My first grown-up blog

In a way I have been blogging a while. Bits and pieces on various websites, stories here and there, even the odd poem. I always intended to find a home and put all my writing in one place, mainly for myself to be honest. One day when I am old and grey I will forget I once was young, then I can look back at my writing and think...

Well who know what I will think. Seriously though I do want to collect my thoughts and stories in one place. So here it is. I hope I can post regularly, but no promises. I hope you like my writing. I especially hope you comment and write back if you have been touched.

I will introduce myself a little now, but hopefully as I write more a little more will come out. Happily married to a wonderful, sexy, loving and slightly vanilla lady. On the surface a respectable businessman in a smart suit. Underneath that is a hedonist, someone who is forever young and in need of excitement. I ride bikes, ski, waterski, eat, drink and have sex with gusto. I try to experience all that life has to offer, good and bad, and I enjoy having good friends along for the ride. I am also one kinky mother...

And there is the rub... I can share most of who I am with almost anyone, but one of the most important parts of my self is forever hidden to most people I care about. As the years go by I find myself less able to support that double life. So I am here and I write, I do some photography, and I open up.

Sexually I am a switch. I am mostly dominant in practice, have been for years. Love to have a sexy girl bound and naked at my mercy. I can be a pretty 'creative' dom. I do switch though only one person so far has been able to do it, but God did I go deep! Never knew I had that much in me, and I must admit I miss it. On both sides I rather like orgasm denial, such a delicious and intense way to control someone. You will find that theme come up in a fair few of the stories, both those written from the Dom and Sub viewpoint.

My posting schedule will be fairly quick at first as I migrate old writing here. There will be some timeline to it, where I can tell the original posting date I will move it here with the same date.

MyKey

n.b. All photos and stories on this blog are my own.

Fetish club playground

We were at a club where we play often, its convenient to us, lots of equipment to play on, no pressure and not too many people hanging around putting you off. But plenty of people to watch and be watched. My wife loves to be watched while she is being bad. At one point she was locked into a box just big enough for her to stand in, blindfolded. When the door was closed she couldnt get out or see anything. At this stage she was wearing an electric blue catsuit with very well placed zips! She was also feeling a little shy. The box had little flaps which you could open, one at crotch, and one at breast level, so after a quick drink I opened up and started playing with her. She couldnt stop me, and nobody could see anything except her pussy and breasts. Didnt take long before the zip was undone from pussy to ass, and her breasts were open too. She was wet, and her hips were undulating against my hand. She felt good, very hot and wet, and helpless. By the time I let her out she wasnt shy, just horny and loving being out in public with her tits and pussy visible. Her pussy was swollen and pouting, her lips spread by the latex pulling on either side of them, and her face was flushed with lust. While we were there we met the girlfriend of a guy who had tied her up once before. She was tied up at the time, dark hair and eyes, large breasts and olive skin, in short a beautiful young package. Her hands were tied behind her back, and she had a body harness made of rope compressing her breasts, with a rope on either side of each nipple pinching them and making them swell. She also had a crotch rope at this point. She was talking to us and shyly asked my wife if she would mind her licking her. My wife looked surprised but said why not, leant back on a counter and spread her legs (just pussy and breasts visible, but still very aroused) while this girl knelt down, crawled over and buried her face in her crotch, flicking her tongue over her and tasting her. I will never forget seeing my wife in this catsuit, half exposed and leaning back smiling, a bound girl knelt down licked her and pulling on her own crotch rope for stimulation! Wish I could see it again! My wife didnt cum then, she isnt very much into oral, but it certainly added to her feeling horny, and made for a great fantasy when I did make her cum later.
Yum :)

Our third MFM threesome

Our friend S was coming round one night, but we had not planned to play. Partly because we had simply planned a drink, partly because my wife was still at the end of her period. So S came over and we chatted, drank a little and so on. My wife and S were sat on the sofa together, I sat on a nearby armchair. It was winter, the heating was on and it was nice and cosy. We were chatting and drinking while S gently caressed her thigh. We had kissed hello, but apart from that and a bit of flirting I wasn’t expecting anything. However S always makes her horny, surprisingly so.

