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15th January 2005 CHECK OUT MY NEW WEBSITE! www.juicywench.com +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 19 December 2004 I have kissed honey lips Felt the healing in his fingertips It burned like fire This burning desire - Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For - U2 Room 577 she walks in and surveys the room. it will do. nicely. the bed is huge and of course this is the most important feature of the room. she unpacks with a practiced hand. lingerie. perfume make-up. it doesn't take long to make the room hers. the curtains are pulled closed. soft lighting. music. massage oil. condoms. time for a shower. time to get ready. she's nervous. always. she's excited. always. the unpredictability of what will happen next. to feel a strangers cock in her mouth. to lick his balls. taste his lips. savour his smell. the feel of his skin. the waiting drives her crazy. and yet time passes too quickly for her. the knock at the door. he arrives with a bottle of champagne. he has plans for this. he will pour it over her cunt and lick it from her. he makes her takes her as she drives forward reaching that crescendo that comes from this man. he pulls her to the edge of the bed. she feels every inch of him. she watches him watching her. the hot cum spills all over her face her mouth her neck. he showers again and leaves. she is aroused. like a pacing animal inside. she is waiting. she wants more. more more. more more more! she showers again. this man that will soon arrive has already masturbated for her online. she knows he has a big cock. she has been looking forward to feeling that inside her mouth. seeing if she can swallow it all the way down. she wants to ride it. feel it filling up her cunt. the thought turns to deed as he knocks on the door. he showers and joins her on the bed. the cock is even bigger in person. it takes her throat a while to adjust. no matter how hard she tries, she cannot swallow it whole. but the feeling of this cock inside her mouth makes her squirt. hard. she puts a towel underneath her so she doesn't soak the bed. he loves the way her mouth feels. he pushes it all the way inside her waiting cunt. she squirms a little. trying to adjust to it's size. she loses control. she can feel her cunt contracting. wave after wave after wave. he pulls out and masturbates over her face. she loves that. she is still squirting as he cums. into her mouth. surely that is enough. the restlessness is over for the night. but no. she showers and tidies the room. changes the music. changes her make-up. her lingerie. she has another man to pleasure. or should that read she has another man to pleasure her? he arrives with a soft knock at the door. he is a little nervous. he has waited long enough. for her. he is an older man who appreciates what *Juicy Wench* has to offer. a hot wet mouth. the feel of his hands touching her body. the feel of his mouth as he sucks on her breasts. the aroused state has continued. the fire is raging. he looks into her eyes as she takes his cock inside her mouth. he has seen photo's of those lips and wants to see them around his cock. it is a wonderful size. she can get to the base. her tongue explores every part of his body. in search of ecstasy. she is laying between his legs. cock in mouth. balls in hand. give her more. the girl needs more. she swallows greedily. she runs a bath full of bubbles. turns the music on loud. relaxes. satisfied for the moment. at ease. runs the days events through as she touches herself. masturbating is as natural as breathing for the wench. without even realising it, her clit pulses her nipples harden. tomorrow will be here soon enough. he arrives at noon. she has left her door open for him. he wants to dominate her. he will be with her for five hours. he has bought cuffs for her wrists for her ankles. he has a collar for her. slave. legs apart. on your knees. suck my cock. lick my nipples. he slaps my thighs. hard. she watches him. her eyes follow his. she tries to keep up. this is her first time. she is lost. at sea. she has no expectations. but expects everything. he inspects every part of her. experiences all of her. as his cock is inside her arsehole she is squirting all over herself. she hears herself screaming. she watches her body take on a life of it's own. he showers and kisses her softly on the lips. gone. she swims in the hotel pool. laps. laps. laps. the following morning she is up early. this man is arriving at 9am. she showers she chooses her perfume her lingerie carefully. he doesn't know it or doesn't acknowledge it perhaps but he has a way about him. he puts his hand on her head. takes hold of her hair. pushes and pulls her head onto his cock. he fucks her mouth well. she sits on top of him. he loses himself in her huge breasts. she turns around and faces his feet while he spanks her bottom. his control has all but deserted him. another shower. she packs her bag. she is ready to go home now. until next time. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 10th December 2004 Girl I want your body close You on top of me Can you feel it I'm gonna make your body drip all over me - Sweet Love - 112 it was a hot day. i'm waiting. he said. i drove as fast as i could. when i arrive he shows me to his room. i give him a massage, just to get the feel of his body. to feel his skin under mine. to breathe. to wait until it hits me. a bodyhit. i get that rush. the one that tells me this is going to be great. he turns over. i can't get over the size of his cock. soft it has got to be eight inches. it is a pleasure a treasure to taste to lick to suck. i am greedy and try to get it all in. there is no way. he gets off on having his nipples pulled very hard. so i lay between his legs adoring his cock. i can't stop sucking it. i won't stop. i reach up and pull on his nipples. i hear him moan. i love that. it arouses me. i can feel my cunt soaking wet. anticipating what is in store. i can't help but touch my hot wet cunt while i suck his cock. i can't help but squirt. i spank my cunt with one hand and squirt all over my hand while sucking big hard cock. i can't resist. he throws me down and pushes his huge cock inside. his kiss melts me. this is a very passionate man. i want it harder harder harder. once he has cum. i reach over and touch his cock again. sticky and wet and waiting for my mouth. i clean him with my tongue. his taste is sweet. he offers me his arsehole. i touch lick suck. i can't get enough. his cock is hard. he is ready. he is inside me. pulling my legs up looking at my cunt his cock pounding in and out. i twist his nipples until he can't take any more. he cums. straight away he masturbates. legs on either side of my stomach. pushes his cock between my breasts toward my wanton lips. i open my mouth. open wide. cum in my mouth. cum on my face. cum cum cum. three times in one hour! i am impressed. i leave and head for the beach. the day is still hot and i need to swim. i love the wildness the unpredictability of the sea. i wear my underwear into the water. it is so cold. it takes me a while to adjust. to get up the nerve. i gasp and dive in. i love the waves. i swim out deep. take a risk. look at the sun from under the water. no less than the trees and the stars. this is perfect. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 4th December 2004 I'll read to you here, save your eyes you'll need them, your boat is at sea your anchor is up, you've been swept away and the greatest of teachers won't hesitate to leave you there, by yourself, chained to fate I alone want you I alone tempt you I alone need you fear is not the end of this! - I Alone - Live impression. the impression i have is that this man has been worth waiting for. he is seriously sexy. seriously. sexy. i like how those two words describe him. they are my words for him. and i have yet to even lay my eyes on his. anticipation. it covers me like a skin. he knows this. probably expects this. the thought of him is sending shivers down my spine. every now and then i allow myself to imagine. without realising it my cunt becomes wet with desire. without conscious thought i bite my lip. anticipation. permission. poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another. permission to be. me. who could ask for anything more than that? not i. will i fall to my knees when he open the door? feel his cock in my mouth before he has even uttered one word? look into his eyes while i taste him. i often orgasm from the feel of cock in my mouth. gush all over the carpet. will he permit my wild side to appear? demand it command it? permission. expectation. i have no idea. what to expect. will he be happy with me? will i please him? will he allow me inside? i want to feel what he feels. be what he wants me to be. i want. i want. i want. pleasure. more. more. more. more want than i can stand. more want than i can handle. take me to the edge. send me over. set me free. expectation. conclusion. tuesday 7th december. the countdown has begun. i am so impatient that i cannot sit still. i will complete this after. i will be able to write about the encounter. this is more than an encounter. it is a step. a step forward. closer. i am closer to the flame than i have ever been before. conclusion. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 27th November 2004 Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir Voulez vous coucher avec moi - Lady Marmalade i met him. i. met. him. mr s. MR. S! room 305 is where i wait. hands folded. i am nervous. the clock is ticking. my heart is beating too fast. he had written words that only i could see. and i knew that i had to meet him sooner rather than later. so i sat. and i did take a breath. he arrived at 8.04 and did knock on my door. oh, he did knock on my door. i jumped out of my skin and without a moments hesitation i let him in. let me tell you about MR S. he is tall he is handsome he is gentle and he is HERE. he comes bearing gifts. the biggest gift is himself. a bottle of champagne a punnet of strawberries a box of chocolates and the most luscious pink flowers i ever did see. and he comes for me. we lay on the bed and did speak our minds. he is clear he is concise. he is. he doesn't touch me. he is waiting for me. the anticipation of this man drives me to distraction. he moves the hair from my face. to see me. to really look at me. and i am shy and my breathing is shallow. he watches while i undo his shirt buttons. i just need to feel his skin. soft warm. if he talked in colour. that colour would be purple. beyond red. i can't get over this man. my mr big my tony soprano my donald trump. he is all three wrapped in one. i feel my body melting. i want to abandon my self. i want to please him. pleasure him. take him and taste him and move away from the place i seek comfort. he has the power. and yet he doesn't wield it. maybe he doesn't have to. when you have it. you don't need to use it. that makes sense. when he senses that i am ready. he kisses me. the heat overwhelms me. there is this sexual animal that lives inside. and he spoke to her. i feel the pull. like a magnetic force. i could no more resist than fly to the moon. i am present. and accounted for. i want to see him naked. stripped bare. for me. i put my hand inside his jeans. i feel the heat of his cock. it is calling me. he is calling me. truly. his fingers touch the curve of my bottom. it is all i can do to not rush this. he bites my lip he takes my tongue he breathes life into my mouth that finds it's way through my body down to my cunt. my cunt has a life of it's own. i need to feel a part of HIM inside me. i'm drowning. it is like swimming in the sea. heading out toward a big wave. going against the flow. there is a feeling of risk. going into water that is above my head. floating and hearing his voice in my ear. baby girl. the crashing of the waves brings from my body a gush. i am coming all over him. his cock is saturated by me. i have waited long enough. i have to feel his cock in my mouth. his cock is smooth and thick and he has the biggest balls i have ever seen. it takes several attempts to get him down my throat. his fingers are entwined in my hair. his moans are music to my ears. there is no such thing as time. i am just there. in the moment. taking this man's cock running my tongue over it. licking his balls. sucking them. touching them. his arsehole begs to be rimmed though nobody has done this to him before. i lick and suck and stick my tongue inside. making contact with his animal. if he doesn't know it now he will soon. i am his to do with what he will. no questions asked. he has big hands that spank my bottom. i don't need to tell him anything. he knows. i arch to meet his hand. he pushes his fingers inside me. fills me up. his cock follows. he makes me pant. he is inside my arsehole. riding me. pushing down deep. he bites my neck. is there no stopping this man? i hope not. i cannot allow him to leave. it is a given. he will stay. play. all night long. i feel like an instrument. he makes my body sing. i squirt so much that the bed is saturated. i have no control. i am lying on my back he is between my legs i am screaming i am unable to stop. it is this fire. within. it consumes me. nothing this beautiful man does can be wrong. i wake him up with my mouth around his cock. i can't get enough. of him. i feel. great. i will crawl on broken glass. i will allow him access to unchartered waters. i am willing. and able. anytime anywhere anyhow. i will be there. ******************************************************************************** 10 November 2004 Some like it hot and some sweat when the heat is on Some feel the heat and decide that they can't go on Some like it hot, but you can't tell how hot �til you try Some like it hot, so let�s turn up the heat �til we fry ---- Robert Palmer brian. he came all the way here from all the way there. flattered. i am. brian had written to me often. sharing his fantasies. feeding my desire. that never-ending thirst that resides within. will you meet with me? but of course. older. wiser. a man after my own thoughts. i arrived at his hotel room at 7pm. what was i wearing? be discreet he had said. so what i was wearing was underneath. escada magnetism fragrance suspender belt stockings french panties long skirt a tighter than tight top that showed my breasts covered by a long black coat. i was nervous. i am always nervous when i meet someone. i worry that i won't turn them on. i worry that they won't be open to the experience. there is a certain amount of rushing when you meet someone new. you don't know this person after all. nothing prepares you for it. really. you have to cut through formality. get to the skin underneath. time is limited. he opens the door and straight away i know this will go well. he can't stop looking at my breasts. my face. he smiles and doesn't really stop. he smothers me in kind words. i bask. i am at ease. tall dark handsome with the kind of body that a wench like me adores. big. strong. i take off my coat and watch his eyes. they devour me. i like that. i feel the rush. a sense of power. time to take control. he wants photo's. i pose. breasts. cunt. i hope he masturbates over them. he is pleased. this excites me. i can feel myself getting wet. my breath changes down. i can feel the rush of hormones buzzing about my body. it is a natural high. i am ready. brian wants to wear my panties. black silk. fit snugly over his big wet cock. his cock leaks precum from the moment they touch his skin. a lot of precum. he watches my mouth as i suck his cock through my panties. his eyes have a glazed look. he is getting there. the feel of his cock in my throat. it is a challenge to get it all down. but i am determined. his tongue makes me melt. this man can kiss. my mouth. my cunt. he makes me squirt. watches. tastes. pushes his fingers inside. feels the heat. i ache for more. i am lying on the bed when he pushes his cock inside my mouth. pulls it out. precum string from my lips to his wonderful hard cock. he controls himself. stands over me. we masturbate together. he is close. his weight on top of me. his tongue inside my mouth. suddenly. we cum together. i wash him with a hot towel. there will be a next time. jack. home. i smell of sex. my skin is alive. jack is waiting. he wants detail. i spare not one. he has the need to be dominated tonight. until further notice. i sit opposite and spread my legs. tell him how wonderful brian's tongue is how hot and hard his cock is how his kiss caused me to moan. his cock is twitching. he wants to play with it. i think not. yet. i take him to the bedroom. tell him to lick my cunt. i pull on his balls. play with his cock. he moans into my cunt. the heat of his breath makes me squirt. lick it up baby. push your mouth inside. lick my arsehole. he is desperate to cum. i sit astride him. i face his feet. my cunt and arse in his face. please. he begs. when i gush it is powerful and strong. he is soaked. i mean. soaked. nothing will stop me now. i allow him to masturbate using the panties brian was wearing. there is a certain satisfaction. __________________________________________________________________________ 7th November 2004 the angels frowned... _______________________________________________________________________________ 31st October 2004 You can't sleep, you can't eat There's no doubt, you're in deep Your throat is tight, you can't breathe Another kiss is all you need - Robert Palmer the hotel suite was booked under J. Wench as was apt considering my plans. we threw our bags down and headed for the bed. delicious. his face between my legs his hands groping my breasts. my legs over his shoulders my hands on his head. and the phone rings. mark 1 it was mark. sitting in his office. stroking his cock. wanting to talk to listen to play. jack is still lapping at my cunt. mark. do you want to hear him? i want to hear him fucking your arse. jack doesn't need telling twice. i am ready for him. listening to mark play with his cock while he listens to jack fucking my arse. my breathing changes my body rises and the flood inside bursts through. the call is over. the sexual tension isn't. we shower and get ready for ... mark 2 jack escorted mark 2 up for his appointment with the wench. he showered and i waited. jack left. will you kiss me? but of course. let me also kiss your cock your balls your arsehole. have you never had a woman's mouth on your arsehole mark? no. good. i am the first. i like that. his cock in my mouth. i take it down. and bring it up. he needs to cum so he can cum again. i open wide. his cock inside my throat. his taste. it is sweet. he pushes my legs apart and buries his face inside my thighs. now mark..sit on my face. let me suck your balls. lick your hole. swallow you whole. the sensations the thrill the overriding sense of heat between our bodies makes me squirt. and leans over my cunt to watch. masturbate for me mark. between my breasts. let me lick you. again i taste his sweet cum. thank you mark. jack looked over his disheveled whore. and she waits. his dirty girl. can't get enough of you baby. his cock is hard just knowing she has taken another man with her to that place. he runs a bath for her. washes her body. kisses her deeply. pours her a drink. the time is ticking... bryce dom so he is listed in my juice box phone. an 8pm meeting in the bar. this is a man i have spoken to for a wee while online. i am not what he is looking for. he is seeking a submissive slut for he and his lover to share. i cannot see myself taking orders from many but especially from a woman. bryce is incredibly sexy and i am sure he will have no problem in finding that elusive slut to share their desires. i get the text that he is in the lobby while i frantically try to look my best. aim to please. it is my want. i find the best chair and wait. my heart beating so fast that i have to take deep breaths. calm myself. there is something about a dominant man that makes my cunt ache. and here he is. i do my best to keep my shy self at bay. he looks me over. he kisses my cheek. and i wait. he has that certain magnetism that dominant men seem to reek of. a quiet confidence perhaps. it is such a turn on. he tells me to spread my legs. but i don't. only because it is neither the time nor the place yet. i really enjoyed talking to bryce. or should that be Bryce? and then the phone rang... Jim Bryce escorted me outside to my next date. jim is a man with a mission. a new mercedes that he has yet to christian. he wants to feel my lips around his cock while he drives with the windows open and the music on loud. the feeling. mouth stuffed with hard cock. his hand on my head. pushing me down to take it all. when he comes it is with springsteen blasting. it was a wonderful way to spend an hour. --------- jack has been smoking a bit of pot. he texts me. my cock is hanging. get here now. when i get to the room he is on the balcony watching me. stroking his cock. without a word i walk up to him and put my tongue in his mouth. can you taste cum in my mouth? and from him he tells me i should not have kept him waiting. he pushes me down to my knees and wipes his wet cock around my face. dirty fucking whore. suck it. it takes him just moments. he ejaculates all over my face. but he is not done yet. we shower together. he lathers my body and cleans me from head to toe. he brushes my hair. and ties my hands. my feet. my breasts. he gags me. blindfolds me. he watches porn and masturbates. rubs oil onto my breasts. pinches them. slaps them. rubs his finger along the outside of my cunt. he unties my feet and leads me outside. it is freezing cold. he has me leaning over the balcony while he takes photo's. i am helpless but all powerful. he plunges inside me. off comes the gag. pulls my hair back to kiss me. i am shaking so much from the cold that i can barely hang on. but he doesn't take long. leaves me there just long enough to watch his cum dripping from my cunt. another photo for his collection. and coming up.... jack and dana have plans. the wench takes on hamilton - again! stay tuned. who knows what could happen? but i can tell you this. soon i am going to stop searching. soon i am going to stop seeing clients. it is distracting me. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 30th October 2004 Street wet tonight, lovers touch It's pure delight Always certain any moment Maybe even you Stay in bed stained sheets My head hurts I repeat Maybe you maybe you maybe even you And I'd sell my soul for Total control Yeah I'd sell my soul for Total control - The Motels Saturday night. quite a night for the wench. i had gone to hamilton to see someone and ended up with an entirely different someone. it is so odd meeting people whom i have spoken to online. i never know what they expect. it is under my skin that i differ from most. that is what i think anyway. a brief rundown of the people i met. and the interaction that followed. i went to hamilton with Dana (you may remember her from a previous diary entry) and got a room together. we are comfortable in eachothers presence so it didn't take long to strip down to our underwear and start having a few drinks. and then there was a little pot. a mad dash to shower and get ready for our night out. we got as far as the bar. Jeff - The American Therapist. jeff. this guy is going to be a lifelong friend. i very much looked forward to meeting him. he has the quirkiest sense of humour and never fails to make me laugh. he and his girlfriend arrived like breath of fresh air. i think she was/is a little wary of me but there was/is no need. jeff started dana and i on grand marnier. fire water if ever there was. jeff is the sweetest man on the planet and i am really so happy to have met him. and meet again we will. next to arrive was.. Craig - Of The Kiss craig. craig of the kiss. soft lips wet mouth hard cock. the women at the table both desired this man. he was sent to the bar often so we could all check out his arse. by the time the night was getting late and the drinks had been drunk. dana and craig were ready to play. i promised to join them for a threesome later. and along came.. Bob With A Dot so named because he was the second bob in my *JW* phone. he drove from auckland and arrived at 2.02am. we ended up at the casino in a dark room with couches. it soon became apparent that he would need a bed for the night. so it was back to the hotel. now let me tell you something. he had a most beautiful cock. it was really thick and quite large. i did my best to swallow it right down. his cum had such a sweet taste. not long afterwards he was hard again and inside my very wet cunt. before i knew what was happening. the thickness of his cock started to make me squirt. and he didn't like it. no. not one little bit. stop it he implored. he pulled out and there was no more squirting for me that night. i had the wild urge to stand over him and really show him what i am made of but i respect the fact that he is not at all a squirting fan. and isn't that a little odd? he doesn't like the mess. bob with a dot. that is sex. it is all about forgetting yourself. becoming an animal. fucking should take over your mind body and soul. well it does for me anyway. and the strange thing is ... i could feel this heat under his skin. he is a lion underneath it all and it is caged. a lot of people are like that. they don't won't can't let go. Yeurg - The Portugese Barman now here was a very sexy man. he was perhaps in his 50's or 60's. had met Omar Shariff and Harold Robbins if my memory serves me correctly. he was kind enough to fill my glass a few times. asked me if i had been fucked on a rolls royce. he said he would give me two pages for my diary. i am sorry that i didn't take the opportunity because i just know this man knew his way around a woman's body. next time. so. interesting. i sat at this table with these people and felt like a cartoon character. all had read my diary and some had been a part of it. jeff's girlfriend told me that her flatmates had expressed an interest in meeting me. why? i asked. they have read your diary. and suddenly. it felt a little odd. of course i know there are some people who read it that i have never spoken to but i don't give them much thought. i would like to have met them. but they were a little shy. so hi to you dirty tony and blowjob ben. next time. so craig of the kiss. we have unfinished business. the time will come. i didn't fulfill my promise of the threesome but i did sit with them while they were naked and fed them falafael. sorry about that guys. you do have a most divine cock. it was perhaps 5am when i dropped into bed. so long it has been since i have been out and about that i really didn't want to waste one moment asleep. i wanted to keep going. make the night last longer. i don't want this to end. but home i go. jack. he is a little tired of my wants and needs. i want and need to go out and meet and experience and taste. jack needs me to settle a little. to stay home with him. to belong to him. but. i am like an ever restless soul. i don't belong in a glass cage pinned like a butterfly. so this is new. jack and allessandra. where to from here? indeed. .............. today. tony. i got a message at nzp. only a young man (29) but he is already one of us. he has this sensuality about him and the looks of a young mickey rourke. his words made my pulse race. he is a very sexy man. he told me he felt something in the pit of his stomach when paying for my call. primal he called it. i spoke to him on the phone and got the feel of this man. he likes to wear panties and stockings. he likes to be made to do things. to feel things. yes i know you tony. he was on his way home. i asked him to dress in his lovers panties and stockings and take a photo so that i could masturbate over it while talking to him on the phone. by the time he rang i was lying naked on my bed with my very big dildo in hand and a towel underneath me. he looked like a sissy slut. didn't you tony? a very sexy sissy slut. touch yourself tony. feel your arsehole for me tony. do you need to be fucked baby? you think i should make you suck cock? but of course. he talked about taking me out looking like the whore i am. stockings high heels short skirt tight top. touching me in front of other men. allowing other men to touch me take me. yes. i squirted all over myself. my thighs were dripping. you came a lot didn't you tony? and you came again. i like that. i liked that you licked it up for me. we will talk again tony. ............ adrian. now here is a man whose words hit me. he has a way about him. i have to run to catch up with him. he has the soul of a poet and the sexual energy of a thousand men. he is exceptional. the time will come for us. we both know this. we know what will come of this. he will be my next big thing. he understands. he is one of us. we are a tribe. we recognise eachother by smell taste and desire. this is the man who will make me forget or make me remember. surrender. soon. thank you for finding me adrian. he knows about the head thing. that the body of sexual energy begins and ends there. this is not about cock cunt fucking. this is about going to that place that few visit. i have come to realise this. this is beyond fucking. i look forward to taking the trip with him. .................. oscar. here is a man who wants to paint me. to capture my spirit. lying naked for him will be an experience. i am sure this will be a huge challenge for me. exposing my self. this will be new. i hope i don't disappoint him. more on this as it unfolds. ............. tomorrow. there is so much planned for tomorrow. but plans change. so i will let you know how it goes. i am lying here naked waiting for jack. he has started. this will end on sunday night. