The main challenge had already been sent to me, and I was on with the preparation for that.  But a bonus challenge had also arrived.

 

“Have your vibrator inside you on way to work on monday.”

 

My vibrator has a rather large handle so I modified in my head, hoping he wouldn’t mind and went with my clit vibe.  I woke up a little late and had to dress quickly.  No amount of showering was going to calm me down.  

 

I put on my black lace bra and placed the stim  over my clit, my panties pressing it against me.  If I stayed still it felt pleasant and I could maintain a normal exterior.  I kept it on low, afraid of losing control in public and stood at the bus stop breathing carefully.

 

I would be fine.

 

I could do this.

 

The bus arrived and it was full.  I had to stand at the front and hold onto the pole.  Standing up.  No, that was good. I wouldn’t have to deal with the vibrations of sitting down.  More got on the bus and I was forced to move to hold onto an overhead ring further down the bus.  My buzzing pussy was now level with the head of a college boy.  He had an ipod on and for that was grateful.  I couldn’t gauge if anyone could hear it.  I was fine.

 

The button for the stim is in the middle of the device at the front.  Each time it is fit the setting changes.  The first three are constant, building in intensity, setting 4,5, and 6 build in intensity each one progressively higher and higher.  7 8 and 9 pulse to different rhythms and 10 is a fast pulse.  There is no way of shutting it off without going through all the pulses.

 

More got on the bus and I moved down again.  Only another 15 minutes and I would be at work.  I could feel my pussy moistening and knew I would have to climax when I got to work.  And then it happened.

 

A bump in the road, a bag in front of me swung back and bang setting 2.  And then again.  Setting 3.  Oh God.  I could feel my skin begin to ache.  I had to get it off my clit.  If it was just on anything else I wouldn’t… oh… I clenched my teeth and shut my eyes.  My breasts pointing out and high, because of the way my arm was,  were now rubbing against the back of the damned bag holder.  My nipples hard and aching.

 

The college boy next to my pussy took his earpod out to answer his phone.  He spoke for a moment and then shook it.  He hung up and looked round.  Oh God.  He could hear and there was nothing I could do about it.  He looked.  He looked right at my cunt.  He knew… something.  I tried to move away but there was no where to go and now.  Oh no.  Setting 4.

 

The bus stopped and several people got off the bus.  One pushed past me.  My pussy slammed against a seat side.  Oh fuck.  I gasped out loud and then clenched my eyes shut concentrating on anything but the river of heat between my legs.

 

I became as a statue.  The college boy was texting his mate, his earpod still out.  I thought of the cards in my bag… should I?  No.  Giving them to people was not in the challenge.

 

I breathed in and out wishing I had worn a different top and a different bra.  The lace felt so nice, so mmmm… NO STOP.

 

The bus had three more stops.  Three more and I could walk… oh god…. walk…  how was I going to do that?

 

Another pushed past me and the increasing setting sped up a little.  My panties were soaked and it would be running down my legs soon.  Why was it being so slow?

 

The stop before mine the driver got out of his seat to help an old gentlemen down the steps.  Normally I would be praising this form of chivalry but today… so close to my goal?  Move… please… move.

 

Over the hill… the bus sped up a little more and I staggered down to the front.  I felt exhausted and just needed fresh air.

 

As soon as I hit the morning chill I knew I was in trouble.  The movement had shifted past several other settings and now it was pulsing randomly.  I walked as fast as I could.  I almost ran.  My tits bouncing past the other suited and booted workers, all tied up tight.  I felt free for a moment.  I wanted to let them all know what I was doing.  I wanted to…  Oh thank God my office door.  I opened the door, and walked up the first of four flights of stairs.  I knew I was alone and collapsed on the third flight.  Anyone in the office building opposite would see if they were looking but I didn’t care.  I shoved my fingers in my panties and ground against the stim hitting it onto setting 10.

 

I screamed out as the climax I had been waiting for hit

 

Oh God

 

I am such a slut, such a whore.  I ran up to my office, unlocked the door and ran into the bathroom.  Thank God I had my dildo with me.  I ripped my panties off, parted my legs and slammed it inside.

 

Yes!  I was so sensitive that the second climax hit quickly.  I couldn’t stop myself from crying out.

 

As I lay on the floor calming down, skirt up around my waist, panties in the corner I felt dirty… I felt filthy… I felt like I should be paraded through town with ’slut’ written across me… and I liked it.

 

I want more.

The text arrived. ”Are you ready for your first challenge?”