An hour or so later I went out the back garden for a cigarette. As I sat at the back door smoking, slightly drunk and a good vibe going, my wife turned her back to S, leant back against him and let him start kissing the back of her neck. His arms were around her waist, and as I smoked he started to run his hands below her T-shirt, eventually lifting it up above her breasts. So I was sat out back finishing my cigarette and watching her crane her neck round to kiss him passionately as his hands teased her nipples. She was clearly already very turned on! I finished and came in, but being slightly drunk and in a voyeuristic mood I sat back in the other chair and left them to it, watching quietly. They were in a world of their own, not ignoring me but certainly happy to carry on playing a little. I was very very turned on, watching from a distance as my wife was seduced by another man, and noticing how good she looked! Of course that didn’t carry on for long, pretty soon she was topless and in her jeans, still arched at the waist, leaning back and breathing heavily as his hands started to creep down the front of her jeans. Now at this stage I thought she would soon stop things as I know she isn’t comfortable during her period (even at the end). I guess she was even more turned on than I expected, because his hands were inside her panties and teasing her clit, waistband unbuttoned, and she was too turned on to stop. I don’t know quite what happened, I think she was asked to take off her jeans and she did, wriggling them over her hips and slipping them off slowly. She was wearing a black thong, and her soft white arse and black thong were inflaming me! Again to my surprise she turned around, got on her knees and unzipped him, taking him deeply into her mouth, kissing, licking and sucking with apparent pleasure. Her back was arched and I really enjoyed the sight of her narrow waist, her pantied bottom sticking out, lips peeking around the thong. Her back was gently muscled and neck stretched out, I couldn’t see much of her face but could hear her breathing.

I was very hard, and slowly touching myself. I knelt behind her and gently eased her panties to one side, starting to tease her clit, wanting to maximise her pleasure. This worked! She was now pressing back against my fingers for more, even while sucking him off. He was enjoying himself immensely, hands teasing her breasts. She remembered her state and went upstairs, cleaned up and came back down. Again I thought that was it, but she went and sat on his lap facing him, kissing him. She was naked but for her thong, but S and I slipped that down very soon (she seemed happy about that). S skinned off his own trousers and I could see her slipping against his cock as she kissed him. I sat back again and was wanking as I watched S slip on a condom and slip inside her, very easily I might add.

And there she was sitting astride his cock, obviously very wet and very aroused, arching up and down thrusting against him other. His hands were round her waist pushing her down hard, and she looked out of it! He thrust into her for quite a while. I asked if he minded a photo (I knew she wouldn’t), and took a few. Some from a distance and a couple of him sliding in and out of her. Seeing another mans cock in my wife’s pussy, her lips stretched around him, is a very horny sight. He turned her around and she lay back as he fucked her, hard now. She was extremely turned on, a deep flush rising on her chest and face. His hands pressed on her flat stomach, her back arched, breasts thrust out and legs spread on either side of his tanned, muscular body. If I could have reached I wanted my mouth on her clit! Instead I took a few pictures and played with myself. Eventually he came and I joined in, caressing her and bringing her to a very very strong orgasm as she held his and my cock, teasing us. He had cum of course, but I was dripping. She shook and moaned, thrust against me and then settled down as her orgasm eased.

We played some more, but I forget the details. I did get to cum that night, but just a cheeky hand job after he left and I went to bed. She did threaten to lock me in my chastity belt instead but ended up being nice to me. I would have been happy either way, just seeing her in that sexy state, so beautiful, sexual, powerful and lovable. My love for her was so strong just then, and anything she did would have been fine by me.

Need!

This was written for the 1st and (as yet) only Domme in my life. At this stage I had not met her in person.

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She was just a page.
Pictures.
Words.
An idea.
And my heart raced, stomach clenched,
the sleeping passions stirred.
The image had form, substance.
Soft skin, inflaming,
Long limbs, wrapping,
Sexuality calling.
This siren call, embraced.

