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Pantysex Pictorial

Tuesday, February 23rd, 2010

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Panty Man Pictures

Monday, February 22nd, 2010

Well, last night Panty Man and I took some pictures.  Well he did. We did somethign a bit different last night. This time I made him lie still and I fucked him with my panties. I straddled him and got his cock between my cunt and my panties and slid up and down sliding his cock between my panties and my clit. And other things too.

I handed him my camera and said “Take some pictures!” as if it were a spur of the moment idea. He did, he took lots but kept forgetting. Just lying there with the camera in his hand going Oh Oh Ohhhhh. Ah ah aaaaahhh. hahaha

It felt good being in charge like that and I loved the way he just lay there and let me do everything.

So I won’t go into detail now – I’ll go though the pictures and I’m going to do a detailed blog including the pictures. A sort of pictorial essay. hahaha Can’t say when though but ASAP.

So stay tuned readers. Hahaha. If i have any !!!!

A Panty Man

Monday, February 15th, 2010

I met Richard (Rick) about 2 months ago at a party. He was introduced by mutual friends but it was really a setup. A lot of my friends think I need help to find a guy. hahaha. They’re right of course. So they set me up with Rick and surprisingly he is very nice and I like him a lot but and it’s a bit of a big but he’s got this real fetish for womens underwear.

The first 2 months were pretty normal.  We fucked on the 6th date. He’s not the kind of guy your panties go instantly wet for, he grows on you slowly.  He was just like any other guy, it started slowly and tamely, and as we got to know each other better and became more comfortable sexually, we experimented and found out what we both liked. 

He was delighted that I liked anal sex and was into a bit of light bondage and liked my toys.  He didn’t reveal his panties fetish until 2 nights ago and since the first night he did, he has now shown me the full depth of his panties/underwear obsession.

The first night was no big deal. We had been out to dinner and came home feeling very happy and confortable. Like some old married couple. We both knew we were goign to have sex and we were both looking forward to it.  He undressed me down to my panties, bra and thigh highs (stockings) and then completely undressed himself. I felt a bit overdressed hahaha but he was very happy.

He fondled and caressed my breasts, ass and cunt through my bra and panties for ages. It seemed like ages.  He’d use one hand on one tit and the opther on my cunt, or both hands on my tits, or one on my cunt and one on my ass. Rubbing, squeezing, caressing.

Now I’ve had my tits, ass and cunt felt up plenty of times through my panties and bra but I’d never known a guy to do it for so long. Sooner or later, usually sooner, they want to get inside the bra and panties. But this night Rick didn’t.

I was wearing a black demi bra (thats a half-cup bra that only covers half your tit leaving part of the top of the nipple exposed. Very sexy. That info was for guys who may not know) His fingers enver left my bra though even though one nipple had popped completely out from our moving around and his constant bra fondling. Now the tit squeezing was nice, I actually felt that but a lot of his caressing never got through the bra. I never felt a thing.

My panties were a different story though.  I felt him through them alright. Normally I wear a g string, well not “normally” but most of the time. But this night I was wearing normal panties. Still sexy and brief, well, briefish, but not a g string. I wonder if it was this that set him off.

I felt it when he rubbed my clit through my panties. Oh yes. I culd feel his finger rubbing my clit and dragging the mesh of the panties up and down my lcit, rubbing my panties on my clit.  And he tried sticking his finger in my cunthole through my panties, forcing my panties to stretch and his finger actually went a little way inside covering his finger like a condom.

I felt his fingers on my ass through my panties very distinctly. He caressed and squeezed and ran his fingers up and down the crack of my ass, forcing my panties deep into the crack of my ass and once sticking his pantie wrapped finger into my ass leaving a part of my panties actually in my ass for a moment. God, that felt weird. Nice but weird.

For you guys out there who are into womesn underwear I was wearing a plum coloured, demi cup bra. The cups and straps were a solid, fairly stiff, fabric the same color as the lace that covered it conpletely. So you had this plum coloured bra covered in the same coloured lace giving it a very supportive function, yet sexy looking appearance.  The cups slightly compress my breasts from the bottom, forcing them up and to bulge out of the cups slightly.  It makes my tits look so good.  It unhooks at the front and has a wide strap across the back with thinner straps over the shoulders made fo the same lace covered plum fabric as the cups. Its very confortable for a sexy bra and was very expensive.

My panties were also plum but were not  perfect match for the bra. They were made of a very thin, fine, see through mesh kind of fabric. It has got a special  name but I dunno.  Yhey have a tin about quarter inch plum lace around each leg hole which widns to about half an inch to go round my waist. So there is a small V of transparent, fine mesh plum coloured fabric at the front through which my cunt is clearly visible with matching lace at the edges.  They are high cut and go right up around my waist forming a V at the front and a more elongated V at the back which covers only half of both my ass cheeks.

Overall, I thought the pantis and bra looked pretty fucking hot.  The thigh highs were standard black which I always wear but I love the look of that strip of naked flesh betweent he top of my thigh highs and my panties. I’m pretty slim at the moment so I looked pretty fucking hot. Well I thought so. hahaha

I did like the way he caressed my clit through my panties. My clit could feel the texture fo my panties fabric so distinctly. What felt smooth to my fingertip actually felt like a soft mesh to my clit. Rick rubbed his finger up and down on my panties forcing the panties into close hard contact with my clit and forcing the panties fabric to slide up and down on my clit.

I got so wet the front of my panties was soaked. and just as I was about to reach for his cock, getting slightly impatient witht he undies caressing, he went down on me through my wet panties.

It was a bizarre feeling. I could feel his lips and tongue on my clit and feel it moving in my cunt lips and nudging and exploring my cunt hole but I still had my panties on.  My panties were between my cunt and his mouth and yet I still felt his lips and tongue. I’d never had a guy do this before and it felt so deliciously weird and wonderful.  A bit like fucking with a condom but not quite. Much sexier.  Very erotic.

I rolled around so we were in a 60 position with him me on top and I rabebd his cock with both hands and sucked it ferociously. God it flet good. It felt so hard and taut in my hands and in my mouth. I let go of it and held it in my mouth and placed both hands on the bed and sort of got up on all fours.  Hahaha I like doing this in a 69 bcause it gives the guy access to all areas. hahaha Its much better than just flopping on top of the guy.

I was just enjoying his cock mocing my head up and down, my lips sliding up and down his cock about half way, giving the head of hsi cock a good suck at the end of each movement when he really went to town on me.

All of a sudden he was chewing, nibbling and biting my clit through my panties, trying to shove his finger in my cunthole through my panties and then as if that wasn’t distracting enough, he tried stickign his finger in my ass through my panties. His fingers were never still, rubbing, caressing, pressing my papnties into my asshole and my cunthole.  I felt my panties stretching and sliding down my waist as his finger went deeper into both my cunthole and asshole. He got his finger all the way into my cunthole covered with my sopping wet panties but only got one knuckle of panties covered finger in my dry asshole.

Then i felt hsi cheek on my clit and I was wondering what happenned ot the mouth and i could feel my panties really pulling hard around my waist and sliding even further down, when I relaised he was CHEWING ON MY PANTIES. Hahaha. It so funny now but at the time I was a bit ???? Dunno. I thought what the fuck???

But then he did a u turn and pulled my panties to one side and I felt his big, super hard cock slide into my cunthole and that was it. No more thinking. He fucked me hard and fast but very briefly that night.  Oh God it was GOOD while it lasted but it only lasted a few minutes and then he took his cock out and came on my panties right on my cunt and pressed his cock hard against my cunt while he came and then rubbed his cum all over the front of my panties.

Now that night I thought this was a bit weird but no biggy you know? Like on the Kink Scale that was pretty low.  The only really weird thing was the way he was trying to stuff my panties into my holes. Bu that coulda just been the excitement of it all.

But the enxt night he was in full underwear fetish mode and he just left himself go. See we had had that after sex talk where we tell each other we’ll do anything for each other so long as we’re comfortable with it which is really giving each other permission to try out our kinks on the other person.

The next night, last night in fact, I was wearing similar underwear only red.  We ended up in my bedroom wiht him completely naked and me in my underwear same as last night. Well not the same underwear.

This time he was different. Very, very excited – I could tell by his cock. Mens cocks get just hard enough, hard, real hard and real fucking hard fit to burst, and his was the latter. Hard like fucking steel. And he was all over me like a rash only all over my bra and panties.

This time though he was in my panties and bra. But not touching my tits, well touching my tits but actually he was caressing the inside of my bra, and doing the same with my cunt. I felt his knuckles on my tits and my cunt and felt his fingers moving but he was caressing the inside of my bra and my panties.  He made no secret of what he was doing this time. He was blatantly and obviously far more interested in what I was wearing than my naked body beneath.