I had been in a state of heightened arousal ever since making the deal with him and I wanted nothing more than to be alone so that I could release some of the tension.  But the office was full and I couldn’t risk it.  I waited for the text to come back and it didn’t help the frustration:

“I have given it much thought.  You are to expose yourself to a stranger.  You are to flash your tits at a man.  Someone you’ll never meet again.”

Someone I would never meet again?  My town has over 100,000 people in it but the people I see end up being the same ones.  I would have to be creative.  I would have to walk a different way.  I had no work left to do and could concentrate on the planning.Yes, I would walk up the main road, through the subways and find someone.  Finally five o’clock rolled round and I went and prepared.  I took my top and bra off and put on my zip up jacket on so that it would be easier to flash… 

I was still mulling over how to do it.  Should I stop and ask them to look?  Would that please him? Should I just pull my zip down, flash, and run?  Or was that too flasher-mac-man?  I laughed at myself, that’s exactly what I was.  I knew how much this was turning me on and how much it would continue to turn me on every time I thought about it.  I zipped back up, carefully pulled my bra and top out of my jacket and threw them in my bag so that my work colleagues wouldn’t see. I waved bye and walked up the road.

It was deserted.  For the first time ever there was no one on the road.  I walked up to the top.  Three women passed me.  No men.  I waited for them to pass and then turned back down to try again.  Still nothing.  It was like someone was teasing me.  This is why it was a challenge.T

And then I heard a clanging.  The outdoor market was still packing up.  There were usually only one or two people around at this time.  I smiled and walked towards it, trying to look nonchalant.  Then I saw him, hands in his pockets, oblivious to the world.  I unzipped my jacket and just let it hang between my breasts.  He was coming down the steps, a high wall hiding us from the view of the packing market men.  I pulled it apart slowly, my nipples hardening at a gust of wind that blew my jacket apart as he was about 2 metres away.  He didn’t glance in my direction.  I had failed.  I would have to try again.  

I zipped back up and went to the station.  I went to the bathroom as I was so excited and wanted to breathe to stop my heart pounding.  My pussy was so wet.  I just wanted someone to catch me and fuck me.  But I stopped myself and breathed.  It hadn’t been said but I didn’t want to touch my aching clit.  It felt  like cheating.  I didn’t deserve any pleasure.  I still had a challenge to complete.

I zipped my jacket to a point between my breasts.  As I looked down I could see the huge mounds swelling as I breathed, trying to calm down.  I got on the bus and was surprised to see that it was almost empty.  As we left the town there was just me and one other on there.  A man.  He had a suitcase and was reading a timetable - a visitor?  Someone I would never meet again?  He was sitting side on to me.  If he glanced up the bus… yes…

I checked the bus did not have CCTV.  No.  And breathed in again.  I unzipped and held it closed.  He put the timetable away and glanced up.

Now.

I pulled it apart and looked at him.  He raised his eyebrows and licked his lips.  It wasn’t in the challenge but I brushed my thumbs across my nipples as I closed the coat again.  He smiled and I smiled back.  

He had seen.  I had done it.  

I had completed my first challenge.  

My stop was in 2 minutes.  As I got up and stood in front of him the bus it lurched and I nearly lost my balance.  He was kind enough to put his hand out and hold my ass to make sure I didn’t fall.  I smiled at him again and got off the bus.

As soon as I got home  I raced upstairs.  I wanted so much to come.  I wanted it but I resisted.  I denied myself any pleasure.  I did not know if I had pleased him yet.

I need to feel something between my legs that doesn’t run on batteries.  I need to have something rub and touch and pinch and squeeze.My hands are unbelievably small and can’t reach the places they need to…I am spending all night in a hotel soon screaming out just so I can get some release. 

When horny enough to fuck the first thing that comes to hand, make sure it doesn’t have a top that can come off.

At least I now know I can get my whole hand inside my pussy should I ever want/need to again.

So, Valentine’s Day sucks.  yes, single, how did you guess?

I was taking my frustration out by writing an angry sex scene for a story and just couldn’t get the… er… juices flowing…  So, after putting an update out on my Twitter. this happened on Facebook…  (Only the names have been changed.  Any *** indicates personal information.)

***********

AK
Without wanting to put too crude a spin on it, how much do you want the scene to be about having sex vs fucking?

Me
14 February at 00:08
Well it’s angry make up forget about the situation happening around them sex so it’s really all about the fucking.

Making love is about as far away from this as it can be.

