I'm trying to be a non smoker. But occasionally at lunchtime in work I duck out to the nearest shop and buy a pack of 10. No will power!
It's only a short drive along a country road, sometimes I'll stop at a lay-by that's en route and smoke 2 or 3 over a quarter of an hour or so - mostly to not be seen smoking at work.
Away today I pulled in and another car was also parked facing mine. The lay-by has a section of trees sep erasing it from the road so it's a bit secluded if you park in the middle. The other car was maybe 40-50 feet from mine and the male driver was apparently hugging the female passenger. I thought no more of it and lit a cigarette, started reading blogger on my phone.
When I looked up I realised they weren't just hugging, there was some serious making-out going on. So over the next few minutes every time I looked up they were still going for it. Good for them! Again I ignored them. A few minutes later their engine starts, they drive forwards past me, and then stop about 20 feet from me and 20 feet from the entrance/exit of the lay-by, facing toward the oncoming traffic that occasionally comes down the road.
Odd. Maybe they thought I was watching.
My car has a tinted rear screen and the position of the sun meant that in my rear view mirror I could see their silhouettes moving behind the silhouette of their car seats. Presumably they couldn't see me at all.
Clearly more kissing, then her head appears to go into his lap (from the movement of her head and upper body that I could see).
Surely not? Parked where they were at the entrance to the lay-by they were in full view of the road. I guess a passing car would just see the guy but a truck driver with his higher ride hight would see it all!
Thought I must be imagining it. I'm on my 4th cigarette by now, watching in the mirror. She sits up and suddenly she climbs over from passenger to drivers seat, her long hair silhouette thrown back as she's obviously straddling him with her shoulders slightly hunched. Seriously!?
She starts to rise and fall and the whole care starts to rock, she hunches down while she's doing it, probably to kiss him. I'm getting an erection sat in my car.
This goes on for a few minutes. Cars are passing on the road, there's no way people aren't seeing this.
She climbs off him, her shadow moving back to the passenger seat, but she's now pressed up against the door on her side raised up, her head pressing against the roof of the car. The shadow of his upper body drops down into the passenger seat. I keep thinking that she's looking in my direction but can't tell.
At this point a big truck pulls into the lay-by at their end and passes them and then me. I tried to see if I could see the driver, read his expression and see if he saw them - but I couldn't.
It was getting late, my 10 minute stop had turned into 30, so I started my engine and drove away to the other end of the lay-by which I was facing. I did a U turn to drive back up the road past them by which point I could clearly see her sat passenger side and him leaning right over as they were back to making out. I wondered how much of her pussy she could taste as I drove back to another dull afternoon at work.
Thursday, 27 October 2016
Monday, 24 October 2016
Random HIV test
Ok so not exactly 'random'.
I've written before about the time D and I went to a swingers club and ended up playing with a guy. This was 18 months ago.
D lay on the bed almost naked (with just a basque pulled down to her waist) with me and another guy (let's call him Z) laying either side of her full clothed. He was mid thirties and on the other side of the bed was the woman he'd arrived with who was mid 40's. She was with another woman who she'd just met and they were both naked from the waist down.
We three had gatecrashed their room looking for some privacy, they'd been having sex for the last hour and agreed to let us share the room since they were taking a break. While we got through that awkward period before someone gets naked Z asked his partner how she was doing. "She made me squirt!" was the reply, and he quickly made his own attempt to achieve the same, giving her a very hard, deep and rapid fingering while she sat there with legs parted.
It made me harder as I watched. D was sat next to me watching too. I pulled her basque down a little, exposed her left breast, and leaned down to suck it gently. She lay back onto the bed and Z returned to her other side, slowly touching her through the basque. I pulled it down on his side, inviting him to participate.
We sucked and kissed her breast together for a while - I looked up occasionally to watch; D is very pale skinned and Z was very black... The contrast was beautiful.
I began to rub D's mound, frst through her trousers and then with hand down the front of them. She seemed to be enjoying, so I unbuttoned and unzipped her. She seemed to resist briefly as I tried to pull them down (later telling me that she didn't want them removed), but as I wriggled them down she lifted her bum up from the bed to assist. I pulled them off her and returned to kissing her nipple, while gently massaging her clit.
