come alive, I know to be aware, to be ready for whatever is coming next, because something certainly will occur! My nipples and the rest of me will be up for whatever it is! When pleasure or danger are on my near horizon, my nipples know something is on its way.

My breasts are always there, ready to assist in whatever way they can. They are comforting, alluring, exciting sexual and sensual. My breasts share my day and playing with them gives me pleasure when times are quiet. My breasts share my lover with me when he is ready for fun times.

My breasts are like soft kittens, delighting me with their sweetness and playfulness. I love my breasts – do you love yours?

Is is Only Me Or Did you Think of This Too?

Hello,

sometimes I wonder if my mind is perverted, then I think other people might think the same way as me. I saw these trees and wanted to fuck one of them!

Anyway, I encourage others to have a look at this site and see if they thought the same way as I did.  Go on, let your inhibitions go and see if they turn you on – male or female, you could get off with one of these trees! Well I could, anyway!

I’d love to read comments from people – you might think I’m perverted , you might agree with me, whatever way you think, tell me about it! I’ll read and reply.

When I looked at these amazing trees shaped by man, my first thought was Wow, amazing! My second thought was Oh I’d like to fuck one of those, I wonder if they have any really X-rated trees?

And now I’m getting hot at the thought of rubbing my clit against a tree that was specially trained to please me. Oh, yes! The tree would be always ready for me and I would become the most fucking Ardent Tree Hugger ever!

Is that HOT or what? Oh fuck that’s hot!

Thinking about the World Cup (and getting hot)

Scoring goals

fit men on the grounds

taut, tight

running, leaping –

the ball is kicked

my heart is hot

as I try to keep

my focus on the ball

and off the bodies

the hot bodies, vying

trying to place the ball

in the goal, the goal, the goal

a goal is scored, the body exposed

my goal is reached

as I track an imaginary

ball across my

personal playing field

and score my goal

as I watch them score theirs

ecstasy comes

when the goal is scored

my ecstasy,

their ecstasy

I got hot writing this poem and I’m almost at the point of resenting the presence of my husband and son, because I so want to score a personal goal.

The ball has pleasured my right nipple, my left nipple, I can feel them both straining against my shirt, wanting more. It’s in my head and fake though, I want it on the bed and real.

My thoughts continue and the ball has travelled across my belly and it’s getting closer, closer to the ultimate zone. I can feel a zing in my clit and my pussy lips are sliding against each other as I can almost feel the rubbing that will lead me to where I want, I need to go.

My pleasure zone, where orgasm is the only goal worth getting.

Oh please, please give me some private space.

Same Sex is not the Only Sex

I am a heterosexual married woman. I’ve been playing with lesbianism lately, online, in my head and with my writing. In the flesh though, for me, sexual pleasure is with my husband or by myself.

Having said all of that, I am aware that this website doesn’t indicate that I have any heterosexual experiences or writing to prove it. I wrote a short story recently and I want to share it with you. Please be aware that I am a writer of fiction, and my writing is fictional – made up in my head and typed up for enjoyment! Read on, and feel free to play with yourself as you read it – I’d love to hear about how it made you feel as you read it!

Giving Your All For The Team

It was after the game, a hard fought game of football, played by hardened sportsman. She’d often thought about these [players and what they might look like underneath their footy clothes. It was time to see what was for real.

What she saw before her was even more than she had ever dreamed of.

The men in the room were all naked, with wet and tousled hair and their bodies shone with either sweat from their exertions on the field or from showering after it.

A short story for you

Learning about Maths etc by Kitty Cordeaux

Maths lesson. Lillian used to hate Maths lesson. Now though, ever since she turned 18, it was different. Now classes had a new shine to them, a naughty secret that made Lillian want to be there now.

‘Lillian, are you paying attention?’ came teacher’s voice.

Lillian looked up at Sister, startled but excited.

‘Yes, I was paying attention,’ she said. ‘Shall I do my eight times tables?’

Lillian saw the light in her teacher’s eyes. They both knew what was coming.