AK
14 February at 00:13
Number one, Happy Valentine’s day. Number two, while not wanting to tell a superb writer such as yourself how to do your job, violence up to a point is good in a scene like that. Her hitting him, him shoving her up to the wall, a beat, then the action starts. Just a thought

Me
14 February at 00:22
ooo… I like that idea. A good slap is exactly what he would need… Good thought.

Superb writer… piffle… can’t even get a blog post out at the moment! But thanks!

And Happy Valentine’s Day to you too!

AK
14 February at 00:25
Lots of biting too. Like ‘I’ll fuck you but it’s for my pleasure’, each fighting to be in control, not racing to a climax, but not working to help the other to one. And it’s just a block. I enjoy your posts.

Me
14 February at 00:31
Damn man - you’re good! Especially the climax control.

(Funny moment - iTunes just threw up Closer - NIN.)

Will be doing traditional Valentine’s self love post tomorrow… but right now me and my laptop are going to bed…

Have a perfect time tomorrow and thanks again for helping me work out tonight’s block!

X

AK
14 February at 00:34
Self love in a respect sense, not masturbation? Ha ha. I look forward to it. Not seeing L til Sunday, and will have been 5 months since I’ve seen her. A long time. Hence the ideas for a sex scene being at the front of my mind. . . . Ahem. Goodnight lady. And sending huge hugs and a Cheeky wink x

Me
14 February at 00:41
Have a damn good time on Sunday

And yes self love as in respect… although it might be time for a change!

Nite!

X

And then this came…

AK
14 February at 00:45
the moment he slapped her, time, space, matter, all stopped. In an instant they both knew what would happen. She went to move but he was too quick for her. A strong push left her on the floor and he was on top of her, one hand holding her down, the other sharply tearing at her jeans. He thrust inside. Hard and angry. She held in a moan, not giving him the satisfaction of knowing how good he felt inside. With a strength she didn’t think possible her thighs rolled him onto his back and she took him deeper.

AK
14 February at 00:46
A very bad example of what I had in mind for a scene. You’ll do a much better job x

Me
14 February at 00:49
***speechless***

and now I really am going to bed.

Alone…

To… sleep… yes… sleep… honest… (Thanking God for Ann Summers…)

AK
14 February at 01:27
Every slow raise of her hips brought him closer to the edge. She could see in his eyes he was losing control. She rammed down. Hard. Little hands holding his in place. Her nipples ached, begged to be sucked. But then he would be involved. Then he would be her lover, not an object as he was now, a focus of her anger. Contempt and lust darted across his eyes and his back arched as he started to thrust in time with her. She lifted a hand to stop him and that was all he needed. In one motion he threw her off

AK
14 February at 01:36
and lifted her legs over his shoulders. He was inside again before she could breath and this time she howled out at the exquisite mix of pain and pleasure. Every pulse of his cock was amplified as she tightened around him. She came loudly. Fingernails digging into his flesh until the waves stopped flooding her senses. She felt him grow soft inside her before he pulled away. He leaned in to kiss her, she slapped him. ‘Don’t spoil it’. Rising to her feet, she made her way for the warmth of the shower.

Me
14 February at 02:07
5 months is a long time.

Obscenely turned on now.

Dammit.

AK
14 February at 09:44
You like?

AK
14 February at 18:03
You have a LOT of frustration going on! X

Me
14 February at 18:07
Like you wouldn’t believe!

AK
14 February at 18:09
Hope my story helped!

Me
14 February at 19:20
It helped is some ways and made others so… much… worse…

AK
14 February at 19:27
Without being crude, did it make you horny as hell?

Me
14 February at 19:31
Horny as a devil in hell…

Oh be crude! Be crude!

AK
14 February at 19:34
Why Miss Bennett, if I didn’t know you any better, I’d say you were fighting the notion of being tied down and fucked so hard you scream the night away, being filled with hard, thick, pulsing cock.

AK
14 February at 19:38
Muscular thighs parting yours, strong hands holding you down, tender mouth kissing you lips, neck and breasts

Me
14 February at 19:41
Mr K… You know me far far too well…

Damn

AK
14 February at 19:43
Would it be wrong to confess the thought is making me hard and thick?

Me
14 February at 19:46
Only as wrong as me admitting I am having a very hard time sitting still right now.

AK
14 February at 19:49
Oh dear! Are you maybe needing a tongue, hand, or cock to help you out? Or maybe taking the laptop to a private place and let me help you to the edge?

