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Zoo

Posted by secretlynaughty on December 11, 2010

Louisa was just parking as I pulled into the car park, good timing by both of us. Crossing the road we walked into the pub together. Standing at the bar to order our drinks I glanced into the corner where the band and all their entourage would be, taking note of who was there.

We were both tired after a hectic week at work and didn’t fancy spending all evening on our feet, we found an unoccupied table on the far side of the entrance. It meant we wouldn’t be able to see the band paying but we would have no trouble hearing them. You would think that working together 9 hours a day 5 days a week we would run out of things to talk about but not so. I was sat with my back to the window, facing into the room.

I was amused to see that the drummer’s girlfriend RC walk over to our end of the room looking around before turning on her heel and retracing her steps. I wonder who she was looking for? A few minutes later the sound man’s wife walked past going to the ladies. Now I really did think that, that was funny. Our table was on a raised area set back from the main part of the room which was taken up by a couple of pool tables. When I had glanced at the band on our arrival I had noticed that TW was heading into the ladies room right next to where they were all sitting. So not only did I think she didn’t really need to go again so soon (10 or 15 mins at the most) but why go to the ladies room at the far end of the pub when there is one just a dozen steps from where you are sitting.

Throughout the evening both RC and TW were taking it in turns to walk through to the ladies. With each walk TW was taking more time to look in our direction. Obviously there was nothing wrong with the ladies on their side of the pub as none of the other ladies in their group were walking past us.

I am guessing that the two of them were too concerned with where I was to be able to enjoy the evening. Whereas Louisa and I had a lovely evening (my friend Janice was meant to meet us but didn’t make it). The one blight on my evening being a phone call from my ex but that aside I had a nice time minding my own business with a lovely friend listening to live rock music and chatting.

However by the time we left I did feel as though I was an exhibit in a zoo.

I did not see or speak to sound man (Karl) at all during the evening and have heard nothing from him since.

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here endeth the drought

Posted by secretlynaughty on November 14, 2010

I was the first to arrive. I had changed out of my trousers into my black mini skirt and was stood gazing at the city in the distance all lit up against the dark sky. His hands were caressing my neck and shoulders as he stood behind me. I was enjoying this quiet moment just the two of us. Again the weeks had flown by since we were last together. The moment was broken with the ringing of the door bell. Wilma and Curtis bustled in from the windy night. Greetings were exchanged, it had been months since Dave had last seen them and even longer since I had first met them.

Wilma was looking radiant and Curtis looked more handsome than I remembered. Dave did the dutiful host bit handing out glasses of rose champagne whilst Curtis had a beer. Wilma and I took up positions at either end of the 3 seater sofa, Curtis in one of the arm chairs and Dave perched on the arm of the sofa. I did feel a slight jealousy when Dave was caressing Wilma the way he had been doing with me before their arrival, only this time he was letting his hand roam over her chest too.

We all chatted aimiably catching up on the months that had passed. At Dave’s invitation Curtis wedged himself between us girls. I watched Dave kissing the back of Wilma’s neck…….why couldn’t he do that to me!! Curtis took hold of my left breast squeezing and stroking through the lycra of my skimpy red top and peach lace bra. That felt good. Wilma told him to ………..’take it out, you know you want to’.

Curtis didn’t need telling twice, scooping my left breast out of its confines he didn’t waste much time bending his head as he lifted my breast up towards his mouth. The feel of my nipple being sucked enthusiastically brought a mixture of pleasure and sadness that it had been so long since I had last had this kind of attention.By the time Wilma and I had all our breasts uncovered for the pleasure of the men, Curtis was slipping onto his knees between my thighs, pushing aside my matching peach knickers to lick along the edge of my pussy.

Dave suggested that to save their knees we should all go upstairs to his bedroom. Clothes quickly removed Dave and Wilma took up position on the bed not leaving much room for Curtis and myself but we managed. The shock of his tongue against my clit for the first time sent shudders through my body. I was very soon writhing with unrelenting pleasure.  Soon I was moaning in ecstacy, this is what I miss. How could I have doubted that I wanted to do this. I giggle to myself as Wilma’s moans sound so similar to my own. Both men are working us with their fingers.

