In between my pages

I love this library it is my favorite place to spend my days off, walking down the isles will my hand feeling all the books there textures on my fingertips, hard, soft, plastic, leather. The smell in the air as they all sit stacked high waiting for me to spend time with each of them. I sit inside on the couches or outside in the book garden, so well maintained but a secret kept by book lovers.

It was a hot day today but cool in here. I was looking for sex tips, I love raunchy books with pictures but currently have too many books at home to read so I would just read them here. So I just catch glances of you as I walk up and down the isles, you sitting in a chair reading “sex with a fire” a book I have read at home in my bath many times before.

I walk on over and make a noise to get your attention. You look up. I hold up a book in my hands that says “Let me help you”. You look a little confused so I point to the book in your hands. You laugh. The noise is loud so I glare at you raising a finger to my lips and shhh you. Then lick the end of my finger still looking at you. I want you to lust over me like we have both done with that book in your hands. I want you in between my pages. feeling the paper, feeling my thighs. 

I hold up another book, “island of sequencsed nun” . you look interested but still a little confused, I used m fingers you lift up my skirt you you can see my white knickers. I final book “trapped in the girls bathroom”. I look at you before making my way into the girls toilets and wait in a stall. I do not have to wait long before I hear footseps and know it is you. When your feet are infront of my cubical I open the door with my arm resting high on the door and my other hand on my hip. I raise and eyebrow and give you a cheaky grin. I have been wanting you for a while and we have not had a root in public in over a month.

I kiss you gently. On the cheak. I taste you. I lick the stubble on your face slow from chin to check. Again and again. I put your hand in mine , hold our entwined hands up and the I open my lips and put your finger in my mouth. Closing my lips around you and sucking. I slowly fellate your finger with my tongue and wet lipgloss covered lips. My eyelashes flutter, looking you deep in the eyes. With my hypnotic stare. I move but my eyes remain unmoving focused on your pale blue eyes.

I love the games we play, I go hide and you come and seek my sweet arse out. I sit on the toilet seat and unbuckle your pants and pull out your hard cock I stroke it with my eyes looking up at you. My makeup making my eyes look so big a fluttery, my lipgloss making my lips look so wet. My bra pushing my cleavage up. My hair falling all around my face. I know you love standing over me so you can have the best view of my face and tits. I think I do a fantastic job at wanking a penis, but I have to remember that loving someone is not about me. That feeling that you give me I will always try and emulate it with my fingers and throat. I want you to feel that lust with every part of my body.

When you are good and hard and have been moaning for a little while I want you to save some of that hot cock for me. I stand up, we move around like a dance in the small cubical. My hands on your shoulders pushing you down to sit on the toilet seat. I climb aboard you and lower myself onto your dick. I can feel my lips opening up and taking you inside. Welcoming you into me.  I love the feeling of it inside me, I wish I could keep you there in my warm space, the lips of my labia opening up to lick you.

I push down an move up, my body shakes my I hold onto your shoulders and slide up and down on your hard pole, the penis erupting inside of me in a sensual wave of pleasure. Afterwards I pull you out with me still dripping my lips close dripping wet and drooling cum.

Like we used to.

I remember when we used to fuck. That was a long time  ago. Your hair messy, you would not look after yourself. But you would always take the time to undress me. We had no money, because  there were not many options straight out of school, and I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life at 17. But the world seemed sso daunting, expecting so much from me.

Somewhere along the way we lost our way, I would trade a lot of what I have gained over the years to have that passion again with you. The way you lusted for me. Your eyes constantly on me, as I dressed for work or undressed for the night.

But maybe I am forgetting the bad. Was there a bad? I can’t remember. Oh wait, when we finially went our separate ways in the world. That month still hurts somewhere. It had been mutal, because we both had things going on and wanted to get out of this sleepy town. But once you are out and far from everything you have ever known I start to miss it all.

I came back last june to set up a practice as the local doctor of this town. Not far from where I grew up. So many memories. The times that we wagged school, that snake we found and teased until it chased us. We were inseperatable. I like having these memories around, and to pass them when I go for walks of an evening.

 

While I was shopping the other day I saw you. I heard that you were coming back here to visit your mother, but I did not think it was so soon. I followed you around the shopping center, I did not want to say hello, what would I say? It has been so long. Hiding behind plants and keeping my distance I followed you for a good twenty minutes before I decided it was time to leave and maybe our paths will cross soon enough.

The next day was Monday, the start of my working week. I buried myself in my work and quickly forgot about your arrival. Runny noses, foot injuries, anxiety, the usual, but interesting all the same. I call in the next patient. And walk into my office. Mmmm that name sounds formilure but I am not sure where. Then suddenly you walk around the corner and are standing there in my office. I forget to breath, and freeze up. “hi Jane” you say closing the door behind yourself.