AK
14 February at 19:53
Am I an horrific tease?

Me
14 February at 19:54
I wish there were private places in this house (hence the frustration)… Am wishing the whole country was wi-fi enabled and then me and the laptop would be finding a dark corner somewhere in the surrounding fields… Mmmm… Am now having a nipple issue…

Me
14 February at 19:55
Horrific… and delicious…

AK
14 February at 19:56
A tongue flicking over the nipple as a finger strays to your clit, or inside you, scissoring open. . . Oh fuck. Really hard now

AK
14 February at 19:57
Such a shame I can’t text you my most filthy, outrageous, dirty thoughts to help you

Me
14 February at 20:00
Squirming on my chair… and I’m going to have to change…

Wait… There are more filthy thoughts?

Oh Holy God…

AK
14 February at 20:03
I’ve not even started yet. I can stop if you wish. But I am very horny at the idea of tempting you and casting a spell over you. Making you more horny than you have been in years. Entirely up to yourself of course. . . .

Me
14 February at 20:08
The ‘good girl’ part of me is screaming stop. However, the bad is holding her down and torturing her in deeply pleasurable ways. I feel her resolve slipping…

More horny than I have been in years… That’s a challenge.

AK
14 February at 20:16
So under the *** ***, the geek, the writer, is essentially a slut trying to escape, wanting to be forced on all fours, spanked, and fucked hard as her hair is pulled? Yea or nay? You’re longing to be tasted again, to have that pain and pleasure combined and pulsing through you!

Me
14 February at 20:24
Oh yes yes yes.

Harder and harder until it’s not like I am here anymore, like nothing else matters other than the feelings and passion. Tie me up, tie me down and make me scream!

AK
14 February at 20:29
Tearing at your clothes, kissing you deep and rough. Pushing against you and letting you feel the (my?) Thick, hard cock. Not undressing, letting your eyes imagine what it is like. Tying your hands to the bed and tying your legs open. Sucking your nipples and letting the (my?) Lips trace over your body, down to your thighs. . . Then stopping. Making you beg for the punishment to continue. Beg.

Me
14 February at 20:34
Am pulling against the restraints, trying to push up to where your mouth was… wanting so much more… “Please…” and nothing… Wanting… “Please…” My eyes fly open hoping… “Please… I want… I need… Please…” Groaning at how tight the knots are… “I’ll do anything… Please…”

AK
14 February at 20:43
I want you to take my cock inside your mouth. I want you to suck it and tell me how it tastes. Then maybe, maybe I’ll start licking you from the ankles. Slowly, painfully, toying with you. Every time you pull at the knots I stop and spank you. Eventually my tongue reaches your clit, and then. . . .

AK
14 February at 20:45
Scale of 1 to 10… How horny?

Me
14 February at 20:52
Scales have no meaning here… Very…

Like spinal tap I go all the way to 11.

Me
14 February at 20:51
As your cock came into view I felt my heart skip. It seemed almost too much… I involuntarily licked my lips and parted them to allow the tip in. I tilted my head and licked the sides of the head, wanting to taste but not yet. I rubbed the tip on my lips and then moved to lick down the shaft, the salty and yet ever so sweet taste getting more intense the further down I went, my tongue flicking out for small tastes.
I placed small kisses at the base and hen licked back up in one continuous movement before wrapping my lips around and sucking in the tip again.

Mmmmm…

AK
14 February at 20:58
You feel me grow in your mouth. Moaning soft approvals, fighting against the urge to fuck your mouth, trying to keep in control. I pull myself out and settle my lips around your clit, sucking it and tasting you. Lapping and sucking, devouring your sex with passion and hunger. I can take no more and lift your hips, rubbing my thick cock along your pussy, before sliding in deep and hard. Entering and withdrawing fully in one sharp movement. I look in your eyes to see if you want more. . .

Me
14 February at 21:06
As you enter me I arch my back and close my eyes again, feeling you slide all the way in. I gasp and then moan the air out as you withdraw. As you move out my pussy begins to ache, as if it’s reason for being has been taken away.