‘One times eight is eight, two times eight is sixteen, three times eight is twenty-four. Shall I continue?’ she asked.

‘No,’ said Sister Jean-Marie. ‘You’ve done well, I can see you’ve been practising, thank you.’

‘I’m not  sure I’m good enough for the competition though, Sister,’ said Lillian. ‘Can you test me again?’

‘All right Lillian, we’ll spend sometime after class, it always helps. We have other things to do in class today.’

Lillian smiled at her teacher and the rest of the lesson passed in a golden glow. When the siren went, Lillian stayed behind, and the tingling in her body as she thought about the “lesson” to come grew and grew as she watched the other students leave the room.

Sister Jean-Marie watched the students leave too, then locked the door. She turned and looked at Lillian, who gazed back at her with gleaming eyes.

‘Shall I start now?’ asked Lillian.

‘Yes please,’ said her teacher, as she came and stood next to her student.

‘One times eight is eight, two times eight is sixteen, three times eight is seventy million!’ She looked up and smiled as Sister Jean-Marie swooped down on her.

‘No, wrong! I’ll have to punish you!’ Sister Jean-Marie licked her lips and smiled. ‘Uniform off, and lie down over there.’

Lillian trembled with joy as she walked to the teacher’s desk and took off her school uniform, leaving on her stockings but taking off her bra. She hadn’t worn knickers today, hoping the maths class would end up like this.

‘On my back or my front?’ she asked, hoping for her back. She loved to see Sister Jean-Marie rubbing her breasts through her habit, and hoped her teacher would take off her own clothing too.

‘Lie on your front please Lillian, I want to examine something on your back.’

Lillian lay across the desk on her front. Her teacher had placed a blanket on the desk during class, telling the students it was for “later” without explaining what it was going to be for “later”. Lillian knew though, Lillian had stayed behind maths class many happy times in the year. Her school life had improved vastly since she turned 18.

She didn’t know what it was her teacher wanted to examine, but she knew it would end up very, very well. Her teacher was teaching her wonderful things about the female body.

Sister Jean-Marie rubbed Lillian gently down the length of her spine, from the back of her neck and all the way down. She tickled the base of Lillian’s spine, making the young girl squirm and squeal.

‘Oh please, again!’

The teacher did the same thing again, but stopping partway down and sliding her hand around the girl’s lithe body to cup the breast on the right, tickling the already erect nipple.

‘So nice, soft little titty, naughty nipple,’ she said, pinching then leaning over to kiss the girl on the buttock on the same side.

The girl gave a tiny scream, then moaned at the kiss, which ended with the nun’s tongue licking the students inner thigh.

Lillian moaned again, then raised her hips and slid a finger into her vulva. She pulled her finger out then licked her own juices from it, before plunging her finger in there again, gyrating on the digit and hoping for much, much more.

‘Roll over Lillian, I want to taste that myself.’

The teachers voice was tender and warm and Lillian was more than happy to obey. Her teacher leaned down, kissing Lillian’s flat belly, then licking her way down to Lillian’s most private parts. She licked and licked with her tongue while Lillian squirmed and squealed with pleasure.

‘Oh please, please, don’t stop!’ Lillian could feel the pleasure rising within her belly, and she rubbed both of her budding nipples, teasing slowly then faster as her teacher found her clitoris and sent her to the heavenly place again. She ground her hips into Sister Jean-Marie’s mouth, then came over and over, even better than other times.

The pleasure pulsed through her, from her nipples down to her thighs and all places in between. Lillian felt a flood of elation, and she knew she was wetter than ever before. She shoved two fingers into herself, past her teacher’s mouth, and took them out again and licked, tasting her juices and revelling in the feelings she was getting. Her body shuddered again and again, and she imagined she was feeling God inhabiting her, or something Divine anyway.

Lillian loved maths and she loved her maths teacher. She sat up then and smiled. ‘Oh thank you, Sister, thank you so much, how can I repay you?’ Lillian had gone from hating maths and being stupid with it, to loving it and finally understanding the subject like never before.