Moving to stand beside me Curtis presents me with his gorgeous cock. It has been a while since I was given a cock to suck and this one is not only a nice length and thickness (thick enough without being too big for my small mouth) bit feels and tastes great too. To make it easier for Curtis who was jammed up against the bedside cabinet, I swing my legs over the side of the bed as I sit up. Thats better now I can get a better grip on this amazing shaft as my tongue trails up and down, around and around exploring every bit of it.

Whilst I am busying myself in giving and taking as much pleasure as I can with his tool I am aware of his fingers playing with my breasts. But it takes a moment to realise that one of his hands is on my pussy, the other hand on my breast belongs to his wife. Her breath warm on my naked back as Dave finger fucks her from behind. Her fingers become more urgent on my nipple as her orgasm builds. Before releasing her grip as she collaspes spent on the bed behind me.

Pushing me back onto the bed, a condom hastily adorned, Curtis kneels between my thighs lifting my feet up to his shoulders to enter my tight pussy. I suggest some lube might be needed, obligingly I hear a drawer open and Dave tosses a bottle of lube to Curtis. Now we can try again, I try to relax but its not easy knowing this will hurt to begin with. It does hurt and we don’t get far. Swapping over he lays flat and I climb on lowering myself slowly onto his rigid tool. Unlike Fred who lets me take time to ease myself on, Curtis thrust up into me, woah that hurts but I persevere, it is although painful, good to feel him deep inside me. I find it easy to ride him although the pain is still there. This is what my Dr wanted for me last year, a lover who wasn’t afraid to push me without being worried about my pain.

It is only this that will help to stretch my short tight cunt to get back to more normality. We are getting into an easier rhythum now. I am starting to get through the pain but Curtis is ready for another change. I’m on my knees now with my head bouncing off the wooden headboard ……funny I had never noticed before that it is wooden. I grit my teeth as Curtis enters me from behind, if only my head wasn’t so close to the headboard I could enjoy this more. Ohh whats happening now? I am being pulled by my legs towards the foot of the bed as Curtis again fucks me from behind. Yesssss I feel like a real woman again now I have been fucked by a good sized cock, good and hard for the first time in months. Maybe I have found a replacement for Fred and before him Nigel. But this time there is the added bonus that his wife want to play with me too. She wispered to me that she wants to try licking my pussy.

Unfortunately a family emergency meant that they had to leave early. Having dressed to bid our guests goodbye we were content to just sit facing each other on his sofa, my feet in Dave’s lap as he gently stroked them whil we chatted. It had been a long week so I decided to make my weary way home early. I am so glad I hadn’t been too tired to join in the fun this time. I can’t wait for the next time the four of us get together again.

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awol

Posted by secretlynaughty on November 13, 2010

It has been weeks now

It started with face book

It started with poking

He poked me frequently and I returned the favour

It dawned on me that we were not friends

But I liked the look of him anyway

A few messages were exchanged

Checking the minimal info on his profile revealed his email address

A tentative email to my poking buddy

Followed by an exchange of emails amounting to dozens

Every day

My face he had not seen

My legs he adored

He enjoyed the mystery

As day by day we learnt

More about each other

The poking continued day in day out

Slowly this man was getting under my skin

I tell myself that this is not real

It isn’t like we are even in the same part of the country

Yet I know that the miles between us need not be a barrier

He liked my smile when eventually a photo he saw

Now I have not heard from him for 48 hrs

I miss his words, his cheek and his smile

As each hour passes without his name in my inbox

A sadness descends over me

How could someone I have never met crept into my heart

He has gone AWOL and I don’t know if this is good or bad

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Happiness is ……

Posted by secretlynaughty on November 7, 2010

Happiness is having my mouth wrapped around the gorgeous cock of a lovely man while both he and his wife play with my nipples 😉

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livin libido low

Posted by secretlynaughty on October 25, 2010

It has been a lovely sunny peaceful sunday morning. I was relaxing enjoying the delicious hot water and soft white bubbles of my bath when it happened. Time was my own, there was no rush like there is on a weekday morning. Lifting my right leg out of the water to rest my foot on the side of the bath and slid my hand down between my thighs.

