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pre christmas peace and fun

Posted by secretlynaughty on December 5, 2010

Fiona stood at the bar, her trainers slipped slightly and the hems of her black jeans dragged in the mud.

One tea and a hot dog with onions please

She was taking a break from the manic masses that were everywhere. Her Christmas shopping was done. The presents for her children were wrapped and the food bought. Now all she needed to do was get the house straight. She had let things go for ages now and the kids did nothing to help. School books still lay on the table amongst the clean laundry that she had neatly folded, but was now a muddle of garments tumbling onto the floor. Fiona had come up here to get a breath of fresh air and take in her favourite view.

Make that two hot dogs, one tea and one coffee please mate

Said a voice from behind her right shoulder. As she turned to look at the owner of the voice she found herself looking at a man she had never seen before. He wore an orange rain jacket and jeans with walking boots. His face was kind, his eyes a soft green that twinkled at her as he smiled.

As Fiona opened her mouth to protest this man held his finger to his lips to indicate that she shouldn’t say anything.

‘I came up here to get away from the Christmas Eve crowds, I take it you are doing the same. Please accept these as a Christmas gift from one stranger to another to celebrate the peace we have both found.’

His smile as he spoke captivated Fiona, she was speechless, nothing like this happens to her. It’s the sort of thing you might read about in those soppy novels by the likes of Barbara Cartland. Nora Luft’s her ex husband had always called them.

The steaming mugs sat on the bar now as the man inside the van placed the two hot dogs on to the stainless steel holder where they could sit whilst sauce was added. That was a good idea meant you still had both hands free. Fiona picked up her hot dog complete with brown sauce and her mug of steaming tea she turned to the stranger to thank him and began walking towards her car. The man followed her to her car.

‘I come up here fairly often when I can. I love looking out over the city picking out the land marks then looking out over the harbour counting the ships.’

Smiling Fiona looks up into his face.

‘Yes I do that too……sometimes in the day like this but also at night when the city is all lit up. I like trying to pick out the places I know. It’s getting cold now; I am going to get into my car, thank you for these.’

‘No worries, it was a pleasure to put a smile on a beautiful face, why don’t you come sit in my car we can show each other the places we know’.

Seeing Fiona looking around puzzled.
‘Sorry my name’s Ben, my car is over there the other side of the white van.’

‘Hi Ben, Fiona, do you do this often? Buy drinks for stranger women and invite them into your car?’

‘Actually no, I am quite shy, but it must be something about the day and seeing you there alone, you looked so much at peace with yourself. You are very sexy did you know that?’

‘Thank you Ben.’

‘No thank you for allowing me to chat with you. Look I can see you are getting colder as you are shivering now, please come to my car with me, I promise I won’t abduct you. I will even give you my car keys to hold if that makes you feel safer’

The two people, complete strangers just a few short minutes ago, walked towards his blue Mondeo. Once inside with their mugs resting on the shelf making circular patches of steam develop on the windscreen. Fiona and Ben continue chatting about the view, and their reasons for being there on this damp Christmas Eve.

‘Everything is so hectic at this time of year it’s nice to just spend a little while away from the crowds.’

‘I hate crowds, I love getting out into the countryside on my bike, but on days like this there are so many things that need to be done to make sure that tomorrow is as good as possible, but I still need to get a little bit of peace so that I can face the rest of it. Here let me take that for you, oh don’t you have small delicate hands, may I?’

Ben takes hold of Fiona’s hand and turning it palm up he lightly kisses her fingertips. Fiona giggles, she looks into Ben’s eyes for a fraction longer than she needs to, their eyes lock as he leans across and plants a kiss on her cheek. As he draws back their eyes meet again before he leans in for a kiss on Fiona’s waiting lips.

‘ Mmmm you taste nice can I kiss you again?’

Fiona puts her hands on his shoulders drawing Ben towards her as they lose themselves in their kiss. Hands stroking and rubbing each other as their desire for each other builds rapidly now. Ben slips a hand between Fiona’s legs which she parts slightly without even thinking about what she is doing. All she knows and cares about in this moment is that this lovely man is kissing her and she doesn’t want him to stop. Taking her hands off his shoulders Fiona places her left hand on Ben’s thigh whilst her right hand delves inside his jacket and under his sweater. She only knows that it is almost Christmas. She has been dreading a lonely Christmas with no kisses under the mistletoe for her this year and here she was in the arms of this kind sexy man.