‘Lillian, all I ask is that you do well in the maths competition, and that you remember all I have taught you. You know your maths now, and you know how to find pleasure. With me, with another, by yourself, you know what gives you pleasure. Never put up with anything that doesn’t bring you pleasure. This pleasure is your God given right! Do you understand?’

Lillian gazed at her teacher, so wise, so loving. ‘I understand,’ she said. ‘I know what feels right and good. Thank you for your teaching!’

Kitty’s got a problem

I want to become a lesbian. I have chatted with one online recently and we have become very good friends. I am currently having health issues that have caused my body to refuse to take me to the ‘Big O’, and she (my friend) has been trying to help me get there.

She has done this by talking me through the process, telling me what to do to my body. I have been following her instructions and having a pleasurable time of it, but not an orgasmic time. I get close to it, but I can’t go over the edge to get to what I want.

My lesbian friend has told me that she has had a similar issue in the past, but now has another health issue which makes it quite easy to get to that favoured place – the land of Orgasmia.

Anyway, my friend has suggested I get myself some toys to play with and I am quite keen to do this. I have a couple of issues though with this course of action.

Number one, I can’t even pay my bills in full at the moment, so I don’t think it would be responsible of me to buy myself a new toy, even if it may be the answer to my needs.

Number two, well I can’t remember what the second issue was – perhaps it was this – I don’t know exactly what kind of toy I should get. I’m thinking a clitoral vibrator, with at least two different speeds and probably water proof. I would appreciate any feedback on this issue.

My lack of being able to remember what the second issue was is part of my new illness. Memory and other cognitive issues are not uncommon with the chronic and incurable illness I now have.

Anyway, getting back to my initial item with which I started this discussion. I stated I want to become a lesbian. I would like some feedback on this from my readers too. I have a few things which are in the way of my becoming a lesbian.

The first thing (and I will try to remember all of the things this time) is this – I am married with a husband who I love very much, and who is quite keen to help me with my sexual dysfunction. My becoming a lesbian would be hurtful to him, and I have no desire whatsoever to hurt him.

The second thing is that I live in a small country town, and I am quite well known, so it would probably be a problem if I were to suddenly become a card carrying dyke. It probably wouldn’t go down well with the ladies at either the lawn bowling club, or the Country Woman’s Association.

And now for the final thing. I have looked at lots of pictures and videos of naked ladies, quite a few of them lately, but I just don’t find them sexually exciting. If the said naked ladies are with naked men I get more excited, especially is the men are really buff and in an obvious state of sexual arousal. Further, if there are more that one naked man, and they are playing with each other rather than with the naked lady or ladies, I find that even more arousing.

Seeing such images can make my nipple and clitoris start to tingle and become engorged. This tingling used to be what happened to me before I orgasmed, but sadly, it no longer takes me to that place.

I’m not saying I don’t like these feelings, indeed, I would be a liar if I said that. I love my nipples and clitoris tingling. It’s just that it’s been a couple of months now without an orgasm. Both my lesbian friend and my husband have had orgasms when they are with me (online in the case of my friend, and in bed in the case of my husband). So you can’t say my problem is because I’m not sexy, because those two obviously are able to ‘get it off’ when I am with them.

I am keen to hear from others who may have some ideas to add to this discussion. If you have had simialr issues, and have resloved them I would loveto hear from you. If you use a suitable toy, I would be glad to find out the kind of toy which works for you. If you could give me a few paragraphs describing what you do with it and how it feels, that would be fantastic. I’m sure other readers would be interested to read about it too.

If you are feeling aroused in any way  after reading this post, please give details about what the arousalk does to your body, and what you are doing about it. I am not afraid of other people masturbating, indeed, I would suggest masturbation the best thing to do when you are reading material such as this. If I were alone, I would proably be typing this one handed, if you get me drift!

Anyway, that’s enough about me, I await your feedback. And if you would like to offer me a few pennies to help with my purchase, I would be ever so grateful. Just kidding!

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