Using my finger I pressed, rubbed and flicked but nothing happened, I was willing myself to climax. Nothing I did helped, there was no sign of arousal. I was thinking about this and the way I have been feeling lately. I have been feeling a lack of arousal. My recent lack of sex has not bothered me, if anything it has been more of a relief.

In the next couple of days I will be alone at home for a whole night whilst my remaining children are away from home. This would be an ideal time to invite either Karl or Dave to spend time alone with me in my home. It would be an ideal time to christen my bed. No man has been in my bed since I bought it 2.5 years ago. Yet I have not mentioned to either of them that this opportunity has arisen. Neither have I told Fred who I know would love to see me again. (He has been leaving me offline messages recently making it clear that if I had not been away last week he wanted to see me).

I have concluded that my libido is currently rock bottom. I don’t know how I can change that.

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A question for Fred

Posted by secretlynaughty on October 5, 2010

It has been a while since I last thought about Fred. I have not seen him since January, although we have chatted online maybe half a dozen times since then. As I was making my way home from work trying to concentrate on the rush hour traffic all around me, I looked up at the hill to where Cougar has one of his offices, the place he go to when he wants peace to work. The place with the big red leather couch (he calls it his casting couch). I have been contemplating paying him a visit this week. I won’t be having any unexpected visits after work from Karl so it would be easy to take the high road instead of the motorway and stop off for a cuppa and whatever else is on offer. I know that Cougar is leaving it to me to decide when to visit……he doesn’t think I will. Anyway my mind then wandered off from the idea of visiting Cougar to thinking about Fred. Now that he has sold his house and is living with friends it has made it near enough impossible for us to meet up.

When I first began seeing him (several years ago now) I wasn’t working and he visited me in my home whilst my kids were at school and his work took him out of the office. Then I started working and there was a long spell when we didn’t see each other, that had as much to do with a change in the dynamics of our relationship and I wasn’t able to trust myself to see him, as it was to do with the logistics of it. When I began going to his place in the evenings it worked for us until he sold his house, changed job and moved across the water. Fred will always have a special place in my heart. He is an excellent kisser and just about the only guy in my world these days who is able to give me a good fuck. ( I miss him for his mind and his body). Because it is not easy to see each other currently I tend not to think about him……I have enough going on with Karl, Dave and Cougar (even if that doesn’t involve a lot of satisfying sex). I don’t know why I had begun thinking about him, in my mind I was trying to work out how we could possibly get it together unless he was willing to get a hotel room.

Have you ever had those experiences when you think about someone and the phone rings and its them? Well it was less than 2 hours later I had just logged onto my computer and there was Fred. He wanted to ask my advice and was hoping to catch me online ………….not difficult as I am here most evenings at some point or other. It seems that he has been chatting to a woman who wants to meet him for sex only. Lucky guy you might be thinking, but he is having second thoughts. It isn’t the sex only bit that is worrying him, after all that’s what we were doing (if you don’t include the 4 yrs of friendship that went before during and after it). It isn’t her age (I really don’t remember him telling me that he fantasizes about older women). It isn’t her size (I am hardly a stick and he loves my body).

She has stipulated that there is to be no anal …………although we discussed it we never actual did get around to trying anal sex so that is not a problem. She has also decreed no oral sex. Now I thought he meant none at all. But she is more than happy for him to eat her out but she will not go down on him. He is not sure how he feels about this. Knowing how much he enjoys me sucking his cock especially when done to completion I am not sure he would be happy doing all the giving and not receiving much back. He has such a lovely cock I don’t know how any woman could resist sliding her mouth over it. The hours I have enjoyed teasing him with my tongue, licking and sucking, she must be mad.