But i just let him go and made appropriate sighs and moans to encourage him.  He did all the same things he did last night and I was thinking this guy is gonna cost me heaps in panties because my panties from last night were stretched to buggery. hahahaha

Bu then he started to use his cock. Hmmmm. Now this is really interesting. He straddled my body facing away from me and leaned slightly forward and slid his cock  inside my panties so it slid up and down on the top of my cunt. On my mons pubis i think its called. my pubic bone. The bit at the front right above my cunt.  I could feel he had hold of his cock through my pantis and was oressing it down while he moved back and forth rubbing his cock on me under my panties. But it was like he was wanking his cock too through my panties. I let out a little sigh and he seemed to relax a bit. At least his shoulders seemed to slump well not slump but sort of relax. Then he took his cock out from inside my panties and put it on top of my panties and again wiht his hand on top of his cock he slid his cock back and forth on me on top of my panties.

Then he leapfrogged up my body and for a moment I had his balls in my face actually resting on my nose and my lips, dangling above my face, then I had his asshole in my face. And then I felt him slide a hand inside my bra and flatten my breast agaisnt my body. Then he moved his body forward and I felt his hand withdraw and his cock inside my bra caught between my tit on the bottom and the cup of my bra on top.

I guess maybe a third of his cock was inside my bra cup but it was resting right on my nipple which had just gotten hard as a rock.  Hard and tongly and supersentitive.  He let out a really loud moan as he slid his cock backwards out fo my bra and just as I thought he was going to take it right out he slid it back in. Only it wouldnt go back in.  There just wasn’t enough slippery for it to slide in and there just wasn’t any room. Those cups are designed to hold your tits super tight and to push them up and enhance your cleavage. So my bra size accomodated my tit and it wouldn’t accommodate a rather alrge cock as well. Hahaha

He was thrusting his cock but allt hatw as doing was  pushing my bra off my tit and pulling at my bra straps so I teached down and lifts the cup up and then hsi ccok could go in but he couldnt fuck my tit like that. Although I think it was my bra he really wanted to fuck.

I wriggled down the bed and took his cock in my mouth catching him by surprise and I slobbered all voer his cock trying to make it was wet as I could, then I wriggled back up and licked and spat on the palm of my hand and slid it in my bra cup, wetting  the top of my tit.

He got really excited then at my active participation and slid his cock back in when I lifted up my bra cup in invitation. Now I’ve never been fucked in a bra cup before. I’ve been fucked in my cunt, my asshole, my mouth, the crack of my ass, between my thighs, between my feet, behind my knees and even been fucked in the armpit hahahha. But NEVER IN MY BRA. It was fucking weirdly delicious. Or deliciously weird. But Rick was really getting off on it.

With my tits wet with my saliva and spit, and the bra cup lined in a satiny smooth amterial his cock was sliding in and out easily. Oh God it felt so good on my nipple. His cock sliding over my hard nipple flattening it first one way then the other. Oh God yes.

I know it doesnt seem right to be thinking of things like this at a moment like this but his cock slid right under the underwire in my bra and poked out the other side really stretching the straps and making them dig in to my shoulders and I was worried he would wreck my bra. Now i wouldnt normally worry but this wwas an expensive one. Like $120 worth of bra.

So I undid the clasp between my breasts and it sprung back a bit opening at the front yet still competely covering both breasts. Because I was laying on my back, my breasts were nno longer supported by the bra and sort of moved to the side of my chest when I undid it.

It was a bit alwkward becasue ebing a demi bra and having an underwire at the base I didn’t have a lot of material to play with but I held the bra cup in my hnad and used it to sort of hold rick’s cock and rub it on my tit. Sort of half wanking him with my bra and half holding his  cock in my hand wanking him with it.

It worked a treat. He loved it. I liked the novelty of it. I’d never actually used a bra as a sex toy before. hahaha. But Rick was far more into the bra than my tits. He put hsi hand over mine but eventually got control of the bra and was basically using my bra like a glove while he jerked off pressing his cock against my tit.  Then right in front of my face well sort of between his legs he held the bra and wrapped it around his cock and wanked with it. Sort of put his cock into the cup and squeezed the cup around his cock and wanked. Huh !

Oh he had a ball with my bra. Rubbed it all over his cock and his balls. I felt a bit forgotten lying there on my back with him straddling me facing away from me towards me feet having sex with my bra. I gotta admit thought it was incredibly erotic seeing a man get so carried away with a bra.

So I thought ah well, leave him to it, and I slid my hand inside my panties and began to wank myself. Just rubbing my clit round and round nice and slow and then I had a thought and I took my hand out from inside my panties and rubbed my clit from the outside. Eventually that got Rick’s attention and he dropped my bra and moved down my body and turned to face me. He looked right at me and smiled happily. crazy happy.

Then he started rubbing the tip of his cock on my panties directly on my cunt. Holding it in his hand and pressing it hard against my panties rubbing my cunt hard up and down up and down.  This felt fucking good. My panties soaked through. Sopping wet with my cunt juices. I felt my panties stretching and sliding down my waist again, sliding over my hips and I lifted me ass to let them slide down.

Every time his cock moved across my cunt hole it went in a little way until the whole head of his ccok, encased in my panties like a condom, slid inside my cunt hole. Then he started to fuck me liek that. with his cock encased in my panties. forcing his panties covered cock into my cunthole. It felet bizarre but vaguely familiar. I thought this had happenned ot me before.

I also felt his hand on my ass, rubbing my panties on my asshole and trying to stuff his panties covered finger in my ass. Then I felt somethign different. He wa stuffing my panties up my ass. He wasnt trying to finger fuck my asshole he was just stuffing my panties up there.  Now that was weird!

But at the front things were going very well. He had half his cock in my cunt now, stioll covered in my panties, and fucking me properly. In out, in out only his cock was covered in my panties.  My girlfriends and I often joke that our panties know our pussies better than our lovers but mine were really getting intimate with me this night. hahahaha

It felt so weird. I could feel my panties being dragegd out of my asshole as Rick kept fucking me deeper and deeper forcing more of my panties inside me. Mos t o f his cock was going in me now and my panties had slid right down off my waist to below my bum but the elastic was still cutting into my thighs.

Then he did the really weird thing. He took his cock out of me and bunched my now sopping wet panties around his cock and started to jerk off with his cock pressed hard against my cunt. Just going for it ugh ugh ugh.  But it wasn’t working very well. each time he wanked the elastic in  my panties cut into my thighs and wouldnt let him get a nice long stroke going. hahaha

So he tore my panties off me. He just yanked with one hand and they stretched way out in front of me and cut hard into the backs of my thighs but didn’t break. So he used two hands and just ripped them apart. Then he hastily wrapped them a round his cock and shoved his cock hard agaisnt my cunt and started jerking off. 

He moaned like harrrrarrrhhhh when he came but he actually took his cock away form my cunt whne he came and then he rubbed my cum and cunt juice soaked panties all over his cock and balls. Kneeling in front of me between my legs rubbing his cock and balls with my ripped, cum and cunt juice soaked panties. Now even I thought that was a bit much.

But that was OK. I could handle that OK. Afterwards he just went to sleep leaving me to deal with my ruined panties and to check my bra for damage.

But next morning pushed the bounderies of my tolerance.  We didn’t fuck that morning because we both slept in and were both late for work.  Always happens to me when I sleep at some guys place. It disturbs my routine.   So we were both running late and gulping coffee and me cornflakes because I ahte to start the day on an empty stomach but they were dry with sugar because his milk was off so I wasnt in a really good mood.

We were actually right at the front door when he stopped me and I just thought he was gonna kiss me goodbye  but he lifted my skirt up, took out his cock, shoved his cock in my panties and started jerking off, pushing me up against the wall. I tried to stop him but he just did it. I said “I’m late for work, already, Stopt hat” but he just laughed and said a few more minutes wont hurt.

Then he looked at me really intently and I thought thats weird for a guy jerking off in your panties to wanna look at your face and then he looked down and lifted up my skirt with his left hand and when he saw his cock in my panties sort of under my cunt with my panties pulled down a bit he started wanking really fast looking at it and then  he came IN MY PANTIES and went oh oh ohohohohoh as he came.

Then he took his cock out and put his hand under my panties and pushed them up agaisnt my cunt eubbing his cum on my panties on my cunt. Then he undid his trousers to show me his underpants and tucked his cock in them and then squeezed it so a big wet cum stain came out on them. He tucked his shirt back in and did up his pants and then he said… and get this…

“Now we’ll both have something to remember each other all day long”

There is nothing more unconfortable than having to put your panties back on after sex and having to wear them for any length of time.  Cum always drubbles out of your cunt for hours after sex but on this occasion Rick had conveniently deposited his cum dorectly on my panties to save me the discomfit of it dribbling all day.

It starts out feeling just wet, then wet and sticky, then gooey and sticky, then just sticky, then it starts to fry and it feels sticky and really sticky. Your panties stick to your cunt, your thighs and even the bottom of your ass.  After a few hours they smell and BAD. And I really had a panties full of cum. The whole lot.

First thing I did when I got to work was change into the spare pair i always keep in my handbag. Part of my Emergency Kit. hahaha. I was going to throw the old ones in the bin and then I had a wicked idea and wrapped them in a paper towel (they were a bit rank by now)  went back to my desk and put them in an Express Post satchell and addressed them to Nick’s address. Hahaha. He’ll get them tomorrow and boy will they be rank by then.

