Tuesday, April 30, 2013

TMI Tuesday - The Amateur Detective


This week's TMI Tuesday questions come to us courtesy of the very thought provoking VirtualSin.

1. Did you ever find someone else's stash of sex toys, lubes, etc?
Here is where I am supposed to insert the horror story of discovering my Dad's blow up doll and my Mum's 10 inch vibrating dildo and being scarred for life. I am sorry to dissapoint but the most pornographic things that belonged to my parents that I ever found was a tube of KY jelly and a copy of a book called "Onwards Virgin Soldiers" that described the sex life of a couple of service men in Asia somewhere. 

I actually have had to train my own children about the necessity of not poking around in my bedside table and the silver case under my bed. It seems that Jake and I have produced the world's biggest prudes so I don't think they are brave enough to do that. 

2. Did you ever search someone else's computer to determine their porn habits? Were you ever the object of such a search?
I have never really poked around on any computer or device that belonged to an adult. I have on occassion had a bit of a poke around on my teenage son's devices. He is rather clever at deleting his browsing history though so is devillishly difficult to catch out.  

Most of the people I know who may get access to my computer are too afraid of what they will find to attempt!

3. Did you ever investigate to see if two people are getting it on?
I am a chronic sticky beak. I love watching people and noticing things about what they are doing. I have never deliberately investigated or snooped but there have been times when I have noticed things about the way two people interact that made me raise my eyebrows and have a little chuckle to myself. 

4. Did you ever look for naughty pictures on someone else's phone?
When I was a teenager I used to tell my mother that she shouldn't ask questions if there was a possibility that she wasn't going to like the answer. I use that same philosophy when thinking about snooping and reading other people's emails or looking through their phone. In general I have a very healthy respect for other people's privacy, despite being a chronic sticky beak (I do love to beat myself up sometimes!) and actively avoid any kind of snooping. 

5. Were you ever involved with an investigation (formal or informal) into wether someone was cheating on his / her lover?
No. I have never been involved in a situation like this and I am of the firm conviction that if you suspect someone is cheating on their spouse the best course of action is to look the other way very determindly. I believe that you may think you are doing the right thing by revealing the dirty deed but in my experience neither party will thank you afterwards.

Bonus: Do you have a secret online identity so that you can find a secret lover?
Interesting question. I do have a secret online identity. This one. It is a secret from most of the vanillas in my life. Oddly my vanilla identity is a secret from most of you guys as well. Sometimes I find myself pondering which identity is real. Or are they both fake? Are the voices in my head real? 

Neither of my identities are for the purpose of finding a secret lover because I don't need to keep my lovers secret from each other or Jake. I do need to keep them secret from my potential employers and collegues however. My head is starting to hurt a little now. I think I will stop writing. 


Make sure you head on over to TMI Tuesday to see what everyone else found under their parent's bed. 

Friday, April 26, 2013

Vintage Gemma - Different

Something for the weekend

I wrote this post a little while ago for Rebel's Wicked Wednesday. I enjoyed it so much I thought I would share it all with you again. 

"Morning Ladies," Fred greeted Julie and Lisa.
"Good morning Fred," Julie stood up to sign the delivery docket. "Only one this morning?" her eyebrow raised.

"Yep one little monogamous parcel for Mr T Watt." Fred winked. 

Beside Julie Lisa made a strangled sound as she struggled with her composure while talking to a customer on the phone, "I am sorry sir," she apologised to the customer, " yes of course I will get Mr Fuchs to call you as soon as he is in."

"I think monogamy is overrated," Julie continued, ignoring her colleague's plight on the telephone beside her. "Why limit yourself to one flavour for the rest of your life?" 

Fred nodded. His face revealed nothing but in his eyes was a smirk as he waited for the punchline,

"You know my favourite flavour milkshake?" she asked Fred, looking as innocent as she could. 

"No," Fred replied as the smirk on his face deepend,

"Cherry Ripe," Julie replied, "Because it is two completely different flavours mixed together to create one amazing experience."  There was silence from Lisa's side of the desk.

"Personally I prefer carrot juice," Fred replied. "The carrot is such a versatile vegetable, many different uses." He nodded at Lisa, "Have a good day luv," and then he left.

As the door swung shut behind him Julie collapsed in a fit of giggles. 

"You are impossible," Lisa shoved her friend gently. 

"You are just as bad," Julie replied. "Do you think I haven't noticed those little tops you have been wearing to impress him. And sitting there with your arms pressing your tits together while you were on the phone this morning. I don't know why you don't just ask him to go into the stationery room and fuck you." 

"Shaddup!" Lisa's face flushed red. 

Their banter was interrupted by a series of ringing phones. Thoughts of milkshakes and carrots went out of the window as the two girls answered phones, directed visitors, photocopied, typed and filed. The morning passed in a flurry of activity until a lull a half an hour before lunch. Lisa gathered a sheaf of papers that had been dumped in her in-tray and stood up from her chair,

"I am just going to do this photocopying while it is a bit quiet,"

Julie was immersed in her computer screen, "OK see you in a bit."