So my question to you guys if you were Fred would you be happy to meet this woman knowing in advance that she will not give you a blow job but does expect you to eat her out?

Ladies would you be able to resist this lovely cock, Its a nice length ……..plently of length to lick, a decent girth to wrap your tongue around, not so big that it stretches your mouth but big enough to feel your mouth satisfyingly full. No leisions nothing at all that would put you off. Nice smooth balls just the right size to pop into your mouth for a good suck.

It really is a pity that the one day Fred is available for some daytime fun I shall be on a plane heading away for a few days. Because right now I would love to feel his lips on mine, his fingers tangled in my hair and his legs wrapped around mind as we re-aquaint each other with the body we each know so well. He has also expressed his disappointment that I won’t be around as he would uch rather see me. Maybe one day we will manage it.

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Omg

Posted by secretlynaughty on September 3, 2010

The plan was that I would rush home from work grab some sexy clothes and drive to  Dave’s house. Where I would have a quick shower and change. We would be meeting Yvette and Alfie for a drink and chat which may or may not lead to fun.

What actually happened was that I got home, Dave text me to say that our guests had not arrived, we agreed that I would stay where I was until we knew whether Y & A would be arriving.  Whilst I was waiting I discovered that Karl had called around to fix a dripping tap in my kitchen.  Although he knows that Dave has set up a joint profile for us he gets jealous not of me seeing Dave but of any fun we might have when he isn’t. It was for this reason that I didn’t want to have to tell him that I was going out especially as it was with Dave to meet another couple.

Dave text me that Y & A were on their way, Karl wanted a cup of tea before he went. Finally Karl left I managed to grab a pair of stockings and my sexy red/black shoes under the watchful eye of a teenager muttering that I was going out for a while. (still dressed in my work clothes). Driving as swiftly as traffic and traffic lights would allow, I arrive at the end of Dave’s road, swap my flat driving shoes for my heels. Why do I always forget how steep his road is? (he lives at the bottom of the slope). I needn’t have worried about being late as they hadn’t arrived yet. Nipping into the bathroom to pull on my stockings I discover the biggest hole ever so abandon them.

When they did arrive my first thought was ooooooooohhhhh mmmyyyy ggggaawwwwd look at the size of him !!! But that was nothing compared to my suprise when after chatting for a while Yvette out of the blue announced that she wanted to take all her clothes off.  We all trooped upstairs to the bedroom with a view.

Within a blink of an eye Yvette was left wearing only her fishnet stockings and fishnet body which left her heavy breasts exposed. I stripped down to my black lace bra and knickers, conscious that I had not had a chance to shower. All concerns over that were soon wiped from my mind when the enormouse frame of Alfie was hovering over me helping me out of my remaining garments. Supringly for such a big guy his kisses were not too bad, but it was when my hand reached between his legs that I was in for the biggest shock.

I have never come across a guy with such huge and I mean huge balls. They were massive, I have never seen anything like it. But his cock ! that was another matter altogether. I couldn’t find it. All I could find were these huge balls. OK now this was a lay back and think of England type moment. No wonder Yvette was making the most of enjoying everything Dave was doing to her. I lay back on the bed knees bent feet on the edge allowing Alfie to firstly lick me out, not bad, for a while. Before vigorously finger fucking me. I let him continue long after it had begun to feel sore, probably out of pity. Yvette alongside me with Dave was being very vocal in here enjoyment.

After Alfie had finished playing with my now raw cunt I sat up to once again massage between his legs. Ooohhh mmyyy gggaawwdd I found it! There it was nestled right at the top of his balls. His cock was hardly more than an inch long, (smaller than Dave’s big toe). When I had first seen him when he arrived I had been shocked at how big he was both in height and weight. I was concerned about the thought of his huge frame on top of me as he rammed into me. (I didn’t think I was going to manage this or even want to) . But now I was even more shocked at how small his cock is, I have never seen one so small, (so small that I couldn’t even wank it……the slightest hand movement and it had slipped through my fingers). I always say that the size of a man’s cock is irrelevant (unless in my case it is too big to fit me) but in this instance it did matter.