I bite my lip hard wanting to beg and plead with you to fill me again. I feel my eyes begin to dance and open them again to see you looking at me, not moving, waiting…

“Fuck me… please…”

AK
14 February at 21:13
I untie you and flip you over. Bringing you on your hands and knees. I pull your hair and ram my cock hard inside you. Your pussy grips like a vice, sucking me inside. Not wanting me to withdraw again. Instead I attack with short, sharp thrusts. Your hands being free, you slide one to your clit, rubbing in time with my thrusts, the sound of my cock in your tightness, our moans, the smell of sex, your senses become overwhelmed. You need to explode. To climax. But you want the sensations to last forever

Me
14 February at 21:21
MY clit screams with every thrust and I pinch it but know if I do I will explode fast, so I reluctantly move my hand away and pinch my nipple hard instead before pushing up with my hands and leaning back to press against you, feeling the change in position and letting you slam into me again, I let one hand wander to my breasts again and grasp one hard, With my other arm I reach round and pull your head towards my face. i want to see what you are doing to me. I want you to see my eyes as I come undone.

AK
14 February at 21:28
I can see your soul. I have a girlfriend, a love, yet you don’t care. The slut in you is now released. You know now that you will do anything, anything to feel this again. You feel disgusting and alive. I move a hand to one of your breasts, squeezing tight and pulling at the nipple. I pull out. I command you to lie on your back. I lift your legs around my shoulders and slide in once more. The angle is deeper, more intense. I’m able to suck your nipples as I do, it’s almost too much for you to take.

AK
14 February at 21:28
I can see your soul. I have a girlfriend, a love, yet you don’t care. The slut in you is now released. You know now that you will do anything, anything to feel this again. You feel disgusting and alive. I move a hand to one of your breasts, squeezing tight and pulling at the nipple. I pull out. I command you to lie on your back. I lift your legs around my shoulders and slide in once more. The angle is deeper, more intense. I’m able to suck your nipples as I do, it’s almost too much for you to take.

Me
14 February at 21:39
The guilt I feel is momentary and just spurs me on. I almost cry out in frustration as you pull out but as you put me in the new position the cry turns into joy.
As you sick my nipple I beg you to bite and press your head to me. I want to drag my nails down your back and make you fuck me harder. I arch against you and rock my hips in time to your thrusts. I feel almost overstimulated, my eyes swim as I lose focus and I feel every muscle tighten to the point where they might snap.
Nothing else matters. Only this.

AK
14 February at 21:45
I can control myself no longer. With a primal yell I shoot my hot, thick come into you. It’s a torrent that you feel will never end. The sucking on your nipples gets harder, your grip gets tighter. You draw blood from me, your nails sinking into my flesh. You go to scream but I kiss you, your scream vanishing into my mouth. Your pussy explodes and pulsates around my cock. Not letting it go, still, still it’s hard. Still I thrust. Our orgasms merge into one and our eyes lock in the explosion.

Me
14 February at 21:50
I never thought my mind would be silent, but everything stops as I feel you explode into me. Just as suddenly every sound I have ever heard erupts in my head and I gain just enough air to release it. Your mouth stops the sound and I breathe you in as I explode, holding you tight to me, wanting to stop time so this would never end, and you don’t stop. You won’t let me fall even as my body shakes with a violence I didn’t think possible.

I suck your lip into my mouth wanting to never let you go.

AK
14 February at 21:52
When was the last time you felt that, if you don’t mind me asking?

Me
14 February at 21:58
That would be August 2002.

That was the last intense ‘experience’. Since then… a few not so.. satisfying ones…

AK
14 February at 22:00
Not doing scales, but how does tonight rate? Fairly satisfying? I like to think I’m pretty good in bed. . . .

Me
14 February at 22:06
If you do that then there would be no need for scales. This rates highly. Very highly. Smug is a feeling you should have.

AK
14 February at 22:09
Smug, no. Horny as fuck, yes.

Me
14 February at 22:10
I was on this website for a while (actually I think my profile might still be on there… should check that and take it down) to ’scratch the itch’ and the unsatisfying experiences came from that.

I stopped because I realised how stupid I was being.

AK
14 February at 22:12
Not stupid. Exploring your sexuality. I’ve done wild, crazy things. 3somes, gay experiences, it’s all fun. I don’t want to cheat on L. . . But I would fuck you. Easily. Given the chance.

Me
14 February at 22:18
I like looking back on the crazy things. Sometimes I consider a repeat, particularly the cinema thing… and the 3some… and… oh damn… Might just have to update the profile…
More bothered about being arrested now though!
Given the chance I would… let good Becky take over and not be the ‘other’ again… probably… er…

AK
14 February at 22:26
Maybe email sex is a happy medium? Keeping it as a naughty fantasy? I am playing now though, and not thinking of L. . . .

