A little story for a friend.

So lets see. I got off the computer with you and stripped down and went to bed. Laying in bed naked, I started to think about what I could masturbate too. You gave me so much range to work with. So I started off with what I have used in the past. What aroused me when I was actually with you. The idea of your hand in my hair pulling me back. Then you touching and playing with my nipples. Twisting and pinching a little. This got me wet. When I was in the car with you what made me gasp most of all. And this shocked me was the calm thumb just covering my lips. Even now when I write this my pussy clenches in response. Its odd to me because this little act is so non-sexual. But it had my heart pounding and my breath caught in my throat. When I was home, in my bed. I touched my lips and it made me shiver. I slide my hands down my body and started to play with my clit. I was shocked at how wet I was. I brought my fingers up to look at how wet and sticky I was. Not quite dripping but close. I ground against my hand and then moved back and forth on my clit at I thought about me and you sitting in the car. You moving and touching my pussy. Playing with me. Teasing me and moving me to moan and whimper. You moving to play with my breasts, exposing me. Making me blush. Then you gave me that toy (butterfly) we had spoke up. You told me I had to put it on. I struggled with the idea, but wanting to please and aroused at the idea of it. I slide it on. And just as I do. We pull up to the restaurant. I am careful and lady as I get out of the car but my mind is on my cunt. All I can think about is that exposing toy as I sit carefully. I worry as I walk that I will expose myself dripping down my leg. That I must be good. I smile and chat at dinner, always distracted but that throbbing need in my pussy. While chatting up the waitress you turn it on and I panic. Trying to fight off movement, while turned on by the act. I fall silent and look and you are just smiling. You move the toy on and off all through dinner. Till at one moment I lose composure for a mere moment and whimper. And to me it sounds like a yell. I am sure that everyone heard and knows. Knows what a dirty little slut I am. I blush and you just smile. Outside later you make me take off the toy and underwear showing you how wet I am. I am shocked and worried I left a puddle behind at my seat. You tell me calmly that I need to be spanked for exposing my self like I did. We pull over and you push be over the edge of the car. You start spanking me. Nothing hard at first. Just you enjoying my ass, my body exposed for you. You are telling me naughty things that I am. Then you probe at my pussy. And one hand in my hair holding me down to the car you finger fuck me. I orgasm, there at your hand. Begging.

Why I love quickies

I got the day off for sort of for a sad reason. One my co-workers had a death and the family so I am covering her shift on Saturday and thus unexpectedly got the day off. Which meant I slept in and did little to further my life goals. I DID though start reading Carrie's Story.

Which is both at that level of extreme Bdsm that I get all hot and heavy but also throws me off a little. Making me question my wants in life. Would I want to be a slave for someone? I don't know. I am pretty sure No. And its only when I read erotica like this that I think it may be awesome to give in to that a bit. Anyway that is not what this post is about.

It is about why hot rushed quickies are so made of awesome. So I was reading as I said, therefore I was very horny. Now it is of some note to say that I have masturbated like crazy lately. In the last three days like 8 times. But that aside I wanted to be touched. So... I texted my friend. I was very embarrassed about this its not often that I actually just do a booty call. I told him that I want a quickie. He, the amazing guy that he is, said yes! I backtracked trying to explain that I don't want him to think I am just using him for sex and he said something along the lines thats its ok to be used for sex sometimes. Something I whole heartedly agree with.

Post of Kink 6

Day 6: Describe your weirdest/most interesting sexual fantasy.

This is silly. I don't think I have the most weird or most interesting. I have so many and I think its all in perspective. They are not all that weird to me any more. I feel like the ones I am most uncomfortable with are the dark ones. So here are a couple for fun.
*Being tied up like a dog and treated like one. Dog bowl, tied up outside, spanked with a leash.
*Being held down and fucked in the ass. ( a varsity sport I have not quite mastered yet)
* I want to use a fucking machine and give a blow job at the same time.
* I want to have a 4 some with 3 other men.
* Gangbang
* To do fireplay
* To be paid for sex, or sex things.
And that's enough for now.

working out

Adventures in Not so..accidental arousal?

So running on the theme that my house mate arouses me by accident. Yesterday we were walking to a bar to meet some friends. We were walking with his girl-thing. ( I am not sure we can call it girlfriend yet, but close) And to get my attention he grabbed my pony tail and gave it a tug. Not a mean yank, but a hardy grip tug. I must of made some sort of happy noise. Because he gave me that look. That look that says.... Why Abby I now have something to tease you about. (enter evil smile here). And because I was thinking about it, how I like to have my hair pulled, I was surprised by something (see below) and again made that sort of intake of breath with noise. Sort of like that noise when I am spanked sometimes. Again I got the look. So he continued to tug on my pony tail at one point I am sure I made a very pleased sort of sleepy happy face. I am sure he was doing this on purpose. Shame on him.

See I was thinking about this one time with me and Salem. We were sitting on his couch down stair watching something. Sort of cuddling, and more enjoying the company of another than watching anything. When suddenly he just looked at me, smiled and stood up. I reached and grabbed m pony tail and used it like a leash to pull me up the stairs. I was dripping by the time we got up the stairs. Part of what made it special to me though was the happiness in face. Getting him to smile with real happiness was something truly amazing.