We kissed a few times and I switched my attention back and forth between kissing, sucking her breast and watching my hand on her pussy. Z's hand was slowly stroking her inner thigh - his black on her pale cream looked amaxing and without a second thought my hand left D's pussy and landed on top of his, gently lifting it and placing in onto her.
The next few minutes were among the horniest of my life. I watched this complete stranger rub my darling wife's pussy, then gently finger her, and finally give her the same rapid fingering that I'd watched him perform on his partner. Hard-and-fast wasn't usually D's thing, but it was really working for her now - she started to moan, short little breathy moans with each thrust of his fingers. I watched her face and the penetration - back and forth - her eyes closed and she lay there but eventually opened and looked up at me. The look on her face drove me wild.... "You know that look on your wife's face when a total stranger is fingering her and she's close to orgasm?" Yeah I suppose not many people would get that reference!
But I loved it. She had that blissed out look on her face, I was convinced she was cumming (though she later said she hadn't cum at all, just really enjoyed it) and it drove me wild. Another man making D cum? Fuck, I wanted to see that.
Her eyes drifted towards Z and again without thinking I whispered in her ear "You can kiss him if you like"
I lay there and watched, now just an observer as they snogged. The fingering picked up pace even more, his fingers in her pussy and now his tongue in her mouth. Again the black on pale white contrast looked amazing.... I wanted to see him naked alongside her. Ontop of her. Wanted to see his black cock pushing in between her pale thighs. I also wanted for my tongue to join theirs for a three way kiss - but we'd already established that he was straight so that wasn't on the cards.
But at that point I was dying for her to look at me and between moans breath "Can I fuck him?" I would have agreed in a heartbeat. But instead he started to move down her body, like he was going to go down on her and she stopped it. D finds oral very personal and I think we'd found the line for the evening.
And that was the end of our playtime. Well, they snogged again at the end of the evening before we left - I was sorting out a taxi so wasn't around at the time, D was worried that I'd be angry when she told me later but I reassured her it was fine.
So why am I reliving this tale today?
Since that evening over 18 months ago I've had this nagging worry about the tiny risk of HIV infection. Z had given his partner and then D a pretty rough fingering with the same hand which could easily have caused a small tear in both of them. I wasn't even thinking when I placed his hand on her...
I've been telling myself it's negligible risk but it's been bugging me for over a year.
So last week I ordered a free HIV test online from a UK AIDS charity - there's no way that between then and now I wouldn't also be infected so I took the test. A few drops of blood into a vial and back in the post last wednesday; free and anonymous to anyone who ticks the 'MSM' box.
I'd planned on telling D about it over the weekend while waiting for the result, but they turned out to be far more efficient than expected - texting me end of day Friday with the result.
I waited most of the weekend to discuss with D but there wasn't really an opportune moment. We'd discussed the risk we'd taken just after the event but not really since... How do you drop into the conversation "by the way I took an aids test"?
So last night I decided to just come out with it. I wasn't sure if she'd had the same worry all along but it turned out she hadn't - "Did he finger her first then?" She'd forgotten! Though we did talk about it at the time so she had known about it.
Result? All clear :)
I've written before about the time D and I went to a swingers club and ended up playing with a guy. This was 18 months ago.
D lay on the bed almost naked (with just a basque pulled down to her waist) with me and another guy (let's call him Z) laying either side of her full clothed. He was mid thirties and on the other side of the bed was the woman he'd arrived with who was mid 40's. She was with another woman who she'd just met and they were both naked from the waist down.
We three had gatecrashed their room looking for some privacy, they'd been having sex for the last hour and agreed to let us share the room since they were taking a break. While we got through that awkward period before someone gets naked Z asked his partner how she was doing. "She made me squirt!" was the reply, and he quickly made his own attempt to achieve the same, giving her a very hard, deep and rapid fingering while she sat there with legs parted.
It made me harder as I watched. D was sat next to me watching too. I pulled her basque down a little, exposed her left breast, and leaned down to suck it gently. She lay back onto the bed and Z returned to her other side, slowly touching her through the basque. I pulled it down on his side, inviting him to participate.
We sucked and kissed her breast together for a while - I looked up occasionally to watch; D is very pale skinned and Z was very black... The contrast was beautiful.