Minutes later they were both dressing and taking their leave of us. I remained  naked on the bed while Dave saw them out. On his return we shared a few kisses and cuddles before dressing our selves.

I now have to rethink my idea that the size of a man’s cock doesn’t matter…………99 times out of 100 it doesn’t. But guys unless you are as small as this guy you have noting to worry about. The young guy always used to fret about being too small. I have never met him so cannot judge but have always said that if you can hold it in your hand to wank it then it isn’t too small.

Have you ever come across a cock as small as this or perhaps one that is extra big. What is the bigest or amallest you have seen? When is small too small or big too big?

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why?

Posted by secretlynaughty on August 30, 2010

well i had to explain our friendship on sat eve as gobby cow tried to get her 5 pence worth in against me !!!

oh what did you say
did she see me there

that we were friends and have been for some time

no she didn`t u should have gone over
RC tells tails and lots of them thats why nobody likes her

i didn’t wish to be introduced

why

but I did hope that RC would see me with Dave…………..she did turn around

thats why i or anyone else tells her nuthin as she puts 2 and 2 together

mmmmhhhhh

you only have to say that you have done some jobs for me

i have and she knows that

and can truthfully say that you have never been into my bedroom

i know
anyway its sorted

did you say that I was there on sat

i did but got the reply why didn`t you introduce me then ??

you can say that you only spoke to us briefly and when you went back out we had gone

i did

putting the emphasis on we

are you still coming sailing today

yes if its still on
what sort of time

why would any man want to introduce his lover to his wife? It was bad enough putting me in the situation he did the day before with the other wives/partners. It makes no odds to me other than being embarrassing but if as he insists he doesn’t want to leave his his wife (I wouldn’t want him to) why does he want to risk his marriage in this way. He obviously has no understanding of how women think/feel.

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She’s nice

Posted by secretlynaughty on August 28, 2010

I laughed when he told me, sitting on my sofa drinking tea, both of us too exhausted to even think about sex. Snuggled together for a cuddle before he went home to his wife.

It was a bit of a strange night, he said he had liked having me there. Earlier in the week he had asked me to go, he said that his wife had said she wanted to go but there was no room in the van and she doesn’t drive. He gave me money for fuel so that I had no excuse for not going. It was going to be a 60 mile round trip to this gig. No problem (he doesn’t know that I think nothing of driving further than that for sex). He was worried that I would have trouble finding the venue ……I may be a woman but I can read maps and I have a reputation for being able to find my way to most places. He insisted that I follow the van carrying all the equipment. This meant telling his mate the drummer and girlfriend (RC = rock chick) that I would be following them. It also meant we would be there by 7pm although the gig wouldn’t start until after 9pm.

Having sat in my car reading my book for a while on arrival I eventually made my way into the pub bought a drink and found a table. The band were still setting up all their equipment. RC was sat with 2 of the wives from the band.  I was invited to join them which I did although I had my reservations about whether this was a good idea. Anyway I sat chatting and drinking with these three women for the rest of the evening. RC did ask me if I knew Karl’s wife, I admitted that I don’t, but didn’t volunteer any information on how I know Karl. After the gig I said I would follow the van again but only as far as the motorway then I would go at my own speed (it had been boring following at a mere 60mph for 30 miles).  Once on the motorway I put my foot down passing them at 80mph and soon leaving their headlights far behind. I was soon at home, filling the kettle. I was however feeling sleepy before Karl arrived. (only 3 hours sleep the night before was catching up and it was nearing 2am).

It was while we sat together supping hot tea that he told me on the way back RC had uttered those words that now had me laughing and him frowning.

‘She’s nice …….your girlfriend’

‘excuse me’

‘sorry your lady friend………….how do you know her?’