Ten minutes later Lisa stood beside the photocopier, lost in her fantasies. She had the hots for Fred right from the first day he had walked through that door with four parcels and those shorts. Those shorts looked just as good coming as they did going. Every time he walked through the door she couldn't help looking at the bulge there and wondering what she could do with that. Every time he left she thought about gripping that ass as he fucked her hard. Julie came past on her way to the lunch room,

"I am just going for lunch now," Julie stopped and stood very close to Lisa. She looked down at her colleague's cleavage before stroking the neckline of her top with one finger.  "Yep two flavours at once is definitely the way to go." She murmured before she walked off. 

Lisa gripped the photocopier to steady herself. Thoughts of Julie and Fred naked in bed with her whirled through her mind. A slow steady ache started in her groin and her nipples throbbed in response to the fleeting touch of Julie's fingernail.

Back at her desk she noticed a carrot sitting in front of the keyboard. If she hadn't been so horny she would have laughed out loud. Instead she shivered as she sat back at her desk. Absently she stroked the soft skin on her inner thigh underneath the desk. The throbbing in her groin grew and her fingers worked their way upwards until they were brushing the lace on the edge of her panties. A loud ringing phone interrupted Lisa's fantasies and made her jump. The phone rang making her jump. Exhaling sexual tension she answered the phone in her best professional voice. The carrot was pushed to the side.  

The following morning Julie greeted Lisa with a smug look. Almost immediately after the computers were booted up Lisa's IM pinged. 

There is a load of stationery due this morning.

Lisa frowned, of course she knew that but why was Julie reminding her?
So? She typed back.

Wanna see what Fred keeps down his shorts? Lisa stole a sideways glance at Julie who was looking straight at her. A jolt went through Lisa. 

Maybe she responded.

Julie's smile deepened. When the paper gets here just do the helpless female thing and get him to help you put it in the store room. I am sure you will be able to work out what to do from there. 

Lisa felt her insides turn to hot liquid as she watched Julie deliberately take her handbag from underneath her desk and head in the direction of the stationery room. Lisa had seen that bag before. This was certainly going to be an interesting morning. 

The buzzer announced Fred's arrival. 

"Big load of paper this morning," he commented, presenting his delivery docket to Lisa. "Where's Julie?"

"Oh she said she had to go and look after something." Lisa replied smoothly. "Listen can I get you to help me with the paper? Bloody Julie knew you were coming and skipped out I bet."
"Sure," Fred replied.

Lisa looked down for a moment. His shorts seemed more enticing this morning. "The stationery room is this way." She opened the doorway beside their desk.

Fred wheeled his trolley through, "Now I feel privileged." He quipped, "I am seeing how the other half live."

Lisa led the way to the store room and opened the door. Fred wheeled his trolley through and Lisa followed him in, shutting the door behind her. 

"Just stack it on that shelf," Lisa directed. Fred began stacking paper on the shelf. For a few moments Lisa allowed herself the luxury of watching his butt stretch out his shorts as he bent and lifted. Then, without a word she stepped forward and slipped her hands around his waist.

Fred paused for a moment in his work straightening up before he reached down and released his belt and zipper. He guided her hands downwards pressing them against his hard cock.
"Is that what you wanted?" his voice was hoarse. 

"Yes," Lisa whispered. With one hand she gripped his cock and with the other she guided his hands up her thighs to her crotch.

"You are a dirty girl then aren't you?" Fred's fingers caressed her silky wetness. Lisa gave a soft moan of pleasure. Fred turned so that they were facing each other. With his spare hand he slipped inside her bra and pinched her nipple gently. "You know I can't stay long, I have to get back to my other customers,"

Lisa turned so that she was bent over the table in the middle of the room. Her skirt rode up over her round butt, displaying her inviting, wet opening.  "Lucky that I am ready then," she looked over her shoulder at him standing there with his cock in his hand. He stepped forward and teased her opening with his cock before sliding his whole length deep into her. 

Behind Fred Lisa saw a semi naked Julie approaching. "Mind if I join in?" she asked playfully.
Fred did not miss a beat. "I was wondering when you would show up," he commented.

"You know me too well Freddy," Julie stepped forward and cupped Fred's butt cheeks in two hands. "You have such a great ass," she murmured sliding her finger down the crevice between his butt cheeks. 

"Thanks," Fred panted.

Julie pulled his cheeks apart a little, "I do love assholes," her finger stroked his tight hole gently. 

Fred gave a muffled groan, "Don’t make promises you are not going to keep," he slid out of Lisa and re-inserted himself. 

Julie picked up a small dildo and teased Fred's ass with it. "I know this isn't a carrot but I am sure it will do the job just fine," she purred.

"Oh God," Fred groaned.

"That's it," Julie purred, "Give it to Lisa she has been so horny for you for so long now." She slid the dildo deeper into Fred's ass fucking him in time with his thrusts into Lisa who pressed her mouth against her hand as she whimpered in pleasure.

"Oh God I am gonna cum," Fred grunted. 

"I wanna see you cum over Lisa's pretty ass," Julie whispered urgently. 