Cuckold Fantasy

This is a fantasy I wrote after hearing about a friend being cuckolded. It hasnt been edited or polished. I may do it sometime but not now. Hope its not too raw around the edges.

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My wife and his had gone out on the town, leaving us at home. Dressed to kill, they were both wearing figure hugging dresses, thong panties and no bra, and were on the pull. We knew how this was going to end, they would get a bit drunk, bring some stud back home to fuck while we watched a wished we were in his place. Afterwards they might perhaps fuck us, or perhaps be so satisfied that they would sleep in each others arms for a while ignoring us completely. We had dressed them for this outing! To say we were horny was putting it mildly.

While they were out we played poker, trying to pass the time and keep our minds on the game. The hours passed slowly. We played, but who knows who won, we forgot all about it as soon as we heard the key in the lock. We had been told to get naked and hide in her closet while she (Karen) and my wife brought their stud in for the nights fun, so we ran quietly in, shedding our clothes and we heard the giggles of two girls having fun, and a deep voice asking if they were sure about this.

As they walked into the room we could not believe our eyes. They were both disheveled, we could only imagine what they had been up to on the dance floor to get into such a state. Karen and the stud kissed while my wife pulled her dress up and ground her crotch against his ass, her hands around both of their waists. She wasn’t wearing panties, she must have taken them off at the club! Both girls giggled and breathed deeply, clearly very aroused. He asked ‘what about your husbands’, they just laughed and said not to worry, they were having a poker night and wouldn’t be back for ages.

Within a few minutes he was fucking one girl like a machine, her moans echoing into the closet and penetrating deep into our hormone addled minds, while the other lay on her back playing with herself, her wetness apparent already. The smell was started to reach us, and my friend couldn’t help but start to touch himself, even though he was in front of me. I couldn’t, sadly, my wife had locked me in a chastity belt before she left to stop that very act. I touched my balls and watched, wishing I were out there. The stud came quickly, but as my wife blew him he got harder again instantly. She straddled his hips, riding him as she threw her head back, her hand furious between her legs and a flush beginning on her chest. Meanwhile Karen slowly rolled over, pulled herself up and straddled his head, her long legs and stockings framing his face as his tongue reached out to pleasure her, heedless of his own cum inside her. Lucky bastard, I had never experienced a woman at both ends but my own wife, and his, did this for a perfect stranger! Karen looked towards Mike in the closet, licking her lips and grinning naughtily (I heard Mike groan). At this point I was so horny I was frantic, I could see my friend was close to coming and in a strange way, being unable to cum myself I wanted his to be a good one. It was, and my cock twitched in empathy, wishing I could touch myself. There is only so much a man can take!

They played for a couple of hours and then sent him on his way. After a short cuddle (what a sight that was) they came to get us, snuggling up with us, my wife with me and Mike's with him. We whispered our love and appreciation for each other. I saw Mike and Susan begin to fuck, looked at my wife, raising my eyebrows in question. She laughed and shook her head no, saying that for a start she had almost had enough, and secondly she had told Susan about the belt and they had both decided that it would be more fun to keep me in it all night. In fact Susan had the key, and would decide when I would next be released! However she was going to let Mike fuck her as I watched, since they were our hosts and should be thanked! As she said this she pushed my head down…

Fanning the flames

This story has two versions, the sweet innocent version for those of you that dont like it too 'hard', and the badass version. I like both fantasies, but I would only want to live the softer one!

Hope you enjoy.
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Fanning the flames

I was excited, it had been over a week since I had seen my husband and he was due back tonight. This had been a tough week for me, barely married a year we were very much in love and lust. We made love at least once a day and we were rarely apart. Ben's trip had been unexpected, and although he was excited about it I was somewhat nervous, first time apart and all that. It didn't help that most nights when we called each other conversation soon turned naughty, leading inevitably to play.