But seriously I do like this guy. But i fear that this panty underwear thing si just too weird for me. He s perfectly nomral in every other way. Absolutely.  He’s good looking well OK looking, hes funny, considerate, smart, hes got it all. But this thing freaks me out a little. Mayeb I’ll get used to it but this mornign was over the top. maybe hes just over excited because he finally found a woman that he thinks is into his kinky pantie thing or will at least indulge him and he’ll settle down.

But I gotta face facts too. I cant be all that choosy with men. Its not like their knocking down my door clutching flowers begging me to go out with them.  No and half the time when my weight soars I’m just totally ignored by men and I probably spend half my life fat and the other half OK so that cuts my chances with men by half. hahaha

So I think I’m gonna see how it goes with rick but he’s not doing the cum in the panties thing in the morning again. Not ever. That was just disgusting. OK it was a little bit hot while he was actually doing it but walking to the bus top with a load of his cum in my panties was NOT fun.

I’ll try and post some updates about Rick’s Progress here but for the last 2 months hes been keeping me pretty busy and i just havent had the time.

Fucking Around in the Pool

Tuesday, October 6th, 2009

Emma was gorgeous. Very short and had had three kids but was still in pretty good shape. Really nice tits but a few stretchmarks and a bit soft all over but still very fuckable. She was a wild child who loved to laugh, fool around and just be wicked. She has just left her husband and was catching upon lost time.

She had this great house with a pool and used to have Pool Parties allt he time. She loved going topless and loved shocking people by doing this. Her parties became legendary amongst our little Group. Hahaha.

This is Emma:

Emma at her pool

Emma at her pool

When there was just us girls there she’d strip right off and go skinny dipping always daring us all to join her. I did a few times, so did Vicky and Andrea. Kelly never did but I think Kelly was afraid of being compared to the rest of us naked and coming up short. hahaha. (saggy tits)

This night there was Kelly, Vicky, Andrea, me and Emma PLUS our boyfriends or whatever guys we were fucking at the time. I was with a guy called Brendan and he was one of those guys that was just so fucking good looking you could overlook his lack of personality for at least a few weeks. You know the type? So many of them around and sooner or later you get sick of fucking and just admiring his body and you get bored. He was one of those.

I dont remember the other guys names. They were nobody special. Just guys the girls had brought along to make up the numbers and so they wouldnt be embaressed showing up on their own.

But this is all about Me, Brendan and Emma.  We’d ahd our barbecue dinner thing and quite a few drinks and were all just chillin in the pool.  I really had the hots for Brendan at the time and I was sitting on his lap feeling pretty sexed up while he leaned back half sitting half supporting himself on the pool wall in the shallow end of the pool.

Emma was in a playful mood and had just given up trying to get everyone to play one of her idiotic but usually fun pool games. Chasing balls around the pool and swimming after them like water polo for idiots. Usual stupid shit. hahaha She still had her bikini on and she sometimes got a bit shy with strangers and most of the guys were strangers to her this night.

But she’d met Brendan a few times before. I think I’d been going out wiht him for about 2 weeks at the time. I was feeling pretty good because I had  slimmed down and was looking pretty hot.

I was sitting on Brendan and sorts fooling around a bit. he ahd an erection and we were rubbing each others crutches together but nothing serious. I was thinking about how i was going to fuck him when we got back to my place, or his. He wasn’t a bad fuck nothing great but his body more than made up for it. And he looked so fucking sexy bare chested and wet in the pool.

Emma swam up behind me and sat herself on Brandans legs behind me and put her arms around my shoulders to hang on.  So now we were both sitting on his legs, me on his lap right on his cock and Emma on his thighs behind me. Brendan was sitting on the bottom of the pool and had his hands on the edge of the pool holding himself in place and preventing himself from drifting away.

I loved the feel of his thighs and his body against mine. I loved feeling the bulge of his hard cock on my cunt as I sat on it and rubbed around a bit. I was feeling pretty sexed up. I was annoyed at first when Emma joined us and I didn’t like the way she sort of invaded our privacy. Just jumped in. Bit rude I thought.

But I liked the feel of her hands on my shoulders and her legs brushing mine as she moved around and kept moving up against me trying to get closer to me and stop from drifting away. I felt her tits  squashing against my back and her skin was all smooth and slippery … like a seal. She was moving all the time and blah blah blah talking shit non stop. She does this when shes nervous and always gets all blah blah blah just before she does something really outrageous or wicked.

I was smiling wondering what she was up to.  Brendan was smiling and looking pretty happy and I remember thinking he’s probably thinking about a 3some with me and Emma.  So was I. Hahaha. Just a thought. I always thought the reality would be far too complicated. But anyway…

I cant remember anything we said. All i remember is Emma talking constantly and brendan answering her and me also saying things.  Emma was getting more and more sort of insistent witht he way she was rubbing against me from behind and every now and then she’d put her hands right on my tits as if by accident and always left them there long enough for Brandan to see. brendan loved it. He just looked down and smiled. I felt a little embaressed but Emma was moving around so much it might very well have been accidental. But Emma was always grabbing our tits and asses when we were fooling around in the pool. Just her idea of a joke.

Then I noticed that emma was rubbing her cunt on Brendans thigh. Back and forth, back and forth and her body bumped into mine flattenning her tits against my back every time she slid forward. I could feel brendan flexing his thigh and lifting it up to press against Emma’s cunt because I was also sitting on his thighs. well, his lap actually. His cock really. Hahaha.

I kknew what emma was up to ebcause she had told me how she gets off like this. If she doesnt cum when a guy fuckes her she likes to straddle the guys thigh and rub her cunt back and forth on his thigh until she cums. Its one of her “things”.

Emma kept talking the whole time just blah blah blah so we didnt focus on what she was doing. As if to cover up what she was doing. She kept sliding her hands up and down my upper arms and the feeling of her hands on my arms, her tits rubbing and squashing on my back, Brendans cock pressing up agaisnt my cunt and his thigh moving up and down regularly was really getting me sexed up.

I slid my hand down between my legs so the palm of my hand was on my cunt and my knuckles were pressed agaisnt Brendans cock. He opened his mouth as if in shock or surprise and then smiled and laughed a little.  I thought Oh he really is a Bad Boy. Hahaha.  My hand was in between our bodies now in between my legs in between my cunt and his cock and I was moving it slowly up and down.

Kelly and Andrea and their guys had got out of the pool and Vicky was at the other end smooching with ehr guy and looking our way every now and then. Probably wondering what we were up to. It must have looked a bit odd.

I was just going along with it. zgoing with the flow. I dunno where Emma’s guy had gotten to but later I found out he was asleep by the pool on a lazy boy couch.

It got a bit like a competition between emma and I. Trying to outdo each other. Sort of. Emma staretd grabbing my tits from behind and laughing and saying things like “Guess who” and started really pressing her body hard against mine. As if she was fucking me from behind. Really pushing her cunt hard agaisnt my back. Sometimes when Emma starts this crap I shy away but sometimes I rise to her challenge and call ehr bluff. Sometimes she backs downa nd sometimes I back down. But one of us always backs down. So I was thinking here we go….

Then I noticed Emma wasn’t just fooling around. She was actually turne d on. I can tell when Emma’s turned on because she presses her lips together, licks her lips and her breathing gets short and shallow and rapid. And she was like that now. Turned on. And rubbing her body against mine and rubbing her cunt up and down Brendans thighs and trying to push me further up Brendan’s body as if she wanted to sit in his cock.

I dont know why I did it. The Craziness came over me and I thought well if she wants to sit on his cock, OK. Hahaha. I leaned forward and moved so I was sitting on Brendans stomach and Emma slid up behind me so ehr body was still pressed hard against my back and I kissed brendan. He shoved his tongue in my mouth the same way he shoves his cock in my cunt when he’s desperate for a fuck. Just straight in deep and hard.

I knew Emma would be sitting on Brandan’s cock now and I let her sit there for a while and then slowly eased backwards stretching my body and forcing her backwards off his cock.  I sat up and Emma pushed hard but she couldnt push me forard unless I let her.

So there we were, the three of us moving about sliding up and down Brandans thighs, Emma pressing hard agaisnt me, rubbing her tits on my back and brendan lifting his thigh up to press agaisnt Emma’s cunt with me sitting right on his cock.

Then Brendan raised his knees btween emmas legs, forcing ehr to move forward against me and I felt her tits flatten agaisnt my back and Brendan sat up so we were both sitting on his lap, legs dangling down on either side of him. He put his arms around Emma and pulled tight huggiing us both and forcing us both agains thim. I was like the meat int he sandwich. Emmas body pressed hard against my back and Brandans body pressing agasint my front.

It felt incredible. I thought how easy it would be to take out his cock and for me and Emma to take turns sitting on it. In my cunt then move forward so Emma can move up and take it in her cunt.  I thought we could both fuck him right here right nonw and nobody would even know. I was sure Vivky and her guy were fucking in the water at the other end of the pool. But with Emma its always play. Never serious. She always goes so f ar then backs off quickly.  Like a prickteaser.