I began to rub D's mound, frst through her trousers and then with hand down the front of them. She seemed to be enjoying, so I unbuttoned and unzipped her. She seemed to resist briefly as I tried to pull them down (later telling me that she didn't want them removed), but as I wriggled them down she lifted her bum up from the bed to assist. I pulled them off her and returned to kissing her nipple, while gently massaging her clit.
We kissed a few times and I switched my attention back and forth between kissing, sucking her breast and watching my hand on her pussy. Z's hand was slowly stroking her inner thigh - his black on her pale cream looked amaxing and without a second thought my hand left D's pussy and landed on top of his, gently lifting it and placing in onto her.
The next few minutes were among the horniest of my life. I watched this complete stranger rub my darling wife's pussy, then gently finger her, and finally give her the same rapid fingering that I'd watched him perform on his partner. Hard-and-fast wasn't usually D's thing, but it was really working for her now - she started to moan, short little breathy moans with each thrust of his fingers. I watched her face and the penetration - back and forth - her eyes closed and she lay there but eventually opened and looked up at me. The look on her face drove me wild.... "You know that look on your wife's face when a total stranger is fingering her and she's close to orgasm?" Yeah I suppose not many people would get that reference!
But I loved it. She had that blissed out look on her face, I was convinced she was cumming (though she later said she hadn't cum at all, just really enjoyed it) and it drove me wild. Another man making D cum? Fuck, I wanted to see that.
Her eyes drifted towards Z and again without thinking I whispered in her ear "You can kiss him if you like"
I lay there and watched, now just an observer as they snogged. The fingering picked up pace even more, his fingers in her pussy and now his tongue in her mouth. Again the black on pale white contrast looked amazing.... I wanted to see him naked alongside her. Ontop of her. Wanted to see his black cock pushing in between her pale thighs. I also wanted for my tongue to join theirs for a three way kiss - but we'd already established that he was straight so that wasn't on the cards.
But at that point I was dying for her to look at me and between moans breath "Can I fuck him?" I would have agreed in a heartbeat. But instead he started to move down her body, like he was going to go down on her and she stopped it. D finds oral very personal and I think we'd found the line for the evening.
And that was the end of our playtime. Well, they snogged again at the end of the evening before we left - I was sorting out a taxi so wasn't around at the time, D was worried that I'd be angry when she told me later but I reassured her it was fine.
So why am I reliving this tale today?
Since that evening over 18 months ago I've had this nagging worry about the tiny risk of HIV infection. Z had given his partner and then D a pretty rough fingering with the same hand which could easily have caused a small tear in both of them. I wasn't even thinking when I placed his hand on her...
I've been telling myself it's negligible risk but it's been bugging me for over a year.
So last week I ordered a free HIV test online from a UK AIDS charity - there's no way that between then and now I wouldn't also be infected so I took the test. A few drops of blood into a vial and back in the post last wednesday; free and anonymous to anyone who ticks the 'MSM' box.
I'd planned on telling D about it over the weekend while waiting for the result, but they turned out to be far more efficient than expected - texting me end of day Friday with the result.
I waited most of the weekend to discuss with D but there wasn't really an opportune moment. We'd discussed the risk we'd taken just after the event but not really since... How do you drop into the conversation "by the way I took an aids test"?
So last night I decided to just come out with it. I wasn't sure if she'd had the same worry all along but it turned out she hadn't - "Did he finger her first then?" She'd forgotten! Though we did talk about it at the time so she had known about it.
Result? All clear :)
Monday, 3 October 2016
Cuckolding
I've become a little fascinated with the whole idea of cuckolding.
It's definitely not for me, but I do understand the attraction... at least up to a point.
The idea of going out to a club or wherever with D, her picking a guy, flirting with him, telling me that he's coming home with us and then getting fucked senseless by him in front of me is quite a turn on. Probably because I do like to be dominated a little, and because it's something that would be so out of character for her (her self confidence is nowhere near that high).
That said, I'd have a hard time resisting the urge to join in - most cuck guys are straight it seems, but I'd want my share of the cock too! I guess this means I'd love the above scenario except she's picked a guy for us both to share.
There's more to cuckolding than just watching your partner with someone else though - it seems for many there's an aspect of being humiliated by it that turns them on, and that's where my understanding stops. Ok, probably not true: I understand their arousal and it's a situation that might work as a fantasy situation for me as a one off... being told his cock's bigger than mine, he makes her cum so quickly, etc. Could be quite exciting.