I don’t know what to do. This was so unexpected, Shit say something Jane his going to think you are weird. “EERgh what do you want?” I say. Oh a bit to aggressive. “I mean hello Jessie” I correct myself.

You smile at me for a moment, your pale blue eyes and hair tied back. Neatly dressed, it looks like it would come natureally after years of practice. You hold that smile, the same smile, like you know some secrete that  we share but trying not to blurt it out.

“I was hoping you would take a look at my shoulder, I still get it checked up. Also I came to see you” Jessie said. I smile like a goof. And then remember that I am ment to say something “ah yes I say, that still a bit sore your shoulder, from that time you thought you could stop a bus with your bare hands” I say  grinning. “well take of your shirt and come sit over here”. He abliges and removes his shirt, tanned skin, athletic chest, the muscles moving beneath the skin, a healthy body from years of eating a low carb diet and triathlons. Jessie walks over and sits in the seat infront of me his back facing me. I feel around the joins and draw a line along the scar marks with my finger. I know these lines like my own lifeline. I can smell your body that scent mmmm. I breath in and sit on the bench behind me. You smell so yum, even after all these years. Without thinking I wrap my legs around you. My high heals in your lap. I snap out of it when you pinch my thigh. Ouch. “what, what was that for?” I protest. You laugh and say that your thighs were a bit to tight around you. Oh, um yeah I must have got carried away. Lost in your scent.

“…But I liked it, don’t stop!” You say. Mmm, I have dreamed about this. I massage your shoulders, feeling your skin between my fingers, then my hands on your chest. And then doubleing over I kiss you. My hand slides down to feel your belt and I take it off with my hands. And unsip your pants, my hand in your underwear bringing your cock out, I move the skin up and down playing with your cock. MMM yum It feels so warm in my hand. And all I can smell is you. Your tongue deep in my mouth. Your hands holding my face. Without our mouths leaving each other you tern around and I lay back on the doctors sick bed. My knees open up and I can feel you ontop of me, your weight so comforting. You kiss my neck, hands opening my blouse, you put a finger in my mouth I lick an suck it. Your other hand helps itself to my tits, holding squeezing. Your mouth sucking hard on one, then opening the rest of my blouse as your kisses move down, fingers tearing at my skirt and pulling down my white lace knickers.

I feel you lick me, your tongue on my clit, licking sucking entering me, licking the sides biting  my thigh and kissing there you bite. You hand still in my mouth I suck it as though I am trying to give my best head. And I get really wet. Your tongue in me. I get more and more arouse, the pressure is so intense. Then you come up for air. Your eyes on mine. You grab my hips and pull them towards me, your cock hard. You slide it into me. And push in the last inch. Oh god. It is so warm between my thighs. You bite my ear your breath on my as you side in and out getting faster and faster until I cum. You hold me still as you fuck me for a bit longer. And I can feel your relese as you cock pulsates and your warm load spills into me. This momemet I feel all of you, the connection, sex love. Whatever that was I wanted it for so long. We lay there for some time.

The world around me comes back into focus, and I realise that I am at work, I still have people to see today. And our seesion is just about up. We dress and as you are leaving I write my address on a piece of paper. “come see me tonight around 7pm when I knock off work” I say. “we’ll take some more, over sex”.

You smile and close the door behind you.

IF I WAS A MAN…

If I was a man, I would fuck you all day, hard as I can. Here are collection of sexy thoughts I wrote through the eye of a man.

Title:Thoughts of you

You are at work today but does not mean I can not think about you. You on your knees as I am holding your head. I can feel how deep I am inside you, I have control. When I let go, those big puppy eyes looking up at me. Your tits are full in your bra. You will swallow.

Title: BJ number two

It is sometime in the afternoon, hard to tell as these warm summer afternoons streach on long into the evening. We are in your big bed, lavish linnon. The curtains hid a bit of the sunlight but streaks still shine in. We kiss and make out. Your tounge in my mouth. You are happy I am home to spend the day with you. And you want to show your appreciation. Me in my boxer shorts and you in a night gown. Blue like your eyes. The subtle lipstick, and eye liner, I can see you have made your self pretty for me. You want me to remember you this way. Doing your best to love me. Kissing my chest. Then looking up at me. The smile on your face.

Your tits and pussy you let me peak at both. Your movements your hips. You stroke my chest and move down to grope my cock. Your eyes fixed on mine. You want to see my reaction to everything you do. Kissing the out side of my boxer shorts. Your bottem lip falls. My cock firm in my shorts for you lick the fabric and put your lips around the bulge. With both hands you lower my shorts and my cock flops out. You lick all the way up your eyes fixed on mine. Moving your hair to one side you begin to suck.

Slowly you suck, then faster closing your eyes as your head bounces up and down on my thick cock. It makes you so happy that I am here. I am yours. And with that you want to make me cum. I can feel your lips and your tongue. And I have the best view of you. Your long hair. And those eyes closed lost in a trance. You can hear me moan and feel that I am getting close. You take me out of your mouth and stare back into my eyes. My dick wet with your lips and lipstick. You slowly jerk me of that last bit with your bottem lip hanging. It feels so right to be here with you.