So while I’m thinking all this Brendan has reached around behind me and I couldn’t see but I knew from the way his hands were moving on my back that he was playing with Emma’s tits behind me. I moved back to squash his hands between Emma and my  body to make it difficult for him and when I did my body moved forward and I ended up sitting right on Brendan’s cock in a fuckign position.

Brandan started moving up and down, and each time he moved up his cock pressed hard agaisnt my cunt and then he took his hand out from between Emma and I and as he did so I felt fabric slide across my back followed immediately by Emma’s rock hard nipples sliding and pressing hard on my back. Then Emma undid my bikini top and whipped it out and Brendan was waving Emma’s bikini top in the air and Emma was waving my bikini top in the air and I was sitting in the middle, Emma’s tits rubbing on my back and my tits poking out in front of me. Nipples hard. Just like Emma’s.

Emma and Brendan were both laughing crazily and I think I was too but I was starting to feel that things were slipping away from me. I never feel secure with my men and always think that any of my girlfriends could easily steal my man away form me if they chose to. I thought Emma could easily steal Brendan away form me. And this thought was in my mind at that moment.

I was in a real bind. I was half really excited and turned on and half scared Emma would end up stealing Brendan away from me.  Now Brendan was sucking my tit and Emma was leaning over my shoulder askign him what was he doing in a shocked voice and laughing and shoving her tits over my shoulder as if to say go on suck mine too. and laughing all the time.

Then Brendan pulled us both together again really tight this time and started thrusting his hips up and down as if he was fucking the both of us. Emma kept going on wiht ehr stupis shit talk now asking hm was he fucking me. And what are you doing? Are you fucking Maxxy right in front of me? as if she was SO shocked.  Emma and I were sliding back and forth and I knew she was feeling Brendans cock on her cunt each time I slid forward and she moved with me.

It was kinda exciting ans a real turn on but I was afraid if Brendan fucked Emma he’d think she was a lot more fun than me and probbaly a better fuck and he’d dump me for her. I just knew it. But I didn’t want to stop.

Now Emma was grinding her hips and really forcing her cunt onto Brendan’s cock which was about to burst right out of his swimming shorts.  I was still thining this is a great way for a guy to fuck two women at once. Just slide em up and down and stuck your cock in them alternately.

But then suddenly Emma lsot interest and swam away laughing. Just like that. Leaving ehr top behind floating in the water beside mine. She stopped and turned around and gave Brendan a full frontal of her topless in the water and pushed her hair up onto her head making her breasts change shape as she lifted her arms and then she was gone.

Brendan tried to fuck me as soon as she was gone but I couldn’t so it there in the pool with everyone around even though they weren’t close to us and nobody was watchign and we could have really. But I didn’t want to.

So thatw as that. Weird and kinky. But fun. Kind of. I know I’d be inot so much kinky shit if i was so lacking in self confidence. Oh Yeah. I would ahve loved to ahve fucked Brendan with Emma that night and even though I dont know if Emma really would have I think she might have. Or might have been forced into it by not being able to get out of it. Hahaha

The Dog Collar

Wednesday, September 23rd, 2009

I’d had this thing going on with Ken for a few months and we’d settled into him going down on me and jerking off till we came together or pretty close.  They were the best orgasms of my life. No matter how hard Brian tried or what he did I never came anywhere close to the intensity of the orgasms that Ken gave me. 

At the time I thought it was weird that he didn’t want to fuck me. Oh he did occasionally but not very often and if we did it was always me who initiated it. At the time I enver understood why he wasn’t keen on fucking me and why he preferred just to go down on me. But I didn”t care. I loved the way he ate my cunt out and the way he made me cum. I’d never ever felt such intense and powerful orgasms.

I always went to his place after the first time at my place. He didn’t like to risk being caught by surprise.  This night he was in a strange mood. He was looking good in a dark very soft thin looking suit. Very stylish. A Dark grey shirt and maroon tie. Cuff links even. He looked very smart indeed.  I was 19 and he was 41 and this was a few months after we started fucking.

He poured us a glass of wine and I went to sit  on the couch beside him but he said “No. Don’t sit there. Sit on the floor.”  I thought “what??” but I sat on the floor where he pointed. Between his feet.  He just looked at me for a long while and I was wondering when we were going to get into it. My cunt was dying for his mouth. I wanted his mouth on my cunt so bad I could taste it.  My clit was tingling like it was on fire and my cunt was throbbing.

Ken was just looking at me not saying anything so I imained what we would soon be doing. I imagined his mouth sucking my clit and his tongue working his magic on it and I thought I would finger fuck myself while he went down on me. I was turned on, cunt wet and clit eager. I was dying for it. Dying for my orgasm with a capital “O”.

Time went by and he still said nothing. Just kind of gazed at me absently and sipped his wine. Then he said “take off your clothes” but he never smiled or anything. It was like an order. I just thought he’s in a funny mood, that’s all. No biggy. I moved to get up but he told me to get undressed on the floor.

I was wearing high heels, a skirt, blouse and thigh high stockings. I sat and stretched my leghs out taking off my high heels first, then my stockings, trying to be sexy but feeling I was failing. I felt a bit stupid. I always do when I try and be sexy and it fails. I took the rest of my clothes off quickly and put them to one side and looked up at Ken expectantly.

All we’d ever done till now was fuck, him go down on me and anal sex a few times. Nothing weird. So I thought maybe we were playing a different game tonight. Master and Slave or something. Hahaha

So there I was sitting on his  polished hardwood floors naked, my arms resting on my knees, waiting expectantly.  I loved his hardwood floors. They were so beautiful. So erotic. I loved being naked on them. Feeling the smooth ahrdness on my bare skin. it felt smooth and cold and slippery on my bare ass.

Then Ken said “Get on your hands and knees” and I did. He just looked at me and I crawled around a bit and knelt there down on all fours facing him looking up at him. He just looked at me for a while longer then said “ZFollow me”. I went to get up but he said “No. Stay like that and follow me.” So I thought thats weird but I followed him into the  bedroom on all fours like some dog. I was OK about it though. Just thought it was a bit weird.

He stopped at his wardrobe and opened the door and said “I’ve got a present for you. Close your eyes.”  I closed my eyes tight and knelt there waiting. I heard him rustling in the wardrobe and then  felt somethign under my throat then wrap around my neck. It was wide and firm but pliable. A collar. A dog collar. I opened my eyes but of course I couldn see it properly. It had a long silver chain on it and Ken told me to come over to the mirror to see it. I went to get up and he told me “No stay down.”

I crawled over to the mirror and looked. It was leather, wide and black with studs around it. Very classy. It felt firm but not too tight around my neck. it felt weird. I felt weird. Weird but nice. It looked incredibly erotic but I felt weird about it. About being on my hands and knees and having a dog collar around my neck.

I kept looking at myself in the mirror and the more I looked the more erotic it seemed. My naked body, breasts hanging down under me, the curve odf my ass from the way I was kneeling. Like a bitch ready to be serviced. That is how I felt.  I became more and more aware of the collar around my throat. It felt smooth and gently restraining. I liked the feel of leather agaisnt my skin. So sensual and erotic. So sexy. I began to like the slight feeling of restriction. as if the collar was controlling me. Taking away my will.

Ken knelt in front of me restricting my view of my body and said “Your not allowed to talk.  You cna make noises but no talking. No words. Got it?”  I was a bit scared but a bit turned on too. My clit was still clamouring for Ken’s tongue and being naked on my hands and knees and the dog collar around my neck were all turning me on more and more. And now this. No talking. What did that mean.?

I nodded my head and Ken said “No. No nodding. Bitches don’t nod.”  So I whimpered like a dog and laughed and Ken said sharply. “No laughing. Bitches don’t laugh.”  I thought uh oh this is getting a bit weird but so long as I get my clit licked and get my orgasm I will play Kens doggy game. I thought this was just a prelude to fucking me doggy so I went along. I thought “OK. I’ll play your silly game.”

Ken  led me out to the lounge room and then all around the house. At first it felt weird. Real weird. Especially not being allowed to talk but after a while I found myself getting into it. I struggled climbing down the stairs and was surprised how hard it was getting around on all fours. Dogs amke it look so easy. hahaha

Ken led me all around that fucking house in and out fo every room and he seemed really happy wiht me. Every now and then he’d kneel down and rub my head messing my hair and tell me I was a “good girl”. Just like you’d talk to a dog. Or bitch. It was really hard remembering not to talk.  Its just not natural. But I was getting into it alright now. I whimpered like a bitch and Ken asked “What’s wrong girl” just like he was talking to a dog. And I wriggled my ass and whimpered again. Bitch talk for I want my cunt licked. Ken just smiled and led me round some more.

