Showering and a bit of phone sex

Today I was a bit paranoid. I got this idea that someone was following me. I think I was influenced by some articles I read about stalking. But I really can’t think of someone who would be stalking me…well… except those whom I had sex with. I don’t have any decent reasons for being paranoid; it’s just a hunch, a feeling that someone is following me. Because I was feeling anxious, I thought it would be a good idea to release the tension by masturbating.

When I got home I went straight for the shower. I stripped of my clothes, leaving them on the floor. I was thinking about bringing a dildo with me, but I couldn’t find one. I’m a messy person and when I masturbate I tend to leave my toys at the crime scene… so I didn’t bother searching the entire apartment. The shower and my fingers would have to do for now.

I like teasing myself. I start by pouring water on my nipples… first worm water to make them soft… then cold water to harden them… and I repeat it until I’m wheat down there… without any showering. When my nipples start to hurt, I take the shower down there to clean myself. I change the temperature of the water again… just as a tease… and I increase and decrease the intensity. First I push it to the maximum, because I like a strong start, and as I feel I’m about to come, I lower the pressure to make it last longer. Then I take my body gel and start rubbing my whole body. It feels good. After that I wash it all of, except down there, and I introduce 2 fingers in my pussy, rubbing my clit with my thumb. I do that until I come.

After I took the shower I felt relaxed. I had the urge for a pizza, so I ordered one. Ten minutes later, I got a call to confirm the address. The man at the end of the line asked me if I’m a Miss or a Madame, so I though about playing with him… just a bit.

‘I’m whatever you want me to be’ I said.

He didn’t know what to answer, so I told him he had a sexy voice. He hung up. Five minutes later, he called me again.

‘I’m on my break now, if you want to talk to me.’

‘Hm… that depends. Do you have a big cock?’

‘I have a big and strong one, just for you.’

‘Well, I might put it in my mouth then. Would you like me to?’

‘Oh, I can’t believe this is happening…’

‘Then don’t. Put your hand on your cock. Rub it for me and tell me how it feels.’

‘Hm, I want to fuck you so bad.’

‘Well, I’m not wearing anything, so I’m ready for a fuck. My nipples are hard and my pussy is all wheat. Fuck me hard!’

I heard the sound of a satisfied men and I hung. I wasn’t sure if he came or not, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to tease someone. I hope he’s not going to be the one delivering the pizza… I might feel temped to actually fuck him…

Voyeurism in the night

Today I had to stay extra hours at work to finish that stupid report. I don’t think I can put up with his expectations anymore. I finished the assignment around 9, so I was happy to go home and just sleep! But, things don’t always happen as planned.

I put the report on his desk and headed towards the elevator. It was not working. I should have remembered that the company officially closes at 8, so all the elevators and the exit doors were blocked. Lucky for me, the surveillance room was on my floor, so instead of waiting for someone to notice me jumping up and down in front of the camera, I went straight to that place. I found no one there, just an empty room, so I crashed on a chair waiting for something to happen. And it did. As I was looking at the cameras, I saw a couple of people on a lower floor becoming more and more… intimate. They were hiding behind a desk, thinking that the camera would not reach that far, but they forgot about the mirror hanging in the corner.

The man was laying on the floor facing it, with his pants dropped at his knees, and his shirt covering his face. The woman was giving him an erotic massage. I thought it would be interesting to sit back and enjoy the film, so I zoomed in with the camera, hopping to catch every single detail. I could see the moonlight reflecting on the woman’s naked back as she was rubbing against the man is a sensual way. Her breasts seemed soft and fragile as she pushed them up and down his back. I looked around me and I didn’t saw or heard anyone coming, so I put my hand in my pants, playing with my clit. The man turned with his face up, pulled the shirt of it, and grabbed the woman’s breasts as if he was an animal. The woman couldn’t have manage to escape him even is she wanted to – though it was clear that she was enjoying herself. Then, their sudden and rhythmic moves gave away a deep penetration. She slapped him, but that made him grab her neck and fucking her even harder.

‘I can see you are enjoying yourself’. The night watcher came back to the surveillance room, and I didn’t hear him. I guess I was too caught in the moment. ‘Don’t stop because of me. Please. Make an old man happy and carry on…’. He sat on the chair next to me, putting his glasses on. His hands were shaking from excitement. I thought to myself ‘Why not…’, and I continued watching my movie. Now, the couples forgot everything about the cameras, and the woman was leaning on the desk while he was taking her from behind. He reached for his tie and put it around her neck, keeping her under a leash and controlling her breath.

‘I’m too old for this thing, but I can help you if you want’. The old man sitting with me offered to give me a hand… so I didn’t refuse him. ‘Come behind me and feel my breasts from under the shirt’. He got up and did what I told him to. The extra pair of hand came really… handy… as his soft shaking fingers were making my nipples become harder and harder. So I came, in that chair. The characters of my movie were not done yet, but I had my share of the action.

‘Do you often get similar action around here?’ I asked the old man. ‘Well, not like today. But you’d be surprised of what good quality movies I’ve seen while working here’. I thanked him for the help, and asked him if he could turn the elevators on for a few minutes. He did, and he told me to ‘come again’… and see him.

Today was again a good day for science…

Swedish HMRC equivalent targets online strippers

You can trust Swedes to be the first in most things, they are said to be so organised that when you are vacating a rental property, a hygiene inspector will visit the house of flat and check it just to make sure you left the property in good condition.
Their thoroughness has moved on to online camgirls strippers. Apparently, hundreds of Swedish women and girls work as strippers from their home, earning quite a tidy sum in the process. This is not illegal, the only thing the Swedish tax authorities want is that this incomes are declared and income tax paid on them. Tax officials have been dispatched to look into this sites and they have been examining websites that feature Swedish strippers, in an effort to identify them and chase them for tax returns.The Swedish revenue estimates that they are losing about £3.3 million annually in unpaid taxes.
Of the websites identified by the tax authorities, about 200 or so was identified as being hosted in Sweden hence due to pay taxes, the tax man things the reason some of them probably do not pay taxes at the moment is because they are not aware or the tax implication of their activities because quite a lot of the strippers are said to be very young. The Swedish authorities come up with the report on stripper as part of a wider investigation onto online activities such as web cab, poker etc.

They tax authorities in Sweden were tipped off by the Dutch authorities who have been conducting a similar investigation. The strippers are said to be liable to about 50% tax on the web cam activities because most of they have a day job and do the strip tease for webcam as a hobby.  In Sweden, prostitution is illegal but showing off on web cam is okay. (well as long as you pay taxes if you are making money off it)