It was on the third night that things changed a little. As I started to approach my orgasm his voice developed an hard edge, one I knew well, something that in itself almost made me cum. 'Tease yourself babe, touch yourself the way I touch you. Imagine my hardness inside you, its going to be a while before you feel it again!' God I loved when he was demanding. 'Don't cum, save it till I get back' he breathed, 'I want to surprise you, I want you needy'. Days to go and I was already dripping, well I could cope with a few days couldn't I?

The days passed like decades, hot, wet, lonely nights. How I coped I don't know, how I stopped myself night after night, edge after edge I can't say. My nights were sweat soaked erotic dreamscapes populated by succubae, I abandoned myself to it. My days were easier though my clit burned and throbbed, especially at work where colleagues flirted, wondering what had got into me as they enjoyed my reactions. Evenings were the worst, we chatted and flirted and masturbated, he talked dirty, he cajoled, encouraged, enthused and still he waited. He came while I wept tears of lust.

I was due to meet him at the airport in an hour, and wanted to surprise him with something special. I came out the shower and dried myself off, enjoying the sensation of the rough towel on my skin. As it passed between my legs I whimpered quietly, tempted to rub some more. It wouldn't do me any good, I had promised to keep myself for him and anyway I was trying to dry off not get wetter. Looking through my wardrobe I chose a sheer knee length skirt, very tight fitting. Beneath this I pulled on a pair of pale hold-ups, savouring the feeling as they encased my legs, compressing and teasing the soft skin of my inner thighs. I had intended to go without panties but thinking about the state I was in I thought that wouldn't be such a good idea, my skirt would be soaked before we left the airport. Instead I chose one of my cutest thongs, lemon yellow and sheer at the front. It cupped my swollen lips closely and I traced my finger along the line between them, enjoying the way my panties transmitted the feeling. My lips were shaved bare and I could see them clearly through the material, I knew that my husband would appreciate that! Finally I pulled on a matching yellow camisole trimmed with lace, and a low cut fitted shirt that displayed too much décolletage and accentuated my narrow waist. A dab of perfume, a hint of makeup, my highest heels, and a very aroused woman left the house.

An hour later he came through the gate and I threw myself into his arms. This was meant to be a loving reunion, but I confess that as I felt his chest press against me and his arms circled me my libido overtook me. I kissed him passionately, grinding myself against his hardening cock and was honestly in danger of cuming when a discreet cough at my side alerted me to someone's presence. Looking very amused Ben introduced me to Liv, one of his colleagues. As I held out my hand to her she grinned and I felt the blush rising up my chest and heating my face, to my horror my embarrassment making my nipples erect. Liv looked down, grinned again and kissed me gently on both cheeks. Her breasts brushed against me and her perfume was intoxicating. Her presence was making me burn and I had the distinct impression that she knew it. Fortunately she said her goodbyes and left while Ben guided me firmly to the car.

I felt his hand on my hip, then cupping my arse. As my pussy gushed into my panties and my head swam I felt him teasing my buttocks while his tongue played wetly in my ear. Finally when I could stand it no longer, when I was about to fuck him right there in the car park he whispered 'I'm hungry darling, aren't you hungry? Let's have dinner."

The Bastard! What the hell was he thinking?

"Oh before I forget he said" by now we were in the car, "pull your skirt up to your waist, close your eyes, no peeking". I felt his hands stroking my soft thighs, caressing the junction between them and my aching lips, enjoying the smooth velvet skin near my pussy. I was whimpering now though I tried not to, as his fingers crept into my panties teasing my frothing pussy, circling and squeezing my clit and bringing me to the point of my much needed climax. I felt the beginning of a monster orgasm, building up and rising inside me. Careless now of the wetness spilling down my legs I slipped forward on the seat, spread my legs wide and pressed my pelvis up into his hand crying for more. Then he stopped, smoothing my panties back in place, and as I panted is desperation he told me I must wait till after dinner but not to worry he will make sure I have plenty to distract me. With a growing sense of horror I looked down to see the tiny vibrator in the gusset of my panties, pressed between my lips just below my clit, the remote in his hand. It was going to be a long night.