As he led  me back into the bedroom I saw myself in the mirror and stopped with a jolt. It looked so fucking erotic. Ken in his suit. So immaculate. So refined. And me naked on all fours wearing a dog collar being led around like a dog. The black leather band on my white skin looked so erotic.  My tits dangling beneath me, my ass up in the air. I knelt there looking at myself.

Ken kneeled over and whispered in my ear. “It’s so powerful, isn’t it?”  I remembered the rule just in time and just whimpered. Ken looked very pleased. It was affecting me. I was so turned on and dying to be fucked from behind. Fuck me doggy I kept thinking. Stick it in this bitch’s cunt and fuck me.”  Gte behind me and lick my cunt, suck my clit” I was thinking all these dirty thoughts as he led me round the house.

He led me out the back and opened the back door and to my horror tried to lead me out into the yard. It was dark out there and he didnt have his yard lights on but it wasnt that dark and his neighbours on once side looked down onto his yard. I stopped and he pulled gently on the lead. I felt it dig into my throat and jerk me forward.

I stopped and resisted and he gave a sudden sharp jerk  on the lead and said “Come on girl. time for pee pee” And I thought “Oh No. You gotta be kidding me. Not out in the yard liek this and certainly not to do pee pee. ” But I found I really was getting into it. I never said anything just resisted the lead and whimpered like a dog would. I dont know why I didn’t just say no. No I am not going out there like this and no no I am NOT going to do “pee pee” for you.

But I never said a word just whimpered and resisted the lead. The Ken looked sternly down at me and said “Come on.” and sort of glared a t me. I thought Well if you wanna play dog and master I’ll play the recalcitrant dog and be difficult. I turned away back into the house and tried to crawl away. I thought now when Ken sees my ass wobbling as I crawl away he’ll get tired of the doggy game and want to fuck me from behind or go down on me… but he just jerked the lead hard and I felt it bite into my neck and turn me round.

He dragged me outside and I tried to resist but every time I did he just gave the lead a sudden jerk making it bite into my neck hurting me. He led me outside and I cringed as I crawled onto the cold, wet grass thinking I was now in view of the neighbours if they chose to look out a window into Kens back yard.  I watched Kens shiny back shoes as he led me across his yard.

The grass was cold and wet on my hands and knees and the more I thought about how I was NOT going to pee for him the more I actually wanted to pee. I thought fuck thats not fair. Ken led me over to the corner of the yard  under a tree where it was darker and sat down on a garden bench he had there holding the lead in his hand. I knelt in front of him and looked around. It felt so weird. Everything looked different from down here. A differnet perspective on everything.

Ken looked huge to me. I remember thinking so this is how dogs see humans. As huge tall creatures that look so intimidating and powerful.  Then it struck me how ridiculous this was and I was just about to tell Ken that I’d had enough when I looked up at his neighbours house and thought how incredibly bizarre this is. What if they DID look  out the window and see us. Why wasn’t Ken concerned about that?  How would he explain this to his neighbours.

Then I think I was simply overcome by the sheer strangeness and eroticism of it all. Being naked outside was always a turn on for me and this dog collar and the whole Master/Dog thing seemed so incredibly powerful . Suddenly I wanted to playt he game. I lay down on the grass trying to remember how dogs did that and I rolled around feeling the grass tickling my naked body, cold and wet, but I thought dogs always do this and never worry about wet grass.

I lay on my side with my arms and legs in front of me like a dog does and Ken reached out a leg and rubbed me under my ribs wih the toe of his shoe. As you would with a dog. it felt kinda nice. his hard shoe on my ribs. Moving up and down. Almost a caress. The grass was terribly cold though and it was making me itch.

Ken shook the lead and told me to get up and I shot up on all fours just like a dog would and I looked up and him and relaised that I was apnting like a dog without consciously doing it. Just like dogs do when theyre excited about going for a walk. I was pretty excited. waiting for what Ken would do next and where this was leading.

He knelt beside me and said “Come on. Time for pee pee and then we’ll go back inside.” I froze. I couldnt do that. I ‘ve always had a thing about peeing infront of other people. At school I always tried not to amke too much noise while I peed. Even with Brian I did that. brian just let it rip as if he was playing wiht a fire hose and he made it gurgle and splash and splotch.

Ken said “Come on” again and pulled the  lead up making it tight around my throat. I very nearly spoke. To tell him no way I was going to piss on the lawn like some mongrel bitch. But I didn’t. For some reason I thought I couldn’t break the rule and speak. I just couldn’t. but I couldnt pee either. God knows I wanted to, that cold wet grass really got me in the peeing mood.

Ken knelt beside me an stroked my flank. gently back and forth just like you would pat a dog. he kept saying “Come on. It’s alright” and nodding reassuringly. Brian ahd this unfunny joke where every time I told him I was going to the toilet he’d alugh and tell me not to think abotu waterfalls, or running taps. And fuck me it used to really make me ned to go. And now every time I felt the need to pee I’d think if waterfalls and running taps thanks to fuckng Brian and that made me need tog o all the more.

So now I had  these images of waterfalls and running taps in my mind and the wet grass on my hands and knees and feet and Ken saying  “Come on, It’s alright. Come on.” over and over like he was hypno-fucking-tizing me. Now I was really struggling to hold it in and it was getting impossible to hold it in.

I kept thinking why don’t I just say something. Or just get up take the stupid collar off and go back  inside. Game Over. But I just couldn’t. I couldn’t. But my bladder was bursting and finally I bent my head and just let go. Immediately wishing I had  thought to open my legs a bit wider. My piss streamed out and splashed up against my thighs  making me hurriedly spread my legs wide apart.

What a fucking relief was all I was thinking when I felt Ken’s ahnd between my legs right in my piss stream directing my piss over to run on my inner thigh and down my leg. But the first thing I thought of was how warm it felt and how wonderful and warm at that. Then the idea of Kens ahnd in my piss stream suddenly hit me. How could he? It felt so wrong and so sick. I was pissing onto Ken’s hand and he was making my piss go on my leg. taht was so wrong.

And it felt so incredibly intimate. That is the only word I can use to describe it. Intimate.   I had never even pissed like  this in front of anyone before. Always behind a closed door.  It flet like the most intimate act a person could do. To share the experience of pissing. I felt kind of violated. As if Ken ahd violated a supremely personal and intimate act. Forced me to make it into a spectacle for him.

And yet in a way ot was alright. Because it seemed so unreal. I couldnt speak out so how could I object. I felt like this was not my responsibility. This was all on Ken and although I didn’t realise it at the time I ahd my very first inkling of what domination and submission was all about. I felt a weird excitement deep down. Vague and fluttering but tremendously exciting. As if I was on the brink of some marvellous revelation.

That w as dashed when Ken suddenly tried to put his  pissy fingers in my mouth. That time I really did nearly speak. I pulled away disgusted and angry but he pulled on the lead to hold my head still and rubbed his fingers, wet with  my piss, on  my lips and forced my lips apart and pushed his  fingers into my mouth.  It was horrible. It tasted salty and bitter and just horrible. I retched and felt like vomiting. Ken just persisted and pulled the lead harder every time I tried to turn away.

But then I found myself licking his fingers like a dog would. Licking my own piss off his fingers. And eagerly too. Suddenly I couldnt taste it at all and just licked and licked like some idiot dog.

That was our very first pissing game. I was half disgusted, half outraged and half  turned on. yeah, three halves. It was that kind of experience. 

Ken was really pleased though. Really happy. He was smiling happily and looking super pleased with himself. Weird. real weird.

He led me back inside intot he lounge room and got me to lie down on the floor. Those amazing plished hardwood floors. He knelt down behind me still in his suit and pushed my upper leg up and out wide fully exposing my cunt. I thought at last he’s going to eat me. He licked my inner upper thighs and licked down my leg and it took me a while before I realised what he was doing.

He was licking the piss of my leg and thigh where he had directed it wiht his hand. I was disgusted and felt like ewwww. Majorly ewwww. And I  cringed and tried to move my leg away but he just held my leg firmly and licked away. Lick lick lick. Now him like a dog. He lciked from my thigh to my ankle and my foot and then back up to my upper thigh and then onto my cunt and I could feel the wetness on my cunt lips. wet with piss as he lciked my cunt lips and finally my clit.

He kept pushing my leg further and further out and holding the other leg stretching me aprt fully exposing my cunt. I felt terribly exposed in a way I’d enver felt before btu Ken was so excited now and he was mouthing my cunt like a madman. Licking and sucking and slurping and just going crazy on my cunt.

I could feel my orgasm building as I noticed bits of grass on my hands and knees and all voer my body. I realised I ahd grasas all voer me and it was getting on Kens floor when the first wave of  ecstacy overtook me.  My leg stiffenned and straightened out even further opening up my cunt even wider and then it moved back down closer to my other leg with Ken in between my legs holding them apart while my legs tried to get together crushing him in between them. My legs just moved by themselves. I wasnt doing it.

Ken grabbe dmy thighs as I got up onto my knees and he mouthed my cunt from behind and I felt his nose pressing hard right on my asshole.  I thought God how perverse is that MAry whatever you do don’t fart and I giggled at that thought just as Ken drove his tongue like a pistom up into my cunt hole.