As his hand inches up between her thighs Fiona begins to squirm about in her seat, trying to make it easier for Ben to find the place she wants him to find. She knows that once his fingers reach the top of her thighs he will notice how wet she has become, surely some of her wetness has seeped through the material of her jeans. She feels the little tugs in her clitoris as their kisses become more urgent. Half pulling away Fiona fumbles with the button fly on her jeans, she takes hold of Ben’s hand guiding him into her jeans so that his fingers just nudge her engorged button.

Fiona almost jumps off the seat as her body convulses with the shock as his fingers find just the right place to trigger an immediate orgasm.

‘Fuck! Oh god! Fuck! fuck! Don’t stop, hey please don’t ……..that felt so good, I don’t remember the last time I felt that good.’

Fiona can’t believe how quickly Ben brought her to orgasm then withdrew his fingers, but she relaxed when she saw him place his fingers against his lips drawing one finger between his lips, his left hand drawing her head back close to his, he slips the other wet finger between her lips so that they are both tasting her juice simultaneously.

Fiona kisses Ben whilst his fingers are still in both their mouths, her own fingers busy working on his belt and zip, she wants his cock released from the confines of his jeans. Ben tilts his seat back a little as Fiona lowers her head, she can already see the pre cum glistening an the head of his stiff waiting penis. It seems to be calling to her. Fiona can taste the sweet stickiness before her tongue makes contact with his rock hard shaft. Now they are both moaning as she draws his length slowly into her mouth.
She feels the swelling increase as his sperm begins to spurt into her hot mouth.

‘sorry’

‘what are you sorry for?’

‘I came so quickly, it’s been a while since I last had my cock in a woman’ mouth, it was just too much for me to contain myself, sorry.’

‘no need to be sorry’

‘Any way I must apologise as you didn’t come here for this, I should never have kissed you.’

‘yes you should, I know I came here for a bit of peace, well I got a piece of you and that was an unexpected bonus. I expected to spend Christmas without a kiss. Now I have been kissed by you.’

Fiona smiles wickedly at Ben as he blushes

‘There must be a fairy Godmother after all.’

Fiona clambers out of the car adjusting her jeans and strides back to her own car, switches on the engine and drives away to join her family with the Christmas preparations.

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Aiming for pleasure

Posted by secretlynaughty on February 19, 2010

It is hot and sunny, I can feel the sweat trickle down my back I look at him curled up on the picnic blanket with his head in my lap. The last time I was here months ago it was raining, I watched the school children in their rain macs as I chatted to my friend over our hot drinks. Today it is like a completely different place. Today the snack bar is full of people eating ice creams. The car parks are full, there are large groups of people having picnics, games of cricket and other group activities. The air is filled with the sound of laughter and the smell of burgers and sausages cooking.

Looking around everyone seems to be enjoying this summer day so rare this year. Once the sandwiches and fruit have been consumed washed down with cold water he grabs my hand pulling me up from my sitting position where I have been leaning against his car watching the world enjoy this lovely day. Together we pack away the remnants of our picnic.  Locking the car and he pulls me across the grass towards the big map showing all the walks. He is much fitter than me, he has to be for his job. We look at the choice of walks, I like the look of the ‘short woodland walk’ only 3km, he likes the look of the ‘juniper walk’ 7km with steep inclines. I persuade him that my flip flops won’t make 7km. He agrees to a shorter but less popular walk.

I am breathing hard by the time we reach the top of the first stretch of the walk, looking out across neatly harvested fields a windmill on the crest of a hill in the distance, we sit on a bench admiring the view. We haven’t seen anyone else so far on this walk. I am enjoying this lazy day with him, his arm drapped across my shoulders. I must have lost myself in my own thoughts for a minute as he takes me by suprise when his hand darts up the inside of my shorts. I turn to him and he kisses me passionately. I am melting in his arms as I always do. If ever I got stuck and needed to be rescued I can think of none better to be rescued by.

My mind is jumping all over the place as he massages my inner thighs with his left hand, holding my shoulder with his right hand. No way to escape his grip even if I wanted to, which I dont. I try to break away from his kiss saying we cant do this here someone will see us. ‘Nonsense we have not seen another soul yet.’ He slides to the ground bringing me with him onto the lush grass. His fingers still inside my shorts he finds my wet pussy prising open my wet and waiting lips. His mouth devouring mine as his body pins me to the ground the smell of fresh grass fills my nose as I lose myelf in the sensations he brings to my body. His fingers now fucking me deep as I writhe to meet him, my hips raised as I push myself to him wanting him now not caring who should see us.

