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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…
Today I met with one of the members of a dating site I joined some time ago. It’s nice to find mature people that are interested only in one night stands… no strings attached. Of course, I’m picky about who I meet, and there was something special about this one. He’s been sending me messages for about 5 weeks now, and I could say I was impressed by his perseverance. He was not really my type… short, dark complexion and in his 50, but the way he wrote the messages was really hot.
We met at a small pub near my place. He suggested it so I guess he lives near by… and that he’s not a stalker. He couldn’t be. The site never gave away my identity before, so it was just a weird coincidence. He described himself perfectly, so it was easy for me to find him in there. He was a bit surprised when he saw me: ‘You look younger than 25… and too good to be true’. ‘I’m not showing you my ID, if that is what you’re aiming for’ I told him. He smiled. We started talking about each other, but not like in a typical date. We didn’t describe our likes and dislikes, but our sexual fantasies… and it all started with a sex joke. Of course, he told me that he was married, but he wasn’t wearing any ring… so he could have said that to make it clear that he wasn’t looking for a relationship. It was OK with me.
He said that he fantasizes about teenagers, and that I almost look like one. That was weird, but it managed to turn me on. He talked about how he would be the teacher and punish the girl for not paying attention in class. ‘I need to use the bathroom. Be right back’. I went to the toilet, to freshen up. Actually, I went in there to make him a surprise. I pulled my hair in two ponytails, and when I came back, he smiled and asked if I wanted to continue back at his place. So we went there.
Fortunately for me, his place was in the opposite side of the city, so I guess he chose the meeting location because of that. We went up into his apartment, and he gave me a drink. ‘Young lady, should you be drinking that?’ I think he started to play out his fantasy. ‘Sorry Sir, please don’t tell my parents.’
‘You’ve been a very bad girl! Turn around!’
I turned around and he lifted my skirt up. ‘You naughty little girl! Does you mommy know you are wearing thong?’ Then, he went to sit on the sofa, and told me to come there, pointing at his lap. I came near him and he put me on his lap with my ass pointing up. He grabbed the back of the thong and stretched it at its limit. Then he let it slap me, and repeated it for several times. If felt good. The front of my thong was all wet and he saw that. He pulled my head back from one of the ponytails and he put his finger in my pussy. ‘You like that, don’t you?’
‘Now be a good girl and make me happy’
He lifted me up and opened his fly. His cock was quite small, but it was rock hard and thick. It wasn’t hard for me to put it all in my mouth. I sucked it until he came, which didn’t take him long. But his cock was still hard, so I laid on the sofa, waiting for him to fuck me from behind. He slapped my ass really hard and then put his cock inside. As wet as I was, it still hurt a bit when he did it. I guess I was too tight for it, but it felt amazing. I come before him, but he managed to make me come again before his number was over.
That was quite a good experience. I should accept Internet dates more often. It seams that today was another good day for science…
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…
Today I finished work as usual and I got ready to go home. It was cloudy and I didn’t bring my umbrella, so I though about taking a cab. By the time I exited the building, it was already raining, so I rushed into the first taxi that was parked near the side walk. I told the taxi driver my address, but he shook his head in disapproval. ‘Sorry Miss, it’s pouring outside and I can’t see a thing!’. Indeed, it was raining much more thick, so I asked him if I could stay in there for a few minutes, until the rain slowed down. ‘Of course you can. I’ll take you to your destination as soon as it’s clear for me to go.’ So I took a comfortable position, thinking that it’s going to take a while… and for certain I wasn’t expecting any visits…
After a couple of boring minutes, the back door from my left opened and someone jumped into the cab. ‘I’m sorry, I thought it was free’ said the voice of a woman. She took of the coat that was covering her head and I could see her long wet hair covering the sides of her face. ‘It’s OK, the cab isn’t going anywhere for now’. We introduced each other, as she took her coat of. She was wearing white canvas pants that she couldn’t manage to save from the rain. I could fully see her legs through them, and it was a nice view to enjoy. We started talking about mundane things when the left door opened again.
A man jumped into the cab, wet as my previous visitor. Again, he apologized for thinking that the cab was free, and he introduced himself to us. I could see that he also noticed the nice legs that the other woman was not making an effort to cover. After talking for a bit, I could sense the sexual tension between the two. The intensity of the rain began to slow down, so the cab driver asked us where he can take us first. ‘Do you want to come by my place for a coup of hot coffee?’ I asked the two. The woman hesitated for a bit, but she was persuaded by the man. So the taxi took us to my apartment. I guess I had something in mind…
When we got inside, I suggested the woman, let’s call her Jess, that she should change her pants, and I went with her to the bedroom, leaving the man to dry himself in the bathroom. I gave her a clean robe and she had nothing against taking her clothes of in front of me. He skin was wet and cold and her nipples were hard and wrinkled. She got the robe on and we went into the living room, where our man was waiting impatient. ‘I’ll go make some coffee’ and I left the two sitting on the sofa.
I went into the kitchen to make coffee, thinking I could charm at least one of them to stay with me until late in the night, and Jess was the one I had in mind. I couldn’t stop thinking about her wet white skin so I barely managed to make a decent coffee. When I got back to the two, I went for a surprise. It seems that Jess was no longer wearing my robe… she was wearing the man, or better yet, the man was wearing her. The robe was laying on the floor while she was sitting in his lap having his cock inside her. She turned her head towards me, putting an innocent face ‘Sorry for this. You can watch us, or you can join in.’ I guess I wanted both things. I put down the coffee and sat on a chair, looking at them. The man had his pants dropped to his ankles and his hands were busy warning her nipples. The way in which Jess moved really turned me on… to the point that I couldn’t watch anymore. So I joined in. I walked to them, stripping of my clothes, and I sat next to them. The man came, so Jess stopped riding him and she got in my laps, kissing my ears and neck. The man got up in front of us, pulling me until I felt under Jess… and then he went down on me. That felt incredible. Then I started pleasuring Jess with my mouth, until she came. The guy got on his knees, putting his cock inside me and fucking me hard. Jess stretched on her back until she was able to kiss him. That image and his hard cock made me come. When it was over, I suggested them to sleep at my place for the night, but Jess had a family to go to, so I was left with the man. I can’t complain. Today was a good day for science…