AK
14 February at 22:29
And tell me about the cinema and 3some. . . Ha ha

Me
14 February at 22:39
3somes… I’ve participated in, to use porn lingo, mfm, ffm and fff…

All lovely. And all first experienced at uni.

The cinema… Well it certainly made Children of Men more interesting!

Me
14 February at 22:40
And I adore the idea of email sex - it’s the writer in me…

AK
14 February at 22:43
One step away from the AK in you! And only had an mmm 3some. Would love two women, or one girl and a guy. My time has passed I guess. Unless L fancies one with you ha ha

Me
14 February at 22:50
3 somes, I have discovered, only really work if there is no emotions between any of the participants other wise (no matter how many rules and ‘no, I’m fines’ there are the green monster always rears it’s ugly head at some point. My first ffm had that problem. Oh the post coital jealousy horrors!

But I have to admit to a little tingle then.

Bad things by Jace Everett just came on my iTunes - it has it’s cheeky head on tonight.

“I don’t know who you think you are,
But before the night is through
I wanna do bad things with you.”

AK
14 February at 22:52
What made us cross that line I wonder. And how much further dare we go? You’re a slut Becky. And I fucking love it!

Me
14 February at 23:01
I was just reading back and I think the blame can neither be placed on either of us. your teasing was just too… tempting and I was far too easy to tempt…

Slut? Me? Yes, I’ll accept that!

You, my dear Mr K are too delicious for your own good.

Logged onto website profile and I wow, I actually put a photo of my boobs on there. Must have been drunk… or this kinda horny that night!

AK
14 February at 23:06
I want to see!! Seriously! I put photos of my cock up somewhere. . . My status is dedicated to you! Do I get a mention in your notes? How am I delicious I wonder?

AK
14 February at 23:07
07***********

Me
14 February at 23:12
Finding my phone…

AK
14 February at 23:13
Would showing you a photo of my cock be too far one wonders?

Me
14 February at 23:27
Might push me over the edge - rubbish phone won’t send pics
If you can visit webpages. Have put them here just for you.

http://www.eroshare.com/item/geekgirluk/medium/96040

http://www.eroshare.com/item/geekgirluk/medium/96041

AK
14 February at 23:30
Apparently the page is too big to load, you do have big breasts! I want to show you my cock.

Me
14 February at 23:36
It’s a tiny mobile phone sized pic! Will think of something…

And I want to see.

AK
14 February at 23:37
Text me your number and you can. It’s in my hand now. Ready for round two?

Me
14 February at 23:47
Sent you text

In case you don’t get it 07*************

And in the spirit of the night would it be wrong for me to admit doing something right now with a banana that couldn’t be shown on UKTV Food?

AK
14 February at 23:49
No. As long as you’re thinking of me

AK
14 February at 23:52
Am I taking advantage of a horny drunk woman?

Me
14 February at 23:52
Just reading back over this conversation. Am finally alone - everyone else has gone to bed and I am releasing… very very quietly…

AK
14 February at 23:54
I’m downstairs. Releasing fairly loudly.

AK
14 February at 23:58
Sent you a photo. Hope you like. I have decided that I am going to fuck you one day, just a case of when. You bring your toys, I’ll bring a banana.

Me
14 February at 23:59
My toys are upstairs but this banana is working quite well… Horrendously slippy but sliding in well…

And the photo didn’t help.

AK
15 February at 00:01
What did you think of the photo? Does your Phone accept videos? I am guessing you’re very wet indeed. Is there anything in bed that’s a nono for you?

Me
15 February at 00:08
I think it accepts video but I honestly don’t know.

I once had a bloke want to indulge in watersports. No. I’ll try anything at least once but that is a no.

AK
15 February at 00:09
Watersports does not appeal at all! And love your photos. So me coming all over your breasts and making you lick it off as I fuck you could appeal?

Me
15 February at 00:12
The photos arrived? I’ll have to see if I can take another one.

Come away! And I shall be the one licking…

I give good tit I was once told…

AK
15 February at 00:16
Never had a tit wank before. But if you’re offering. . . . I have been told I give great head. I have a thick tongue, pushes deep inside your pussy, my nose brushing your clit, maybe if you’re up for it, a finger in your ass, a thumb in your pussy. Squeezing together as I suck on your clit

Me
15 February at 00:20
Tit wank, post 69… feel like I should make a checklist of things to be done…

Oh, that reminds me - have you heard of shag bands?

AK
15 February at 00:22
Never. Do enlighten me. And why am I delicious?