He tears himself away from my insistent mouth as he props himself up on his elbow facing away from me now. I know why, he doesnt have to say anything I know that very soon I shall have wet feet as he makes me squirt. My red shorts have been rucked up so that my naked pussy is exposed to the air as he presses into my willing cunt making my juice fly through the air to hit my feet. I am moaning and writhing on the ground his body close to mine but not close enough as my desire builds to a crescendo of twitching muscles and trembling limbs.

It hits my right foot first then my left how the fuck does he do that? But who cares as long as he is here now doing wonderful things to me. I pull him unceremoniously back down to the ground beside me as I fumble with his shorts. I already knew he would be comando just as I am today. I release his hard cock from the confines of his navy blue shorts and demand that he FUCK ME NOW FOR GODS SAKE!! He makes me promise that I will lick him clean after he has fucked me hard. Oh yes please Sam anything you say my beautiful sexy man. He leans across me with my right leg over his hips as he enters me, not gently but with a sudden thrust pushing as far into me as my shallow vagina allows.

We are grinding our hips together now, lost in our own world here on the grass by the side of the footpath.I feel my juice seeping out of me as he makes me cum again. He is grunting in my ear to the rhythm of my own moans and wimpers. I look up to see his face crease up as he nears his own orgasm, he pulls out and instantly I feel the hotness of his spunk as it hits the top of my breast and trickles down into the hollow of my throat. He pushes his fingers into his spunk on my chest playing with the sticky mess before offering his fingers to me to lick. I have just finished licking his fingers clean when we hear the sound of children laughing and shouting. He kneels up and sees the family coming our way. We straighten up and he grabs my hand pulling me along as we run along the path. I will have to finish him off later when we get back to his house where my car is waiting for my return.

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When a stranger enters

Posted by secretlynaughty on January 29, 2010

Hi ….I am really sorry but I won’t be able to meet you for lunch tomorrow. I had forgotten that I had agreed ages ago that I would help out with a school trip in the morning. I don’t think we will be back until after lunch as we have been advised to take a picnic with us.

Ok babe I understand…….when will you be free to see me, I have waited so long to see you.

(tongue in cheek) well I am free right now

Ok I can do that if can we meet in Whatsit as it’s about half way. I would have to be back at my office by 5pm. It’s just after 1pm now I can be there in about 25 minutes.

That will be fine but it does mean that I shall be dressed as I am now in my jeans, no sexy clothes.

I don’t mind that as long as I get to see you…….I can’t wait. Ok I will see you in about 25 minutes.

25 minutes later I was outside the hotel we had chosen waiting for Stuart’s car to arrive. Within minutes I saw his smiling face as he strode towards me. He stooped to kiss me hello. This was the first time we had met but we had spoken often and seen each other on web cam so we recognised each other immediately. Stuart took my hand leading me through the glass doors towards the hotel bar. As it was early on a sunny Monday afternoon there were only two other people in the bar apart from the bar tender who indicated that if we found somewhere to sit he would soon be over to take our orders. Stuart ordered our drinks, both soft drinks as we were both driving. We sat chatting and touching, we couldn’t keep our hands to ourselves. Stuart went to book us a room so we could be more private. But the hotel had no spare rooms. We decided to go to another hotel a few hundred meters along the road, again there was no room at the Inn but they did tell us that there were rooms at their hotel on the other side of the town. We drove in convoy to our third hotel. We stood in reception holding hands and occasionally kissing while we chatted. The receptionist was busy with a couple of business men. Finally the were finished and Stuart booked our room. Room 210 she said pointing us in the direction of the lift. We got to the second floor went through the first door and found room 210. No need to use the key as the door was ajar. It wasn’t long before we were reclining on the bed with half our clothes disgarded on the floor as we explored each other.

I had not long been on the dating site and had not met many men but OH Stuart was lovely, a really sexy man, tall dark, handsome, a real gentlman. Not the least bit pushy, quite happy to take things at my pace. But the more we explored each other the more I wanted him. I wanted him touching me, kissing me holding me to him, It wasn’t long before I was having my first orgasm as his fingers found my already wet pussy. He had me worked up to a frenzy when he slid down my body, kissing my skin as he went until his mouth was over my mons. Gently at first then with more passion his tongue was circling and flicking at my clit. Omg another shuddering orgasm as my body twitched involuntarily as his tongue went inside my lips showing me what a man can do with his tongue, this was fairly new to me at this time. I tightened my grip on his long and thick cock. I am sure it was the biggest I had come across until then. I was so desperate to feel it inside me but Stuart had other ideas as he crossed the room to find the condoms he had with him.