 

thinking…

Title: watch but not touch

This is a review and thoughts on porn without masturbating. In the first video I like the setting a bedroom, something I can relate to and feel comfortable in. It is a slow video moving bodies shown dancing around the screen. It is fake the desire they have for each other but the movement are compelling. Fit bodies in underware. So very healthy. I really feel comfortable in the setting. It is as though I have come and visited them at there house maybe they live with their parents. And they want to perform sextual acts with me. I am only making assumptions but afterall this is my fanasy.

Porn always makes me raise the question. Why do I need a relastionship, I have felt that I needed one for a long time but lately I complete myself, as selfish as that sounds. Sex is the only thing that I lust over. Love is already there with the people I meet, the friends I keep. Good times and sex.

Now back to the video. They are grinding up against me, this is a point of view video. I am getting aroused in the video, but not here at my desk. Only compeled to watch more of it. They grind so heavily together, as though they want it to hurt. Backs, hips and butts. The curve of the back. The fit healthy body. The movement of your chest as it heaves as you grind against me. Though you are not very delecate with your handjob. Your bottem lip down as though you are enjoying it as much as me. Your hair falling about your face, the way your eyes squint a little as you stair into mine. The way you position yourself over me. Sex is about  togetherness, pain and sharing. I want to hurt you, I want to share it with you and I want you to enjoy the pleasures I feel.

I think in many ways even with sex, I feel disconnected to the people I share it with, I know how to make them happy and cum, and they can get me to cum with a little guidance. But it is sex they get from me not love, not anything lasting. Something I would like to share with a special someone or special people. Maybe I am a better friend then partner. I heard this once a friend of a friend say to me that she “Is a great friend, but a lousy girlfriend”. I saw something wrong with that I long time ago. But now I only see that she may have been more at ease with herself. Understood herself better. And was not searching for that in another indervidual.

Oh damn, I was too busy typing I missed the final cumshot.

link:

http://www.youporn.com/watch/474749/stroke-suck-swallow-allison-s-a-triple-threat/

Sex:Thoughts and feelings

I have been thinking a lot about sex over the last few months and my passion for it. Here are a collection of thoughts and feelings I have jotted down. Enjoy!

title: On the towel

I unzip my pants, flop out my cock and grasp it. I close my eyes and think of nothing. I don’t want my head anywhere else but here enjoying myself. This focus, this energy makes me feel it all. In control.

I take my time, speed up, slow down, I want to feel it all. As I get closer to cumming I can feel it build. And flow out of me, on the towel over my lap.

title: Chlorine

Today I went for my morning swim. It was such a sunny day. Rode my bike through the backstreets to get there. Feeling the breeze.

Changing rooms, smell of bodies. I take my shirt of, shorts and jocks. Then put on my bathers.

I walk to the edge of the pool dive in. Lap after lap. Thankfully the pool is heated. After some time I notice a girl in the next lane looking at me, her head above water, our eyes meeting as we swim past each other from opposite ends of the pool.

Blonde, white skin, tanned and fit. I think about her thighs.

My swim has finished, I can swim no more. I push myself up onto the ledge with my hands, water dripping from my body. She stops and stands in the next lane. Blue flowery bikini. That body. I know she wants me to talk to her.

“Hi” I say

“I don”t think I can swim anymore, though I do love a morning swim….”

She turns to me. Those eyes looking up at me. I want to cum between those thighs.

title: Lust-O-Vision

We sit on the couch, you climb onto me.

The room begins to crowd around us,

I stare at your tits,

They bulge and expand in your chest, pressing hard against your blouse,

You hold my shirt,

Gripped with fear, pleasure and pain.

title: Toothpaste

When I think of you, I want to come

Hard, so much pressure

body sags, all draining towards my cock

Like a tube of toothpaste, covering you

Both savoring the moment, As I empty and you fill

When I think of you, I want to come.

title: Throb

I’ve been waiting for you all afternoon

thick in my jeans

meeting later tonight

excitement making me shake

dominate you

Make you beg

take all my agony

make it flow.

 

link. 

I like to read these stories sometimes when I am home alone and in the mood. porn as therapy

Cum

Me: We need to cum

You have to cum

Hayley: I want to cum

I need you to cum

Make us cum

I start to slow as I feel it build in me.

Kiss me

I kiss you

I kiss you

You taste so good during sex

I want to cum

I feel release, as it flows building to The end of my cock

I’m almost there

You’re just that good

You know how to make me cum

And I cum. Cock throbbing as it flows out of me

I feel you explode in me

Love that feeling

I breath and lay on you

I hold you

You look so hot

I can feel you breathing

I breath

I kiss your forehead

Thanking you for making me feel so amazing