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 16th October 2004 Burning the ground, I break from the crowd I'm on the hunt, I'm after you I smell like I sound, I'm lost and I'm found And I'm hungry like the wolf Strut on a line, it's discord and rhyme I'm on the hunt, I'm after you Mouth is alive with juices like wine And I'm hungry like the wolf - Duran Duran it started with a kiss. doesn't it always? i am going to fuck another woman. you will suck and fuck me afterwards. i want you to be naked. i want you to be ready. i booked his hotel room and off he went. i started with one drink. one pipe. it ended with me dancing in the rain. wearing a black silk slip i might add. i do not drink very often. and the alcohol took advantage of this. by the time jack got home, his wench was well and truly gone. he enjoys having his way with me when i am a little out of control. i had tried to find out how his adventure had gone. but i didn't hear the words. i remember his kiss. and i remember the sensation of floating. his hands were upon me. his lips burning a trail all over my body. can you smell her on my lips? his whispers turned to groans. he pushes his tongue inside my mouth. he bites my neck. he moves to my breasts. tells me what hers were like. describes her in detail as he rubs her scent all over my body. i can smell her perfume. traces of her cunt still linger on his body. my cunt is awake and hungry. wake up whore. i am going to fuck you. i hear the words. but i can't wake up. i am imprisoned in this dark floating space. he rolls me on to my belly and starts by rubbing my arse. he moves his finger inside. spreads my cheeks and uses his tongue. i feel his cock inside my cunt. he is heavy on top of me and i haven't the words to move him. i can do what i want to you. you know this. i know you want this. i know you can hear me. it is getting too much for me. i am cumming all over his cock but i need him to remove it so i can really gush. he turns me over. my legs over his shoulders. pushing his big wet cock inside my hole. spreading my cheeks. pulling on them. fucking my arse so hard that i am sure he will cum. i gush all over his cock. you dirty fucking slut. yes. yes. yes. i can see the words floating but know i haven't spoken aloud. he moves from inside my body. i can sense him close. i feel his cock on my lips. open wide. he holds my mouth between his thumb and forefinger. open wide. his cock moves inside and down my throat. it is now that i cannot breathe. my eyes open and it is the key. he pulls out and cums inside my mouth. swallow. good. mark. let me tell you about mark. he is a phone sex client. he is a very good reason why i love doing what i do. i have enjoyed my sessions with him. he is energetic and exciting. recently he watched some porn while talking to me. i loved hearing him describe what he was watching. i was right there with him. imagined his cock in his hands. i gushed all over myself and took him with me. so he rings on friday. i am ready for him. excited. i am lying on my bed naked with a towel. he phones and wants to talk about anal sex. put the vibrator inside your cunt. now put it inside your arsehole. he wants to know how much i enjoy a cock inside my arsehole. about how much i would like his friend to be fucking my cunt while he is fucking my arse. his breathing changes. and another cock in your mouth. would you like that? yes. i have two spare hands for two more cocks. he is moaning calling me a slut. the vibrator is inside my arsehole. i squirt all over my thighs. i don't stop when mark is finished. he has to go. clean up. i don't. i am left. to my own devices. i am ready for my next adventure. here we go. my prey. i seek a man. my tony soprano. this man he will know that this is not about the size of his cock. nor the amount of times he can make me cum. that goes without saying. this man. he will possess those traits that make me weak at the knees. big sexy strong commanding demanding powerful...he will take me bend me shape me. i have been hunting this man. still he evades me. but he will come. i am hungry like the wolf. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 9 October 2004 Su le finestre Mostra a tutti il mio cuore Che hai acceso Chiudi dentro me La luce che Hai incontrato per strada - Andrea Bocelli this was going to be all about my southern tour. but the words that are coming. not so much. i have sat in front of this page for four days. waiting for inspiration to come. it didn't. this is about fantasy and reality. so i have plans to meet with men. these were men whom i had spoken to many times online. let me tell you it is no mean feat to decide to meet a man like this. i am a very shy woman so it took courage for me to set off in search of this adventure. neither man showed up. no call. nothing. rather rude under the circumstances. but i do understand. i have heard many a tale of woe. meeting new people is difficult considering what you are meeting them for. hiding behind the veil of anonymity is easy. you can be whomever you decide to be. i guess for me it is a little different. i am used to meeting clients. that is a sexual service. but meeting the man behind the cock. now that takes a little more from me. hmmm. i am not explaining myself well at all. i told you that the words had all but deserted me. maybe some things are best left unsaid. time wasters. really there is no such thing. i am sure for every one of us who has been let down, there are those people who didn't make the date that feel inadequate for some reason. someone suggested it is a power thing. for that one moment these men had me waiting for them. let me tell you that i did not wait long. and then there was paul. paul. i had spoken to paul the most. he rarely spoke about sex. we talked about life love and everything. just a really nice man. i thought. so i meet him on a cold and windy christchurch day. i am waiting between the sheets. and it doesn't happen. i don't know if i disappointed him but i sure felt like that. he had paid for two nights. i was left wanting. a busy business man who spent more time on his laptop and phone than he did with me. yes we had sex. cold quiet sex. i didn't know he had cum until he stopped moving. it was a meeting without passion. a real shame. then i met michele (mick ella) from italy. oh my god. this man made up for all of those disappointments. he held my face between his hands and whispered "bellissimo" ... he kissed me devoured me. i have never had an italian man before but i certainly realise now what i have been missing out on. this man. he took charge of everything. from ordering my meal to choosing my wine. it was so enjoyable to just be. he led me all the way. it was a dance where i just had to hang on for dear life. oh my god allessandra. stand over my face. let me see your cunt. squirt in my mouth. suck my dick. oh allessandra let me take you. even the way he shouted my name as he came all over my face. bellissimo. thank you michele. i hope we can do this again when you arrive back in new zealand. i told you, you would make my diary. *grin* so here i am. home. sweet home. but. i am not satisfied. there is this animal inside of me. tearing my skin from the inside out. she wants relief. she means to get it. come and take me. waiting wanting ..... ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 24 September 2004 can you see me now I am myself like you somehow I'll wait up in the dark for you to speak to me I'll open up release me - Pearl Jam - Release jacks back and the wench is gone some of you will know we were overseas. worshipping the sun. howling at the moon. we spent a week naked. the gods were happy. well they were with me. jack got very ill on our last day. the worst effect of this was on me. he lost all sexual desire. what is a wench to do? without him. i was irritable. lost. ever so horny. unable to truly relax. thanks be to the man who managed to make me squirt over the phone. or i might truly have lost the will to live. i say this tongue in cheek. but really. i hadn't realised how much i rely on jack's sexual desire to fuel my own. frustration set in. get well get well get well. i set up an appointment for a brazillian. you will be happy to know that this went really well. i didn't flinch one iota. i am so very pleased with the result. i came home lifted my skirt. jack could have cared less. so i stood in front of the mirror. i masturbated. spanked my now bare cunt. squirted over my hands. a whole five days passed. no sex. last night. i am lying on my belly. talking to The Doctor. release me. tease me. please me. ease me. he is saying things to me that should not be said. telling me of the things i should do to please him that should not be done. my cunt is aching. even typing this now. remembering. my desire is a trapped animal. release me. every word he writes ... until finally i have to get a towel. i know what is coming. jack is on the bed. reading the words. watching me. waking. slowly. his fingers inside my cunt his thumb inside my arsehole. but i can't tear myself away from the doctor. he is saying the most delicious of words. he is inside my head. nothing is secret. sacred. i am ready to squirt. jack is jealous. demands my immediate attention. turn that off. turn around. suck my cock. he is very angry at me. slut whore ... yes yes ... he pulls my hair as i suck his cock. words spilling from his mouth. they only inflame me. i am sucking his cock. i am sucking the doctors cock. the words all melt into one. i don't care who is causing this explosion inside. release. me. i am gushing so much. jack is standing over me. spank your cunt. i squirt all over my hands. it reaches my breasts. my face. my toes. it is everywhere. he gets to his knees. close your legs. wanks over my cunt. cum everywhere. i have been christened. and here comes the camera. show this to the doctor. yes. i will. so jack is back. and i am nearly gone. one week until the adventures begin. i don't need to take much. camera. laptop. backpack. soon mister soon ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 9th September 2004 Rare and precious chain round my neck you place it, place it once again Drawn finger tight, feel love's bite coming back to you Rare and precious chain Binds me to your soul round gently pulsing veins Shackled tight, feel love's bite coming back to you It's a rare and precious chain - Jethro Tull last night. we had visitors. and i had two half hour calls planned for early evening. what is a wench to do? the only thing i could do. i left them to it and fled to a girlfriends house. dana is one of my longest standing girlfriends. she is one of only a few who know me. the real me. the this me. i told her of my plight and being the friend she is, she allowed the use of her bedroom as my office. she was in the lounge talking to her lover via msn. music on. glass of wine in her hand. i left her to it. she had placed a big towel on the bed, having heard of my phone exploits before. but i had the good manners to provide my own. she had warmed her bedroom up using a heater so it was nice to get naked. and wait. the first call. a cross-dresser called joanne and her lover Alice. joanne wanted me to talk to alice about the possibility of having an adventure. to talk about pussy breasts ... girly stuff. alice is my first female phone sex caller. i hope she won't be my last. the phone rang. alice spoke. she sounded shy and unsure of herself. joanne was busy licking her pussy. alice was playing with her breasts. i closed my eyes and imagined being there. the hotel room. the bed. the wine glasses. the clothes. i imagined what it would look like to see joanne dressed in her slutty clothes. playing with her cock as she licks and sucks her lovers pussy. alice on the bed. legs akimbo. playing with her nipples. she became more and more excited. it was so erotic hearing the change in her voice. she stopped being careful with her words. every now and then she would whisper. i told her what i was doing. how wet my cunt was listening to her moan. how i would like to stand over her and let her look up inside my cunt. how i would squirt all over her face as joanne fucked her hard. i wanted to hear her sucking joanne's cock. no sooner had i asked. she was down on her knees sucking a big hard cock. i could hear ever word. the sound of wet lips sucking wet cock. the sounds she made as her lips came over the head. the moan that escaped as she sucked it deep down inside her throat. i heard her orgasm. more than once. it drove me over the edge. my fingers were inside. i was tasting myself. i love the taste and smell of my cunt. it is really very beautiful. the smell and taste turn me on. is that normal? i was so aroused. i started to squirt. contracting my muscles. squeezing my thighs together. i gushed and screamed at the same time. it gets to where i don't give a fuck who hears me. dana has thin walls. it was shortly after that, alice and joanne had plans that didn't include me. and along came tim. he is a man whom i have 'spoken' to online on and off for the past two years. this call was a long time coming. it was worth the wait. tim had obeyed a request. one i make of my callers. if possible. please send a photo of your cock so that i may print it out and look at it while i am talking to you. i like to squirt on it. do you like that? would it be that i should photograph that and send it back to you? his cock. it is uncut. a man uncut can truly appreciate his cock. the nerve endings in tact. un cut. as soon as i saw his cock i knew i wanted to suck it. to poke my tongue under his foreskin. to suck on it. to hold it between my lips. you can tell a lot about a man when you find out where he would like to cum. there is something very erotic about a man who wants to cum on my face. i know what he is thinking and i know the power of that thought. power and control. the dominating forces in my life. so we are going to meet. tim and i. and i know what i have in store. he will not be touching my cunt. but he is welcome to the rest of me. as i am so aroused ... i do not even touch myself during this call. i have the towel folded again and again. and i just squirt. squirt. tell me tim. tell me when you want me to squirt. it is never ending. it is a well that leads to the ocean. the power of the female beast. it rules my world. the call over. i gather myself up. dress. tidy the bed. and face dana. it is a little odd. how many friends do you know who could cope with this? i had bought my camera. dana thought i could take a few photo's for her lover. he is a sadist. a master. i know very little of such things. a complete novice. and so is she. but we are reading. and we talk. and she listens to my adventures. she is shy. but it is late and i need to go home. so i take matters into my own hands. where is your make-up? take off your clothes! don't bother being shy around me. it will not wash. i bind her breasts with a silk scarf. snap snap snap. i lean her against the door. think of him fucking you. give me the look. now imagine he is pulling on your nipples. touch yourself. snap snap snap. give me your hands. don't move. arms above your head. spread your legs. snap snap snap. i am getting into this now. i turn the music up a little. i take her to her bed. the one i have been writhing on. squirting on. come lie down. look into the camera. imagine this lens is your lovers cock. are you hungry for it? tell me. open your mouth. snap snap snap. i stood over her body. looked down into her eyes. this woman whom i have known forever. melting. in front of my very eyes. i move the camera away. i get down next to her. i whisper. dana, you know i could have you right this second if i wanted. don't you? and i kissed her softly on her lips. i left her to it. came home and told jack of my evening. his cock got very hard. especially hearing about dana. he and dana have fucked. before he had laid his eyes upon mine. so it is fitting really. maybe i will seduce her. maybe i won't. those of you who message me. you know i will be gone for about ten days. i promise i will think of you as i am drinking my champagne from the bathtub with views of the sea. it will be sunset. all ways *JW* ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 5th September 2004 Mirrors on the ceiling Pink champagne on ice And she said We are all just prisoners here Of our own device And in the master's chambers They gathered for the feast They stab it with their steely knives But they just can't kill the beast - The Eagles - Hotel California shhh. don't say a word. this is for you. you know who you are. i want you to know. that i know who you are. i cannot believe that you were sitting there all along. i hadn't realised. now. there is no going back. you know that, don't you? it isn't the words you use. it is the way you use them. i find myself waiting. mouth open. fingers inside my cunt. wanting the next word. i feel the butterfly wings inside my belly. jack watched in fascination today. he has never seen me react like that. because i haven't ever reacted like that. i wasn't able to tear myself away from the screen. i have never had cyber sex before. to me. i thought it was just too straight. too vanilla. too boring. and then. in seconds i was with you. i would have done anything you wanted. anything. your anything was my everything. jack put his fingers inside me. he actually gasped when he felt how wet i was. wiped it on my lips. read your words. he loved that you got me. laughed at my blush at my shame at my embarrassment. you liked the need for humiliation. like it love it want it need it i am on the floor of your bedroom. licking the cum from the carpet. feeling your hand on my head. doing as i am told. i am on the floor of your lounge. sucking your cock while you are watching the news. feeling your cock grow in my throat. doing what i am best at. i am on the floor of your bathroom. waiting. wanting. thinking bad thoughts. dirty disgusting wench. i am on the table in your kitchen. taking your fist. encouraging you. your fingers inside my throat. a little bit of pain for a lot of cum. i am covered with you. all over my body. my hair. my fingers. my mouth. my belly. my breasts. my god. look what you have done to me. in the space of one day. ....so the doctor has arrived. and some secrets revealed. i sat in your office and did as i was told. jack sat by and watched. his cock was so hard. he has suggested there will be a cam scene. i want you to watch. enjoy the show. eat popcorn. masturbate. watch my holes being opened used abused for your pleasure. we have so many places to visit. the thrill. it is still with me. hours after you left. i don't care where you lead me. just as long as you lead. the man. this man. i met him today. i had heard from him before. the occasional message. but today. he came out and took me. i knew within moments that he had seen me. and whenever he is ready for me. i will go. know that doctor. jack isn't used to me reacting like this. i think it perturbed him somewhat. and you know something. he should be worried. the wench has plans. and they might not include him. when i said i was going to have an adventure. i meant it. what happens. happens. and if he finds out? what a delicious thought. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 29 August 2004 Hit me you can't hurt me Suck my kiss Kiss me please pervert me Stick with this Is she talking dirty Give to me sweet sacred bliss Your mouth was made to suck my kiss Suck My Kiss - Red Hot Chilli Peppers the wench tour is going to plan. it will be my first time without jack. imagine that. i have had an invitation. adam. he would like my company on the plane ride down south. his idea is wench worthy. to place his coat over his thighs so that i might discreetly masturbate his cock. he wants to cum all over my hand and watch me eat it. i will wear a skirt that can be easily lifted. pull my panties aside for his fingers. before we land he wants me to remove my panties. he will get to keep them. it sounds very sexy to me. so this will get me to nelson. this is going to be so much fun! i like not knowing what will happen next. i guess a part of this is finding men who don't 'know' me. men who might think i am part of their straight world. before the full force of my desire appears. the core that is me .... it is molten lava. that is how i imagine it. i have tried to deny it. i have tried to explain it. all that is left ... embrace it unleash it accept it last night. i was on the couch. naked apart from some trashy fishnet stockings. bright red lipstick. black eyeliner. very whore wench. i had finished talking to tom. he had made me squirt. and squirt. i listened to him cum. i still can't believe that a man will cum with me. a man who doesn't know me. but understands enough about erotica to know that he must cum with me. i have asked these men for photo's of their cocks. i want to look at them while i play with my wet cunt. it isn't too much to ask for. when he has gone. i am in a highly aroused state. my entire body is relaxed. i can squirt now without touching myself. and i do. i have one leg on the floor, the other on the couch. my eyes are closed. my mouth open. i can control my orgasms now. i squirt in small amounts. the towel is already soaked. watching from the door is jack. i don't even notice. i am having my own private party. he strokes his hot cock. he enjoys watching me. a voyeur at heart. i welcome him. come. play with me. he is not himself. i can sense a change in this man. he stands in front of me. his cock is dripping. the head wet and sticky. he asks me about the call. i hear what hasn't been said. i know what he needs. he needs retribution. he needs to see me on my knees. begging him please. instead. he moves to the end of the couch. tells me to put my head over the arm. i take his cock inside my mouth. no. i don't take it. he gives it. he pushes it down my throat. i try to push his belly away. instead he grabs my hands and holds them in one hand. he pulls out of my mouth. slaps my face with his very wet cock. i hear him whispering. the words i make out are meant for me. i know them by heart. he gives me a moment to breathe. his balls against my face. he reaches down and touches my cunt. pulls my lips apart. feels how very wet i am. orders me to squirt. on demand. on tap. i please him. i am wary of what is next. but excited too. the blood is rushing to my head. his cock is inside my mouth now it is inside my throat now it is impossible to breathe now his free hand is on my throat pushing through to feel his cock pushing his body against my face. i can feel his balls against my nose. he is grinding himself on my face. he leaves me gasping. takes a moment to steady himself. stands at the other end of the couch. looks me in the eye while he masturbates. i hear the growl deep down. here he cums. all over my belly breasts face... the quintessential whore i don't see this jack very often. he comes to visit only now and then. the safe word not needed this time. ******************************************************************************** 22 August 2004 Young teacher, the subject Of schoolgirl fantasy She wants him so badly Knows what she wants to be Inside her there's longing This girl's an open page Book marking - she's so close now This girl is half his age Don't Stand So Close To Me - The Police the wench is out of control! at least that is what i have heard some say. this is not true. it is fantasy. i have never been out of control in my life. every move i make every cock i take carefully calculated lovingly ejaculated handled and manipulated so the story goes. i am taking a road trip. alone. on my own. just me and my backpack. hitting the road, jack. no looking back. and all that crap. i fly to the south island for a week (or so) long adventure. i am ever so excited. i have plans. this is going to be huge. you have no idea. neither do i. i can feel the tingle. hear the hum. *Juicy Wench* is on her way. lock your doors, bar the windows. i am leaving my credit cards atm cards cash.... at home. i will hitchike on the open road, expose my breasts lift my skirt .... will you give me a ride please mister? i have the urge to share with you, dear reader, a truth that may not have occurred to you yet. i do not fuck with just any tom dick or harry. to me sex is sacred. i do not give it to anyone who asks. in fact, if you have to ask...chances are i am not who you are looking for. i have had a lot of fucking in my life. it became meaningless. that is how i ended up here. jack is my lover. he feeds me. but i am insatiable. i need more. more than jack. who would have thought? but he also needs more than me. i desire a man who can tame me test me tease me please me ... it is the other sex i seek the whisper in the restaurant the taste of sweat i lick from his skin the feel of cock quickly spreading my lips in an elevator the breath that escapes me as my breasts are tortured for his pleasure the smell of a man as his passion is spent the sound of silence when all is said and done i want to live on the edge for just one week taken to the limit so to speak this doesn't happen until next month. there is a month for the players to emerge. if you know what i need. come forward. i don't care what you look like. i envisage you as intelligent articulate and having the ability to pay for your pleasure. your age is important. you must be over 50, please. exceptions will be made to those who have the necessary words in their vocabulary. unlock the chains that hold me here. take me. do with me what you will. i'm waiting *Juicy Wench* ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 16 August 2004 Your mouth so hot your web, I'm caught your skin, so wet black lace, on sweat - Alice Cooper - Poison ok so i have acquiesced. i will inflict the necessary punishment to two men who deserve it. i do it out of the goodness of my heart. that and the money. i will spend the money purchasing a cunt for my lover. the need for humiliation. the delicious degradation. i understand this desire. mike is a young guy who needs a spanking on his panty covered bottom. and mark. mark is a slave who deserves to be treated like the cuckold he aspires to be. his is more complex. he must be forced to suck my lovers cock. he will be on all fours to lick my cunt, suck on my arsehole. perhaps my lover will fuck his worthless hole while this is happening. perhaps not. but his big wish? his piece de la resistance...to drink my lovers cum directly from my cunt. i will stand over this worthless slave and drip it slowly into his mouth. all over his face. i am seeking.... a man over 60. i want him to spank me. i want to watch him with my lover. i want them to both play with me. over 60. with the body of tony soprano. please. a woman. age unimportant. looks unimportant. prefer non smoker. a woman who would like to submit to my will. must be ripe for this experience. no pain involved. but i know you want to hear about last weekend. i imagine you are sitting there with your cock hanging out. there is something so very erotic with that picture. i can't help but be aroused by the image. your cock would be hanging a little. anticipation perhaps. knowing that i would really like to be there to take it in my mouth. anyway! before i forget. should you like to see a short clip - i am sucking on jack's cock after he has come on my face, let me know. i look so good with cum on my lips. msn is probably the only way this can be done. we started early on friday. he arrived home from work and slipped in the door without a noise. i was busy playing on the phone. i am really enjoying providing this service, sometimes i wonder who enjoys it more! i never fail to squirt and as a result, i am on fire for hours afterwards which pleases jack no end. i was naked. i was talking to j. he likes hearing about my fantasies, there are so many that i have yet to explore. i can hear him playing with his cock. his voice gets a little quieter. his breathing quickens. it is enough to drive me wild. my fingers are busy. i push three into my very wet cunt, bring them to my lips and suck my juice from them. my clit is so hard. i can barely stand to touch it. and no matter how many times i squirt...i never know when it is going to arrive. it overtakes me. it is the one moment that i lose control. i love the feeling. i gush all over myself. once i am there...i have no need to leave. j hangs up and still i am fucking myself. but i am not alone. jack has been watching from the doorway. with his cock in his hand. he likes that he has scared the life out of me. he pushes me back on the bed and tells me to spread my legs. before i have counted to ten he has jerked off over my cunt. as far as the phone sex goes. i am so pleased that some of you are enjoying the service. i want you to know that this is about my pleasure and this will only work if i am turned on. of course i want to please you and you are paying for it...but it is strictly a no bullshit service. so i will not waste your time...and you know that unless i am capable of sharing a piece of myself...it will not continue. dave phoned on saturday. i was already turned on. we had been watching porn. well jack had been watching porn. my mouth was busy on his cock. he had my hair in his hands. using my mouth. i pulled on his scrotum just like he likes. i squeezed the base of his cock. in return. he spanked my bottom. just like i need it. he kept going until my bottom was bright red. by the time dave phoned, i was very aroused. i told dave what we had been doing. he asked if jack was still around. he wanted to listen to jack spanking me. he was only too happy to oblige. dave really got off on hearing me cry out with each slap. he told me how hard his cock was. how it was dripping with pre-cum. i love that! he wanted to hear me sucking on jack's cock. by now jack was ready to explode. but i slowed him down some....licked his cock....and let dave hear me swallow him whole. there is something about the feeling of having my throat jammed full of cock. choking with it. i could hear dave cumming. jack pulled out and came all over my face. i squirted all over the floor. filthy little slut. last night. we had friends over for dinner. i had a date with ben. i excused myself and came into the bedroom. while our friends were out in the lounge, i was in our bedroom playing with my cunt. i had to hold my hand over my mouth when i came so that i wouldn't be too loud. you liked that i was at risk of being caught, didn't you ben? you know what? so did i! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 9 August 2004 Once you put your hand in the flame You can never be the same There's a certain satisfaction In a little bit of pain I can see you understand I can tell that you're the same - Erotica - Madonna first i should tell you. her husband phoned me! my mind is at rest. i can look forward to playing with her in the future. yay! jack has always loved to show me off. he likes other men to look at me to paw me to touch me. i like that. and i don't know why. i like him to push my legs apart if we are sitting in a cafe and there is a chance that a man can look up my skirt. i like watching the reaction of a man who is suddenly able to look at my cunt. i like my lover to touch my breasts in public to undo that extra button. to lean against him as he whispers sweet nasties in my ear. to feel my cunt respond ... to feel my juice start to drip down my thighs. it is one of the most erotic experiences... we were sitting in a cafe on saturday seated at the only couch... when i caught the gleam in his eye. he told me to check out the man across the room. he was alone. jack was ready to play. i went to the toilets and removed my panties. i could feel myself getting excited... when i got back to the couch i swapped places with jack so that i was facing this stranger. he looked and looked away. i licked my lips and tried to catch his eye. jack pushed my legs apart and we waited. i am sure you know by now that jack is a man without limits. he told me to hand over my panties. i tried to do this without being conspicuous which caused jack to laugh. he held them in his fist and brought them to his nose. it wasn't obvious to anyone but me but i turned bright red. he still shocks me. jack tells me to lean toward him. he wants this man who is watching with more intensity now...he wants him to see my big tits a little better. i lean over and he asks me if i am wet. is your cunt wet do you like that he is trying to see it makes my cock hard to watch you play ... his words alone make me melt. i respond by spreading my legs a little more. i feel a little more emboldened now. i am ready to play for jack. the man who remains seated is staring at me. i look at him and lick my lips...slowly. jacks cock is hard. he doesn't bother trying to hide it. and i love that i have had that effect on him. i long to just get up and sit on his cock there and then. this man. this stranger. he doesn't know what he has started. the fire is built and the match is about to be struck. jack asks me to tell him....what does jack want? i tell him he wants me to climp upon his cock and invite this stranger to stand in front of my face, to pull out his cock and for me to start sucking it. jacks mouth would be on the back of my neck. i would feel his breath. i would hear his words. his fingers would squeeze my nipples and my mouth would be full. he would have his hands on my head...fucking my mouth. god the mere thought makes me weak with desire. to have this stranger ram his hard cock down my throat to the encouragement of my lover would be enough to make me squirt all over his cock. this man who chokes me with cock, he would pull out and cum all over my face. now if i could only find a stranger who would do this! ok ok not in a cafe perhaps but somewhere....public. thank you to the man who caused me to squirt...you didn't have to lift a finger! i have to go and play with myself now, my cunt is dripping wet and i am home alone. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 3 August 2004 Does she stimulate you attract and captivate you Tell me does she miss you existing just to kiss you Like the way I do Tell me does she want you infatuate and haunt you Does she know just how to shock and electrify and rock you Does she inject you seduce you and affect you Like the way I do Melissa Etheridge - Like The Way I do How far would you go to satisfy your senses? I met a couple from Christchurch online recently who blew me away with their sexual energy. At least that is who i presume i was communicating with. i could well have been talking to an 18yr old midgit from malaysia for all i know. and that's ok. for my purposes, it didn't matter. i was getting off on her style. and she was getting off on mine. she had wanted me to phone her husband and i was about to do that. then gone. nothing. unsubscribed. fuck! what happened? i'll tell you a story.... sunday night i was pretty busy and although she was feeling horny and wanting to play with me...i just had other things to do. here is a transcript of our messages. ME: you are a sexy little cunt! i like that you are blindfolded and sucking his beautiful cock. how far can he ram it down your throat? i like to think that i can swallow cock all the way down...there is an art to it. i would love to direct your fantasy....tell the men how to fuck you while i stand and play with my cunt. *purr* HER: i love that ur paying some attention to me.. makes me , happy. ME: makes you happy...i'd rather make you squirt babe. lix HER: BE MY BOSS!!! tell me how to fuck hubby..... hes out tonite. back later i read ur diary most days , hoping , that theres another day added , wishing i was in it. wishing i was you XXX HER: what should i think about , or should i say 'who' god it feels good talking to u ME: ah home alone...my sweet little slut. what would i have you do? i wish i had more time to play with you. i would have you make an obscene call, randomly. i would have you ask to speak to the man of the house. i would have you tell him what a little slut you are. i would have you tell him that you need to have cum sprayed all over you. i would have you playing with your dirty little cunt while you are talking to him. i would have you hang up and spank your cunt until you squirt. tell me WHEN you have done this. do not pretend to do it. fucking do it!!! i want you to. so do it. *JW* HER: i am ur slut , fuck me some more my god ,that was amazing , i hurt my hand humping against it on the sofa arm the guy didnt know what to say , he didnt say much , wow , i am sorry ,i did orgasm while talking to him , and i squirted a lil , more like a dribble hope the hubby is hard tonite , i need cock ====== Did she do that or was she living it in only her mind? it was the last contact i had with her. if you are reading this babe...call me! i had plans for her. so i am still looking for a subslut for my lover....and i also seek an man who has the looks and body of tony soprano...who is over 55..and maybe bi... please. i said please! *JW* ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 30 July 2004 I know you want what�s on my mind I know you like what�s on my mind I know it eats you up inside I know, you know, you know, you know Sex Type Thing - Stone Temple Pilots the mere thought of my fucking for money is enough to make him hard. he loves it. breathes it. but let's face it. it isn't entirely about the money, it is about me. he likes that i am willing to do what he wants. another early start. he is on his side facing me. he puts my hand onto his cock and starts to masturbate. without words i turn around so he can fuck me from behind. he slides it down between my cheeks...pulls my head back so that he can bite my neck...and pushes inside. i have one hand between my legs...the other hand is gripping the side of the bed. i don't know who came first. it is day one for The Juice Box. there are loose ends that need tidying up but i am ready willing and able. i showered ... put on my stockings and a little black slip ... followed by a sweatshirt ... it was cold! i came online and waited. and along he came. ant. i had my toys and a towel all laid out. i was so ready. i had been thinking about this all morning. there is something that drives me crazy when it comes to phone sex...the voice the movement...it is like an erotic dance. you can't see eachother but you can hear the breathing...it is a really good experience. he told me what he wanted...the dildo in my arsehole and the vibrator inside my cunt...now rub your clit..slut...now stop...pull on your nipples...harder....fuck yourself whore....i was caught in the moment and felt myself lifting off....i squirted all over myself and listened to him cum in his hand. for him it is over but for me i squirt again and again..knowing he is listening to me....thinking about licking his cum from his hand. thanks ant! ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 29 July 2004 I need you tonight cause I'm not sleeping There's something about you girl That makes me sweat - INXS 5am this morning he pushed my head down onto his hard cock, heard the hum of his moan...felt it against my cheek. he fingered my arsehole and pushed my face to his balls, i licked them and sucked them. i hear him gasp. he wants to fuck my arsehole. he whispers in my ear that he is thinking of someone else. he pushes his beautiful cock inside me, it takes a while to catch my breath. he sits on his knees and pulls me toward him. he starts slapping my cheeks. hard. do you like this, cunt? i want it harder! his slapping cracks the air around me. i can only imagine how red my cheeks are, this thrills me. he pulls out and fingers my hot wet cunt. i am dripping. i lick his fingers clean. his fingers push inside my arsehole before he can't take it any more...i hold my cheeks open...he cums inside my arsehole. i love to feel filthy first thing in the morning. he leans over my mouth and licks my tongue and tells me to lick his cock clean. but not too clean. he likes to go to work with my smell on him. it excites me that he takes me when he feels like it. i can't tell you why. it is animal. don't think about it! do it! i like hearing about other women he wants to fuck. why? i have opened The Juice Box, my phone fucking line. you can check out my advert under Sex Services on NZP. it is my never ending quest to explore my own sexuality through yours. i want to hear you wanking i want to hear your voice while i squirt over my hand. i am not selling out. this service will only be performed when i am ready willing and able. it is all about keeping it real. a no fake hardcore whore. i haven't found the right woman for the position of sub cunt for my lover, this is so much harder than it should be. i spoke to tess last weekend, you will possibly remember her as the woman i had my one and only bi experience with? she may take part in this adventure. alone. once this is achieved....it is an older man that will be sought. a man over 60 who will put me over his knee and spank me until i squirt all over him. a man who will want to play with my lover. is there such a man out there? get in touch! soon *JW* ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 26 July 2004 deep in your eyes i see your thoughts i know you want me sometimes it hurts but you know that some things are best left never said words - baby i don't care - transvision tramp it's monday. and i know you want to know.... and i know i want to tell you. if you found out your lover had a kink a fantasy a desire to try something....would you go for it? without question. give yourself up to the experience? i would. i did. there is this club. online of course. and jack wanted to be a part of it. the ticket inside .. the price of entry came down to photo's. his wants my pleasure. actually. i am not going to tell you. directly. friday night. no clothing allowed until monday. the house is heated up to the point of sweatshop level. he comes home to find me on my laptop naked on the bed. ready willing and able. he tells me the secret to his fantasy. what i am going to do to make it come together. neither of us allowed to cum tonight. tomorrow will be nothing but. saturday. he goes up town to buy the necessary items. i stay home and wait. i am nervous. i know i am crossing a line and i am curious. i shower. and wait. the minute he gets home. we start. out came the chains. the handcuffs. the rope. the alcohol. the chair. that infamous chair with no seat. i am placed in the middle of the room. blindfolded. naked. handcuffed to the chair. chained. he pushes the glass up to my mouth and tells me to drink. i listen to the porn that is running in the background. i can hear him wanking. i know he is just staring at me. watching me. brings the glass back time and again. he wipes his cock onto my lips. squeezes my nipples. twists them until i gasp. i hear the camera. he is sitting in front of me. i cannot move an inch. my legs are chained to the chair. he has full access to my cunt. i can hear him grunt and moan when he feels how wet it is. it is enough to make him weak at the knees. i love that. he tells me of all the wicked things he will do to me when i am passed out. have another drink. he writes on my body. i know the words that he writes. the camera clicks. i am beyond drunk. he leads me to the floor. still he insists on making sure i can't move. i couldn't move if you paid me to. i am going going gone. i woke up four hours later. in no condition to drive. sunday - he showed me the evidence of my undoing. the photo's that show me passed out. his cock dribbling on to my mouth. feeding his precum to me. his fingers inside my cunt. he pulled my hips off the floor to meet his cock. he slapped my tits. he came on my face. i didn't wake up once! does that turn you on? disgust you? freak you out? just a little? it was something i did for him. i won't do it again. there is more to this but i am still seedy. you will have to wait. *grin* ps: for those of you have enjoyed phone fucking me, soon. i am going to advertise with NZP soon...sell my dirty hot mouth...it is the least i can do. ******************************************************************************** 22 July 2004 take these lips that were made for kissing and these hands that were made to touch and feel you hear me i'm calling it's been a while huh? and all it took was for one man to pay for my subscription to get me back here. i hope you don't mind me mentioning your handle 'allnite' but i figure this is a great place to thank you and your reward will be great. so now i am sitting here wondering where to start. what experiences have come my way that are worth telling you about? first i will tell you about the experience that has yet to happen on the off chance that you will read this and come forward. and this is how it will be. wanted: one submissive cunt to do as exactly as she is told. money no object. limits will not be respected. you will be our fuck toy for as long as we decide. jack: his birthday came and went without me being able to provide the gift of his choice. it proved a lot harder than first thought. he wanted a dark skinned whore. i was to watch his cock pushing into her cunt. i was to hold her cunt lips open and guide his cock in. his cock in her cunt. his cock in my mouth. his cock in her arsehole. his cock in my mouth. behind him. playing with his arsehole. licking it. kissing it. being involved but not being involved. doing as i am told. having her stand over me while his cum leaks from her cunt into my mouth. how deliciously nasty. my birthday: didn't happen. came and went. my man decided against it. he thought i was inviting trouble. so i aquiesed. but it is still a fantasy that i would love to make a reality. jacks desires have been as ever twisted and i have as always enjoyed delivering. i enjoy breaking the barriers. scaring myself. challenging my desire. if it turns him on, it turns me on. simple. to see him excited makes my cunt pulse. i get goosebumps when i feel his cock harden in my mouth. when he wipes his precum along my lips...it is automatic that i will lick them. i kept notes that i will call on for you to catch up on some of my adventures. Saturday: 11.10am lately he has enjoyed watching me in public. he gives me a list of challenges and watches from the safety of his car. i wear my fuck boots and my long black coat. that is it. nothing on underneath. he likes that i am cold. he tells me my cunt is hot enough to melt snow! so i sit on the park bench. a million tourists swarming about. even in this weather. spread your legs so that your coat falls open and i can clearly see your cunt. this is so much harder than you would think. i mean really...there are people around who must think it is odd that i am sitting alone out here. so i pull my legs up so my boots are resting on the bench and then just move my heels out. now i know that only he can see my cunt. he flashes the lights when i have completed the task. he has the camera so that he can add the photo's to his private stash. next he has me stand next to a tree and flash him. i have to keep doing it until he has the shot he wants. i don't know why but he has decided that nudism is the next step. he has enjoyed the fuck clothes he has bought for me but now he wants me naked. whenever possible. maybe he knows that i am not comfortable in my skin. that i feel shy and vulnerable without my slutty clothes on. he gets a kick out that. i think. so he has designated days that are nude only. he locks the doors, gets the fire going and watches me. it is really disconcerting. i don't know when he is going to touch me or what he will want me to do. i have nowhere to hide. he can walk up behind me and just rub his cock against my arse. he can grab my tits and twist my nipples. he can bite my neck. and it is all his to play with. i have come to enjoy his hand on the base of my throat as he pushes his cock all the way down my throat. i like to give him the control. jack has started a club with other like minded men. i'll tell you about that next time. all ways *JW* ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 21 April 2003 take me tonight and do what you do to me baby a time to focus. i have spent the few weeks burning myself out. like a fire was inside my belly. spending way too much time masturbating for an audience. far too much time watching men wanking for me. i met a man. why? he was older and relaxed. that appealed to me. what could he do for me that my lover couldn't? nothing. it was just his age that appealed to me. i loved the feel of his tongue on my cunt. i forgot for a moment that i had indeed broken our golden rule. the one rule that cannot be broken. but it felt so good. could anything that felt this good be a mistake? it will never happen again. i didn't fuck with this man so that should negate some of the damage. some of the guilt. this wonderful man came in my mouth in case you are curious. *s* i have heard from some great guys recently. but have decided that unless someone really stands out, i shall just put the call out for the dozen or so men required for my birthday party. and i would really like a submissive woman to play with. with my man or without. preferably with. i don't care what she looks like....she just has to do as she is told. about the party. all those interested parties should e-mail me as soon as possible. i need to do a head count. *guffaw* thanks. there is a possibility that tess might join me. i have plans baby...plans. time is ticking by so i need to get this all sorted soon. as usual letters to jack are my impure thoughts...things i haven't had a chance to try ...yet. everything else is my record of experiences. oh and before i get into that. where were you all last night? i was ready willing and able. we played on the webcam. i sat on my knees sucking his cock.....he played with my body.......made me squirt......fucked me while those who were online got to watch. it is still a turn on knowing that someone somewhere is wanking watching him fuck me. dear jack i am so excited about sharing you with other women. why? why is this? the thought of watching you fuck another woman in front of me is enough to bring me to my knees. i want to see her cunt open up to your cock. hold her lips open for you. lick your arsehole while you fuck her. i want to watch you. i want to taste your cock after it has been inside her. i want i want i want. i want too much. is there such a thing? i am very excited about my birthday party. i hope tess still wants to be a part of it. i hope her man will cum all over me too. they are such a sexy couple. i keep imagining what it will be like being covered in cum. when they have all left. what will become of us? will you stand and look at my body. will you want to fuck me hard? slow? in my arse? will you spank my cunt for being so wicked? abuse my body until i beg you to stop? will you wash me baby? clean me up and take me to bed? tie me up. punish me. feed me your cock? this excites me as much as having so many men cum on me. your reaction. mine. where will it lead us? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 7 April 2003 but secretly you'd love to know what it feels like, wouldn't you? what it feels like to be a girl. the weekend friday night. he is outside having a joint. i know this means he will want a piece of me. i haven't been able to sit still all day. thinking about tess. thinking about her cunt. i am impatient with how slow the time is ticking. he comes to me. i am lying on the bed reading but not really reading. thinking but not really thinking. images playing through my mind like slides. he pulls my legs to the end of the bed so he can bury his face inside me. his tongue pushes inside my arsehole and he starts to suck. i can hear him in whispers. he is in his own world. my body has gone with him. i take deep breaths and try and hold on. his fingers reach under and toy with my clit. my arousal is peeking. i push down and the floodgates open. i squirt all over his face. i can hear him gulping me down. he is impatient now and facing me with a dripping face he tells me to open my cheeks up. he wants to fuck my arsehole. he buries himself deep inside and bites my neck. the heat between his body and mine drives us both over the edge. but still my mind is on tess. saturday. i got the e-mail from ***** and between thinking of her and my date with tess and her man tonight, i am overexcited. i am still in bed. i can't help but play with myself. my arousal state is still right up there as it takes no longer than five minutes and i am squirting all over my hand. jack heard me and comes in with a hard cock. he pulls back the covers to watch me. and cums all over my face. i am not seeing him really. tess. night. he buys a bottle of baileys for me. in less than an hour i have managed to gulp down the entire bottle. i am dressed and ready to go. she calls. they are ready. i am no longer nervous. more excited. we walk through the door and i get my first real look at tess. she is attractive with a beautiful body. so is her man. we left our men together while we went up stairs to the bedroom. and it was suddenly so easy. she made me feel wonderful. she is a very sexy woman but more importantly she is kind and generous. knowing it was my first time with a woman, she went out of her way to let me do with her what i wanted. and i wanted it all. her cunt. it was so pretty. and it didn't feel at all weird licking her. i felt quite at home actually. *grin* it felt so soft and sensuous and really hot on my tongue. feeling another woman's tits was great too. i got to suck and play till my hearts content. she has it all. the men. they joined us. i got to take photo's of tess sucking both cocks at once. her mans cock is really big and she looked great as it slid in and out of her mouth. then it was my turn. there is nothing quite as nice as the feeling of two cocks in your hand and taking turns at sucking each one. i really would love them both to have come on my face but maybe next time. instead her man has a thing for big tits. that is something i could provide. *S* while my man had his face buried in tess' cunt, i sat on a chair by the bed and her man rubbed his cock in and out of them. he used oil to make them all slippery and the feeling of his cock sliding between them was wonderful. he came on my tits. the chair was facing the bed. i put my legs up and started to play with myself while her man stood behind me playing with my tits. watching my man wanking over tess' beautiful cunt made me squirt. our eyes locked together. i heard him whispering his nasty words. i squirted half a dozen times before my man came all over her cunt. i got down and licked it from her. i have always wanted to do that. there is so much more i need to do. the time that went so slowly leading to this experience had now spun out of control. and my man had to work the next day. we had to go. i felt like wencheralla.... *s* thank you tess and c-----, you are both awesome! sunday i didn't even hear him leave. i slept until who knows when. but woke when he jumped in beside me again. he made me squirt again and again and again. my state of arousal was still right up there. my desire still unquenched. we spent the entire day fucking sucking and making each other crazy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ once you put your hand in the flame it will never be the same theres a certain satisfaction in a little bit of pain 5 April 2003 In about seven hours I am to meet with another couple. I am hoping to experience my first time with another woman. I am a little nervous, ok a lot nervous but I am sure it will all go to plan. *s* I was talking to a man from this site the other day. He told me that he often sends parts of my diary to a lover of his and asked if perhaps I could include her in a fantasy entry. I was intrigued enough to write her. I hope that she will play a part in a real update. First we have her reply to one of my entries. I thought you might be interested in reading the following: ________________________________________________________________________________ Subject: Re: FROM ++++ - More for you to read.... Date: Thu, 03 Apr 2003 00:55:48 +0000 Liked the pictures, unfortunately if that were you and me there is a few details wrong- 1/ I would be tied up 2/ I would not be enjoying what you were doing to me 3/ You would be sitting beside me watching me licking pussy while I had a dildo in my arse and my cunt 4/ Your sperm would be dripping down my face and mixing with my tears as I cry in pain and humiliation 5/ There would be marks on my arse from the whipping you had given me before fucking me! Look forward to hearing from you with your next tale of shame and pain for me!! ***** ________________________________________________________________________________ hi ***** ++++ wrote and told me that you are enjoying my diary entries, i am so happy to hear that. he has requested a special story written with you in mind. i understand you need to be humiliated and abused into performing sexually for a couple. tell me if there is anything else you would like me to add. i have added you to my msn list, i hope you don't mind. lets talk sometime soon. all ways *Juicy Wench* ________________________________________________________________________________ Hi Juicy I love it that I am going to be included in your stories (and with a little luck and persuasion in your bed! I have got a few little quirks that I should tell you about to get your creative juices (or any other that may!) flowing and give you some ideas to write about: I love to be tied up, the more open and vulnerable the better. I love being physically forced to perform, whether it is by being restrained while being worked on or made to perform with physical violence-pain sets us free. My first sexual experience with a male was being fucked by one of my schoolfriends brothers, when we were both 15 he caught me with my tongue inside her and for months after I was made to make a threesome of it. Very little shocks me or even surprises me anymore, my fantasies are probably as twisted as the next! One of my latest encounters was one of the grubbiest acts I have performed for a while-met him through the ### site, arranged a meet in a bar in town, after about half an hour of chitchat and mutual sizing up we went out to the car park where I was slapped and told I was a whore, pushed to my knees and made to suck his cock. My current relationship with my Master is really expanding my horizons in that I have never been so completely controlled before, even to the point of denying hubby some of his favourite little games because I haven't had permission. I have found it frustrating at times, I love to masturbate but have had to (almost) stop myself until I am allowed. We have set some rules for safety but otherwise I am completely in harness and I am loving it! Hope to chat with you soon but in any case I will look forward to your emails! ***** ________________________________________________________________________________ hi slut it brings me much pleasure to announce that you have made me squirt and i haven't even had the pleasure of abusing you yet! i lay in bed this morning picturing you and your need to be used and abused. your letter filled my imagination with erotic images. you are indeed the sort of slut who needs to be forced. this is how you learn what your true nature is without having to admit it out loud, isn't it? you should be owned by someone who is very strict and controlling. of course it goes without saying that it should be me. i would love to have you branded. mark you permanently as my whore. my fuck toy. primarily you would be owned by me but of course my lover could do with you what he wants. i have so many treats in store for you. if you were my toy, there would be no denial in regard to sexual pleasure. i would take it to the other extreme. i would have your mind focused on fucking all the time. i would have you go into changing rooms, masturbate and write the letter s on the mirror with your cunt juice. i would have you wear your cunt as a scent on your neck, so that others could smell you. of course, this wouldn't be for your sexual pleasure, though of course it would turn you on because you are such a filthy slut. it would please me to know you are coming alive from performing as i choose. i would have you stare at other women's tits as you walk down the supermarket isle. making them uncomfortable with such wanton looks of desire. shameless. if we were to meet? you would be made to stand in from of jack and myself. lifting your dress up to show us your panties. you would be told to pull them down to your ankles. we would take turns at prodding your cunt, discussing it. deciding whether or not you are worthy of being a part of our games. i imagine you would be shaking a little and more than a little nervous. we like that. jack would stand behind you and undo your dress, leaving you standing in front of me naked. you would be asked to tell us what you are. and what are you? you are a slut. a piece of fuck meat. a disgusting cunt who needs to be used. you will say those words to us. you would be on your hands and knees in front of us. jack behind you would start spanking you. very hard. i want to see you cry. the tears are not only from the pain and humiliation but also a release. i would be sitting in front of you touching my cunt, you would be able to smell me. jack would pull you toward me by your hair and order you to lick me. are you still crying? i hope so, this turns me on. i would grind my cunt into your face, grabbing your hair. you can't breathe but you dare not complain. jack has pulled your cheeks apart and is staring at your arsehole. it isn't as tight as it should be. you have had cocks inside your hole before. you are ordered to pull your own cheeks apart which makes your position even more tenuous. the cane will hit your arsehole and cunt at the same time. and it really hurts. i will tell him to hit you harder. and harder. until i squirt all over your face. we will lay you on the floor. i will ask you how much you are enjoying this. you will deny it. beg to be released. beg to be home safe and sound. but your cunt tells us something different. it is hot and wet and begging it's own very different release. i will sit on your face, are you still sobbing into my cunt? i slap your tits, pinch and twist your nipples. jack starts to experiment with your cunt. pulling your lips apart. seeing how big your cunt can be. we can tell you have been a very naughty slut. your hole tells all your secrets. he takes a bite. i like seeing him bite your clit. your hips are thrusting. trying to escape him and meeting him in one movement. i tell him to stick his cock in...fuck her good baby. make her scream into my cunt. i love watching this. seeing his wonderful cock ramming into your cunt. he wants to see me fisting you. i get down and stick two four add my thumb pushing in hard. it looks so good. all that is seen is my wrist sticking out of your whores cunt. it is so wet and hot inside. i pull my hand out and it is dripping. time for me to silence you. i put my hand over your mouth. you can taste your cunt juice. i watch as he stretches your lips apart as he pounds you. he cums deep inside you. we are done with you for now. we leave you like this. sit back and watch your shame and humiliation. you wish to flee. to wash the feelings away. it won't happen. we want you stand in front of us. watch his cum leek down your thighs. say thank you to us. get down and lick his cum from the floor. you have permission to leave. but you stand there. you know that this is where you belong. you will sleep at the end of our bed. naked. dirty. just waiting until you are used again. are you wet from reading this slut? you know you are not called marie. there will be no pretense between us. we both know what you are. sign your real name. you are slut. from here on in. *JW* __________________________________________________________________________________ 01 April 2003 poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another i have to tell you something. i have met a man who is out of reach and it is driving me crazy. he is an acquaintance of jacks. he showed up last night. and something sparked. i am not used to feeling this with anyone other than jack. something in the way he looked at me just made me pant. i found myself licking my lips and biting my bottom lip...lost in thoughts that made my panties damp. i couldn't shake the feeling the desire to just get on my knees and pull his cock out of his jeans. i so wanted to taste him rub his cock all over my face and bury it deep inside my mouth. i didn't realize how obvious i was being until he left. you want him baby? he make you hot? he put his fingers inside me and i knew there was no point in denying it. you can't have him. forget about it. ain't gonna happen. suck this instead. i did. but i kept imagining it was his friends cock. without touching myself i squirted as jack came in my mouth. i will have him. nothing will stop me from having what i want. i just have to find a way. things i have learnt about the webcam experience. 