Dinner was a most incredible experience, the food was, as ever, excellent, and half a bottle of wine went down very smoothly leaving a mellow buzz. On the other hand I couldn't sit still, squirming with need and having to concentrate on enjoying my food. The waiter was rather solicitous and very flirtatious; a fact Ben took full advantage of by turning up the vibrator every time he was near. I am sure he guessed something was up as he kept grinning whenever my voice cracked, in fact I think at one point he even smelt my arousal, his nostrils flaring. I was thoroughly humiliated but desperately aroused. By the time I was half way through the meal my panties were soaked and I was worried about the state of my dress! I had been close to the edge several times already. I squirmed in my seat, clenching my thighs together and tensing for extra pleasure, savouring the buzz in my swollen clit and slipperiness inside me. Ben was smiling at me, lovingly, but like a man up to serious mischief. Little did I know!

We walked into the house, at last, I hurried wanting privacy, wanting to throw off my clothes and fuck my husband senseless. Ben took his time, strolling in, carefully hanging his coat up and totally ignoring me as I tried to make myself and my needs known. In frustration I unzipped my skirt letting it pool at my feet, stepped out of it slowly, pointing my toes and exaggerating the length of my stockinged legs, then climbed the stairs to our bedroom swaying my hips and showing Ben my panties peeking beneath my shirt. He groaned, finally a reaction, and I felt his tread behind me, his hands reaching up and resting on my hips beneath my shirt, smoothing over my skin and raising goose bumps all over me. Finally my handsome husband was going to fuck me.

We tumbled into the bedroom and onto the bed, kissing each other hard, his tongue flitted into and out of my mouth, teasing and fucking me, a promise of pleasures to come. I could feel his erection trapped against me bare thigh and his thigh ground the vibrator into my clit. I ripped his shirt open exposing his broad chest and ran my hands over it, holding back a moment before I buried my face in it. I felt his muscles and hair against my cheek, smelt the musky smell of man, then began softly kissing his nipples grazing them with my teeth. 'tell me what you want' he demanded roughly, 'beg me for it'. I did, like a harlot I begged and pleaded, 'fuck me, shit fuck me any way you want. Use me, I want you, need you inside me. Please!'

As I begged he moved, pinned my arms above my head and secured them with ties I hadn't even noticed. I gyrated and thrust my hips up at him, begging him, pleading with my eyes, 'use me fuck me abuse me' I thought as I slipped steadily deeper in my submission. He tore open my shirt, buttons flying and scattering to the floor, the air was cool against my skin, shocking. I thrust my chest out raising my breasts to him and waiting for his mouth. I knew he would be rough, he loved tormenting me with my sensitive nipples and he didn't disappoint. Sucking one hard into his mouth he clamped down with his lips until I cried out in pain, then repeated it on my other nipple. I looked down at them, slick with his saliva and red, swollen. The sight of them so lewdly alive, and the way they throbbed, went right through me provoking another wave of arousal. His hands were at the waistband of my thong, I raised my hips and he pulled them off freeing my pussy at last. He groaned and like a starving animal he ate me, no subtlety or gentleness he simply pressed his tongue deep into me, tasting me, fucking me, pulling me open and letting his lip rub against my clit. i knew that anything he did would send my flying. I could smell my arousal, normally that would embarrass me but in the state I was in it just made me hotter. I revelled in my body, my sexuality, almost as though in a trance I let the feeling wash over me.

It wasn't long before I was ready, the contractions were starting, a fluttering deep inside myself, clenching in my pussy. I knew I had to be careful, Ben was in a teasing mood and I had to hide my reaction from him if I wanted to cum soon. I knew that if I didn't he would torment me for ages. I closed my eyes and tried to calm the impulses until it was too late but unfortunately he was too in tune with me, using it as a sign to help him keep me even closer to the edge. Up and down for what felt like hours, I begged him, promised to do anything for him, be his slut, his slave, suck him off daily, just to be allowed to cum. In reply he simply grinned, tied my legs wide apart to the ends of the bed, blindfolded me, and sank his length deep inside me. His cock felt like hot steel as it sank into me, almost tipping me over the edge as he bottomed out, his wiry pubes grinding against my swollen clit. He pulled out slowly leaving me gaping, aching and empty. "Darling I have a surprise for you" he said as he walked out.