It was only a short space of time before he had rejoined me on the bed with his cock now sheathed in his mint flavoured condom. He found his way inside me, beginning to pump my pussy as it hadn’t been pumped for a while. Before he climaxed he withdrew, taking off his condom for me to take him in my mouth. Mmmm the taste of mint was lovely, and the feel of his cock in my hungry mouth was delightful. As we lay together kissing and caressing as we caught our breath we heard someone at the door trying to get in. We fell silent, whoever it was went away, but a few short moments later the room telephone rang. Stuart answered. It was reception, it seems we were in the wrong room we should have been in room 212, looking more closely at the room key Stuart confirmed that it did indeed say room 212. But we were in room 210, we both clearly remembered the receptionist telling us room 210 and as the door had been open we hadn’t needed to use the key. The receptionist decided to leave us where we were but give the other guest room 212.

I was on all fours as Stuart was trying to enter my ass for the first time when we were disturbed by more noise. The door opened and a tall blonde man in his 30s entered the room. He still had the key to this room although he had now been allocated room 212.
He apologised for disturbing us but he needed to swap keys with us. Stuart motioned to the table where the key was lying close to the phone. The stranger entered further into the room to pick up the key but instead of leaving again he stood mesmerised by the sight before him.
(to be continued)

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an afternoon with chief

Posted by secretlynaughty on January 21, 2010

Oh wow

I have been chatting with chief for a few weeks now he is a good few years younger than me. We have not chatted very much as we never seem to be online at the same time for very long. But this afternoon he started chatting and the chat got quite sexy. We were both getting turned on so we agreed to meet up. I was about 10 minutes late arriving at our agreed meeting place, I had been so hot and bothered from chatting to him that I had just had to have a play with myself to relieve the tension before I set off. My mobile was ringing as I came around the corner to the car park. I drove to the end of the car park looking for his car couldn’t see it but then saw in my rear view mirror that he was behind me. We both pulled into spaces by the hedge which skirts the edge of the car park. Chief came and got into the passenger seat of my car. We sat chatting for about ten minutes. I can’t believe how girly and giggly I was. He said I wasn’t at all. He smelt devine, he has a lovely face much better in person than on web cam. He thought it was a real turn on that I had been playing before I came out. He admitted that he had too.

He asked me to demonstrate how I had played with myself but as there was not much room in the driver’s seat with the steering wheel in the way, we transferred to his car. Once in his car, chief leant over slid his hand inside my skirt found my thong, pulled it to one side inserting his finger into my clit rubbing quite hard, I had to tell him to be a little softer. Then I took over playing with my clit while he played with my nipples, he is also the most delicious kisser. Soon I was coming to a climax as I felt his fingers squeezing my nipples and I imagined that it was his tongue inside me. My juice gushed over my fingers as I lay back in the seat. I kissed him then brought my fingers up to his lips for him to taste. He told me how much he wanted to fuck me now but he had been called into the workshop where he works in his spare time. I agreed to go with him as he wouldn’t be long. When we got there the place was locked up. We were alone, he pulled his car into the garage and closed the big double doors. Chief came around to my side of the car and helped me out. We stood by the car kissing then he moved me around so that I could sit upon the bonnet of his car. Hitching up my skirt so he could bury his face between my thighs where I was still wet from a few minutes earlier. Mmmm his fingers and tongue were as magic as I knew they would be. I reached forward and unfastened the brown leather belt around his tight blue jeans. Pulling down the zipper his penis sprang out, he was commando. Hmmm better than I could have hoped for. I took hold of his shaft and began to stroke him but this was an almost impossible angle for me. I had to get my back at almost right angle to reach his cock with my right hand while my left had grabbed onto his dark blue t-shirt. It was only his body which was keeping me from sliding off the bonnet.

Chief murmured that my hand on his cock felt good but now he wanted to see how it felt to be inside my wet pussy. He stood up and slid his circumsized manhood inside me. I couldn’t help giggling at first, at the thought of someone coming into the garage. The first thing they would see was his bare ass in the air as he pumped me as I slid across the bonnet holding onto him for dear life. It has been a long time since I had such a good laugh and a good seeing to at the same time. Mmmmmm that was a really good feeling and another different experience I had told him while we chatted that I wanted to experience sex in different situations. Chief is game for that he says he will do anything I want. Mmmmm even better a fit (very fit), good looking willing young man who knows what he is doing. Why hadn’t I met up with him earlier. I can tell we are going to have some fun. We both now have each other’s mobile numbers. We both want to meet up again for more fun. I shall look forward to that. He slipped his jeans back over his bare ass as he wandered in to the office space at the rear of the workshop. A few minutes later he was back and we settled into his car. This time it was me who leaned across to his still undone jeans. I took him in my mouth mmmm the taste of me still on him. I pleasured his cock teasing it with my tongue in the only way I know how to do. The same way I was describing last night on msn to the married couple from my 6some the other weekend. They had had a 3some on saturday with CY the other man who had told them about the awesome blowjob I had given him. When I had taken him to completion and he had was breathing normally again he drove me back to my car with the promise to meet up again soon. Now I know that I should have taken more notice of these fit younger men who have hit on me in recent months. Especially,if they were anything like Chief. MMMMM if you are reading this hun yes please more, more, more and yes you will do & Yes you are certainly good enough. You should have pushed me harder for a date before this.