1. always always place a towel underneath you and on the floor 2. move the goddamn camera instead of standing on a chair that has wheels, unless you can do a triple somersault off and land with both feel on the ground. breaking my neck would be hard to explain to friends and family! 3. ignore all messages from horny people demanding you do this that and the other. just go with the flow and do what you want. forget they are even there watching. 4. always but always make sure the bloody door is locked. visitors have the awful habit of turning up at the wrong time. 5. there is no five but it evens it out. *grin* and here comes my letter to jack....impure fantasy dear jack i followed your directions to the letter. i arrived at the bar at 11pm wearing that short red dress that you bought me last week. i know you must have been there somewhere but it was very busy so i just didn't even bother looking for you. you didn't want me to anyway. i felt a little lost on my own. though i wasn't really, was i? the bar had a pulse all of it's own. the music took me back. i love to love you baby - donna summer had me ready for the floor. i didn't have to wait long for a man to ask me. i imagined you watching me remembered how you like me to dance. i moved closer to this stranger until my pelvis was rubbing against his cock. he grabbed my arse and pulled me closer. i could feel him getting hard jack...he was talking to me but i have no idea what the words were. i was far away in my own mind. i went to the bar and ordered jack on ice (what else?) ... men approached me. i ended up sitting at a table full of men. the mens night out. i knew you would approve. i flirted with them all. let them know just how available i am. i told them i wasn't allowed to go home until i had sucked six cocks. the evidence had to come home with me. i went to the mens toilets with them. one of the men stood against the door. i got on my knees and waited with my mouth open. i think they were quite nervous in front of each other. i think they weren't used to a woman being so wanton. so willing. they didn't realize that this had nothing to do with them and everything to do with us. i sucked cock with that wild abandon of the truly nasty girl you adore. i was leant up against the wall while they pulled up my dress, checking out my cunt. i stood there playing with myself, dancing to the music in my head. pulled my tits out of my dress. let them be kissed sucked pulled twisted. patiently waiting. recklessly devoted to the experience. onebyonebyonebyonebyone....i begged for it i asked for it i wanted it. they came all over me. my tits my cunt my face my mouth .... i didn't bother to clean myself up. that was the whole idea. but that was only five men. i had one to go before i could go home and wait for you. i walked outside. started talking to the security guys....told them how nasty i had just been in the toilets. i was led to the back of the building. he held me by the hair as he pumped his cock in and out of my mouth....i didn't swallow. i let it dribble down my chin. he told me to wait. his partner arrived and wanked off all over my arse. i spread my cheeks and let him see my hole....told him you would be fucking it when i got home and how much he would like to see it covered in cum. i arrived home on fire. desperate for you to fuck me. to fuck me hard. i waited and waited. for an hour i sat playing with my cunt. i was so wet and willing. when you arrived you got me to stand in front of you and tell you everything i had done. i could see your cock was hard at my words. you told me i should play with myself for you. i squirted. you looked me in the eye the whole time. it is always so electric between us. you pulled me toward you and sat me on top of your cock. the relief was immediate. i need your cock inside me. it is a constant ache that i have for you. and then you kissed me. you kiss me like nobody else ever has. it is enough to send me over the edge. you press your finger inside my arsehole as you are cumming inside me. thank you jack. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 26 march 2003 danger in the shape of something wild stranger dressed in black she's a hungry child no-one knows who she is or what her name is i don't know where she came from or what her game is first things first. update. tess. she is a very very sexy woman who i am hoping to meet the weekend after next. i have never been with another woman so am feeling nervous and excited. i am going to take photo's of her and maybe a few of her man fucking her. he adores big tits so maybe he would enjoy wanking on to mine. i hope so. i was meant to meet with salad man yesterday. it didn't happen. miscommunication. but he has opened up something inside me that leaves me breathless. the past couple of weeks i have been playing online. using our webcam to expose myself. i sucked my mans cock in front of an nzp man. he came all over my tongue. i loved it. love it. i have downloaded and experimented with yahoo messenger. there are groups of people all with the same hunger. i have been a little consumed. two tripods set up for different views of my body. i have watched many men wanking for me. i found myself drawn to the over 60's men playing with it group. i had them all. watched each and every one of them cum. i loved it. using my fingers my vibe to play with my cunt. spreading my lips wide for them to see. playing with my tits. sucking my vibe. deepthroating it. yesterday i got myself into the state where i squirted. i got off on the fact that so many men were enjoying looking at my cunt and got lost in my own desires. i splashed all over my thighs. i have learnt a few things about myself as a result of this behaviour. there are days where i give myself over to the control of others. submissive. but those who call themselves dom don't know how to control me. they talk the talk. bitch whore you are mine you belong to me. maybe doms don't realize that the power of that relationship lays with the person being submissive. i have found myself bored with it. do this do that. nah. i do what i want. maybe i am just not submissive? *s* i have learnt that there are many more out there that are wayyyyyyy more kinky than i. i have met men who want to play my daddy, men who want me to snort like a pig, men who want to watch me piss, men who want me to stick pins into my tits.....the list goes on. at first i am shocked. at second glance i see it for what it is. boredom. cynicism. shock factor. and i don't play the game. they all think i am there for their benefit. i'm not. they are there for mine. *grin* but i will keep going for research.... now comes my letter to jack....all letters to jack are fantasy. and no doubt they will not happen....maybe some things are meant to stay inside. love it when you kiss me baby love it when i'm with you baby dear jack you must never do that to me again. it was wrong. plain wrong. there is no excuse. i am ashamed and humiliated at my own behaviour. you know i will pay dearly for this. the guilt alone will eat me alive. you know i am not good at controlling my selfish desires. is that what you counted on? when i arrived at the house and accepted that drink i had no idea what the consequences would be. i know you like to play games with me but this went beyond anything i could have imagined. i knew soon after that you had put something in my drink. that is your style. make me helpless. you know i never question you. the man whose house this was seemed so sweet and kind. did he know what you had in store? i was sitting on the floor at your feet. feeling woozy. but quite happy. listening to you both talk about life love and everything. i wondered when you would call me into play. the moment i had that thought you unzipped your pants and told him what a good cocksucker i am. you said but one word to me. suck. i got onto my knees and did as i was told. i licked and sucked your cock. you pushed my mouth down until i gagged. you were telling him how good it feels. that my mouth feels like silk. my breath hot on your cock. you pulled out and rubbed it over my face. he sat fascinated. his eyes focused only on my mouth. i imagined his heartbeat. his short breaths. was his cock hard? would he be next? you liked him watching me for some reason. i didn't understand. we had done this before. he got down and came so close to me that i could smell his excitement. you asked him if you should cum on my face. yes. it was barely a whisper. you pulled out and told me to poke my tongue out. seconds later i felt the heat of your beautiful cum as it splashed on my face. dripping off my nose on my cheeks on my tongue. i wasn't expecting it. he leaned forward and licked your cum from me. i sat still. you smiled at the sight. a victory of sorts. still i didn't understand. he went back to his seat. you liked that? he answered for me. yes he liked that. you told me to sit on your knee. you spread my legs apart until he could see my panties. you opened my shirt. he sat in silence while you showed him my tits. he gasped when you pulled my panties to one side. look at her. look at her cunt. it is wet. she likes this. this is what she was born for. she needs to be used. she craves it. stick your finger inside her. she won't bite. will you? no i won't bite. he sat forward and i saw his hand was shaking. gently he touched me. his touch was that of a feather. i wasn't used to it. i am used to you being harder on me. i could barely feel his fingers. i knew how wet i was. his fingers slid inside me. one two three. his face was red. he was flushed with excitement. you asked him if he could smell me. can you smell her cunt? she is excited. she wants you. you know you want her. pull your cock out. show her what you are going to fuck her with. i could see he was unsure. he seemed almost afraid of me. but that wasn't enough to stop him. you moved me to the floor. you held onto my hands. i spread my legs for him. he didn't take his pants off. he merely pulled his cock out. was this because he couldn't wait? or was he shy? those thoughts were swimming around in my mind. you were enjoying this so much jack. you could see his doubt. you could sense his reticence. he really didn't want to but he couldn't stop himself. he pushed his cock inside me. his face was contorted with something akin to rage. he looked into my eyes. it was as if he hated me. you were playing with your cock as he fucked me. he started calling me names. dirty filthy cunt. bitch. whore. he came within seconds. but the feeling lasted longer. i felt so bad. puzzled by this man. he got off me and i thought he would burst into tears. you laughed out loud. baby you just fucked a priest. as his cum was dribbling from my cunt i lay still. i am sure my heart stopped beating. were you being serious? you were so turned on. as i lay there watching him stare at his feet you stood over me and wanked. you looked into my eyes. triumphant. my biggest fear was following through on that fantasy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 16 March 2003 tempus fugit time flies. everything is coming together nicely. the confusion is giving way to clarity. feelings i have had about letting men down in regard to my sexual experiences are slowly changing. it has been a long road and i won't say that i don't sometimes find myself crawling backwards. all the energy i expend on worrying over my own limitations frustrate me. i am so used to pleasing men sexually that even now years after working as a whore i find myself coming back to that place. but no more. less more. instead of being paranoid about myself. i sit and think that the men i am after for my birthday party should be as i wish them to be. that this experience is for me. not them. these thoughts enter my mind more and more of late. i would like nothing more than to be surrounded by jack nicholson, harvey keitel, james gandolfini and if he must be young johnny depp. to look up and find them cumming all over my body - my mouth my face my tits my cunt. but i don't this will happen any time soon. so i will make do. as will you. *wink* i have been on the webcam a little the past week. it started sunday. one of the men watched from the comfort of his chair while i sucked my lovers cock. my man held the camera with shaking hands while i swallowed him whole. i poked my tongue out to receive his cum. i watched the anonymous man cum afterwards. yum. i found yahoo messenger and entered the realms of fantasy. i though i was a filthy minded whore until i discovered some of the men at these chat sites! i am almost squeaky clean in comparison. but i wallowed in the filth most of the week. fascinated. immune by friday. it's funny how quickly i assimilated. but i think these men weren't used to meeting someone like me. i think that most of them were playing pretend. it gets a bit boring after a while. i need more than that. i had a man last week who wanted to me to let him see me playing with myself on the cam. but i am here he said. i will wank for you. show your cunt to me. no. i will not. i am not here for you. you are here for me. end of story. i will do what i want when i want. sorry he said. i felt guilty. how ridiculous is that. it wouldn't hurt me to do what everyone wants but it wouldn't be honest either. and this is what i mean. i only want to do things that turn me on from now on. i have done my public service. now it is up to them to turn me on. phone sex. i have had a lot of calls this past month. it is something that i shouldn't be doing without my lovers permission. our rules. seems to me that i have broken a few. this started out as something for both of us but has turned into something different. this has become about what i want more than what we want. why should he not wish me to please myself anyway? why deny me anything my heart desires? who is anyone to say what one can or should do? i have become a selfish woman who will stop at nothing to experience sexual adventure. so be it. i so adore hearing the man on the end of the phone. hearing his breath. listening to his voice. hearing the words that are turning him on. i never fail to squirt. thank you. fantasy. writing the previous two fantasies has made me realize how far i have to go. they are both experiences i think about when i play with myself. perhaps i will never fulfill those. and i guess there are some things that are meant to stay in one's mind. and here is another..... i'm a sinner i'm a saint i do not feel ashamed I'm your hell, I'm your dream I'm nothing in between You know you wouldn't want it any other way So take me as I am This may mean you'll have to be a stronger man Rest assured that when I start to make you nervous And I'm going to extremes Tomorrow I will change and today won't mean a thing dear jack you want me to write of the experience we shared on friday night. here goes. of course i knew you were up to something. the way you came home early bearing gifts. the flowers. the wine. the perfume (diors addict) all wonderful. but i knew by the look in your eyes that there was something afoot. we showered together. i love the way the water falls over our bodies. the way your cock gets hard when you are washing my body. the way you kiss me under water. you know you drive me crazy. you wanted me dressed just right. no white. tonight it is black and simple. a black slip. nothing more. something less. you of course are dressed in casual elegance. the smell of your cologne (rochas man) is intoxicating. i am too excited to eat. i sit and watch you. you seem so calm but i know from experience that you are hyped. when i ask you what you have planned, you grin. something we both want. i drink my wine and wait. the music you choose is a clue. andrea boccelli. you know that is more me than you. i love the passion he exudes. the lighting is dimmed. i danced for you. pulled my slip up and let you see my cunt. it is smooth and pretty. show me your tits. i did. i pulled on my nipples, twisted them. the wine is making me light headed. you tell me our guest will arrive shortly. you want me blindfolded. i like that. the feelings are different. i don't feel as shy. i am hiding away. for now. the knock at the door made me jump. you kissed my cheek. here we go. i heard the high heels before i heard her voice. i heard him talking quietly to her. i heard her laugh. there is a part of me that wanted to pull the blindfold off and run out of the room. but i didn't. you told her to look me over. did she like what she saw? you told her she could touch me. i felt her hands on my body. say hello to jennifer. i did. i knew you were both standing close to me. but then you kissed her. i heard you both moan. you told her how beautiful she looked. how you couldn't wait to taste her touch her eat her bite her fuck her. my face was red. i felt humiliated and excited at the same time. usually you have no time for other women. i am all you need. but tonight you are here taunting me in front of this woman. i listen to you both removing your clothes. you tell me you are taking her to our bedroom. stay put. i can only imagine what is happening. my cunt is wet. soaking wet. but i can't stay here. i need to be closer to you to her to us. i need. i stand in the room. i can hear her moaning. you must be licking her. i imagine her watching me while you are using your tongue on her arsehole or maybe her cunt. you weren't happy that i had disobeyed you but you didn't say anything. instead you told me to walk to the bed. you kissed me. i could taste her cunt on your lips your tongue. cunt. you said. you pushed my head down. my first taste of cunt. lick her. your hand on the back of my head. put your tongue inside. taste her. i try to please her and i like to be pleased. i suck on her clit. your tongue touches mine. it is so hard to believe. we are both here doing this. right here. right now. you took my blindfold off. yes. she is beautiful. personally, i think all women are beautiful but i can see what has attracted you to her. you tell me to watch. i watch as you climb on top of her. i watch as your cock enters her. you watch me watching you. you tell me how wonderful her cunt feels wrapped around your cock. i am so incredibly turned on watching this. i want to see if she gets to the place i end up after you have fucked me. will she squirt? will she suffer the small death? but of course this is nowhere near finished. you want her to lie on top of me. kiss her. i feel her tongue inside my mouth. so soft and compliant. i hear myself moan inside her mouth. i am at a loss. the feel of her tits lying on top of mine. her cunt hot. pressing against my own. i feel your breath. you are licking both of us. pushing our legs apart. i feel the thrust of your cock. it is inside her. you are riding her hard. slapping her arse. we take turns at tasting your cock. i taste her cunt all over your cock. it is so sweet and sour. my own cunt needs you. please. i beg you. no. not yet. she is lying on the bed. you tell me to guide your cock inside her. her cunt is wet. soaking. you have me lick her arsehole. get it ready for you. i hold her arse cheeks apart. i watch your cock slowly disappear inside her hole. you kiss me. you fuck her. you kiss me. you fuck her. my fingers are inside my cunt. i suck them clean. you tell me to clean your cock. i take it all the way down my throat. you hold my hair. i can smell her on your cock. i can taste her. it is my turn. you tell her to sit on my face. i feel your cock inside my very wet cunt. there is an urgency to your desire now. i can barely breath but it doesn't matter. i like my face being covered with her cunt. she is kissing you. i can't hold it any longer. you pull out and start spanking my cunt. i squirt everwhere. i know it is splashing over both of you. you bring me to this. my cunt has taken on a life of it's own. it no longer belongs to me. it hungers on it's own. i feel you climb onto my body. lifting her off me. she is kneeling. i look up and watch as you cum all over her cunt. and i wait. it drips onto my lips. pay her jack. i want to savour this. thank you jack. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 6 March 2003 when i think about you...i touch myself dear jack thank you for the wonderful gifts you sent. i know they are really for you to enjoy but i just wanted to tell you that i appreciate your taste. i got a big surprise when the courier turned up yesterday morning. the pretty pink bra and panties are very sexy even if they are a little small. nothing you do is ever by accident though, is it jack? as was the dress. one size too small but very pretty nevertheless. i especially love the silky material and it does look nice on me. *s* the necklace perplexed me a little. a vial hanging from a beautiful gold chain. it is very beautiful. i ran and tried them on. and found you had included a note. i imagined you sitting in your office. as soon as i saw the note my heart beat faster. my hands started shaking a little. 1. shower. 2. dress and put the necklace on. 3. walk to the dairy on the corner and wait. 4. do as you are told. god. you never tire of these challenges. you are training me to become excited by the very thought of what is next. i love pleasing you like this. knowing that i arouse you. that i make you do things to me that no other man would. or could. or should. i waited for what seemed hours at the dairy. waiting for you to come along and pick me up. you didn't come. you phoned me and told me to do exactly what you tell me. you told me that there is a white car parked on the corner and i am to get inside. that there would be two men waiting for me. i didn't think i could do it jack. i squirmed. i felt ashamed that you had brought others into our game. but another part of me knew you would be pleased with me. that you would make sure i was safe. and i would enjoy the experience. i walked over with more than a little trepidation. i saw the car. inside were two men. one was very old and the other was about your age. they almost licked their lips when they saw me. i heard one of them ask me if this is what i truly want truly need. i whispered yes. louder please. yes. please. get in the car. i got in the back seat with the old man. i felt so shy that i could not even look at them. the feelings i had were out of control and i almost bolted at the traffic lights. i felt his hand on my thigh. he was pushing my dress up. telling his friend that i was acting shy. he turned my face to his and told me that i would enjoy the day. relax. sit back. let me look at you. i kept a picture of you in my head. and just as he was pulling my panties to the side you phoned. enjoying yourself? spread your legs for him. don't let me down. show him how good you are. just hearing your voice at the other end gave me the courage to spread my legs. i could smell the excitement coming from my cunt. he was running his fingers along my slit. put them to his mouth. you hung up. we arrived at the hotel room shortly afterwards. in the elevator ride up to the room both men started pawing me. pressing their bodies to mine. i could feel their cocks pressing against me. i was led to the room. or rooms i should say. it was a suite. fit for a princess. i didn't get much of a chance to look around though. i was pushed into one of the bedrooms. it was huge. obviously, you had set this up with a lot of thought. there was a webcam connected to the laptop beside the bed. the men were rough. they said you had told them to do with me what they wanted. i felt my dress tear from my body. my panties and bra removed. both men seemed to sneer at me. said to each other that they couldn't believe their luck. dance for us. pull your cunt lips apart and show us. bend over and let us see your arsehole. i watched them as they undressed. they were both big men. i stood between them holding both of their cocks. they were wet and sticky. one of the men started to kiss me while the other rubbed his cock on my arse. you would like to have seen that, wouldn't you jack? but of course you could. the webcam light was going and i realized you were sitting in your office enjoying my discomfort. did you have your cock in your hand? was it hard? wet? did you watch as they tied me to the bed? i couldn't move an inch. my hands were bound to the headboard and my legs stretched wide. they took turns at fucking me. biting my nipples. pounding their cocks inside me. one of the men put his hand over my mouth when i started to squirt. you would have heard me perhaps? i can't help being so vocal. i thought it was over once they had shot their cum deep inside my cunt. i was wrong. one sat over my face while i licked his arsehole. the other was wanking at the sight. they took turns at putting their cocks down my throat. holding my head by my hair. i was helpless as they lifted my legs and rammed their cocks inside my arsehole. first one. then the other. when one pulled out i would be made to suck it. were you ready to cum yet jack? i was squirting all over the hard cock inside my hole. i felt like i was nothing more than a sexual toy. not their toy. yours. they didn't cum inside my arsehole though did they jack? they both stood over me and told me to open wide. i watched as they wanked. precum dripping on my face. finally they shot their loads all over my face. did you like that? could you see it dripping down my chin? you like me being covered in cum. the phone rang. they held it to my ear. you told me that i had done well and you had one more surprise for me. there was a knock at the door. and in she came. she was beautiful. she walked toward me and spread her lips. i could see they were covered in cum. she told me she had just come from your office. you had been fucking her while you were watching me. she said i was to suck your cum from her cunt. the taste of her cunt mixed with your cum was enough to drive me over the edge. my screams were lost inside her. i left a puddle of my own cum on the floor. i must have done good jack as she came all over my face. of course you know that don't you? i was left alone. you phoned again. told me to collect any of the mens cum i could find. put it in the vial. you will drink this for me later. thank you jack. you are my inspiration. all ways. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 27 Feb 2003 shed your skin and let's get started dear jack i just wanted to write and thank you for taking me to the movies yesterday. you asked me to write about the experiences we shared so here goes. *s* i had never been to adult picture theatre before so i was a little apprehensive, as you know. i can't believe you had me dressed like that. you must have known that people would realize i couldn't possibly have been your wife or girlfriend. my heart was thumping when you took me by the hand and led me inside. it took a while for my eyes to adjust. i was very shy when you put my hand on your bulge in front of those people. their eyes were riveted. when we got inside the theatre you sat down and told me to remove my panties. i felt grateful that there were only four men there. but of course as soon as i took my panties off they all moved closer to us. that was your intention wasn't it? you and i have watched porn at your house before but never have i seen it on the big screen. i sat back and felt very sexy with my panties in my hand like that. you leaned over and undid the buttons of my shirt. i felt very exposed and vulnerable. did you find it amusing that i was so shy and unsure of the situation? you told me you were going to get me a drink of juice. so alone i sat looking at these huge cocks pounding inside big cunts. the two men who were sitting behind us moved into the seats next to me. i tried to pretend they weren't there. i silently begged you to hurry up. i heard a noise behind me and found two men sitting directly behind me. i could sense they were playing with themselves. god. were you watching my reaction from somewhere else? is that what that was all about? seeing me squirm in my seat surrounded by men. it seemed that at the same time, the two men sitting next to me placed their hands on my thighs. i wanted to flee the room and look for you but i didn't couldn't move. finally you returned. with the promised juice. you told me to sit on your knee. i wanted to move to another seat but you told me not to be silly. you told me to drink up, that i would feel more relaxed. what did you put in that drink? i could feel that you had unzipped your pants. your cock was skin on skin with my bottom. i leaned back against you. i heard you whispering to me but it sounded like you were a long way from me. look at her cunt. i am going to make your cunt that big. you can see inside her hole. do you like that baby? you want to get nice and big for me. the womans cunt was being fisted and i thought she would be in pain but every time he pulled out she would squirt all over his hand. another man was working on her arsehole. every time he pulled out her hole would stay big. your arsehole needs to be big like that. i am going to stretch your hole every day to make it just like that. i was squirming. i could feel my cunt was wet, no dripping. you lifted me up and i felt your cock sliding into me. the men weren't even pretending to watch the movie now. i was the main event. you liked that didn't you? i felt you deep inside. your hands started playing with my tits. pulling on my nipples. twisting them. making me gasp with the pleasure of it all. i didn't feel shy any more. i felt very free and relaxed. you moved me off and entered my arsehole. whispered into my ear that i was being rude to the other men. told me to take their cocks in my hands and wank them. i like doing what i am told. their cocks were already very hard and wet with precum. you lifted my hands to my face. wipe it all over your face. you kept very still. i could feel your cock twitching inside my hole. i tried not to move. one of the men came quickly all over my fist. lick it up. i did. i felt disgusting but i know you like it. the other man came soon afterwards. his cum dripping off my fingers. you lifted my hand to my tits and told me to rub it in. i did. you told me to thank the men. i did. i whispered it. louder, you said. thank you. one of the men behind us said it was his turn. you liked that. men taking turns. he was a drunk. he reeked of alcohol and sweat. i shuddered at the thought. so did you. the very thought of his filthy hands on me made you cum inside my arsehole. you moaned out loud and smiled afterwards. you turned me towards you. cum leaking from my hole. i heard you tell the drunk to suck me. he didn't need asking twice. his mouth on my arsehole was hot and dry. the thought of him sucking your cum from me made me feel so hot. my breathing changed. my heartbeat went up. you told me to cum. to squirt all over your cock. clean me with your cum. i did. i got a little loud and started squirting all over your lap. i could feel the mans tongue inside my arsehole his teeth. you turned me over and told me to squirt all over his face. i did. he was lapping it up like a man possessed. you were enjoying it so much that your cock was hard again. you don't usually get hard again so quickly do you? i could see my cum dripping from his beard. he was wanking his cock. you told him to show it to me. you held my mouth open and told him to cum inside it. most of it went in but some dribbled down my chin. you left it like that. the last man didn't need any stimulation from me at all. he simply aimed at my mouth called me a whore and sprayed. you had spread my legs and were spanking my cunt. you knew this would make me squirt again. on your knees. suck my cock now. let me see all that cum on your face. i sat between your legs and put your beautiful cock in my mouth. i know just how you like it. i can take it all the way down my throat. with my other hand i am playing with my cunt. i have three fingers inside me. you liked watching my face. look me in the eyes. the other men are watching me. i don't care. you pulled out before you came and added your cum to my already sticky face. i said thank you. you made me walk from the theatre with my panties inside my fist. the buttons of my shirt still undone and my face was wet with cum. all ways *JW* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 22 Feb 2003 wanted: 12 bad men after a lot of coercing many a blowjob and quite a bit of begging he has agreed. it has always been my desire to be covered in cum by many a man at the same time. to feel loads of hot cum spilling onto my body my face my mouth. the fantasy alone is enough to make me squirt. i imagine the men wanking together over me and my narcissistic side takes hold. wank over me baby! make me dirty with cum. of course in my fantasy there is also a lot of fucking going on too. filling my cunt and arsehole up. but that is something that will not happen in reality. sexual health. most important. do men like to wank together? could i arrange for maybe a dozen men to meet us in a hotel room? circle me and pull out their lovely cocks? could i lick and suck? could i touch and play? would you rub your cock all over my face? would you talk dirty to me? so now the plan is all go. this is to be a birthday present for me. *s* it will take place in a very nice hotel. the men i want will be very horny and very hot for this. the only camera in the room will be my lovers. he will take photo's but of course your face will not feature unless you permit it. one or two of the men will act as security for me and as such will get extra special treatment when the others have left. if this scenario sounds like something you would like to participate in then you must respond here or e-mail me at my hotmail address. i would prefer men over the age of 40yrs if possible. finally. the following are now on my "unable to send or receive response" list. Bah Humbug! I'm really sorry guys...it seems having a paid subscription means some of you (but not all...for some odd reason) cannot contact me. This list unfortunately is getting longer...c'est la vie baby. cunni Sharpy David26 14 Feb 2003 V.Day the morning started in the usual way. it was 5.30am and this is the time he comes in with a cup of coffee and a hard cock. he wakes me up by kissing me with his cock. he had been wanking over me while i slept and dripped the precum onto my lips. happy valentines day. he left and threw the wish for me to open my card at 9am. who can wait that long? as soon as i heard the door close i was up and running naked into the dining room. sitting there was a bottle of lolita lempicka which is a beautiful perfum in an exquisite bottle. it represents the apple eve tempted adam with. the card. it was handmade. it featured a photo of his cock on the outside. a photo of my cunt on the inside. it was covered in fresh cum. the words he had written. i knew you couldn't wait until 9am. you never did do as you were told. eat my cum. i want to imagine your tongue licking it from this card. this perfum was made for you. wear it with nothing else. i want to come home and find you naked waiting for me. waiting for my cock. my tongue. my hand. i licked up his cum. i felt nasty. i felt very horny. wanting. wanton. i spent the day preparing. i went shopping for food. i went shopping for something sexy. i went i conquered. i showered. i cooked. i waited. the day was so long. i had purchased a beautiful matching red bra and panty set. i took a long time to prepare myself. i kept looking for him. listening for him. finally he arrived and i ran to the dining room and sat underneath the table. i had made a wonderful smoked chicken salad so he could come in and eat straight away. my cunt was very wet with anticipation. he walked in the door and saw me. smiling he went and had a shower. came out naked and sat. come out and get naked. i told you. naked. no clothes. nothing. so i let him undo my bra and remove my panties and got back under the table. he ignored me while he ate his meal. i took his wonderful cock inside my mouth and started to suck swallow lick play. i loved the whole scenario. it is like we are on the same page. he knows where my head is and i please him. pleasure him. his pleasure is mine. his food is forgotten and he leans back in his chair and fucks my face instead. before he cums he pulls out and sprays all over my face. rub it in. i want it there all night. he takes me to the bedroom. you will be spanked for not doing as you are told. i knew this and i wanted it. he used his hand. flesh on flesh. the best. he spanked me until my arse was red until i was begging him to fuck me. he teased me. licking my cunt. arsehole. tits. face. my heart was beating so fast my breath was hot. he tells me to lie on my side while he enters me from behind. my favourite position. he squeezes my nipples with one hand and plays with my cunt with the other. he whispers sweet nasties in my ear. he grabs my arse. pulls me to him. hard harder. tells me sit on his cock. i start to squirt. everytime i lift off his cock. his belly is covered with my cum. he shoots inside me. i lift off and let his cum leak from my cunt. all over him. he doesn't have to ask. i get down and lick our cum off him. i adore him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 11 Feb 2003 Horny Housewives #8 I don't usually enjoy amateur pornography. I think this is in part because the people involved always seem to try so hard to be porn stars. I have nothing against pornstars per se, Rocco Seffridi being a case in point. I adore that man. Could there be a bigger pornstar than Rocco? *grin* But he has that extra something....he really gets off on his job. He seems to be there in mind & body. And this is precisely why general porn (especially American) doesn't make me hot. My only experience of amateur porn movies had bored me to tears. Every day people trying to pretend they are pornstars. There is no point in that. If I want to watch manufactured porn by plastic pornstars then I would and they would have those hot hard little bodies too! *heh* So I was rather disappointed that my man brought home Horny Housewives #8 for my viewing pleasure. I watched it twice! Unheard of in this house. The lounge was turned into our own version of a sleepover. Pillows and Blankets spilt across the room. Baby Oil. Handcuffs. Blindfold. He undressed me. He remained clothed. He handcuffed my hands. He sat back on the lazyboy. My nipples got hard. Just waiting. He pressed play. I heard his zip open and knew his cock was making an appearance. He had me sit on his knee with my legs apart. My back leaning on his chest with my head to the side. My hands over his head. Full access he said. I could feel his hard cock between my thighs. Already it was leaking. The movie started. I listened. He described the women. Their cunts. Their tits. Their actions. I could hear them. I could hear the arousal in their voices. I was very turned on by this. His hands started playing with my body. He squeezed my tits hard and pulled my nipples. He pulled them up for me to suck on. He rubbed his cock against my cunt. I was soaking. I listened to him. I wish I was licking her cunt. I would love to fuck that cunt. Her arsehole is perfect. It would look good with my cum oozing out. I would have her sitting over your face leaking it into your mouth. You'd like that, wouldn't you? Yes. He turned me over so that I was facing him. He wanted his cock inside me. It felt so good. In my head, I was imagining everything he was speaking of. How much I would enjoy watching him fucking another woman in front of me. How I would like to guide his beautiful cock inside another woman. How I would like to lick his arsehole while he was fucking her. It was too much for me. I had to pull off his cock and squirt. All over his cock....all over the chair....the floor....I didn't want to stop. He had me kneel in my come and suck his cock while he finished watching the movie. He rubbed his cock all over my face, it was so hot and wet and sticky. I loved it when he finally pulled my head down onto it. The feel of it filling me up. Every now and then he would pull it out of my mouth and slap my face with it. I like that. When he finally came it was all over my face. It was messy and very erotic. He fed it to me with his fingers. I thanked him. *s* I watched the movie again when he had gone to sleep. It really turned me on. I fucked myself with the vibrator until I squirted. I loved how these women were really aroused. I loved how they spoke. It was real. PS: Rand's & rustycm5 - unfortunately for me i am neither able to read nor respond to your messages because i am not a member. sorry. i have to admit it is driving me crazy not knowing what you are saying but there ya go....c'est la vie baby. xxx ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ feb 03 cum into my world there is this man. he wants to help me. i have been invited to partake in something different. having fucked for a living...you soon forget what turns you on and sooner than that you find it easy to flick the switch. am i turned on by sucking his cock by riding his cock or am i just acting? is it real or am i faking? truly you forget what it is you are driving striving for. so it has led to this. and here i am. on the lookout for my own real sexual desire. he wants me to milk a mans cock into a container. i will meet with this stranger. i will wank his cock. once i have his cum in my jar. i will leave. next i will meet up with this mystery man. he wants to meet me in a restaurant. he wants to watch me eat cum. pour onto the salad? take me to another place space. into the erotic. i haven't told my man of this mystery mans desire. is it my desire? does the thought turn me on? yes. it does. will it make his cock hard? will he wish it were his cum he watches me eat? the thoughts consume me. the kiss my man and i haven't fucked for a week. yes he has cum. yes i have orgasmed. but i haven't squirted. so it doesn't count. *s* last night, i leaned over and had to kiss him. as soon as my lips touched his...i could feel the pulsing in my cunt. my breath got shorter. my nipples got hard. i wanked his cock and devoured his mouth. it must have taken at the most 30 seconds for him to cum. you are mine. i thought. no fucking until friday. i may have to phone fuck with someone. i can't bare the heat. my body is aching for release. tomorrow. i have to. i can't seem to help myself. always *JW* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ feb 03 erotic erotic put your hands all over my body those are the words that tinkle through my head. i was lying on a bed. another day another hotel room. the door open out onto the beach. opotiki. brilliant sunshine. blue sky. late afternoon. he had packed my bags for me. taking only the clothes he thought i would need. who knew we would end up in this little slice of paradise. he knows the owner. who i am to call sam. that isn't his real name. i had no idea that my man knew him. we get to our room. he takes a shower and i zoom off into the sea. the water is still cold. where has the warmth gone that i remember as a kid? anyway. i get back to the room and find it empty. the shower beckoned me. i peeled off my swimsuit and washed the sea off. i climbed onto the bed and fell asleep. i was woken by the smell of crayfish mornay filling the room. he was back and he brought food. what more could a girl ask for? he fed me the best parts (what a man!) and opened a bottle of chilled white wine. afterwards we went for a long walk along the beach. me wearing a white sarong & white t-shirt naked underneath. i have really big tits so i felt self-conscious jiggling about but he insisted. we walked for about an hour. then he told me he wanted to lick my cunt. he led me to a pretty secret place and sat down. he wanted me to stand up and show him my cunt. i love when he takes control like this. i lifted my sarong up and spread my legs. no that isn't quite right. lift your t-shirt up. show me your tits. i did. he pulled his cock out and started wanking. play with your cunt. spread your lips. lick your tits. lie down. beg me to eat your cunt. please please please lick me suck me do whatever you want to me. he did. he wasn't gentle. it was rough and urgent. the air on my body and the feel of his mouth on my cunt made me cum. he wanked into my mouth. i love this. back at our room. he washes my body in the bath. slippery soap rubbed all over my body. i have a surprise for you. you will enjoy it. tell me you will do as you are told. yes. i will. he led me to the bed and tied me up blindfolded me. i heard him leave. when he came back he wouldn't talk to me. i felt his breath on my body. i was excited and impatient. fuck me fuck me fuck me. not a word. i felt my vibrator slip inside my cunt. he turned it on and started to fuck me with it. i couldn't take any more. i had to squirt. please take it from me i need to cum. he pulled it out and i started squirting. i heard him wanking. felt his cum hit my tits. then i heard the door open. i heard the camera. i made out four feet. the door closed. two feet. my man came to the bed and told me that a stranger had just come all over me. did i like that? covered in another mans come. you look like such a wanton slut. he climbed on top of me and started fucking me hard. rubbing another mans come all over my skin. taste it. he smeared it over my lips. i was confused shocked and suddenly felt very shy. you know you love that. tell me you love men coming on you. yes. i started squirting again. yes yes yes. i love it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Monday the days hot the nights long my sleep pattern has changed. i find myself falling into deep sleep during the day and wired..wide awake at night. we have no rules no worries no time. the clocks have all been stopped. the phone ripped from the wall. the gate has been closed. visitors have not been encouraged. i feel a little dazed and confused lately. *grin* it is as if we are in our own world and nobody can touch us. i don't know what has happened in the world this past few days. and i don't care. he is back. he is rested and relaxed and ready. always. for me. i will wear him out he says but he will go with a smile on his face. what he has done to me? you cannot imagine some of the experiences that have come my way but i will tell you this. tuesday night he tied me to the bed. blindfolded. naked. he lay down next to me and played with my cunt. are you hot? are you ready? are you wanting me? beg me for it! beg for me to fuck your whore's cunt! yes please please fuck me. nope. i will leave you alone to think about what you will do for me. he left. i heard him talking on the phone. i barely made out his invite to someone. come around and bring your friends. my heart started racing. he wouldn't. he came in and told me that he had invited his friends over. he said he might let them see me tied up. might let them fuck me. nothing you can do to stop this. inspected me. are you good enough for my friends? would they even want to fuck you? dirty slut. did i want them to? not like this. not without my being in control. i was struck by own helplessness. of course, i trust him and know he would not let me be hurt. he couldn't. he pressed the dildo inside my cunt. laughed to himself at how wet i was. slut. you are getting off on the thought of my friends fucking you! rammed the dildo in hard. you are so desperate for cock. your need to be full. your cunt lips are swollen. your nipples are hard. time to spank your cunt. if you are not turned on you will not squirt. i squirted. the more he spanked me the more i squirted. he stood over me. wanking. i felt the drop of precum on my mouth. i tasted it. the doorbell rung. he closed the bedroom door and left me. he shouldn't. his friends really did arrive! they were all out in the lounge. i heard four voices. heard the sound of bottles clinking. my ears were straining for sound. the door closed. music on. laughter. i have no idea how much time passed but at a guess would imagine it to have been an hour. in between time i had heard different men going to the bathroom. i heard footsteps. boots on the floor. door open. i lay so still that all i could hear was my heartbeat. thinking if i just made myself this quiet i would disappear. i would not be seen. i smelt the beer from his mouth. he was so close to my lips that i could have poked my tongue out and tasted it. not a single word was said. he was kneeling on the floor. i could feel his eyes devouring me. with no way to cover up i was as vulnerable as i could ever be. he blew on my cunt. his breath was hot. he pulled the dildo from my cunt and i could hear him sniffing it. he put the dildo to my lips and pushed. i sucked it. the taste of my self. but i wasn't happy. i felt violated. who the fuck was this? he left. i lay there feeling angry hurt and goddamn horny!! i had told him often enough that i wanted this but it was always the way i wanted it, with my own plans in place. but i was aroused. next. my senses were on high alert. i heard him coming way before he got there. felt his hands squeezing my tits. his mouth sucking my nipples. wine on his lips. felt him kneeling between my legs. knew he was looking at my cunt. he spread my lips open. stuck his finger inside. then two. then three. then four. i thought i heard him whisper. slut. i had still not said a word. this is not me i thought. i am someone else and she is mute. later. i hear the camera. this must be my man. but he says not a word. i hear the shutter. the zoom lens. i feel lipstick being applied to my lips. feel a tongue licking it off. feel a bite on my left breast. he moves up and bites my neck. whore. it is a whisper that i am sure belongs to him. stop this is all i whisper. please. he leaves. last. don't tell me you didn't enjoy that. let me see how much. your cunt is soaking. you wish they had fucked you. i promised them next time they can. just wanted them to get a taste. let them see just how much a whore you are. still my whore though. taste your cunt. here, let me wipe your face with your juice. how much there is. still need cock? want my cock? beg bitch beg. yes please please fuck me i am begging you. within seconds he is riding me. pulling my nipples twisting them. feel this. ramming it inside me so hard and so fast that i can't imagine how he can hold on. i feel him cumming. i feel his body tense. hear him groan like a man about to die. he moves from me. kneels on the floor between my cunt. squirt. he doesn't need to tell me twice. i squirt so hard and so much that his cum is the first to be sent from my body. i am now in the zone. no need for any touch now. i can keep squirting until he is tired of it. he tells me that he didn't let his friends come into our bedroom. that it was him. playing with my head. PS: tomorrow we go. it was meant to be today but the plan changed. we stayed in bed all day. *s* the road trip is sorted. i still have no idea what direction we are taking. he has packed my clothes. we leave in the morning. laptop is packed. camera. phone numbers. life...here we come! will write when if possible. always *Juicy Wench* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 19 December 2002 decisions departure and desire i have come to the conclusion that i am not going to go down the B&D road. it has taken me nearly a week of careful consideration. it seems to me that i am too inexperienced to take on such a role. and i don't know that i want a role to play. i have spent time fucking for money. as you know. i have no regrets. i learnt many a lesson along the way. but even before i did it for money i think i was removed from it. my sexuality was a commodity. i gave it away to those who took it. there is a switch i could turn on. it looked like i am hot for it baby burning for it but it was a ruse. i could make a man do what i want by turning on that switch. but being removed from my self like that isn't what i wanted. for me i think that it was that very switch that stopped me from being there. it wasn't until i met my man nearly a decade ago that i could actually be part of it. it was no longer an act. i think maybe that is why i was able to squirt. to bring the two sides of myself together and truly be free. to be me. though in truly hypocritical fashion i will still turn it on to get off traffic tickets and anything else i need done for me. *heh* so then i came here. i decided that there were other things i have yet to experience. and there are many. but sometimes i feel myself going back into the role of whore. giving the man what he wants regardless of my own desires. and i don't want to go back down that road again either. i have never had boundaries and it is time that i set myself some. *s* i always felt like i should do what he wants, whoever he was. now i don't feel like that. i will choose who i want to play with. who will join my lover and i. i will not be swayed. the people i seek are only there to serve my purpose. of course, if they get off on the experience that is wonderful but it is my own that matters to me now. i have met two women from nzp who capture my interest. so it appears my fantasy there is coming together nicely. of course i will let you know all the juicy details should this come to pass. there are half a dozen men who spark my imagination enough for me to enjoy. also there is also a man whom we have already had a 3sum with that will hopefully be able to play with us again. plans. (nzp are going to start charging a membership fee from february. i understand why this is necessary but personally i am unable to afford it. i have found a temporary home for my diary which includes pics and a few other items of interest. if you would like the address, feel free to message me. ) (it appears a world famous in new zealand magazine is going to use my diary which thrills me to pieces. i had never realized how much interest there would be in my words so it has been wonderful to find others enjoy reading it. thanks to all of those who have come forward and written me. it has been so lovely to get feedback.) my man is taking a month off work. you can't imagine how happy this makes me. i will get to fill up on him. my patience *hah* is being rewarded. he is taking me away on holiday. a sort of road trip. i have no idea where or when but it will be fabulous. i am very excited. he promises me that we will play along the way. i promise you that i will write my diary whenever i get the chance. i have already printed out the phone numbers of some of the people who have messaged me. expect me when you least expect me. *s* merry ho ho's and all that stuff. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 16 December 2002 Friday. thought about my two possible slaves all day. in fact, i made myself cum just thinking about what i would like to do to them. i was needing to be fucked ever so bad. took a hot bubble bath, listened to some soft sounds and ate chocolates. got a meal ready for my man. filet mignon. met him at the door wearing an apron and nothing else. again he was tired! i snapped. told him that he was to go and have a shower and get his arse out here for some fucking. we ate in silence. he knew that i wasn't to be messed with. i sat on the couch and told him that he should be down on his knees begging to lick my cunt. he did. i refused. i wanted to show him how frustrating it is, wanting but not getting. he sat in front of my cunt while i played with it. told him what he had missed out. told him about the many many men i could be fucking. told him that he had better satisfy me or i will find others who will. i told him about the slaves that are waiting to fulfill my every whim. he could smell the desire. i enjoyed watching him squirm. his cock was hard and dripping. i started spanking my cunt. and then i came. i told him to hold his mouth open. i grabbed his head and pulled him into me. bucking wildly against his face. i needed that. Saturday. woke up with his head between my legs. what a fantastic way to come back to life. he brought me breakfast in bed. he still hadn't cum. i turned over so he could play with my arsehole. it felt so warm and wet having his tongue inside me. he started sucking it begging to fuck it. nope. not yet. i had a shower. it was a kick seeing his desperation. oh you want me now? yes well.... that night he set the lounge up for a massage. candles burning. music soothing. it was wonderful. my body was so relaxed that i thought i might fall asleep. until he started massaging my clit. i felt that instant zing. awake and wanting more. my body was covered in oil. he sat on my arse and rubbed his cock all over me. i could feel his balls rubbing on me. he leant down and started talking dirty to me. yes. he knows what i like. i got on my hands and knees and told him to take me from behind. god but it felt wonderful. he was on the edge. please let me cum. i need to cum. no. i turned over and held my lips open. like this? want this? not too tired for me? look at my cunt. wank your cock. cum on my cunt. he didn't need telling twice. sometimes a woman just has to be strong. we showered together. equals now. i am no longer dominating him. he is no longer submissive to me. MISTRESSES, slaves and all that stuff I have included a message sent to two of the slaves that have offered themselves to me. Over the weekend I have thought about this carefully. It is a big step for me to take. I have brought my own man to his knees before but never a stranger. One of the slaves on offer is into pain. Can I bring myself to inflict pain even if it is at his bidding? Will that do something to my soul? Working as a whore taught me how to do something but be elsewhere in my mind at the same time. I might have been spreading open my arsehole for a man to enjoy but in my mind I may well have been lazing at the beach enjoying the sun. It is an odd thing. But what I am more meaning is...what will it do...to...for me? I thought it was I who wanted to let go of the control....be free of my self. By going down this path, have I given it up forever? Yes the thought of controlling these two men turns me on. I like that one is old and that both are very experienced in taking orders...wanting to please...meeting my needs. I have cum a lot this weekend and dominating these two slaves has featured. But I don't know that I am experienced enough for either of them. I don't know that I have *it* in me. Well, actually judging by the letter I wrote them it obviously is in me...but to be cruel...I don't know. Meantime slaves wait for me. Dear slave Your letter brought me a great amount of pleasure. It is so reassuring to find a man who truly knows his place. Cunt Worshipper. Toilet. Fuck Toy. Of course it goes without saying that someone like you would never be allowed to fuck me. The fact that I even allow you to be in my presence is enough. I envisage you already. I hope you do not make me wait too long for a photo. I need to see if you are worthy enough. It is good to see you enjoy pain humiliation and debasing your worthless self before me. I demand and command you to follow my every want and desire. I might like to see you piss in your pants. Make you walk around like this for my pleasure. Let everyone see what a dirty filthy man you are. Perhaps to sit on you on a park bench and piss on you. My portable toilet. That is what you are to me. But that is not all. I will expect you to lick my arsehole clean. Thank me profusely afterwards. Beg me to allow you a glimpse of my glorious cunt. Sniff and Taste Me. On your knees. I will pull open my cunt lips and piss inside your mouth. If you do not get it all. There will be trouble. I will torture your cock and balls. Stretch your arsehole. Mercy will not be given lightly. I will have you clean my lovers cock and hole. All dirty filthy men like you are useful for that. He will sit on your face while i spank your cock. Hard. Yes I have plans for you. I will post photo's of your worthless pathetic self for my pleasure. Let others see you for what you are. Cunt Worshipper. I want you to cum for me now. Pull your cock out and imagine me spitting on it. Worthless Little Penis. Not nearly good enough for a real woman. Stand up now and cum all over yourself. Use a spoon to gather it up and feed it to yourself. You must remember that I am not used to being dominant for others. So you I will practice on. br> *JW* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 13 December 2002 the night before... he is in bed before me. i slip inside the sheets and stare at the ceiling. i want him. i always want him. he has no interest. his mind is willing but his body is not. but he can't sleep. i put his hand on my cunt. perhaps i could help you was my suggestion. i slip down and take his cock in my mouth. he doesn't take long. i kiss him. my tongue deep inside his mouth. his hand on his cock. my hand on his balls. the sensation takes him over the edge. he cums all over his hand. i lick it all off clean his cock with my mouth. he is asleep before he can even pull the sheet over his body. i'm not. i go through my repertoire of fantasies. my fingers finding my clit. my nipples standing to attention. oh god help me. concentrate. a woman helping me in a changing room. let me help you with that. pressing her body against me. feeling her cunt against my arse. reaching for my tits. twisting my nipples. kissing me. kneeling down i am close to her cunt. i push her skirt up. move her panties to the side. smell her. lick her. taste her. finger her arsehole. it doesn't work. i am now frustrated and unable to find release. i go outside and dance naked in the rain until i get cold and feel a little better. i go to bed wet. curl myself around his body. i want him to stop being tired. i want him to want me. hurry up. i am waiting. insecurity masturbation & star signs i was talking to a friend of mine the other day. he was telling me about these group sessions he goes to. 40 men 8 women. and it made me think. the thought of the 40 men didn't bother me. it was the thought of another 7 women being a part of it that i didn't think i could cope with. funny thing to realize about myself. it could only ever be about me. i couldn't stand that i might not be the center of attention. well no that isn't really the truth. i couldn't stand that i might not be the most desirable most luscious most everything. and the truth is i am not. i am past my peek as far as my beauty goes which is most unfair when you consider that i am now at my sexual peek! masturbation. when i would dance for the men via webcam. yes they wanted to watch me but there was something more they wanted. they wanted me to watch them wank. i was kind of surprised at this but it was clear that most of the men liked to be watched. i guess women are used to being desired. we are used to being objectified. but men don't experience that in the same way. they don't get to show off their cocks in the same way a woman can show her tits and arse off. so i would sit and watch. are you watching me baby? do you like my cock? look how big it is! look what you do to my cock? i wonder. do men get to wank in front of their wives, girlfriends, lovers? is it something that you both cherish? my man tells me that this is not so. masturbation is not openly shared amongst most couples. is that true? why is that? i love to watch men wank especially if they are doing it for me. i have learnt how to please him by watching him wank. and i play with my cunt for him for myself with wild abandon. i like him watching me. star signs. i have noticed a weird little trend. the majority of men that contact me are scorpions. next would be cancerians. i wonder if this is because i attract those star signs or if it is that most of the men at the site just happen to be...it is a curious thing. the dance begins. the pieces of the puzzle are falling into place. pick me pick me pick me. i am driven crazy with this. it isn't a matter of me picking anyone. that seems to be the thing most don't comprehend. it is a matter of him her them finding me us. i am hoping that once i experience these different sexual adventures, i will be done. after all this is said and done i am going to educate myself on tantric sex. so i have a slave. well i have two actually. i haven't met them yet. but they are chosen. have yet to find a younger slave girl but if it is meant to be then it will. they both realize that i am a novice. i have thought of the scene often and think i will do fine. so if i focus on that experience right now then i can give it my all. i just want to add one more thing for now. i am surprised and delighted to find so much interest in this diary. i had always thought men were mostly visual animals but it appears i was wrong. and please. don't be offended with my replies to your messages. i am spending as much time as possible trying to respond with thought but sometimes i feel depleted. and to those using msn. if it looks like i am confused when you talk to me. i am. mostly people have different handles there and as i delete all my messages anyway...well you can imagine how hard it can be. sorry. i used to be able to be all things to all people but i can't do that anymore. i don't want to. i am just me. nothing special. nothing mysterious. just finding my way. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 12 December 2002 i waited for him. lay on our bed. naked. legs spread. fingers wet. wanting. he leant over me. kissed my cunt. breathed in my smell. exhausted. sleep. i lay awake. i started to caress my body. where to now? images came to mind. a powerful man. ala Tony Soprano. the ideal. his body his strength. imagining my head between his legs. sucking licking. my cunt was soaking. not ready yet. bukkake. tied to a glass top coffee table. men standing over me. wanking. watching their faces. seeing their passion. helpless. covered in cum. can't move it from my eyes my mouth my tits my belly my hair my cunt my legs my feet. aroused. squirting. unable to control the desire. i don't want to wake him. but i am overtaken with desire. i pull on my nipples press fingers into myself feel myself moving into the zone. he is asleep. has no idea that i am gone. i see the bright white colour of orgasm starting. flashes. my body temp has gone up my breath is hot and i start to squirt all over my hand. my body is rigid and i so want to scream out. i rub my juice all over my body. i am done. it isn't long enough but it is enough to send me to sleep. so today is another day. i slept fitfully. i would wake and feel dampness underneath me. god i wish i had used a towel. he woke me up at 5am by kissing my cunt goodbye. running his tongue inside me. kissing me. i love the taste of myself. another day. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 11 December 2002 there is something appealing about a man with money. money does things to a man. a man of means has one thing that a woman wants. it isn't money. though of course money does make it easier for him to spoil her. money does not give a man class style sophistication sex appeal. it gives a man confidence. it is this confidence that appeals. of course you don't need money to be confident. just ask the "bad boyz" out there. they know the trick too. women enjoy a man who gives off this energy. of course i can't speak for all women and i can't speak for any men. but this is what i have observed. powerful men. now there's an aphrodisiac. a man who can make things happen. i always had this desire to be hired based on the sexual favours i would perform for this man. he would phone me at night and tell me what to wear. or even better he would have clothes delivered to my home. i would be available for him from the moment he steps into the office. lift your skirt. unbutton your shirt. suck my cock. spread your legs. lean against my desk. walking around with cum dribbling down my thighs. entertaining his clients. sitting underneath his desk sucking his cock while he is busy talking on the phone. beautiful cock yesterday a man made contact with me. he is the first man my lover and i had a 3sum with four years ago. he had the most beautiful cock. i remember it well. it was memorable. and yes big cock doesn't make it any more beautiful but it was big and smooth and silky. i remember watching my man sucking it. watching him try to get it all into his mouth. he couldn't. i guess cock sucking is a learning experience. the feeling of having two cocks in my mouth at once was exquisite. so hi to you again... yesterday i had phone sex again. yes i am getting rather addicted to the sounds of a man wanking cumming breathing heavily moaning...it is such an erotic feeling. i squirted. i hadn't expected to so it was a surprise. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 10 December 2002 discreet disease drug free big cock funny how important we think it is to advertise these. as if we would perhaps advertise that we are not discreet. or that we are diseased and drug addled maniacs. and how important is that big cock anyway? i wonder who told a man that big cock was the it factor when it came to pleasing women. i have never found big cock to be a factor in a mans ability to fuck well, in fact it may well exclude him from certain types of fucking. it is truly what is in a mans mind when he is pleasing his partner that can make or break the spell. if he is in this for himself he will ram it in hard and cum. he will not pace himself. he will barely even be aware that there is a woman on the end of that cunt. and if he is not aiming for her pleasure then she will turn off and fake it. end of story. enough of that. sex for me this weekend was a mixed bag affair. my man is busy. he is working 13hr days and is coming home stressed and tired. this is not too good for a juicy wench. i pout. i try to understand. truly i do. but at the end of the day my desire for him is beyond all reason. i want him. i need to feel his desire for me. but he is too tired for me. he did his best. we both went into maximum effort. he got me aroused. i was in the zone. but in the back of my mind i could feel his lack of concentration. i ignored it. he made me squirt. this was such a major release for me. he led me to the bathroom and got into the bath. i stood over him. he looked up at my cunt and told me to fuck myself with my fingers. i did. his looking at me his hunger made me squirt. all over his body. he put his head under me and washed his body in my cum. it was dripping off his body his hair his mouth. i lay on the floor and he sat between my legs. he started wanking for me. spanking my cunt with his cock. kissing me. tongue deep inside my mouth. tasting of my cum. he came all over my cunt. i asked him to clean me with his mouth. i watched him suck his cum up. it made me squirt again. he leant over and kissed me...dripping his cum into my mouth. very erotic. but i detached somewhere along the line. i am so in tune with him that it almost felt like we were not quite in sync. it was not good. i felt like i was working. it was my fault for pushing him. i wish i were not quite so demanding. i tried last night to make up for it. he couldn't sleep. he tossed and turned. overtired. so i slipped beneath the covers and took his beautiful soft cock inside my mouth. i crave the feeling of his cock in my mouth. the way my lips cover it and my tongue caresses it. i think this is one of my favourite positions. sucking cock. his cock. he puts his hand on my head and pushes me down. i pull on the skin around his balls, tugging it gently as he has shown me. i run my finger down to his arsehole and massage it. he has abandoned himself. he is at one with my mouth. i know the only feeling that is in his mind body soul is the feeling of my mouth wrapped around his cock. he cums deep inside my throat. i clean his cock with my tongue. he is asleep within 30 seconds. i am awake. i roll his cum around my mouth. savoring his taste. i am happy to have pleasured him. i was reading my diary on Saturday. it is the first time i have gone back over my words. i found that the words are falling off the page with every new word i post. so i have found another home for it. it is a record that i will keep going until i die. that is the plan anyway. it was interesting going back. i found that my first plan was five men and myself. then six. then twelve. i have calmed down a little since the beginning of the diary. i am finding out more and more what i don't want when it comes to this advertisement. so that will eventually leave me with what i am looking for. kink i want to meet those people who get off on something other than the ordinary. i am not at all bothered by a person's looks or body or cock size. i want to see inside. find out what secret desires you have that you cannot share with anyone else. you can tell me anything. i have heard it all before. i am unshockable unbreakable. tell me do. i have done some pretty unusual things in the name of sex. nothing surprises me. positions available ;) i want a wo/man slave. someone i can use and abuse (but only in a good way) until i tire of them. this will not be about that persons pleasure. only mine. i want a very old man. a man who is old enough to know better. a man who may remain clothed while i sit naked on his knee and play with his cock. i want a room full of men. it will only be their cocks tongues hands fingers that i will address. i will direct all the action. the pleasure will be all mine. i want a woman. alone. just her and i. i want to seduce and be seduced. there is no harm in wanting, is there? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Fantasy What a lovely word. Fantasy. It comes from the Greek word phantasia meaning 'imagination'. We all have fantasies I suppose, some more raunchy than others. I think I became so obsessed about my own fantasies that they started to impose on my life. I wanted to experience them. And this is all fine and dandy until you cross the line. I have fantasies that I dare not even write about. And that is ok too. In fact, that is probably best. The fear I think is when I get restless inside. And I need to go outside myself. Take it to the edge. The thrill of danger. The excitement that comes from taking a risk. I am intelligent enough to know that I need to keep myself safe from harm. 12 Good Men I might fantasize about fucking twelve men or being fucked by twelve men but the reality would be different. In my fantasy they behave exactly as I desire. They touch taste smell feel talk as I want. But really it would not be this way. They would think they were there for themselves for their own fantasy. And therein lays the problem with fantasy. What if it isn't as good as you fantasized? Because invariably it cannot be. So I reach for the extreme. Safe with the knowledge that this will not come to pass. The Priest In my fantasy. And remember this is one I can write about so that alone says something of the darkness. I should start by saying that I am a strong believer in God. I am a spiritual woman. But that is another side of my self. Not to be tainted with my darker desires. And why a priest? Well I imagine it would be Jesus himself that would be the brunt of this fantasy but then I could never fulfill it. You see? That is the danger I pose to myself. It is possible to take this from fantasy to reality. What could be more obscene than seducing a man of the cloth? Soon. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 7 December 2002 8.45 am I have kept a diary from the age of ten but never shared it before. I learn so much about myself from this writing that it is truly a wonderful outlet for me. I am happy that others are enjoying it but feel I must stress that this is for me. I get messages from people wanting me to tell this that and the other to make their cocks hard cunts wet but that is not what this is about. It is not what I am about. It is about honesty and truth. It is about uncovering a cover-up. A mystery. Of sorts. There are pieces of the puzzle that are slowly coming together. I have met some here who have really challenged me and enlightened me with the ways of men. I love that. Women Call Men Respond. When a man picks up a woman he is truly thinking himself suave and sexy perhaps irresistible but it is the woman who has picked him up. She will make the ultimate decision as to whether or not he is going to fuck her tonight. But as usual I am getting ahead of myself. There is so much I want to write but it is all coming out higgledepiggeldy. Take a breath. I watch people. I see a young woman. She is beautiful in her youth but reeks of insecurity. I want to shake her and tell her that this is her peak. This is when she has the most power. I don't envy young people at all. Now I am at the age that I appreciate beauty for what it is. I see the man walking along with his family into some mall. He is in his forties perhaps. He has the look of resignation on his face. It says, oh this is it this is what there is to life no less no more I was tricked I wanted more than this. I am working hard and giving my all but I am not getting a thing. His face just looks beaten by the world. And then I peek at the woman. She is wearing the mask of a mother. She has learnt that he cannot give her what she needs that nobody ever gave her what she wanted so why should he get his. She is bitter and maybe a little resigned to her fate. She is not a Goddess to him. She sees him look at the young hot babes on TV on the street in the magazines and gives up. She doesn't look like that. But the truth is... The truth is she is everything he really wanted. He started off with good intentions. He would treat her like a princess and bring her ruby's and gold. She wanted to give him her all. She would love him and care for him and make him happy. But what happened to that? Somehow she found that sex was her only weapon and she could abuse the power whenever he displeased her. So he dreamt of hot young babes begging for his cock. So he went out with his friends. So he gave up. If only... If only women would realize that men want to please them. If only he would see she needs to be desired. She needs to be treated not like a princess but a Goddess. All women have the Goddess within but most are too insecure to let her out. It's a funny old world we live in. We wear the masks and we walk through life without truly experiencing what it means to be intimate. What a stupid waste of life that is. I know because I lived that life for a while.... I met this man. Fell head over heels. All was wonderful. Until. He told me I was too kinky. Just when I had let that Goddess out too. And I wasn't half as kinky then as I am now! I stopped in my tracks and pushed the rewind button. No more of that. We still had sex. I just didn't partake in it. I was away being fucked by strangers didn't even know when he had cum. I stopped enjoying sex. And you know without good sex there is no good can come from anything. I lived this way for three years. I went on holiday to visit with a girlfriend in Palmeston North. I went at the wrong time. It was exam time for her. So the first night there she took me off to the pub. She went home early. I stayed until I not only knew the band but had also been voted "best tits in the pub chick"! I had started. I drank and danced and talked to everyone. I made a man cum in his pants just by dancing with him. I had pulled his hips to mine and pressed his cock into me. I could feel it harden and the thrill was back. I loved that he lost control. I made pals with the taxi company that night because for the life of me I couldn't remember where my friend lived. T'was a great night. The next night the taxi driver took me out on the town. We visited every bar in the place and didn't even have to hail a cab. But still I was faithful. He introduced me to Duncan somebodyorother. He was sweet and quite a bit younger than myself. In fact, I had forgotten about him until last night. There is this mansion in PN. I don't know the name of it but it is quite famous for it's age. I think it has been done up now but when I got shown through it by Rex the cab driver who was taking care of it at the time it was old and run down. I ended up with Duncan in one of the old rooms. And I made him cry when he came. I had never seen that before. He told me he had never experienced fucking like that. His orgasm was that intense. He was a very sexy young man. So that was the beginning and the end. I came home and left again. There followed a myriad of males. I ate them up and spat them back out. I would see who might tickle my fancy and zoom in. All it took was the look. I would hold his eyes and poke the end of my tongue out perhaps even lick my lips. He would know. And I would take him home. Wally Lewis. Some might remember him for the great league player that he was. I met him in a club when they were here on tour. Nobody liked Wally. He was the bad boy. My girlfriend had forced me to come to the club in the hope of meeting them. I wasn't the slightest bit interested. Spent most of the night talking to their physio and throwing back tequila slammers! And then it happened. My girlfriend dared me to take Wally. So before I knew what the hell I was doing I had walked over to him and asked him if he had ever tasted a kiwi tart! I mean really. I did that. And the next thing I knew I had dragged this man off to the fire escape. Not a great place to do anything really. I held onto the stair rails while he licked my cunt. I didn't cum though. But I liked the look of his face between my legs. Then I did the same for him. Except after he had cum in my mouth I started to fall backwards. Not a good look. I nearly broke my neck! The headlines in the paper would have been awful! Chris. Now here was a man who held my interest. I looked at him in the bar and knew he was mine. He had the look of a wealthy man who got what he wanted. He walked over to me and told me that I was most fuckable. I like that in a man. Flattery. heh. Anyway, I had drunk far too much straight bourbon to think straight let alone fuck. He booked a suite in a hotel and I spent most of the night throwing up. Lovely. The next day he took me home and within an hour called me. He came back. We fucked. He was smug in himself. He wasn't a good lover. Finally I snapped. All the men I had been fucking over the years and I had had enough of not being pleasured. Before he left I told him what a disappointment he was. That I would not be seeing him again. Well. He became obsessed. He had to prove himself. In the end I let him. And he redeemed himself or maybe it was that I simply demanded more. More more more more more. But he died. It wasn't anything to do with me but still he died. I don't know how. He was a married man and buried by the time I found out. So what am I saying. I am saying that I found a key. The key is not to fuck only with your body but with your mind also. That is what makes it work. But I can't leave out the heart. Put the heart mind and body together and that is what intimacy is all about. And the beat goes on..... So I have this. The whole heart mind body thing is happening. There is intimacy. There is respect. There is love. So what am I doing here? That is the question. It is as if I am not done yet. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 5 December 2002 Battle of the sexes - A Rant What does that mean? Is there a battle raging within each of us for control and power over the other? I think not. I think we dance together and most of the time we are in tune but sometimes we don't hear the same beat. Or something like that. She is kneeling in front of me. My cock is in her mouth. It starts off so soft and pliable. She likes it like this. I look down at her and the feeling settles inside. My cock is getting hard. Her mouth is soft and warm and inviting. I can feel her tongue licking lips sucking breath hot. I cannot help but push further down her throat. It looks so good. She looks at me. I like to see her eyes. Her throat opens up and accepts all I have to give her. She goes to the base of my cock. I can feel my balls close to her lips. I put my hand on her head. Through her hair. Pull her closer and closer. I am fucking her face. I sneer and he leer at her. I have the power. She is at my feet. She is mine. I am kneeling in front of my lover. His cock is inside my mouth. I know how he likes it. I will start slow and enjoy the softness. I will wrap lips over his cock moving my tongue over him. I can control how fast this will go. I can draw it out. Make him stay in the pleasure zone for as long as I want. I look into his eyes and feel the heat coming from inside him. He is utterly helpless. He can push my mouth down onto his cock. I can take it all the way but if I choose he will feel nothing. He can pull my hair but it is a pain that only he will feel. I am fucking his cock with my mouth. I have the power. I may be on my knees sucking his cock but I have control. He will cum when I decide. Does he realize this? He will cum where I decide. His orgasm will depend totally on my whim. I can give and I can take away. Power and Control. That is what this is about. We both have the illusion of power and control. But it is this exact power and control that I fight to free myself from. Take it from me! I want to be free of my self. But it seems to me that this is part of being human. Does anybody ever really has this elusive freedom? We are slaves to love. Personally, I believe it is the male who is the most romantic of the sexes. Big teddy bears full of love but the most misunderstood animal on earth. Women. We make deals. You do this for me and I will let you do that to me. And why is this? What is it that women truly desire? To be looked after. Oh the feminists out there would tie me to a tree and scream at me that this is not so. But it is. So there. When I was a teenage girl. I had no idea what my body was worth. I would watch the men watching me and wonder what they really saw. Now I wish I could have bottled it. It is worth a fortune. But you see young women don't understand this yet. We are perplexed about such things. We end up getting fucked by someone who is not interested in what we feel who we are where we come from. It hurts. Physically. Mentally I don't even know that we are there. It is just a thing that we did and now it is done. We go back to our friends and ask each other if this is it. Really? That is what the fuss was about? It was not even close. I can only imagine the teenage boy. I haven't really a lot of experience with them other than pure friendship. I loved being with the boys. Because they were good to me. They took care of me. I was the one who may very well be fucking other guys but not them. I was part of the crew. So I take my words from them. They look at girlie mags. The beautiful unobtainable woman who is spreading her legs. Goddess. Oh baby I would fuck her they say. They feed their sexual appetites with these airbrushed babes. When they wank they see a photo of an airbrushed beauty. Who can measure up to that? But at least they have the knowledge to wank. I don't recall that ever being talked about. Well yes I do actually but I was about 18 by then. We talked about what we used. My friend Karen used a vacuum cleaner, turned it onto blow and said it was awesome. Linda would let the shower head run onto her clit. I would think about my dirty fantasies. It certainly wasn't pleasure we got from men. The sex was boring. In fact, I recall telling them that fucking did not count if I didn't cum. Practically a virgin I would say. I lived that life for too long. It wasn't until I was 29 that I finally had a really good orgasm. Previous to that I would either fake it or I wouldn't trust it. I would put a stop to it. I have no idea why. Maybe it was that control thing again. I was afraid of losing it. So I would stop. Turn off the switch. But then he came into my life. It started with an orgasm and grew into multiple orgasms. If you can give your lover multiple orgasms and truly they are only one step away from single orgasms....you just don't stop when she is having one...you continue on and break through to the other side....anyway...once she is having multiple orgasms you are but a footstep away from squirting. That is what we should be aiming for. Every woman can do that and every man can help her obtain it. It is not elusive. It is waiting. And it is deserved. I have gone off on a rant tonight. I have these thoughts spinning around my head. I had come here to write about my priest fantasy but once again these words have taken over. C'est la vie. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 03 December 2002 I provoke him. I know this. I drive him insane. My passion is relentless. It is the colour of fireworks. Just when he is relaxed and satisfied I am crying out for more. Demanding. Stamping my foot. So I go outside the ordinary. Push. Oh he has his kinks. He introduced me to these at the very beginning. His fantasies are nearly as dark as mine. He had fulfilled many of those by the time we found each other. I was coming from behind. He is responsible for my insatiable appetite. So now it is up to him to feed it. But I am taking it slowly. I met *Mr Smith* via NZP. He is an older man. I do find older men so very sexy. I am sure I have mentioned this before. He isn't interested in fucking me. He doesn't want me to suck his cock. He just wants to be a part of our fucking. He wrote asking if he could listen to me while I am being played with by my man. I printed out his profile to show my man. He checked it out. Asked me what I wanted. Do you want an old man to wank on the phone while he listens to me fucking you? Yes. Do you want him to hear you cum? Yes. Do you want him to hear you sucking my cock? Yes. Will you let him hear me spank your arse? Yes. Without further ado. I wrote and we set up a time. Saturday. 8pm. I was excited. It fed my perverse desire to be a part of someone else's fantasy. I wasn't dressed in any particular way. It had been a hot day so I was wearing black lycra shorts (no panties) and black singlet. Not my most sexy attire but there you go. We looked around the house to see where we would play this out but decided that the best place for me would be the bed. We started after dinner. He was sitting at the computer looking at porn. I stood looking over his shoulder when he decided that it would be far better if I got down on my knees and sucked his beautiful cock. Every now and then he would stop looking at the monitor and just look at me. He put his hand onto my head and pushed me down further. Are you excited? Yes. Are you a fucking whore? Yes. Do you live only for me to use and abuse? Yes. The bedroom was ready. There were towels toys cuffs. My cunt was dripping. I could feel the dampness spread to my inner thighs. I am a wanton woman. He called at exactly 8pm. I was laying on my stomach talking to Mr Smith. I described the scene to him and asked him to tell me where he was. He was sitting in his car with his hand inside in pants. He is a married man who could only talk to me away from home. My man pulled my shorts up to get a look at my arse cheeks. He dipped his finger into my cunt and then pushed it inside my arsehole. I describe as best I can what he is doing to me, how I am feeling to Mr Smith. He asks me questions. What is he doing to you now? He is licking my arsehole. His tongue is pushed inside. Do you like that? I love it. It feels like he is devouring me. My man shifts. He sits astride me facing my feet. He pulls my shorts up and starts spanking me. He holds the phone so Mr Smith can hear. He pulls on the shorts. This causes the material to be pulled tight over my cunt. My shorts are soaking wet. He turns me over. My lips are swollen. Pulls my shorts off. Mr Smith tells me he is pulling his cock out of his pants. It is wet. He tells me how much he is enjoying listening to me. He wants to hear how wet I am. He tastes his precum. I can only imagine how sexy he looks. He spreads my legs. Ties them to the bed. I like this feeling. I like it more when I can't move at all but it is too hard to talk on the phone with my hands tied up. With a free hand I can play with my tits. I pull on my nipples, pinching them. My man is using a vibrator on me. It drives me crazy. He pushes it right inside and then pulls it out so he can see how big he is making my hole. He leaves it on my clit, it is almost too pleasurable. I start coming. Slowly at first. Then he starts to spank my cunt. This is all I need to start squirting. Mr Smith can only hear me screaming now. I am too loud. The neighbours must think he is killing me! He slips his cock inside me. Bites my nipples while he rides my cunt. Mr Smith listens to me sucking his cock now. I can taste my cum all over his cock. I love it. He fucks my mouth. Wants to come. Stops himself. Stands over me and drips his cock onto my face. Mr Smith is breathing heavily. I can tell he wants to cum. I love the power. I have two men who want to cum because I am a good slut. I want him to cum on my face. I tell Mr Smith that he is wanking his cock close to my mouth. That he will cover my face with his cum. I will open my mouth and beg him to cum. I can hear them both. Mr Smith is cumming in his hand. I imagine the scene. I am turned on beyond belief. I wish I was there watching him. I feel my mans cum spurt. Most of it inside my mouth. My tongue is out waiting wanting. I love his taste. He grabs the camera to take a photo for Mr Smith. Cum dribbling from the corner of my mouth, covering my tongue before I swallow. Mr Smith thanked me. Hung up. My man lay next to me and continued to bring me pleasure. Did you like that? Yes. He pushes the vibrator inside me again. In Out In Out. He asks me if I need more? More what? More men. Yes. How many men do you want? 12. Would that feed your hunger? Yes. Whore! Yes. He tells me his fantasy to fuck me after I have been used by a lot of men. How I will beg for him to stop. But will I? Will I ever be satisfied? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 27 November 2002 conscience, confession and consequences I had to tell him. My daytime exhibition was eating away at me. I knew that he would not be happy with me but the truth had to be told. I waited until after dinner. While I was giving him a massage I told him I had something to confess. I gave him the short version and waited for him to respond. He turned around and looked me in the eyes. He quietly asked me questions. Who is he? Why did you choose him? Did you see him? Why didn't you ask me first? Are you sorry? He reminded me of our rules. That neither of us do anything without the express permission of the other. That we have no secrets. That he decides who gets to play with me. He asked me what I thought my punishment should be. I was mute. He told me to pick a number between 50-100. I chose 50. He got me on my hands and knees and proceeded to spank my bottom with his hand. With each slap I counted and told him that I belong to him. My cheeks were on fire. He really gave it his all. After he caught his breath he leaned back on the chair and told me to suck his cock. It was dripping. He grabbed hold of my hair and pulled my mouth right down on to the base of his cock. I was gagging. But clearly he knows that I can deep throat so it was more a matter of me getting into a rhythm. He pulled out before he came and sprayed his cum all over my face. I got up to wash it off. He stopped me. He said that as I obviously enjoy being such a whore I should leave it there to dry. He rubbed it all over my face. It was sticky and I felt disgusting. He decided that I should re-inact this park scene for him. But it was already 10pm! He told me to dress the same but without a bra. We drove to the park and I led him to the bench where I had sat. There wasn't anybody around. He pulled up my skirt and sweater so he could clearly see my cunt and tits. Then he walked away. Into the shadows. I had been instructed to play with myself, that I was to squirt all over the bench for him. He would shine the torch on me from time to time. I knew he was wanking and the thought of him being so close really excited me. It didn't take long before I started squirting all over myself. I could feel my skirt around my arse was soaking wet and the cum was dripping down my thighs. He came out of the shadows and led me to the car. He had me lay against the hood while he checked out my cunt. He called me a dirty whore and proceeded to spank my cunt. This just made me squirt more until I was beside myself and accidently set off the car alarm! He took my skirt off, telling me he didn't want me to wet the car seat. We went home. His cock must have been throbbing by this stage. I know he was very very turned on. We went inside and he got me to tell him the thoughts I had experienced at the park. How much did I need to be fucked? He had me beg for his cock. His cock was as hard as rock and his balls were tight and felt ready to explode. Finally he buried his cock inside my arsehole. My cunt was too wet for him to enjoy. It hurt. But in a good way. I went to sleep with his cum inside me. He is going to wash me when he gets home from work. The idea is for me to walk around today with a cum smelling cunt...just to remind me. I am his. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 23 November 2002 A Girl Like Me... This was meant to be my night. My night of finding out what it is like to eat a woman's cunt. To feel a woman's touch. The plan had been set for a week. We went out with some of the people he works with. There were four other men and their women. It was fun. Every now and then my man would remind me that I would be fucking a woman later on. I would blush and feel the ache in my cunt start all over again. After many a glass of wine we left. It was suggested we all go to a strip club. The wives were not interested. I think they were but were too afraid of going against the grain. They were not expected to go. There was no question that I would be going. I knew it was there that I would be having my fun. The club was dark and smoky. What do you expect? It looked sleazy. I like that. It was not pretentious. It did not set out to titivate. It invited you to be seedy. It had no excuse. There was no need to be subtle. It yelled out...here I am...a fuck house.... We watched women strip. I loved it. Of course, I would have preferred them not to be so coy. I would rather they had spread their cunt lips for all to see. I wanted them to bend over and show off their arseholes. I wanted to see hunger. But it is just a job to them. At some point I changed my mind. I got scared. I decided that I didn't really want this. What the hell was I thinking? He had already told his friends that I was going to be fucking another woman. They would sneak a look at me from the corner of their eyes. I could feel their discomfort. I wasn't playing the role they had imagined for me. Suddenly I felt shy. He pulled me to my feet and stood behind me. He was grinding his cock into me. Dancing. Dirty. That was ok. But I couldn't go through with this. I told him. He told me she was bought and paid for and I should feed my fantasy. Either I fuck her or he would. I left. So that was that. I don't know what the hell went wrong for me. I felt so shy and unsure of myself. I am used to pleasing men. That I can do. I am frustrated with myself. It seems I am not as wild as I thought! I cannot let go. I am not free. Yet. The search for my freedom continues... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 22 November 2002 Friday night. I love Friday nights. It is the night that one really unwinds. We remove the skin that covers us during the week. The face that smiles at people who don't deserve it can relax into place. The strain of being what society expects of us is cast into the wind. But I was feeling guilty. As much fun as my dabbling in exhibitionism was. I felt bad. I could barely look at my man when he got home. I slunk away to bed early. I read. Lost in someone else's life, I didn't have to think about what I was keeping from him. He had a smoke. His only real vice...besides me. His sexual energy comes to the fore. He becomes primal animal in his desires. But I ignore it. I don't feel I deserve his passion. So I lay on my belly and keep reading. I kept reading even when he knelt at the end of the bed. I turned the page when he ripped my panties off me. When he pulled my legs down so he could lick my cunt, I didn't say a word. His face inside me, licking me, probing my arse with his tongue. I found it hard to concentrate. He told me how lovely my arse is. It isn't really. It would not be confused with J'Lo's arse! *grin* But he is in his own world. He sits astride me. I am on my belly. I like the feel of his weight on top of me. He rubs his wet cock all over my arse. He tells me what he is going to do to me. He reaches over and throws my book on the floor. I give in to the desire. I forget about guilt. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 22 November 2002 a walk in the park I did it! I actually went through with it. And gone now are the plans to tell my lover what I have done. I can't. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I can't believe I am here! The time is 10am. I have showered and dressed for him. I am wearing a pink angora sweater, black skirt, black stockings, high heel pulp boots and dark glasses. *s* I look fuckable. I feel guilty. I am sitting on a park bench writing this. I really didn't know if I was going to come here or not. Or maybe I did. I can't see anyone who looks like they are here for me. I can see a security van but surely you aren't in there? There is a white car parked next to mine but nobody inside. I can see a small group of people talking amongst themselves and they sure as hell aren't here to check my cunt out. *grin* I am getting looks. What do I look like? Do I look like I am just waiting for someone? Well I guess that is what I am doing. Waiting for someone to give me a sign. But there is none. Where are you? 10.15 am ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ noon I am home. Safe and sound. I waited until the coast looked clear. I pulled my skirt up and spread my legs. I couldn't see him so I just presumed he was watching me. I went into myself. Started thinking that he was playing with his cock....touching his balls....breathing heavily. I moved my hand to the inside of my thigh and quickly touched myself. I was so wet. I bought my fingers to my lips and licked them clean. I imagined his cock dripping...wondered what it would taste like....would he wish I was sucking it...I wished I was sucking it. Swallowing his cock right down my throat up to the base filling me up. I wondered what he thought of my cunt. Could he see clearly enough? It is freshly shaved and the air felt really nice. I could smell how horny I was feeling. My nipples were hard and I was dying to pull on them, squeeze them. I could feel the blood pulsing through my clit..such a sweet aching feeling. I think if he had come out of the shadows I would have willingly fucked him. But he didn't. At 10.45am I left. I walked for a while and wondered if I could just pick up a man...just some stranger who might itch this scratch. But I didn't. I was too afraid. It wasn't until I got home that I noticed the kleenex under the window wipers. I thought it was just one of those annoying flyers. It wasn't. He must have seen me arrive. Do I feel guilty? Yes. No. I didn't really do anything terrible. But I feel sufficiently guilty not to tell my man. But I don't know that I am any good at keeping secrets from him. He will be angry at me for taking a risk. For not following our rules. But why did I do it? I wanted to do something alone...something that was just about my own darker desires....something different... You might not know this but I am actually quite shy. My lover brings out my wild side. It is he that persuades me to let myself free. Maybe the fact that I did this proves that I can act alone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 20th November 2002 I am getting a few people writing to me. I love meeting these like minded souls. I have to be careful not to let anyone down. I have to be careful that I don't do things just to please others. It is a fine balance. I spent a good too many years fulfilling other peoples fantasies. Now it is my turn. I have to ask myself what it is that I am looking for exactly. I am not looking for a simple fuck. I can have that any time any place any where. That is too easy. I am looking for that certain something. The words an e-mail might say that make me want more. This is an inside job. So to speak. I don't need a relationship. I have one. I don't need to be another persons plaything. I am one. It is the experience of finding someone who really knows just what the heck I am on about. *s* I don't want those who do write to me to feel disappointed if I don't ever get to taste feel their bodies. It isn't personal. It is too personal. I have had sex with my fair share of men. You may be able to tell that between the lines. *g* But often that has been a meeting of the body and not the mind. If the mind and body are not together then to me the sex is just mechanical. It is the mind that truly arouses me. A cock is a tool that can bring pleasure but not if it comes alone. Do you know what I mean? When two people fuck. If you are not in the *zone* then you could be anywhere. I have had enough sex that involved the occasional moan....the whispered words that can make him cum...where my mind has just travelled to another place....another space. Don't get me wrong. If you are one of those people who just wants a daytime fuck with a stranger. That is wonderful. But I think I want more. I want to get to know the person. See what makes them tick. I enjoy talking with them. In saying all that. I have met a man here. He has emailed me several times and my interest is piqued. He wants to see me. He just asks that I sit in a certain park at a certain time so he can watch me from someplace close. He has asked me to not wear panties. To come alone. I am tempted. I have yet to tell my lover about this man. He is my secret. So far. I want to do something wild something crazy something out of the ordinary. And I want to do this on my own. Yes yes yes. We have the unwritten rule but isn't that the thing with unwritten rules. They are not set in stone for good reason. What is the worst that could happen? I will be in a public place with no panties. Big deal. *s* I like the idea of a man watching me. Maybe he will wank if I spread my legs a little. It is something different. I am thinking about it. Of course, I will tell my man about it afterwards. I didn't go to the beach. Too bloody cold. *JW* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The pull of the ocean 12.45am I am sitting here unable to sleep. I have a bowl of strawberries to keep me company. I have been lying awake with words swirling through my head, knocking sleep to oblivion . To deny them a voice is useless. I can feel the pull of the ocean. The wind is wild and I am already planning for tomorrow. I will visit the sea. I will wear my purple dress. I will arrive in time for full tide. It will be rough. The sight, the taste, the sound and the smell will take my breath away. My heart will beat faster. I will shout out hello to the seagulls, they will look at me as an intruder. I'll kick off my shoes and throw down my keys. The sea is like that. It gives you a feeling of recklessness. I will squish my toes through the sand. In the distance I will see someone surfing. I am in awe of these people who can surf the waves like that. It is such an accomplishment. The waves will be big and strong. The sound is natures orchestra. I will give in and walk toward the water. I can understand why people choose to die by drowning. What could be more simple? You give in. You allow yourself to float away. At one with the sea. It will be cold and unforgiving. I will hike up my dress but already I know it will be useless. I plan on letting the water encase me. It will caress my thighs and lift my dress. A lover determined to get to the skin underneath. It will leave me gasping. I will dive into a wave. Already I can imagine the power of it pushing me forward as I fight to get through to the other side. I will forget about the cold. I will jump the waves and squeal with delight. I will go with the waves and see how far they will take me to shore. I will feel young again. When I am warm I will go into starfish position. Arms and legs spread with my face under water. The sea will control my movements. This will remind me of freedom. When I was a child I would look into the distance and see where the sea meets the sky. I would feel claustrophobic. Knowing I would never reach the end was overpowering. I wanted to break through the sky and see what was on the other side. I wanted to get to the end of the ocean, to prove that there is no infinity. I will lay on my back and float, looking at the sky. This will remind me what peace is. I will let the sea take me. I will give up my false sense of power and control. I will see if today is the day that death meets me half way. I will swim out too far and get a sense of panic but know deep down that I am a strong swimmer. My spirit is free. This will remind me what life is. When I have exhausted my body I will ride the waves into the beach. I will lay on the sand and breathe. The day will belong only to me. Nobody else in the universe could have experienced what I have just felt. I am at peace. This will remind me what joy is. When I am too cold to stay I will leave. The heater turned on full but with the windows wide open. I will be wrapped in a blanket taken from the boot of the car. The music will be loud. It could be Andrea Bocelli or Pearl Jam or Linkin Park or Madonna. It will come to me. Music has a way of doing that. It calls me. I will dance in my seat, sing at the top of my voice or perhaps cry to the words of some mushy love song. This will remind me what passion is. I will get home awash with sand and sea. My lover will take me in his arms and hug me warm. He will draw a bath. Before he washes the day away I will take one last lick of my arm and taste the salt. He will wash my hair, laughing at all the sand I have brought home. This will remind me what happiness is. He will dry me with a warm fluffy towel and wrap me up in his toweling robe. I will rest while he makes me dinner. He will feed me warm soup and bread. He will hold me and kiss my nose before leaving me to my dreams. This will remind me what love is. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 19 November 2002 Alas there is not a single sexual adventure to report. *boo hiss* I blame it all on those inconsiderate bastards who just turn up and want entertaining. Visitors. The scourge of society. I will report to you that there were no other people watching last week. I had mixed feelings about it anyway. There is an unwritten rule that neither of us do anything without the others permission. And you know what? The thought of him fucking someone else without me there gave me feelings of jealousy. I thought I was bigger than that. But there ya go...I guess he is right that I have made this whole sexual journey about myself. He has his own fantasies that I must help fulfill. So I am going to write about a fantasy. I have no idea where this will go. I have music on (Eminem) loud and clothes on little. Heater on full. Head full of deviant visions. Do you ever look at people and wonder just where their sex lives are at? Do they scream with desire? Do they keep it inside their heads? Do they demand the best out of their partners? I do. I look at everyone I pass in the street and wonder. And sometimes I connect. It is like getting caught by someone who is reading my mind. A smile. And I wonder if they know what I am really thinking. I went swimming in a hot pool recently. I was in the changing rooms and the only other woman there was getting changed. It never fails to amaze me how open women are in front of strangers. I watched her out of the corner of my eye. I caught a peek at her cunt. It was hairy. Unruly I thought. She bent over and I wondered what she would do if I got on my knees and grabbed her hips to bury my face inside her. Freak out probably. *grin* I imagined what it would be like to play with her tits. They were rather small but looked inviting. But she didn't invite me. So I sat there and slowly got undressed. The following is what should have happened that day. Nope. I was going to write a fantasy but my mind has changed gears. My fantasies are probably not of much interest to you. Instead I will give you some background on this journey. This might not interest you either but then this isn't meant to be about you. A much younger *Juicy Wench* discovered sex at the hands of an unknown man. He was a stranger who was a lot older than me. Perhaps he should have known better. I had no idea what I was doing. In fact I would venture to say I did nothing. He explored my body before fucking me. It hurt. It begun. A light went on for me. I realized this is what men want. I didn't get a thing out of it. I was not turned on, hell I didn't even know that I could get turned on. Sure, I had discovered my own body but that was with a gentleness that men weren't interested in. There was something about me that drew men, especially older men. I had that certain something that appealed to them. The makings of a slut. I started hitchhiking around the country. There were plenty of offers of ride for ride baby but I didn't want that. Thinking back I realize that I was pretty lucky. Somehow I ended up meeting a man called Blue. He was perhaps in his late thirties. He drove me four hours to get home along with one of his friends. The entire time he drove, one hand was inside my panties. I was thrilled at such audacity. Not long after this I ended up at his house. I ended up in his bed. I never did have sex with him though he woke me up one morning by putting a vibrator on my cunt. I had never seen such a device before. It was so exciting. Blue tried to cajole me into having sex with him, telling me that he was one of those men who could make any woman orgasm. For some reason I never took him up on his offer. A few years later I started working night shift for an emergency service. This meant I could sleep unless there was a call out. My boss took a liking to me. Sometimes he would come into the control room and just watch me. I would feign sleep. He got bolder. He would touch me and wank. Did he really think I was asleep? Now I think he must have known that I was just faking it. But it didn't deter him in the least. He kissed me awake during one of these night time escapades. I didn't know what to do. So I just did what he wanted. He fucked me whenever he was on duty. Before I knew it he was taking photo's of me. It made him happy and made me money. He would buy the things he wanted to see me photographed in. I wonder what he did with those photo's. He is a well known photographer these days. So from those beginnings I found out that I could make men want me. Well they didn't truly want me. They wanted to own my body. Not long after that I started working as a whore. The men were easy the money was hard. Don't ever think parlour girls have it easy. They don't. Most of the girls should not be working as whores. They are mostly broken dolls with vacant stares. I went into it with eyes wide open with the desire to sharpen my fucking skills and make some dosh. It was almost too easy. Most of the men were simply looking for intimacy. They might insist that they are there to simply cum but nope...don't buy that for a moment. They are there to be desired. The illusion is what they are paying for. It is the agency who really screws the girls. But I got what I wanted. I got to understand when and how to make a man come quickly. Still with no real idea that I could perhaps enjoy fucking. I met my lover. The first time we talked about fucking I told him that it should be dirty. I was not interested in making love whatever that was. Making love is for the movies I think. I want it hard I want it fast and I want it now. He made me cum. I had never felt that before. It was such an awesome feeling that I wanted it again and again and again. He would phone me up at night and we would end up having phone sex. I had always thought that was so lame but found otherwise. He would tell me what he wanted me to do. I would do it. He could make me cum just by his voice. I was entranced. I moved in with him. He started unraveling my sexual journey thus far. He demanded to know my secret fantasies. I told him. He was engrossed with my body. He would lie between me legs and just stare at my cunt. At first I was shy. It was me who had for years controlled men and this was a first. He knew me. He found that he could make me squirt. He showed me what I really am. His. His toy. I will do whatever he wants me to do. He wants me to show him my limits. I don't know that I have any. *s* He has taken so many photo's of me now that the camera doesn't bother me in the slightest. He sells my photo's. The men who buy the photo's are men who live on the kinky side of town. I do things that I didn't even know could turn someone on! I like that. I like that there are men out there who want me to do things nobody else would. To know that they have a private collection of photo's of me is a real turn on. There is nothing I won't do..yet. I like making money for him. Mostly he keeps me. He pays for everything my heart desires. I live only to please him. He wants to watch me with half a dozen men. He knows this is one of my fantasies. He wants to fuck another woman while I watch. He wants to fill her up with his cum and then have her stand over me until it leaks from her into my mouth. He wants to fuck me in public. Let others see what a slut I am. How hungry I am. I want to fuck another woman. I have a picture in my mind of what she looks acts and tastes like. I don't want to know her mind or anything about her. My lover tells me this will happen this weekend. He has promised me. So that is part of me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 15 November 2002 Lights Camera Action! I am not a virgin when it comes to the webcam. I have stripped and pranced with the best of them. I have had fun. I have been bored. The best times are when my lover is involved. It is when he is fucking me for the person watching that my desire is piqued. I like it when he is the one who is showing me off for someone's pleasure. When he stands behind me and bites my neck and reaches down to pull my cunt lips apart. When he whispers sweet nasties in my ear that can and do make me squirt for the voyeur. So what happened? Last night. I had no idea. The house was quiet. I was reading. Next thing I saw was him leaving. He told me he had to go out for a while and that when he got home he would be horny. He told me he had left a letter for me in the computer room. He took his laptop and left. I found the letter. He told me what he expected me to do. No if's but's or maybe's. Here are his words. 