Me
15 February at 00:27
Shag bands are plastic bracelets that are worn to signify willingness to perform a different act based on colour eg
Red - lap dance
Purple- Anal sex
Silver- fisting
Glow in the dark green-Sex with porn
If someone snaps one of them you agree to do that with them - why didn’t I know about these when I was younger?! It would have made things so much easier!

You are delicious for not judging me tonight. And for being so damned creative!

AK
15 February at 00:30
You’re single. I have a girlfriend. You should be judging me! I’m still fucking hard!

Me
15 February at 00:37
I never judge people for releasing online. Fantasies are never to be judged and until the online become offline then that’s all it is…
I am absolutely dripping wet… and considering buying a whole stack of the shagbands just in case I lose the ability to speak.

AK
15 February at 00:39
Gut reaction, want to fuck me?

Me
15 February at 00:40
Gut reaction. Oh hell yes.

AK
15 February at 00:40
And maybe in honour of *** you could have shag ***s.

Me
15 February at 00:46
I’m fairly certain that would be against regulations but… what a fundraising opportunity. Or would that be drifting into the realm of prostitution?

That’s a thought…

AK
15 February at 00:50
We could pretend. Meet in the hotel and use you like a whore, making all the noise in your head stop with a delicious climax. You have seen how thick my cock is. It would be a shame for you not to feel it, don’t you agree?

Me
15 February at 00:58
I would have to do anything you asked as the customer is always right - ANYTHING.

I think it would be a terrible shame. A terrible shame.

Oh. The banana just exploded.

AK
15 February at 01:02
Funnily enough so did my cock. With a torrent of come so thick and hot it would have made you climax just by having it inside you.

Me
15 February at 01:07
Just the thought alone is bringing me to the edge.

There will be a brief intermission while I take me and my laptop up to bed… where I shall be naked in about 3 minutes.

AK
15 February at 01:09
I shall clean myself up and await a text to begin again. May use my other profile so I don’t get booted off for exceeding limits. I really want you to tell me what you think of my cock

Me
15 February at 01:34
Your cock. Is begging to have my lips wrapped round it.

Me
15 February at 01:37
Apparently wi-fi will only work when laptop is between my legs. Interesting…

AK
15 February at 01:42
Maybe you’re generating a lot of energy. And you’re right, it is. Same as your nipples. Begging to be bitten and sucked.

Me
15 February at 01:56
Bulldog clips? Oh My… Have a vibe in my pussy right now - on low… Thinking about getting my clit stim out…
I need to go shopping for new toys…

AK
15 February at 01:59
I never knew you were this. . . . Active. Do you keep your pussy trimmed? Anything you want to ask me?

Me
15 February at 02:01
Trimmed and sometimes totally nude. I love the way it feels.

What is the one thing you’ve always wanted to try?

AK
15 February at 02:05
Hmmm, not just one thing. An orgy. Being fucked by a girl with a strap on. Being dominated. Not humiliated, but tied, blindfold, pampered, sucked, fucked.

Me
15 February at 02:09
The strap on was part of my FFF 3some. I got such a rush of power. It was so unbelievably hot. The one I used had a small vibe inside as well but I think I would have come just from the power.

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AK
15 February at 02:10
Getting hard again now

Me
15 February at 02:20
Would now be a good time to tell you about my cinema experience?

Me
15 February at 02:20
Ooo… question - you - public places? have you?

AK
15 February at 02:21
Please do. Would you mind awfully if I wanked thinking of cornering you and making you suck my cock, spanking you with a cane if you don’t?

AK
15 February at 02:22
No. L has wanked me in the back of a car, not to completion, and I once sucked a girls tits in a cinema but that’s about it. Open to offers though. I’m a bad boyfriend. I can’t help myself though

Me
15 February at 02:37
Okay, so I was in some chat room or another talking about fantasies and I casually mentioned the cinema being one of my favourite places. I joked about it but never expected anything. We arranged to meet at the local cinema after booking tickets online to sit next to each other - back row in the corner. next to the walls.

I go there early as I always do with films. No one sat anywhere near us… which was great, I wore a skirt with a huge slit up the back, and turned it round as I sat down, and a shirt as promised.

When he sat down next to me as the lights went down I almost ran I was so nervous. He took my hand and kissed my fingers, and then ran his hand up my leg. We had already talked about what he would do first and he ran his finger over my knickers.
He whispered for me to take them off and lift my skirt. I did so until the slit was up to my waist. Whilst I did this he put his hand up my shirt and asked me to loosen my bra too. It was less annoying to just take it off.