‘mind your own business…….nosy aint you’

The plan was that I would go with my friend to see the band play again tonight at an open air music festival. I knew that this time his wife would be there.  Having now been put in a situation where the other wives now know me this could be awkward. I couldn’t ignore them if they saw me, but what if they tried to introduce me to Mrs Karl. As it turned out my friend didn’t confirm whether she would be at the festival but Dave said he wanted to bring something round to me. I asked him what his plans were for the evening. He picked me up and we went together, this meant that if I was seen by the other wives I could make a point of being there with Dave who I have been seeing for a few months. Dave needed to speak to Karl to confirm a time to go sailing again on Monday (3 of us on a boat again that should be fun ;x )

I did see the wives  (including karl’s) we were stood about 20 feet directly behind them. He did come and speak to us during the last number. It will be harder for me now to just be part of the crowd at gigs.  I won’t be able to go to any gigs on my own now unless I know before hand that Mrs Karl won’t be there. If I do go I will have to take Dave with me, making it clear that I am with Dave.

If Karl had let me make my own way to last night’s gig I could have remained the face in the crowd but not anymore. Now everyone involved with the band (except Mrs Karl) know that I am Karl’s friend. I hope for his sake that nobody says anything to Mrs Karl.

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does it hurt?

Posted by secretlynaughty on August 28, 2010

In my work I have a colleague who works out on the road only coming into the office for meetings etc. He is new to the work he is doing and I am his office contact and supply him with as  much moral support as I do information. Scooby is a little older than me but only by a few years. He is also Gay and has been with his partner for many years. I have a very good rapport with Scooby. He has made it his mission to shock me ………..I keep telling him that he will have a hard job of shocking me…….he has no idea what I get upto.

I tease him relentlessly…….if he says he is parked in a layby I will reply ‘I’ve heard about men like you’. He loves our banter, I have shocked him once or twice like the time he told me that he would be staying in a certain area and I pointed out that there was a Greenhouse Club nearby.

A few days ago (I have no idea how this conversation got to this) he told me that he often gets asked ‘does it hurt?’ (remember this conversation took place during working hours whilst I was in an open plan office). His stock reply being ‘If I’m lucky’. Now I find that interesting. (oh I did manage to slip in a ‘yes it does’ comment).

Knowing that he is gay did help to know what he was saying. Obviously he enjoys the inevitable pain experienced during anal sex.

I don’t think I know any men who don’t like the idea of anal sex (even if they have never tried it) but as the giver rather than the receiver. I’m not sure what the percentage of men who have never had the opportunity to experience anal would be but I suspect it is greater than 75%.

Again this is one of those sex acts that my mind and probably most people’s pictures anal being performed on a woman on her hands and knees (a bit like my vision of a spitroast). In my younger days one or two guys (including my husband) tried to penetrate my bum but the pain was so excrutiating that I couldn’t do this. As soon as he tried to enter me I would be screaming NOOOO from the pain. I couldn’t imagine anything more painful.

But then one day laying on my bed with Nigel he told me to lay face down with my legs together and just relax. Once I was very relaxed he applied baby oil and slowly entered me. To my utter amazement the searing pain wasn’t there. The more he pushed into me and the pain was only minimal the more I relaxed and enjoyed the feel of him filling my arse. Nigel began slowly pumping into me, yes there was some pain but there was also a spreading feeling of pleasure, my arousal was building. I wanted to cum so hard, this mixture of pleasure and pain was incredible. I would highly recomend it to anyone (with the right partner). My clit is aching at the very memory of it now as I write this.

Since that day when Nigel introduced me to the pleasure of anal sex I have had wonderful experiences with 4 men in total (not all at once). The most recent being Dave, but even with these few men there were times when I just wasn’t able to indulge. Even with a man who I have had anal sex with there are still times when it is just too painful to get over that initial searing pain. Nigel like to give it to me up the arse several times in a session. There were times I could hardly sit after I had seen him, but it was so arousing.

I will have to ask Scooby whether he experiences the pain pleasure mix that I do or does he revel in the searing pain that I get when it isn’t right. I had just never given it any thought until now.

Does it hurt for you?

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