When The Cat’s Away …

BOB is going on a footballing weekend away today, so I won’t see him again until the middle of next week. So we had sex last night. I dressed up nicely and we spent the whole evening in bed.

BOB likes me to keep my bra, panties and stockings on when we do it. And it’s quite a turn on when he pulls my panties to the side just before he enters me. I gave him his first blowjob since we met. Actually his first blowjob ever. His cock is a bit too big for my delicate little mouth and I don’t think it was my best effort. But he seemed to enjoy it. It was a good night and we tried a few things. I think he liked my vibrator teasing his gorgeous butt. I may take that a little further.

However, while he is away I am going with a guy from our sales department. He asked me yesterday and I said ‘Yes’.
So I have a date tonight.
And the weather is lovely and warm.
And that might mean no panties.

Boundaries

I like blogging.

You can say things and show things here that you wouldn’t be brave enough to do in every day life.
I’ve shown my pussy to the world and I don’t have any qualms about saying how much I love a big cock inside me.
It’s easy to show and tell strangers.

So I’ve added some people who do the same, some braver than me.

I’ve added ‘Bathroom Adventures’ as my Flickr feed and some blogs to my blogroll.
The ‘Daily Panty’ is wonderful and witty. I’d love to have done something like this myself but I don’t think I’d have the commitment to photograph my ass every day.
‘Charlotte’s Panties’ is in it’s infancy but I’m looking for great things from her.
I’ve followed ‘Bathroom Adventures’ myself for a long time but now it’s time to share.
I love women who go for it.

The Other Vicky

Followers of this blog will know that I had my first lesbian experience a few months back. And whilst it was most enjoyable (I think different was the word I eventually used) I don’t think there is a substitute for a real cock.
That said, I googled ‘officegirlvicky’ and discovered my ‘doppelganger’.  While I was looking at pictures of her on my computer I realised that I was getting rather wet. And the more I looked into her eyes and at her provocative poses, the wetter I was becoming. I’m not really one for fingering my pussy as I browse on-line but I really couldn’t stop myself. Here are a few pics of her which might explain why my knickers got so wet.

This was the first picture I saw of her and it was the look in her eyes and the way her mouth was slightly raised to one side that got me interested.

I was now eager for more. Same look in those eyes and the black  stockings and short skirt.

Same look again. And look at those sheer stockings. How I wished that were my hand.

At this point my hand was inside my panties, imagining what her pussy was like beneath her panties. Shaved?
Cocks can be nice but pussies can be stunning!

Not as hot as the last one, but I know this is a pose  that BOB likes me to do. Something very basic about being taken from behind. And of course you can imagine it is whoever you want it to be.

Fairly demure picture but by now I was on a roll.

I wanted so much to be there. Smell her perfume. Taste her.  I had three fingers inside me by now and I came looking at this picture.  A surprisingly intensive orgasm considering I was only looking at photographs.

Don’t you just love this pose?
The only reason I’ve posted it is because I’m certain I have the exact same panties as her.
Take away the face and it could be me.

Quite a long post to describe just 10 minutes of my life.

Extra Time

I apologise again for the political rants. It’s not what the blog is supposed to be about.

Back to the other night; BOB playing football. Well there was a bitterly cold wind blowing, so I spent the second half watching from the shelter of his car. When the match was finished he just got straight into the car (there are no showers or changing rooms at the dump he was playing on).
But the smell of fresh air, dirt and sweat sort of caught me unaware. A potent mix for me it would seem. I said he could shower at mine before he went home to mummy and daddy.
Within a minute of getting into the flat I was astride him on the bed. His cock felt cold as he entered me, but it got hotter and harder. I love his cock!
There I was, bouncing happily up and down; the bedroom curtains were still open and I could see into the flats across the street. And vice-versa I suppose.
He felt so thick when I tightened my muscles around him. The sex was quick, but yummy. We fucked for barely two minutes, but his lovely juices were still running out of me long after he left. I could still smell him and taste him.

Back at the start of this blog I said my two great loves were football and sex; I just didn’t know which I liked best.

BOB gives me both.

Anyway it’s Friday. Almost going home time. I’m out with Linda tonight. Yes, she’s still on the scene. We don’t work together any longer but we have become very good friends. We kiss, cuddle and hold hands occasionally but nothing more than that.

Looking forward to a few glasses of nice chilled un-oaked Chardonnay.

Nearly Sex

I’ve had what I’d call a ‘Nearly Sex’ weekend.

Out with Virgin on Friday night; he ran me home and I asked him in for a coffee. We had the coffee and a bit of a fumble on the sofa. Very excitable young man I must say. As our tongues fought each other I noticed this enormous bulge in his trousers. Being the curious girl I am I asked if he would like me take a look at his nasty swelling.  (Stupid question!). I unzipped him and ’set him free’. It was a beauty, one of the most beautiful cocks I’ve seen (if cocks can be beautiful). Good enough to eat, but I didn’t. I did give him the benefit of my hand technique, which he enjoyed immensely for two whole minutes. Seemed a bit of a waste at the time but I wasn’t really in the mood for sex myself (which worries me).

Saturday I spent some time with Linda the Lesbian. A few wines and then home, but as we went our separate ways she gave me this kiss that made me go all hot and gushy. I thought my toes were going to curl up. She’s messing with my mind and my mind doesn’t know what it wants.

Sunday I invited ‘Him’ over to discuss his offer. Not much to discuss really; I had made my mind up to go with him. We chatted for a long time. All very familiar, nice. It felt good. If he’d asked me to go to bed with him I would have. Sex was always good with him.

Anyway I’m going to Spain

Not Exactly Better

Another Monday

I suppose some of you may be wondering how Friday night went.

Perhaps if I tell you what has just happened it’ll give you an idea. I was just making coffee in the kitchen when Linda came in. She walked over to me, put her hand up my skirt, pulled my panties to the side and gave my pussy a rub.
‘Still wet from Friday I see.’
She licked her fingers and went back to her desk.
Something very naughty about doing stuff like that in the office.

Friday?
Not exactly better, but certainly different. I don’t think I’ll go into the specifics, just a short precis.

• 2 glasses of wine
• back to her flat
• a lot of pussy attention (i was purring)
• my first taste of a woman (other than myself)
• strap-on sex: comical, awkward, sore
• double ended dildo: erotic and intimate
• exploring all sorts of places with fingers, vibrators
• kissing, lots of kissing
• falling asleep together
• waking up together
• pussy attention for Linda
• shower together (lovely)
• getting to wear her panties on Saturday  (I didn’t bring a change) – something strangely hot about wearing someone else panties (I once had a boyfriend who liked to wear mine).

Marks out of ten: Nine and a half (I think that’s the number of times I came)

Only real downside – no cock. That’s what I want. Maybe the young guy on the bus is the answer. Although he talks to me I think he’s too shy to ask me out. I might need to ask him out.

As for Friday; I don’t know if I’ll do all that again.
I still think I’m straight. I find men more sexually appealing than women.

The hunt goes on.