1. You will shower and make yourself up to look like the whore you are. 2. You will go online and look at porn. 3. You will get the toys out and be prepared. 4. You will stay at the computer. 5. You will turn the webcam on. 6. I will contact you. I had a quick shower and got dressed into a very slutty looking dress. No panties. I put make-up on. I have to admit that this was making me excited. I had no idea what he was going to do! I went online and looked at some porn. Sometimes it can totally turn me on, sometimes it all looks the same. I looked at older men. I looked at men in suits. I looked at women's cunts. I touched myself. My cunt was very wet. I got the toys out. His favourite toys. There is the vibrator that he likes to stretch my hole with. There is the butt plug that makes my arse easier for him to enjoy. There are the nipple clamps that make my tits so sensitive that I almost scream. I turned the webcam on. My mind was going into overdrive. Was there someone out there who would make contact? Had he set me up with someone I didn't expect? I was anxious. But still excited. I went to NetMeeting. Years ago I used to have my own line there. I was friends with the guy who had helped make the software for Microsoft. A big black man called Sam Franklin who I would dance for between others. Anyway, I digress. Shortly after I got messaged. My lover. He made contact. He told me he was in a house with some people. He told me that I was going to show them just how bad I am. Who...Where. Those were my questions. He wouldn't answer me. He told me that he could be at my brother-in-laws house. He could be with his cousin. His best friend and his wife might be watching. He said it was not for me to concern myself with. He told me to turn the microphone on. He got me to turn the light above me off and the light behind the computer on. Now he could see me properly. Now I was ready for him. He asked me if I was comfortable. No. He said he was taking me outside my comfort zone. He told me to wave to the people he was with. Blow a kiss. I did. He told me to turn some music on. Rock music. He told me everyone was waiting for me to begin. I balked. I felt like a deer standing in front of headlights. What had I been looking at online he demanded. I told him. He told me I was a disgusting little slut. Tell me what you are he said. I told. My body was betraying me. As nervous as I was...my cunt was aching! He told me to stand on the chair and show off my cunt. Slowly I stood up and more slowly I lifted my dress. I started dancing a little. I imagined that really he was alone and playing mind games with me. There wouldn't really be anyone there. I started to feel safer. He told me spread my lips. To fill my cunt with the vibrator. Stretch your hole for me. He liked that. He told me to turn around and show off my arsehole. Spread your cheeks and let me see inside your hole. I lent against the wall and went one step further, I put my index finger inside as far as it could go. Started fucking myself. It felt so good. He told me to sit down. He told me to suck on my tits. Being so big this is quite easy for me. He told me to bite my nipples. I did. Then I put the nipple clamps on. He wanted me to put the butt plug inside my arsehole and sit down again. Then he had me deepthroat the vibrator. It was covered in my cunt juice. It tasted devine. Next he wanted me to speak into the microphone. He wanted me to tell my deepest darkest desires. What did I want? How did I want it? What limits do I have? He told me he was going to wank while I talked. I told him everything. His next words shocked me. He told me he was there with a beautiful woman sitting on his cock. He said that he could suck on her tit and still type. He told me her cunt was stunning. That I would be envious if I could just see it. He said there was a man wanking off next to him. Wiping his precum all over this beautiful woman's lips. I was so jealous! Who...where. He told me he had left a present for me. Under the desk. In a glass. He had cum. He wanted me to drain the glass for him and his friends. He wanted me to lift the glass upside down and watch it drip onto my face. What a whore. It felt cold. But I did it. I felt so dirty and disgusting. My cunt was dripping. He told me to stand again. Take the plug out and show off my hole. Turn around and play with my clit. He told me to squirt. I did. It must have looked like I was peeing but I just couldn't stop. He could see it dripping down my thighs. I fucked myself with the vibrator to keep the feeling. The liberation. The release. I came in the glass. He told me to drink it. And then it was over. He told me I was to wait for him. An hour later he turned up. He didn't say a word to me. He put his hand over my mouth and fucked me. He fucked me hard and fast all the while licking my face and then told me what a bad girl I am. Finally he shot his load inside me. He told me to sleep like that. He wanted it to leak slowly from my cunt. This morning. He woke me up before he went to work. Put his fingers inside my cunt and then inside my mouth. He has lit the fire again. I am drawn to it like a moth to a flame. There will be no stopping me now. Was there another couple in the room with him? I couldn't smell another woman on him. I will find out tonight. I am desperately tired but unable to sleep. It is like my body is alive again and Billy Idol is singing "I want more more more...more more more". Until next time... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 13 November 2002 Yes I know it has been forever since my last entry but I have been tied up. No that isn't strictly true. I ran away. I got scared. I was overcome with guilt and shame concerning my sexual journey. I felt like I was part of a sexual feast. It seemed the more I got the more I wanted. One orgasm led to the desire for the next. Maybe it was bordering on obsession? I thought about sex constantly. I ached for the feel of cock. I would await my lover like a faithful dog waiting it's master. I wanted feeding constantly. The feelings overpowered me. It felt like I had stepped away from the sun and the world got darker. Do you understand that? Do you imagine what it is like to suddenly find that straight every day normal sex bores you to tears? That was when I ran. I wanted to be the woman I used to be. I wanted to enjoy sex and go to sleep and live my normal life. For a while I slept alone. I needed to be flick the switch....so to speak. I stopped allowing myself to feel any sexual pleasure at all. It didn't work! *grin* I started to realise that I needed to give myself permission to experience what I want without guilt. I want to know what it feels like to fuck five men in a row. I want to taste and feel so many cocks that I beg for mercy. So I am a more more more woman. So what! I want to know what it feels like to fuck with another woman. A woman who will let go of her own sexuality and let me experience her. I want to watch my lover fuck another woman. I want to taste his cum from her cunt. I want to stand in the middle of a room full of people and be told how to pleasure them. I will stand naked and spread my cunt. I will kneel and act with wilful abandon. If I want a mouth full of cock then that is what I shall have. I love older men. I love the feel of their bodies and the look in their eyes when they cum. I love being told what to do. I do want to fuck a man in his office, kneel under his desk and suck his cock. I want to fuck a priest! How nasty is that? *L* Make me force me to perform for you. Take me whensoever you desire. This is what I want. So my lover. He is a patient man living with an impatient woman. But he knows me. He knew I would be back for more. He knows more than I the journey I am taking because he will lead the way. He has started a club. It is called The JayDub Club....*JW* ala *Juicy Wench*. He tells me that he will select the members. He will choose the experiences I am going to enjoy. He will enjoy being a part of my sexual liberation. Next weekend he has made plans. He knows of my fantasies and assures me that one by one I will be satisfied. So I don't know what is next or who or how many. I just know that I am going to allow myself the freedom to live my sexual desires. So there you go. I will continue with this diary. I will tell you all my dirty secrets. As my adventures unfold so you will be told. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 20 May when push came to shove nothing turns out like you think it will. there i was sitting on the edge of my bed. i was dressed in my fuck boots...patent leather cunt high boots with the four inch heel...black mini...black fishnet singlet...ready to rock. but something wasn't sitting quite right. i couldn't put my finger on it. the toys were set. the music playing. the man. my man. i could feel he was not happy. and of course if he isn't happy then how can i be? the whole idea of this *game* is to explore my sexualty...my desires...my motivations....with disregard to his as i discovered. i have come to realise that i am not truly a *switch*. i don't wish to dominate him. it is i who needs to be controlled. the tables turned. he decided i needed to go out. i put a more decent top on and changed from fuck boots to pulp boots. i didn't wear panties. he took the camera. sitting in the restaurant. he told me to lift my skirt so he could take photo's of my cunt. it is not as easy as it would sound. he told me how this was going to go. i have never had clear boundaries. always been pretty spoilt and done pretty much whatever my heart desired. there are lines i have yet to cross and he needed to help me. he ordered wine. lots of wine. he doesn't drink. when we got home he removed my clothes and tied me up. he handcuffed me to the chains. he played with me. he took me outside in the rain and fucked me at the side of the house. he pulled out and came all over my face. i was feeling a little lightheaded. he bought the camera out and started taking more photos. he likes to contort my body for his pleasure. it was somewhere about here that i realised that this is what i need. i need him to take the power from me and show me what i am. i am his. i fell asleep on the floor at his feet. sunday. he showered and dressed me. again with the white cotton panties. the dining room was set up. i was led to the dining table. he helped me climb on to it and then chained and handcuffed me. he wanted to experiment with my cunt. he said he needed to see how often he could make me squirt. he pulled my panties to the side and put the vibrator inside. he left it on while he watched some porn. i was exposed to feelings that i had not allowed myself to really feel. the feeling of being totally at his mercy and loving it. i closed my eyes and just went with it. he came back and pulled the vibrator from me and on his command i managed to squirt. i couldn't stop. i didn't want to. he just stood there wanking and watching. he told me he was going to fist me. he tried. but my cunt is too tight for his hand. but i am rewarded by squirting all over his hand while he spanks me. i lost count. he says i have never squirted this much in my life. he led me to the middle of the room and i lay on my belly. he put his cock inside my arsehole and started pounding me. every now and then he would stop and spank my arse. i was begging him to fuck me harder and harder. he came as i started to squirt again. it was wonderful. the session started 7pm friday and finished 7pm sunday. do i sound obsessed about sex? i sometimes wish i were just like other people who fucked and rolled over....but i feel such a passion and intense desire for sex...that i really don't think i can go back to that way of life. i want to be opened up to new experiences. but he knows what is best for me and will help me find what i need. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 18 May the scene is set. today i get to be his goddess. i am not his mistress nor is he my master. i was told by a man who knows such things that i am what is referred to as a switch. *shrug* i just know that sometimes i get to be the one in control. like today. i have sent him up town to get supplies. while he is gone...i need to find a man (or woman)who will indulge me in some fine phone fucking. my plan is to tie him up. his cock and balls will be tied...haven't watched all those german movies for nothing! *grin* Of course i will have to handcuff his hands together and maybe i will blindfold him for a while. i had wicked phone sex on thursday....again i had not consulted my lover...he was very cross with me....and took it out on my body later that night. but today i am in control and very much in charge...i think i am wanting him to lie on the bed next to me....cock dripping whilst i play with someone else on the phone. it is a mere hop skip and jump away from having him bound and helpless while i fuck another man in front of him...and not allow him to even touch me. oh yes i think i shall enjoy today. if you are wanting to be that person....the one who can turn me on today...write to me now. update MONDAY ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 13 May the phone sex experience friday. a man from nzp asked if he could phone me. i said yes. while i waited for his call i got ready. i showered and shaved my cunt. cunt. my lover tells me that is what i have. it is not a pussy but a cunt. but i digress. i got my toys out and laid them on my bed and waited. i was naked apart from a t-shirt...it was a bit cold. *s* he rang right on time. his name was peter and he had a very sexy voice. he told me he was parked in his car and had his cock out. the image of him sitting there with his beautiful cock sticking out of his pants made my cunt hot. he told me he was wanking and asked if i wanted to hear him playing with his cock. i did. he held the phone down and i could hear him playing with his cock...heard his hand sliding up and down. he asked if i was wet. i was. i held the phone to my cunt and let him hear how juicy i was. my fingers were going in and out making me feel so horny. i put the vibrator inside and started playing with my clit. it felt so good. maybe it was the fact that i was playing with myself for this stranger that turned me on or knowing he was going to cum for me...i don't know but either way it was enough to make me squirt. i could hear him cumming and imagined it running all over his fist.....thought about what it would be like to be watching him inside his car....wondered if he would lick it off for me..... i told my lover about this when he arrived home. i should have asked him first if it was alright for me to do phone sex....but i was reckless. he didn't say a word. he showered and had dinner. later that night. he sat in the chair in our room and told me to massage his cock with babyoil. i sat on my knees and rubbed his cock and balls very gently. he wanted to know exactly what had happened on the phone and if i had squirted. his cock was very hard and i didn't leave out any details. i showed him how i had soaked the duvet cover. he told me to get up on the bed on my hands and knees....he pushed my face down into the wet patch and proceeded to fuck me. he told me that i should have my own 0900 number....that he should at least make money from his slut. *s* he says that next time he will be in the room wanking while i am on the phone or perhaps he will be fucking me. i can't wait!!! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ May 9 So. Here I sit trying to think. Maybe it is better not to. I have the music playing really loud and I am waiting for the fantasies to come thru. Fantasy is so much harder to write about. I have images in my head, flashes of erotica that can bring me to my knees. Fantasy is what plays in my head when my lover is not here to play with my senses...when I need to surrender my desire. Shall I play with myself for your enjoyment? This takes place wheresoever I wish but I can often be found sitting on this chair... If I were to tell you that I start by having some very loud music playing...from Boccelli to Tommy Lee....right now there is Wild Cherry playing for me. I make sure the doors are locked. I take my panties off and make sure I have access to my tits. I might start by looking at the photo's my lover has stored on his hardrive. I see images of cock....they are dripping with precum and harder than rock...I imagine what it is like to touch them...to lick and suck them. I see images of women with their beautiful cunts open for me to look at....maybe ready for me to suck cum from. I see men sucking eachother...fucking eachother...kissing eachother....imagining that I am right there....standing with my fingers inside my cunt....juice dripping from my lips...down my thighs. I see the images of women tied up and looking helpless and wanton....I imagine that I am that woman...waiting for those who choose to ...to play with me. I see the image of a whore who is bent over a desk being inspected by a man in a suit....his cock is out and he is going to fuck her....fuck her hard....fuck me hard. I see the image of a slut like me....she is surrounded by men who are wanking over her....about to cover her with beautiful manjuice. I imagine that is me....once covered in cum...he will come and fuck me....maybe I would be tied and unable to move....would they force their cocks inside me....would they fuck my face.... The images are powerful and it is that, that I surrender to...it is such a release to start coming...I don't want the feeling to end. Once I have started squirting I can go on and on....I will put the vibrator inside my cunt....pushing it in and out....letting my juice pour out....I will suck my juice off while spanking my cunt.... So. Today. I have not pleasured myself nor been pleasured since the weekend. Of course my lover has come many times...he has fucked me....wanked over me....I have sucked him dry....I have not squirted since. I have orgasmed....many times but that is not squirting....it is like the entree to the main. Today I am going to play with myself. He will feel the seat when he gets home and know... Patti Smith is singing Because The Night...such an erotic song...take me now baby here as i am...desire is hunger is the fire i breath... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ May 8 Many is the man who has written saying he liked my story. It is not a story. I am writing from my heart of desires that I am experiencing with my lover. He tells me that maybe it is thought to be a story because they have not had this experience. If I were to write of my fantasies they would know the difference so he has suggested that I write of one. Tomorrow. There has been a man who has condemned me for my writing. I disgust him. Just a note for him. Please do not upset yourself any further by reading my diary. It is really very simple to ignore me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ May 7 It started with a kiss. He was ready to play. He had chosen the clothes he wanted me to wear. Laid out on the bed were my more innocent clothes. He dressed me. White cotton panties, tight white t-shirt and my apricot coloured skirt. I have to admit I was a little disheartened that he wanted me to look sweet. I needn't have worried. He plays mind games with me. I never know what direction he will lead me. My heart was racing. He barely spoke to me. He told me that he was going to get me drunk and do unspeakable things to my body. I drank the wine he offered and waited. I had noticed immediately that he had the toys set out on the table. He had also made what he calls my fuck chair. This is simply one of our dining room chairs with the bottom taken out. I was really excited about that, as you can imagine. He led me to the chair and started with the ropes. First he bound my breasts tightly and then tied me to the chair. I couldn't move. He blindfolded me. While I was thrilled to be under his control like this there was a part of me that felt frightened. I had the feeling that he was going to take me to a place that I had never ventured before. I could hear him wanking. I could even hear that his cock was wet. He asked me if I was enjoying myself. He bought the wine to my lips. He wiped his wet cock on my face. I could feel my nipples were very hard and my cunt felt like it was going to explode. I heard him going into the knife drawer. He had scissors and started cutting two holes in my tee. My breasts were exposed. He wrote FUCK SLUT on them. I could feel my panties were soaked and begged him to touch me... He got under the chair. He had placed cushions so his mouth would be able to suck my cunt and arsehole. He started sucking through my panties. I couldn't help it. I came. He cut a fuck hole in my panties and I could feel his hot breath. He put his fingers into my cunt and then put his finger inside my hole. He told me to squirt on his face, inside his mouth. I didn't hold back, I couldn't have if I'd tried. His face was drenched, his hair soaked. After untying me from the chair he led me to a hook that is attached to the ceiling. He removed my skirt and cut off my panties. The panties were stuffed inside my mouth. I must have looked nasty. He left me. When he came back he had the camera with him. He told me that he was going to take photo's for his private collection. He likes to photograph me looking like a dirty girl. He lowered the ropes so that I was kneeling in front of him. He pulled my panties from my mouth and I could feel him masturbating with them. I opened my mouth and asked him to fuck my face. Oh I so love the feeling of hard cock in my mouth. He rams it in so far that it almost chokes me. But I have practised the art of deep throating and can now take all that he gives. He took the blindfold off me. He stood me up against the wall and told me to lick my cum off his face. And then he kissed me. He held my mouth open and pushed his tongue inside. He started spanking my cunt. I squirted all over his hand. His beautiful cock slipped inside my cunt easily because I was so wet. This was no good to him so he turned me around and bent me over. He started to fuck my arsehole. He was fucking my hole and slapping my breasts and biting my neck and spanking my arse...it seemed like my senses were heightened beyond belief. The way he spoke to me, the things he whispered, the way he makes me feel. He came inside my arsehole. He sat down and watched it leak from within me. This was the beginning of a very long 24hr session. There is so much more to this experience than I have the time to tell. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ May 4 I can hear him doing things. He has suprises for me he says. I am wet with anticipation. He shaved me this morning and pushed the anal plug inside my hole. He is being very secretive but I know that he is going to thrill me. I was given the job of getting three videos today. Of course they are pornographic. I was in the little adults only part of the video shop feeling very shy. There were two other men in there who seemed more shy than me. I picked out a Rocco Seffridi movie as he is so hot. I love the way he fucks arse. And I love the way that the women all start off acting the role but end up being it. I have heard from some men who wish for me to webcam for them! It is the most extreme that turn me on. Why is that? Why do I crave the man more dangerous in his desires than myself? My cunt is so wet now...it has been pulsing all day...expectant and wanting. He says he will cure me of that today. He is making me wait. He has teased me by letting me suck his beautiful cock and then when I am lost in the passion he pulls out and leaves me...without permission to play with myself. He will be tying me up soon so I don't imagine I shall be able to tell you what happened today until he goes back to work on Monday. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ May 3 I have been asking myself what it is exactly that I seek. I have been on a quest of self-discovery. There are so many things that turn me on! I want to feed on my desire. I need to express my wants. I want it all and I want it now. *s* My lover asked me... Do I want to go live on my webcam? Should I expose my body to anyone that chooses to watch? Should my lover fuck me for their pleasure? Perhaps let them see me sucking his cock or watch him cum on my face? I have to admit the idea turns me on. He tells me that if I should please him he will let me squirt over his face! *yum* But I have to ask the question. Would this turn someone on? Would they really really want to watch me make a slut of myself? I would be leaving myself open to fulfill their fantasies, an instrument of pleasure. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ APRIL'S ENTRY Dear Diary I have something to confess. My lover took me away this weekend. We arrived at the hotel Friday afternoon. He ran a bubble bath for me and opened a bottle of wine. He shaved my legs and then he shaved my pussy. When I was silky smooth he told me what he wanted me to wear. We were meeting a man that I had chosen from NZP. His name is Robert524u. I was really nervous but terribly excited. I had not done anything like this before. There was a knock at the door and my lover let him in. Robert is a big man with a great body who was very comfortable in his skin. I relaxed with him almost straight away. I wanted to suck his cock. It wasn't long before he got naked for me and introduced his beautiful cock to my mouth. As I licked and sucked his cock, my lover held my head down to get it all the way down my throat. I loved that. My lover was playing with my pussy which was indecently wet...dripping down my thighs. My lover watched as this man fucked me. I came so much that I lost count. I think it was the idea of my lover watching, putting his cock in my mouth while another man fucked me. I could go on but I won't for fear of boring you. *grin* Suffice to say that when Robert left the fucking was not over. Maybe I should add that Robert finally came on my face while my man was fucking me which was so erotic. I loved the taste and feeling. My man had mixed feelings about seeing me with another man. I have always been his slut and seeing me coming so much with Robert made him realise I had to be punished. I agreed wholeheartedly! ;) After I had showered he had me stand in the corner of the room and masturbate for him, telling him what I had enjoyed about the experience. I couldn't help but get wet, my pussy juice was running down my thighs. I crawled over to my man and started sucking his cock, really I suppose you could say he facefucked me. He rammed his cock down my eager throat with his hands on my head to keep me still. He told me to lie on the bed and spread my legs as far as they could go. He wanted to see my pussy. I spread my lips for him and he could see how wet I was for him. It was then that he started spanking my pussy and thighs. It was too much for me. I squirted all over his hands! I couldn't stop myself. The bed was soaking wet with my cum. He came all over my body which I just adore. I slept in a very wet bed. The next day. My man decided to take me to a sex shop. He wanted me to buy an anal plug so that it would be easier to fuck my arsehole. I got the smallest one I could find, you wouldn't believe how big some of those plugs are! When we got back to the hotel he bent me over and pushed it inside. I was to stay like that all day. In the afternoon I had another bath and he shaved me again. I like it when he inspects my pussy like that, making sure it is pretty enough. David knocked at the door. I let him in. He is a man who has a beautiful big body and a most delightful cock. I watched as he sucked my mans cock, he was so good at it. It wasn't long before I was sitting on top of his back and squirting at the sight of watching him with my lover. His cock was like silk in my mouth. Again, I won't go on but you get the drift. *eg* So now. I haven't met a woman yet. I guess I wanted to meet a man first to see if I could even do this. First, I want to thank the two men who gave us such a good time. You were great and I hope to meet up with you both again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ |