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.

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

Reflections

It’s been a reflective weekend.

Went back to work on Monday to ‘face the music’ so to speak. Had a brief but frank chat with my boss about the dirty deed. Told him it was a one-off, that I was feeling vulnerable and that I didn’t think it was prudent for a family man to try to continue it any way. He said he agreed and I think that’s the end of it. I have to admit that I did enjoy the sex bit, but maybe that’s because I was in control.

Had quite a nice weekend. Spent most of Saturday with my girl friend in several pubs drinking lots of wine and  generally getting pissed. Went back to my flat and drank some more and we both crashed out on the sofa.
Sunday was a bit of a lost day (like New Years Day can be) and I can’t remember doing much other that watching the Spain v Germany game.

Talking of reflections, I had a look at my waxing job in the mirror last night. I thought you were supposed to stay smooth for longer than two and a half weeks. See the picture below. Sorry boys (and girls?) but I had to crop it.

Seems to be growing in kinda fast, although I have a fairly heavy growth down there. Bit of waste of money although it did feel really good for the first few days. Who knows, maybe I’ll go for the exact opposite looknow, just for a change.

Anyway, as I was looking in the mirror I thought, ‘My rabbit would probably like that’.

Good Vibrations (and I don’t mean the Beach Boys)

Like I said earlier, vibrating rabbits are good.
And when they are just what a girl is looking for they are brilliant.
Allow me to introduce you to current lover.

This is my second rabbit (well, third counting the fluffy one I had as a nine year old).
I have to say they are amazing.
I will always remember the first time I used mine.
I am not lying when I say I came in thirty seconds, and while men have their good points, no man (or woman) has ever had me squirming in thirty seconds.
It does seem to take longer now, sometimes four or five minutes – like last night.
It has a few vibrating, rotating, buzzing attributes but the feel of these little bunny ears on your clitoris is just heaven.
Girls – get yourselves one.
Boys – get your girls one.

Note to myself – Buy more batteries today.