My hands were now pressed ahrd on the hardwood floor palms spread out flat on the floor and my breasts were flattenned on the floor under my body. My abck was arched in reverse with Ken forcing my body up in the middle and forcing my legs apart to get at my cunt better. His tingue was moving in and out fo my cunt hole like a cock. Tongue fucking me like a madman.

His fingers were digging into my flesh painfully and he turned me this way and that to get incloser at my cunt. I heard a banging noise and realised it was my fists banging on the floor and I had somehow been moved voer onto my back and Ken was lifting me up under the ass and his mouth was ravaging my cunt.

I felt another orgasm building and this one really wracked my body. I felt a wave of pleasure begin just above my pelvis and lunge upwards through my body to just below my throat. I sudeenly realised I still ahd the dog collar on but that thought was brushed aside as my vision dimmed at the periphery and I suddenly felt like I was going to piss myself, shit myself and throw up all at the same time. MY back suddenly a rched up taking Ken wiht it his mouth grip on my cunt never relenting for one instant and he ate my cunt alive.

Next thign I remember was lying on the floor and Ken sitting up ont he couch looking down at me. I had enver had an orasm wiht any man like this. Liek I did with Ken. It never even approached this level of intensity wiht Brian. It was utterly and completely mind blowing. I felt totally fucked. Even though I hadn’t had a cock anywhere near me. Totally fucked, exhausted, drained. And happy. So fucking rleaxed and happy.

Like so many things I did with Ken I lay there wondering if it really happenend. Did I really crawl into his backyard like some mongrel dog on a leasha nd did i really just piss down on all fours in front of him and let him put his hand in my piss stream and then did I really lick my own  piss off his hand? It was just too fucking fantastic to believe.

I felt the craziness come over me as I lay there and i got up and sat cross legged on the floor looking up at Ken and did a piss. I just let it go and felt its warm wetness on my ass and looked down as the puddle grew underneath me and ran out in front of me. across Ken’s beautiful, glossy, polished hardwood floor. Ken followed my eyes and saw what I was doing and smiled. As the puddle got bigger and bigger spreaading out from underneath me he began to laugh. Louder and laouder and then we were both laughing like idiots .

Then i got up, had a shower, got dressed and had a coffee and chatted normally with Ken as if nothing ahd happenned and then he called a taxi to take me home.

Our very first kinky experience together and talk about getting off to a flying start.  I loved the dog collar  after that but only ever did it with one other guy. You’d think it was humiliating and submissive but its really an incredibly liberating feeling. You dont feel restrained or restricted at all. you feel so fucking FREE. Not being allowed to talk makes it so much better. You feel completely absolved of responsibility and accountability for your actions. You feel free to piss anywhere, to growl and whimper and behave like an animal. I think it really puts youin touch wiht the primnitive YOU deep inside you. The animal thats buried deep within us all.

I think it’s good for the soul to let that animal out every now and then.

Let it out, take it for a walk, let it have a piss and a fuck.

That night changed me. Made me more … more intense. Eager to try different things. Weird things. Kinky tihngs. Sick things. It was a kind of enlightenment. It wasnt just the pissing. It was more the ACT of pissing. The letting go of the vestiges of civilisation that constrain and restrain our behaviour.

I know that at times I desperately want to break free. To let myself go. To tell  a man to fuck me hard, to fuck me like an animal, to cum in my mouth, to piss on me, cum on me, fuck me up the ass and to thrust my hips and moan, groan and yell obscenities, to bite the mattress and the pillow and to bite him and to just go fucking crazy. But I can’t. You can’t. men just think your some kind of cum hungry slut or a crazy woman. You have to hold on and not reveal your true self. Because men can’t handle it. They just can’t.

Suburban Streaking

Wednesday, September 23rd, 2009

I couldn’t decide if this belonged in Exhibitionism or Kinky Sex. Its not really sex but it wasn’t really about Exhibitionism either. This was more about adrenaline and excitement than exhibitionism and it fits more into the Kinky Sex stuff that followed with Ken. This was the first time we did anything Kinky or weird.

Vicky and I were at my place just hanging out when Ken called to invite me over. (For a fuck hahaha). I told him Vicky was here and we planned a quiet night and he said bring her over. I was a bit confused why he would want me to bring Vicky but he said we’ll just have a few drinks and relax it will be fun.

Much to my surprise Vicky seemed very keen to go and visit Ken so I said OK and off we went. Now at this stage I think Vicky suspected something  was going on between Ken and I but like most people found it pretty hard to believe.  So I guess she thought she’d see if there were any tell tale signs when she saw the two of us together. There wouldn’t be. It was a bit of a strange relationship Ken and I had. Not the normal “affair” or whatever.

Ken was in fine form. Playing the Perfect Host and chatting  making us both feel at home. Ken really is a very interesting guy. Charming and witty and the perfect gentlemen. (Hahaha. Sure.)  He knows how to entertain guests. Always very fine wine and food. I don’t know where he gets it from though he just sort of plucks these little munchies out of the air.

We talked about all kinds of things and then Ken gets onto excitement and how we all CRAVE excitement but opportiunities rarely present and when they do we lack the courage to take advantage of them. He has a way with words Ken. He kind of weaves a spell with his words and talks you into doing things without you even realising it.

I knew what he was doing but Vicky had no idea.  Vicky was enthralled with  Ken.  He projected this image of worldliness and wisdom. Everything he  said seemed so true and right. Vicky kept reassuring Kent hat SHE had the courage to make the most of life and Ken was deftly challenging her constantly.

Ken really worked on Vicky. She was spellbound. All this crap about us denying our true selves and being held in cages of convention from the cradle to the grave and stuff. Very convincing. Compelling stuff. Vicky lapped it all up.

I think Ken knew he didn’t have to work on me. Only Vicky. Now Vicky was what you’d call a Wild Child Wannabe.  Kelly was the official Wild Child of our little group and Vicky was always in her shadow. Wishing she had, but lacking Kelly’s courage.  But Vicky certainly had her moments of wildness, craziness.

I had no idea what Ken had in mind. All I knew was he was up to something. I doubted it was a 3some. That wasn’t Ken’s style. I suspected it would be more about getting Vicky to do somehting crazy. Perhaps a elsbo thing with me. That is what I thought Ken was angling towards.

Ken lives across the road from a  park, a sort of nature reserve and opposite his house is acres of bush with houses down the side of the street where Ken lives. Its a very beautiful spot.  Houses on one side, bush on the other.  Ken took us out onto his balcony and we stood there drinking our wine and looking out over the park. It was very dark and the park looked kinda scary wiht its dark shadows and tall trees that were blacker against the black sky.

Ken started talking aboutt he bush, about running free through the bush and getting back to our natural selves, getting back in touch with nature.  How running naked and free through the woods is one of the most liberating and exciting things a human can do. Vicky asked him if he ever ran naked through the woods and he laughed and said he loved to.

I was watchign Ken closely and listening attentively trying to see what it was that Ken does. He says things without actually saying things.  He implies and suggests and plants thoughts that you think are your own ideas.

Vicky was trying to challenge him and asked him about his naked running through the woods. Ken answered directly and without hesitation. He told ehr how him and his lover stripped off on this balcony one night and went downstairs, crossed the road and ran anked through the woods and then fucked like animals on the forest floor in the moonlight.

Vicky was spellbound. Shocked at his use of the word “fuck” and yet it sopunded so normal and correct in that context. Ken had planted an image, an idea in her mind as he had done in my own mind. I could see myself walking naked down Kens stairs, crossing that road naked and running naked through the woods across the street while Kne watched fromt he balcony.

I knew Vicky would have the exact same idea in her own mind now. I sensed it and I knew it. I could tell from her face that she was excited and turned on. I’ve known Vicky since we were kids and I know when she’s excited and when she’s up fomr some craziness.

All she needed and all I needed was a gentle push. A way of making this happen. An excuse. Ken said not many women are brave enough to let go like that but when they do they just love it. They never regret it.

I remember clearly Vicky telling Ken in an almost dreamlike voice that she would love to run naked through the forest and fuck on the forest floor under the stars like an animal. I was surprised. Surprised how far away her voice sounded and how sincere and forceful she said it. Ken told her she was welcome ot use “his” forest any time she felt the urge and that one should never deny these urges. That they are what make us what we are.

Vicky looked all excited as if she were humming wiht anticipation. Ready to do somehting crazy. She looked at me and I smiled. I was pretty excited too but not sure what was going to happen next.

Ken was leaning on the balcony rail and he turned to us and said “Why don’t you girls go for a quick run through the woods just to get the feel of it.”  Vicky looked uncertain for a moment and looked at me.  Ken looked at me as if he expected me to say something but all I could think of was “I’m game if you are”. Ken smiled. That was what he wanted.

Vicky looked uncertain again. She said “What, go for a streak through the woods?” I said “Why not? Who’s gonna see us?” It was late at night and Ken’s street is very dark. We looked up and down the street. Nothing. No noise. Only a few lights on here and there. Very quiet. Everyone tucked up in bed or in front of the tv.