I remember someone sitting down two rows in front of us and wondering if he would stop. He took my hand and placed it on his jeans. I reached in and stroked above his boxers. He undid a couple of buttons and pulled his cock out of his boxers.

More coming…

Me
15 February at 03:01
He put his arm round me and pulled and undid a couple of buttons on my shirt and squeezed my breast, before twisting my nipple a little. He sucked my earlobe and bit my neck (which I had told him I loved). I could feel he was starting to harden and he put his coat over his lap before pushing his jeans down a little and I could feel more.

He whispered to me that he wanted to suck my tits and told me to turn to face him. I turned a little which gave me a better angle anyway, and I started to stroke his cock. He pushed my shirt up and played with them a little more. He kissed them and then lightly nipped one of my nipples.

I went abck to playing with them for a while and watched the film. Everytime there was a loud bit he would pinch my nipple as it made me jump. I had my head on his shoulder and he whispered in my ear to face him more. He moved his hand form my nipple and slid it up my leg. He rubbed my clit with his thumb while he kissed me. He tasted like whisky.

As I got wetter he slid a finger in and then two. I had my knee bent at an odd angle and I was sitting almost on the edge of the seat. I was more leaning in a stand than sitting. I realised that I was never going to feel good like this so sank to the floor and leaned over him, I gave him as good a blowjob as I could. It was hard to move well but he kept my head bobbing at the speed he wanted. He played with my tits, pinching my nipples while I sucked.

More…

Me
15 February at 03:18
He pulled me off his cock and told me he wanted to come in me. He told me to go to the toilets and wait for him in there. I pulled my skirt back down and put my coat on over my shirt, bra and knickers in my pocket. I was sure everyone knew. I was sure they could see what a whore I was.
As I got to the toilets it was full of people. I saw him come out of the screen and gestured for him to follow me outside.

The cinema is on the docks of Preston. There are a lot of very dark corners and trees. He pulled me into a corner of the building. I could see cars parking and hear people in the distance but I didn’t care. He lifted my shirt again and roughly grabbed my tit, kissing me hard. I was so excited I didn’t notice two of the buttons come off. He bit my nipple hard as I stroked his cock through his jeans. He undid them and pulled it out and I continued while he pulled my skirt up. I remember the cold air making me shiver and I pulled him to me. I remember saying, not whispering, saying Fuck me and him groaning.

He grabbed one of my legs and pulled it up, my skirt now round my waist, my pussy wet and exposed for anyone to see. He slammed into me and I almost fel but he was holding my leg and tit. The motion made him pull hard and I liked it a lot. He came quickly after only a few thrusts, and he kissed me as he rubbed and pinched my clit until I came.

He did himself up and walked away. I stood for a few minutes shaking until I realised what I looked like. Come running down my legs, shirt unbuttoned, skirt hitched up. I couldn’t face going back into the cinema so pulled my skirt down, did my coat up and went to the nearby pub to clean up… That’s when I discovered my knickers were missing.

My cinema experience. I would do it again in a heartbeat.

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And that’s when typing became an issue for me  as the memories took over and my hands dove between my legs

It can’t be normal, can it?  Horny all day and night, pussy wet or about to be all the time, spending hours and hours in chat rooms, constantly thinking about the best camera angles and how high I can get my vibrators without waking up the housemates?

It can’t be…

The most recent thought I have is going to the local park (which is well known for doggers and the like) standing in the middle and just loudly begging someone to come and give me a good fucking.  I have this thought and have even walked past a few times, wearing no panties, an easily raise-able skirt and only a thin zipped jacket over my bra…  I walk past because there’s an awful thought which follows it - what if there are loads of people within shouting distance but they all keep their distance?

Yes, I am one of those unfortunates.  Horny and huge.  Less Big Beautiful Woman, more Big Beached Whale…

The thing is the vibrators I have are just not doing it for me anymore (I mean they still do it for me but…); it’s all a bit empty.  Even when my iSight is turned onto me and I am fucking my pussy hard for the viewing public there is a voice in my head whichis begging just begging for whoever it is to say, “I’m sending a car round to pick you up” or “This hotel, this room, this time”.

And now it’s happened.  In 2 weeks on the 28th I am meeting someone I know nothing about.  Nothing except a screen name and an email address.  is this the most stupid thing ever?

Probably.

Definitely.

But… I don’t care.

There is a point when you just have to be touched.  And I’ve reached my limit.