My breathing ragged, thighs clenching for stimulation (which wouldn't come as my legs were so wide apart), cool air on my wet pussy and thighs. I must have looked every inch a wet dream. I was so absorbed in my own world that I didn't notice the footsteps, didn't realise something had changed until I smelt her perfume. Liv's perfume? I wriggled frantically and heard her chuckle. I could get used to this she said as she was pulling off my blindfold. Ben said something I couldn't hear and I opened my eyes to see Liv's beautiful chocolate eyes looking at me. I took in her long dark hair, wavy, lying over her tanned shoulders. I gasped, she was stunning, she wore a waspie but was bare breasted, and had on black panties and dark stockings. Her breasts were fantastic, full and heavy though as pert as could be expected given their size, tipped with hard dark nipples. Just the kind of girl I had told Ben I liked. She sat by me on the bed idly toying with my pussy as if she owned me. I was to put it mildly, gushing. On seeing her state of dress my embarrassment had changed to utter and complete lust for her. I tried to lean my head over and kiss some part of her, in vain.

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Ben walked over and started to play between my legs. I couldn't see what he was doing as Liv leant in to kiss me while he did it. I dimly heard and felt things being put onto me but was mostly lost in the kiss. You taste wonderful Liv told me, sweet honey lips, I hope you like kissing me because I will want much more. I only groaned in reply. Ben started to speak.

"Meet my new subbie darling, I know we have been looking for a while but I have found her. She is my toy, but to you she is Mistress, you will do whatever either of us tell you from now on. I have put a chastity belt on you to protect you from yourself. If you agree it will be locked and we will have the only keys. Liv will be having all your orgasms from now on, starting tonight. She will enjoy my cum inside her while you will endure unbearable torment and denial. You may not have me inside you very often so I hope you savoured it tonight.". I was shaking my head, deep in subspace but shocked to the core, nonetheless my body told me clearly what it wanted. "You will be expected to give her as many orgasms as she wants, and your pleasure will be to taste me inside her. Your orgasms will from now on be at our whim, just enough to maximise your frustration, but keep you crying with need. If you agree you will lick Liv to the first of many orgasms. If not then we will have fun tonight and nothing more will be said of it." as he said this Liv lowered herself over my face, her musky smell driving me mad with need, obviously swollen and already parting I could see moisture on her smooth lips. There was only one option, my body demanded it. Almost despite myself my tongue reached out and traced the line of her pussy from her perineum to her clit. She dropped down, driving her pussy into my mouth and crying out her pleasure as Ben closed the cold front panel of my belt over 'their' burning pussy and clicked the lock shut.

"Best wishes darling, your fantasy is coming true. I hope you like it because there is no turning back now and it may be a long time before you cum again."


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Ben walked over and started to play between my legs. I couldn't see what he was doing as Liv leant in to kiss me while he did it. I felt things being put into me, things that stretched me and made me spread wide, but I was mostly lost in the kiss. You taste wonderful Liv told me, sweet honey lips, I hope you like kissing me because I want much more. I only groaned in reply. Ben started to speak.

"Meet my new friend darling, I know we have been looking for another girl for a while, well I have found her. as he was speaking I could see Liv rubbing herself, spreading her wetness over her lips with one hand while teasing me with the other. "she likes you darling, a lot, and I am sure we will both like her. I met her at the conference but lucky for us she only lives a few miles away. She is a very naughty girl". I was shocked to the core, had Ben been with her? Did i want this? Was i ready? Nonetheless my body responded, it knew what it wanted and it sung to me. I writhed with pleasure. "If you agree you will lick Liv to the first of many orgasms. If not then you and I will have fun tonight and nothing more will be said of it." as he said this Liv lowered herself over my face, her need was obvious and it drove me wild, obviously swollen and already parting I could see moisture on her smooth lips. There was only one option, my body demanded it. Almost despite myself my tongue reached out and traced the line of her pussy from her perineum to her clit, the taste searing into me. She dropped down, driving her pussy onto my mouth and crying out her pleasure as Ben drove his steel cock into me.