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When you go down to the woods today

Posted by secretlynaughty on February 21, 2009

He saw them walking down the gravel path towards the duck ponds, she is short with wavy dark hair wearing a loose white top over a lurid pink mini skirt and flip flops that make that flipping sound as she walks. The man is much taller with short brown hair, jeans and black t-shirt. They are laughing and holding hands. They stop by the railings gazing down at the stagnant water where a fallen tree trunk is preventing the water from flowing over the stepping stones down to the next level and the next pond. They chat pointing at things they see then he takes her in his arms and kisses her. She reaches up and kisses him back with her arms around his neck. They kiss for an age before moving off along the path still chatting nineteen to the dozen. They stop again and kiss some more then they head off the main path along a smaller trail leading into the trees. He follows keeping his distance. They stop again the man bends his head down to hers kissing her bright pink lips. Their passions are rising and a trail of moisture is trickling down the inside of her leg. From his hiding place he can just see where the sun is shining on her moisture as it slowly creeps down from under the hem of her skirt. She is standing with her legs apart pulling him down to her. She clings to him as she softly moans into his chest as another trickle of moisture appears on her leg. They giggle as his hand finds the hem of her skirt and disappears. The man finds her wet panties and she giggles again. Before setting off again, arm in arm back to their cars. She has to collect her child from school. He kisses her goodbye and they go their separate ways.

The next afternoon he sees her arrive at the same place. But wait she is with a different man this one is shorter, in jeans and a blue t-shirt. Today she is wearing her black mini skirt with an orange top. She likes her bright colours, likes to be noticed. They chat as they walk. The man helps her across the stepping stones, before they continue along the path settling for a bench in the sun where they sit watching the ducks as they chat. He can’t hear what they are saying, this couple he watches but he sees them smile and turn to each other their faces just inches apart. This is where they will kiss, but they don’t, she turns away and they continue to chat. He sees her answer her phone, this isn’t it. They chat again. A few more minutes of chatting and she picks up her phone flips it open, quickly shuts it then opens it again. This is what he has been waiting for, her signal. He leaves his hiding place and makes his way to the path a little way from them. He begins to run, runs towards them, the couple look up startled at the footsteps, she screams, he is puzzled.

It’s my husband she screeches, run before he gets here. The man runs off just in time to hear the angry voices.

‘I knew I would find you here you dirty whore, you can’t stop yourself can you?’

‘ What do you expect you are never home ‘

Once the man is out of view she grabs his hand and they run off into the trees. He leads her to his hiding place where he has made a nest for her. He lays her down on his coat and strips her black lace panties from her thighs. Already he can see the glistening dampness between her legs. He turns her over onto her knees tying her wrists to a nearby tree trunk he had earlier dragged into position. He lifts her skirt and slaps her arse. He stops to admire the red print of his fingers on her skin. Leaning over her shoulder he tells her, how much she is adored this slut of his. He had promised her that today she would not return from her walk in the woods frustrated. Today she would feel the fingers of her man in her cunt as he probed and rubbed in just the way she loves. As he feels her release her juice he lowers his head so that he can lick her, lapping up her wetness. Today she would know what it feels like to be fucked from behind as she is tied to the tree. He balls up her silk scarf he had been carrying in his pocket, slipping it between her lips to help her stay silent. He couldn’t let her go home frustrated again. It was a good idea of hers to pretend he was her husband. If he was her husband he wouldn’t let her out to meet all these other men. He wonders how she would feel if she knew the plans he had for her at his house. Her collar and lead, the whip with its red leather handle. Matching wrist and ankle straps ready for her to try out. How would she react to the clover leaf nipple clamps. This was a start anyway, she had allowed him to tie her wrists so readily. He had seen the spurt of moisture when she had realised what he was doing. He licked his lips hungrily at last he could taste her!

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