But a regular thing? A way of life? I'm positive it'd make me feel awful to be constantly degraded.
I subscribe to a blog on here by a "sissy cuck" who's private life is composed entirely of dressing in sexy girly clothes, doing his wife's bidding and being locked up in a chastity device - being denied pleasure. The first part I completely get - I love cross dressing and being dominated. I'm not sure I could do it full (private) time but maybe. But the chastity part? There's no way I could deny my own pleasure so that just seems totally alien to me. I'm not judging or anything, whatever works for consenting adults is fine with me. I just don't get it!
I guess the pleasure that the sissy gets from everything else trumps the physical side - and I think that's fundamentally what I don't get. The pleasure that I get from my genitals (I've just realised that I now include my rear as part of my gentials!) overides anything psychological and I can't understand any deviation from that.
I subscribe to another blog, someone who shares his wife with his friends. A "hotwife". There's no degradation involved - she has sex with other guys and sends him pictures during the act, tells him all about it afterwards (usually when they're having sex together). He actually arranged her first encounter without her knowledge, conspiring with his friend to engineer the situation, but she was happy to participate and now has a few other guys.
That's a situation I can totally understand, though again I think my bi-ness would want me to be involved in the act. Not jealously, just physically wanting to share the guy with her because I like guys too. Though I do wonder about jealousy... We invited a guy to join us on the bed during the one trip to a swingers club that we've had and they kissed while he fingered her. I felt a bit weird about the whole thing the following week but got past it (it was a mix of arousal and jealousy throughout and finally the arousal battered the jealousy into submission!)
I'm now genuinely sure I wouldn't feel bad if she did more with someone. And obviously very turned on by the idea :)
It's definitely not for me, but I do understand the attraction... at least up to a point.
The idea of going out to a club or wherever with D, her picking a guy, flirting with him, telling me that he's coming home with us and then getting fucked senseless by him in front of me is quite a turn on. Probably because I do like to be dominated a little, and because it's something that would be so out of character for her (her self confidence is nowhere near that high).
That said, I'd have a hard time resisting the urge to join in - most cuck guys are straight it seems, but I'd want my share of the cock too! I guess this means I'd love the above scenario except she's picked a guy for us both to share.
There's more to cuckolding than just watching your partner with someone else though - it seems for many there's an aspect of being humiliated by it that turns them on, and that's where my understanding stops. Ok, probably not true: I understand their arousal and it's a situation that might work as a fantasy situation for me as a one off... being told his cock's bigger than mine, he makes her cum so quickly, etc. Could be quite exciting.
But a regular thing? A way of life? I'm positive it'd make me feel awful to be constantly degraded.
I subscribe to a blog on here by a "sissy cuck" who's private life is composed entirely of dressing in sexy girly clothes, doing his wife's bidding and being locked up in a chastity device - being denied pleasure. The first part I completely get - I love cross dressing and being dominated. I'm not sure I could do it full (private) time but maybe. But the chastity part? There's no way I could deny my own pleasure so that just seems totally alien to me. I'm not judging or anything, whatever works for consenting adults is fine with me. I just don't get it!
I guess the pleasure that the sissy gets from everything else trumps the physical side - and I think that's fundamentally what I don't get. The pleasure that I get from my genitals (I've just realised that I now include my rear as part of my gentials!) overides anything psychological and I can't understand any deviation from that.
I subscribe to another blog, someone who shares his wife with his friends. A "hotwife". There's no degradation involved - she has sex with other guys and sends him pictures during the act, tells him all about it afterwards (usually when they're having sex together). He actually arranged her first encounter without her knowledge, conspiring with his friend to engineer the situation, but she was happy to participate and now has a few other guys.
That's a situation I can totally understand, though again I think my bi-ness would want me to be involved in the act. Not jealously, just physically wanting to share the guy with her because I like guys too. Though I do wonder about jealousy... We invited a guy to join us on the bed during the one trip to a swingers club that we've had and they kissed while he fingered her. I felt a bit weird about the whole thing the following week but got past it (it was a mix of arousal and jealousy throughout and finally the arousal battered the jealousy into submission!)
I'm now genuinely sure I wouldn't feel bad if she did more with someone. And obviously very turned on by the idea :)
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)