With that one thrust my first orgasm crashed over me. I bucked against the restraints and moaned into Liv's pussy as Ben continued to drive into me, igniting smaller orgasms as he did. "Best wishes darling, your fantasy is coming true. I hope you like it."

Being bad at a party!

We went to a christmas party at my wife's ex boyfriends home. He is a musician and knows some very cool people. I was doing the usual male 'jeans and a t-shirt' thing but she had dressed up in a very short skirt, blouse with ribbons tieing the front together (showing skin down the front), no bra. Lots of skin showing and nipples very erect. She has very pronounced and I think heavenly nipples, like the perfect cherry topping on a creamy soft breasts.

As we left the house and walked down the steps to the car she lifted the front of her skirt to flash me, and it was all I could do not to jump her right there! She was wearing high cut nude tights with no panties on and a freshly shaved pussy. Mouthwatering. I could just imagine what the neighbours would think if they saw, shame for them they missed it. We had a great party, musos, lots of piano and drums (mostly christmas tunes being ad-libbed), some singing. Lots of christmas cheesiness.

Later in the evening as a few people left and the hardcore were left behind someone suggested a game, using an empty cornflake box. The idea is that you cut it in half and in turn people try to bend down from standing and pick it up wih their teeth, hands behind the back. As you can imagine the girls bending double look good and there were a few guys shuffling places... As the game hotted up her competitive streak and alcohol got to her and she decided to join in. By this time the cornflake packet was down to one quarter of its original height. Every time she spread her legs wide and bent over the skirt rode up, teasing but not quite displaying anything. There were other very flexible girls but only one in a short skirt, and her tights were not see-thru. Eventually the cornflake packet had been cut down to about 1 inch high and on this attempt she spread her legs into a wide split, bent right over double and got the packet... Of course this time her skirt gave up the ghost and just rose up above her hips leaving her basically totally nude from behind. She was bent mouth to the floor while a guy was sitting directly behind her. She 'claims' she had forgotten about how exposed she was, but I know she rather likes it. The look on his face was priceless! A mixture of shock, surprise and lust, poor guy didnt know what to do but look (and I cant blame him, its a lovely pussy). Next to him was another guy and he and his wife were both laughing their asses off at his reaction. It later transpired that he has never had sex (in his late thirties) and its probably the first time he has seen a sight like that in real life. He told my wifes ex the next day that he spent a very pleasant night thinking about it:)

We drove home late, 4-5am, nearing home we started talking about her being an exhibitionist and how much she likes it. We talked about how we had played in a club in public with her lover S. As we talked she started to get very turned on, her breathing changed and I could see all the signs of a very horny woman. We pulled up at some traffic lights near home and i reached over, slipped my hand beneath her skirt (not difficult) and started to tease her through her tights. She was very hot and extremely damp already. I kept up the teasing talk and playing for the last mile. By the time we pulled up on our drive her head was back and her mind was elsewhere, lost in her fantasy world and the pleasure between her legs. I couldnt help it, I love exhibiting her in public. Even though it was late and nobody could see it was still fun (there is always the possibility of exposure). A few minutes of teasing later I pushed my hand inside her hose to find her absolutely sodden, brought her to the edge of her orgasm and kept her hovering there. Some time later we went inside. By now i was ready to burst and so was she. Since she was getting off on being treated like a slut i pushed her over the back of the sofa (her skirt riding high), pulled her top up and her hose down to mid thigh, and fucked her hard right there by the front door until i came inside her. While I was fucking she was frigging herself to her own much needed orgasm, fingers a wet blur as she cried out in the throws of her own orgasm. We went to bed and fooled around some more that night, but that was the highlight for me.