Vicky looked at Ken then at me, eyes wide and shining  and said “I will if you will” and Ken looked at me and inclined his head.   Vicky turned to Ken and asked if he was coming. Ken smiled and said no he’d had a big day and simply didn’t have the energy.  The n Vicky turned to me expectantly. I hesitated, pretending to be thinking about it, then I said “Sure why not?” and I took off my blouse just to keep things going.

Vicky looked at me standing there in my bra and jeans and looked at Ken who was looking out over the woods then she laughed. A really loud  uninhibited laugh. Her eyes were huge and she had this look of crazy excitement on her face. She’d had a fair bit of winne to drink too so she would ahve been a bit pissed. Just enought to make her feel a bit uninhibited.

She pulled her top off, then slipped out of her shoes and pulled her jeans down.  She asked me if we should get undressed here or downstairs. I said here. She nodded and took her bra off. Vicky has fake tits. She got them a few years ago after spending most of her life with tiny tits that were a constant embaressment to her. She loved her new tits and smiled up at me when they sprung free. As if ot say “Look at my tits aren’t they great?” I smiled. I was always surprised every time I saw Vicky wiht her new tits. I was so used to the old flat chested Vicky.

She enver hesitated to pull her panties off and then she stood there naked watchign em as I finsihed getting undressed. I was in Hot Me mode at the time and I felt pretty good about being naked. About Vicky and Ken seeing me naked.  Vicky was really getting into it now and stretched her arms out on either side and raised her self up on her tiptoes. She looked fabulous in the moonlight. Fabulous.

We started giggling and leaned over  facing each other  holding each others hands and just giggling like idiots.  I couldn’t believe I was anked with Vicky on Kens fron balcony planning to go for a naked dash through the woods. It was surreal.  We were both on a high. A wonderful antural high aided a bit by the wine. Hahaha

Ken turned slowly and looked at us, smiling faintly. Vicky blushed slightly and moved as if she were going to turn away from Ken’s gaze, but hesitated, changed her mind and stood there looking directly at him completely naked and unembaresed and unashamed. Ken just stared openly at her naked body, drinking it in.  Vicky stood there unmoving. Another surreal moment.

Ken smiled and said “well, off you go…” and Vicky burst out laughing and turned suddenly and ran downt he stairs. Ken smiled at me and nodded his head. I turned to follow Vicky.

I watched her tight compact ass move delightlfully as she sprinted across the street and disappeared into the woods leaving me behind on Ken’s side of the street.  I ran after her and caught sight of her as she disappeared behind a curve in the track. There is a well worn apth through the woods lots of people use for walking. Its smooth and wide.

I caught up and I ran behind Vicky watching her fine ass moving as she ran, her thighs flexing and unflexing. I thought she looked like some magnificent, free animal running through the woods. I had to admit a lot of what Ken had said did make sense. I felt so free. So fucking FREE.

Vicky has a great body. Always has. She used to curse the fact that she looked  like a 15 yo boy until she hit her mid twenties when the body of a 15 yo boy was infinitely perferable to the wide assed bitches we had all become.  When she got ehr fake tits she was complete. Vicky runs every day, rain , hail or shine. She thrives on it. She’s addicted to it. But she is in excellent shape. Slim and well muscled. Beautiful, finely sculpted legs and arms. Flat stomach and firm compact little ass.

She looked magnificent running along that path. Her skin was so white in the moon light. Her nipples dark almost balck and her little strip of pubic hair a perfect black rectangle just above her cunt. Every now and then I would see one of  her tits bounce out tot he side but her tits didn’t bounce around allt hat much. Mine do. And di dthat night. Jiggle jiggle jiggle bounce bounce bounce. hahaha

She stopped suddenly and I almsot ran right into her. She put her hands on her knees and breathed deeply, her breasts hanging down beneath her tipped with balck nipples. Her skin had a luminious quality about it in the moonlight. She was breathign heavily from the exertion, her breasts moving up and down as she breathed heavily., her mouth wide open drawing in deep breaths.

We stood there for a moment and she said she couldnt believe she was doing this. I asked her how she felt and she said GREAT ! but a little foolish. I said who gives a fuck. and we both laughed.

I was feeling good. A little turned on sexually but more just plain excited. I absolutely loved being anked with Vicky out here in the woods. It was fuckign fantastic. It really appealed to my exhibitionist side.  Vicky was loving it too. I could tell. She was turned on too and very excited.

All we need is the right circumstances to do this kind of thing. This crazy stuff. You cant just say to people I feel like a nudey run through the woods. There has to be a pretext. It needs to be put in a context, which is what Ken ahd done. Making it seem normal and perfectly reasonable a thing to do. To get naked and run through the woods. Hahaha. Was it? I dunno. All I knew was it was fun and I was loving it.

Vicky grabbed my upper arm tightly and said “This is such fun” She was laughing as she said it and the words came out tinged with laughter and joy.  Then she did a little dance piroetting around and dancing back and forth along the track. She looked fabulous. So free and sexy and animalistic.

We laughed and turned back down the track the way we came. I was in front now and jogging along at a steady apce when I ebcame aware fo vickys eyes on my body. I cringed as I worried about how big my ass looked and then realised it didn’t look too bad and actually it probably looked pretty good. My tits were bouncing and I was watchign my tits when I sudeenly found myself out of the woods and on the footpath.

I stopepd abruptly and Vicky ran into me. I felt sweaty slippery tits on my back and then her arms around me as she held me to stop herself from falling. Her hips bumped against my ass, sweaty and slippery on my smooth naked ass. We stood there laughing. We looekd up and saw Ken leaning on his balcony railing and he looked down at us and raised his wine glass in  a salute.

I went to cross the street and Vicky grabbed  my arm, holding me back   and said she felt funny about Ken seeing her naked now. I laughed and said why now? and she laughed and said she didn’t know.  I held her  hand and we crossed the street together as calm as you like.

Ken met us at the front door which was under the balcony wiht two bottles of water effectively keeping us away form our clothes. He casually closed the front door as he handed us our bottles of water. Vicky was standing back a bit as if trying to keep out of Ken’s sight. Ken was chatting away asking how how we enjoyed our run and just talking blah blah blah and i could sense Vicky relaxing. I felt totally relaxed about being naked. This is what I live for. To be naked in front of other people. To be seen. For people to see my naked body. I love it.

Ken made it seem perfectly natural to be standing there naked in front of his front door in plain view of the street.  He acted as if it was nothing that we were both naked. As if this was the most normal thing  in the world.

Ken looked at Vicky but not in a pervy way.  Neither did he try to avert his eyes. He looked at erh openly the way you would look at a painting or any work of art. Which is what her body looked like. A work of art. Beautiful. Stunning. Magnificent.

Vicky started telling Ken how exciting it was and what a thrill it was and so on and then Ken suggested enthusiastically that we should give the neighbour s a thrill and run up to the end of the street and back. Vicky laughed loudly. Threw her head back and just let go. I laughed too. it did sound funny. Hilarious.

I looked up the street and counted how many houses had lights on. There were street lgihts all the way up the street and a really bright one at the end of the street at the intersection. We would be running through pools of bright light in between the darkness. I was so fucking excited by the idea. I wondered if Vicky would do it.

She was telling Ken we would get caught for sure as I tuned back in. Ken said that was part of the thrill, that small element of risk but that the consequences were pretty small.  I could see Vicky was intrigued by the idea and I noticed her nipples were hard.  Funniy I never noticed that before.  She has really nice neat nipples. Clearly defined circles that looked back against her white skin under the moonlight. Or it might have been the streetlight then.

I was going to do it with or without Vicky. I just had to do it. It was one of those opportunities Ken talked about. I lvoed the idea of running up the street naked but it was the kind of thing you couldnt just decide to do and go out and do it. Ken had  provided the circumstances and the context. The context was it was all just a bit of fun and we were realtively safe here in his street wiht him there to rescue us if anythign went wrong. Liek the cops showed up. hahaha

So I grabbed Vicky’s hand and started pulling her slong the street before she could make up ehr mind. She was alughing and saying no no no but I insisted and finally elt go of ehr hand and ran up the street.

Oh this was SO much betetr than the woods. Out here in the street. But my heart skipped a beat at the first streelight when I saw how well lit my body was under that streetlight. Talk about in plain sight. But it gave me the biggest THRILL too. I felt so high so pumped up. So… free. So fucking FREE  !

I ran up that street like a crazy woman and every time I ran into the pool of light cast by a streetlight my heart missed a beat and I felt relief each time the darkness enveloped me again.  I ran close by houses with lights on but didnt see anyone. The grass was soft under my bare feet and the night air was cool on my skin. I noticed my nipples were hard and wondered how long they ahd been ahrd for. I enver even thought to check my onw nipples when I noticed vickys were hard.

I reached the end od the street and stood under the big streetlgiht feeling fully exposed and vunerable. Oh, so exposed and vulnerable. Any car coning along the main street at Kens intersection would see me. See me naked standing there not moving. Arms stretched out on either side.

Then I turned to go back and nearly ran right into Vicky. She was running at me laughing loudly and worrying me that she would wake somebody up. We grabebd arms and swung around and ran back downt he street but stopepd abruptly grabbing each other and swinging round and behind a bush when we saw a door open ahead of us and a old guy in a dressing gown come out the door.

we were both trying not to laugh and the guy was lookign up and down the street and I imagine dhim thinking “Did I really see two naked women running down t he street and duck behind that bush?”  You would think that wouldn’t you? How many times do you see two naked women running down a street. Your eyes see it but your mind rejects it.

We huddled behind that bush while the old guy looked at our bush and looked up and down the street.  We heard a female voice call out and the old guy went inside and closed the door. Vicky dashed out from behind the bush and spread ehr legs wide and her arms up high in the air and wiggled ehr ass and body at the house. Then she turned around and bent over and shookk her ass at the house. I nearly pissed msyelf I was alughing so hard. Vicky was really getting into it now.

I grabbed her hand and ran back down the street before the old guy could come back out.  It was fucking amazing. Fucking awesome.

Ken was waiting for us with our bottles of water again but this time Vicky wasn’;t shy about being anked in front of Ken. Quite the opposite I thought. Shioving her tits in his face and standing there right in front of him naked. She was bold. Thats the word. She was very BOLD this time in front of Ken.

Vicky looked so fucking hot that night so fucking magnificent. I had some pretty powerful lesbo thoughts about her that night and not for the first time either. We had fooled around a little  when we were at high school but nothing major.  Some kissing, tit and pussy touching but never serious. I was thinking serious though these days and especiallyt hat night. I’d never been with a woman and was pretty curious. Keen to try it out.

I would ahve preferred my first time with a woman not to be in front of Ken as some lesbo show but I was prepared to do it if that was what Ken had in mind.

Vicky was acting like she was fully drunk now although I knew she wasn’t. She kept touching Ken and getting up close to him and I had the impression she wanted to fuck Ken. Or maybe have a 3some with him.  Or maybe just do some crazy thing together. I dunno. But i had this feeling.

She was alughing a lot and gulping down ehr water latting it spill down her chest and I saw the water runing bnetween ehr breasts. Her big round fake breasts. So round and heavy looking on that slight perfectly formed body.

I sat down on a wooden seat under Kens balcony and sipped my drink while Vicky carried on animatedly never standing still. She came over to me and stroked my breast. Just ran a hand lightly over one tit and she said “You shoulda seen how your tits were bouncing around” and laughed. And I just looked at her tits. She laughed and grabbed both her tits in each hand and said mine dont bounce half as much. Another surreal moment.

I knew Ken was enjoying this. Not so mcuh the nudity itself but that he was there with both of us naked. That he had made it happen.  I found it incredibly erotic me and Vicky being naked together with Ken with him fully dressed. It was amazing. I was up for anything then. At that moment. If ken had said Mary I want you to fuck Vicky I would have. Raped her if necessary although I wasn;’t sure how a woman raped another woman. Or if Ken ahd said hold her down while I fuck her i would have. It would have been so easy with her already being naked.

Ken was clearly impressed with Vickys body and was having a great time watching her move about. The way her tits moved when she did was wonderful.  I had the feeling Vicky was up for anything at that moment too. And I wondered what was going to happen next. 

It was so surreal. Vicky naked and animated and so excited. Up for anything now.  Blood rushing, nipples ahrd,. aroused, excited, turned on. Ken so calm and collected. Me excited, turned on ready for anything.

I watched the interraction between Ken and Vicky. I thought how easily he ahd broken down her inhibitions to the extent where she ahd ran around naked and was now completely comfortable being  naked in front of him. And out in front of his house. We were sheltered by the eblacony but anyone walking down the street or passing by in a car would see us clearly. Nobody seemed to care.

I had the very strong impression that Vicky wanted to fuck Ken. It was in everything she said and did and in her body language.  I think she expected it. That Kne wanted to fuck her and all this was to set things up to fuck her.  But she didn’t know Ken. To simply fuck vicky woould be too simple for Ken. Too pedestrian. He preferred to play games with people.

Ken’s objective was to tap into Vicky’s weaknesses and to exploit them. Vicky was always the Wanna Be and never the initator. Ken amde her feel like the initiator ehre but in reality it was Ken who had initiated everything.

Vicky was bored with life, her job, her boyfriend, she felt life was passing her by and didn’t know why or what she could do about it.  She was desperate to lash out. To do somethign crazy. Somethign to think about and perhaps to talk about for a long time. Something  different. Something unusual. Somethign remarkable.

Ken had often said to me that fucking was one of the most mundane and pedestrian things a human could do.  That anyone, regardless of courage, inteligence and wherewithal, can fuck.  He found fucking boring. He got more pleasure and satisfaction making a woman orgasm then just fucking her.  It was about control I’m sure. The power of mkaing a woman let go and cum hard under his power. Under his mouth on her cunt.

That was what excited Ken. It was the same thing with with Vicky. He had made her strip off and run around naked and WANT her to fuck him. That was far more satisfying to Ken. Like making a woman cum, go crazy, lose control and bite the matress and the pillow and yell obscenities, this is what drove Ken.  A far more urgent and piquant need then simple fucking.

I looked at Vicky. She was out fo control. I doubt she realised it but she was all over Ken metaphorically as well as physically.  She rubbed her breasts against his arm and stood with legs apart.  She held his arm and put her arm around him. Ken appeared impervious to her directness.

I coudn’t understand how any man even Ken could NOT want to fuck Vicky at that moment. It was as if she was fully primed and ready to receive. Ready for cock. Desperate for cock. Wanting it, needing it. but Ken seemed indifferent to her need. The harder she tried and the more overt her overtures, the more indifferent he became.

I started to sense he was getting bored with her. Annoyed even. He looked at me questioningly and I smiled and nodded. As if to say “Yes. Anything.”  He loooked as if he was thinking. thinking of our next adventure. Our enxt move in his game of chess with these two naked pieces of flesh under his control.

I focussed back on Vicky to hear her tell Ken that he was overdressed in a very payful voice. Ken was wearing brown leather loafers, white trousers and a very classy looking hawiain style shirt. But not the usual loud pattern and colours. Muted, stylish like everythign about Ken. Ken smiled at ehr as she went to undo the buttons on his shirt and I sensed his boredom was changing to annoyance now.

I marvelled how any man could be immune to Vicky’s nudity and obvious need. How could he NOT want her. Even I wanted her. I thought of how her breasts would feel in my hands. How smooth and firm her ass would feel under my hands. How wet her cunt would be and how eager and desperate she would be for me to lick her cunt. I imagined our naked bodies entwined and our sweat mingling, our saliva and our cunt juices mingling, her lips on mine. Her cunt lips on mine, rubbing together.

I was lsot in these thughts when I heard Kens voice go down an octave and suggest we needed a shower and abruptly turn and open the door holding it open for us. vicky tried one last desperate move and told him she wanted to play some more. Ken just went inside and I followed.

Vicky brushed past me her body sliding agaisnt mine as she passed me and as I watched her climb the stairs in front of me catching glimpses of her  cunt from my position below her my desire for her reached its peak. As she stopped at the top of the stairs I pressed my body hard against hers from behind and put my arms around ehr from behind, cupping her breasts in my hands.

They felt so big, heavy and full. Her nipples were like hard little pebbles on the palms of my hands. I felt her ass, rounded and firm against my pelvis. I kissed her neck and she sighed.  I rubbed my cunt up and down the curved bulge of her ass and I moaned softly. then she laughed. Half laugh, half giggle and broke away from me.

The moment was gone. The spell broken. I felt the longing drain out fo me and I felt tired and weak suddenly. Suddenly needing a shower and sleep. I felt drained and disappointed. Ken has this double shower. A huge shower almost a room with a shower head at each end.  vicky was still high and kept poking me and grabbing my tits and fooling around in the shower but I was out of it.

When we got out, Ken had our clothes all laid out on the bed and Vicky looked so disappointed. She had been looking forward to the next instalment but I already knew it was over.  We got dressed in silence and when we came out of the bathroom Ken told us our taxi was here and kissed us both goodnight and sort of hussled us out the door.

Vicky looked a bit stunned and I wasnt sure if this was also aprt of Ken’s game or if he had just got annoyed and bored with her.

So that  w as that. Vicky slept at my place that night and the next  mornign was blah blah balh about what a fantastic time we had and how she couldnt believe we had done what we did. She went on and on about Ken quizzing me about me and him and what else we got up to. I told ehr that was a one off thing and that Ken was just a crazy man at times. Thats all.

Vicky went back to Kens another two times with me and they will be separate blogs.  There is a lot fo stuff to cover about those two nights and they will both need their own entries. Both those times were far more extreme than this night. A lot more than just running around naked.

But Vicky was so keen. She was so hyped up about that night for ages afterwards. I think the whole thing was so new to her and just so fucking exciting. So radical. Hahaha.