With a groan Fred obliged spraying cum over Lisa's round cheeks.  The three of them sighed in pleasure for a few moments before Fred began quickly zipping up his pants. "Well that was certainly a different way to start the day." He commented flippantly. 
Source: Creampies, Cumshots

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Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Change Your Life


This week's prompt was;


I was reminded of hangning out in my boyfriend's bedroom listening to the radio.

My name is Layla my boyfriend's name is Seb. We have been going out for about six months now and it has been great. Seb isn't like the other boys at school. He is quiet and kinda nerdy. He does nice things for me. Like the other day I was walking out the school gate and the strap on my bag broke. Everyone was pushing past me trying to get to their bus and stuff and my books went everywhere. People were pushing me as I tried to pick up my stuff and frigging Lucy Smythe called me a loser and then stood there with her friends laughing at me. Seb came along and started picking up my books and helping me collect all my stuff. He carried my broken bag to the bus without saying anything. No one at school knows he is my boyfriend. We decided to keep it a secret because we didn't want people giving us shit at lunchtime or writing stupid stuff about us on the toilet walls. 

I go to Seb's house on the weekend. His mum works at Big W on Saturday and she doesn't get home until six. His Dad doesn't live with them which suits Seb just fine. He says his dad is a loser. So I go to his place around lunchtime and we usually hang out in his room listening to the radio and talking. My Mum thinks we are studying and sometimes we do. Seb is amazing at science; he says he wants to do cancer research when he finishes school. I just want to pass and get a job.

So we hang out in his room and listen to songs on the radio. Sometimes we lie on his bed and he puts his arm around me. The first time we kissed I had to kiss him. He is really shy but it was nice, soft and gentle, not trying to eat my face like some of the other boys I dated. When he touches me it is like he is afraid he is going to hurt me he slips his hand inside my shirt and strokes my boob through my bra. Honestly some days he goes so slow and soft I feel like I am gonna turn inside out. One day I unzipped my jeans and pulled them down so he could put his hand inside my knickers. He was so shocked but I could see in his eyes that he really wanted to. When he touched me there it was the weirdest feeling. I had never let a guy do that before. Stupid Josh Patterson had tried to grope me through my jeans once when he was drunk at a party but I kicked him in the nuts. We broke up after that. 

Seb's dick is amazing. The first time I held it I was so shocked at how something could be so warm and soft and still hard at the same time. I love stroking it and playing with the stuff that comes out of the end when he is hard. One day I pulled back his foreskin and kissed the tip. I thought it would taste yuck but it didn't taste like much at all just a bit salty, he smelled like soap. Afterwards he told me he always showered just before I came so he would smell nice for me. After I kissed the tip like that I kind of sucked him into my mouth. He groaned so loud I thought his brother was going to come in to see what was wrong. After that we turned the radio up a bit louder, just in case. He wouldn't let me suck him for too long. He was worried he was going to cum and he didn't know if I would like that in my mouth. I was glad about that. I don't think I would like it in my mouth either. 

Last week we were lying on his bed and he was kissing me. His hand went down into my jeans. I helped him a bit and unzipped them for him. He was feeling brave and pushed them right down and my knickers as well. He watched my face as he started to feel around down there. He has learned a little bit about what to do there and he knows where to put his fingers to make me feel good. This day he played with my clit a little bit then he put his fingers inside me. I tried not to make a noise but I couldn't help myself. I reached down and put my hand inside his jeans. His dick was hard as a rock. I put my fingers around and moved my hand up and down the way he liked. 

"Would you like it if I put that inside you instead of my finger?" he asked me quietly. 

I thought for a moment. "I dunno," I kept moving my hand and he began to move his fingers in and out of me.

"OK," he said. "I just wanted to tell you that I would like to do that with you. But we don't have to." 

He put his thumb on my clit. He had found that little move on the net and had tried it on me the week before. I wasn't sure if I liked it then but this day I loved it. I thought about his dick inside me. I was scared and excited about it at the same time. All the things I had read in magazines and heard the girls at school say made me think it wouldn't be that great. But then if it wasn't that great how come so many people wanted to do it all the time. The people in the movies always looked like they were having a great time. Some people even said it hurt. But I trusted Seb. I knew he wouldn't hurt me and I was starting to think I loved him.

"Have you got a thing?" I asked. I didn't want to say the word. Last year for a joke someone had blown up some condoms and used them as balloons at Julie Bank's party. When I touched them they felt disgusting.

"What?" he frowned. 

"You know," I felt embarrassed, "A thing for your dick." 

The frown disappeared. "Well I hope you don't mind but yes I do." He reached into his bedside table and pulled out a box. It was opened.

"Did you already use one?" I asked.

"Only for practise," he looked sheepish. That was so Seb; the ultimate boy scout, prepared for everything. 

He took out a little square packet and put it on the bed between us. Suddenly I felt more scared than I had ever felt and at the exact same moment more excited than ever. He pulled his jeans down so that I could see his dick properly. He was so hard and a little bead of wet stuff shone at the tip. 

"Do you want this?" he held up the packet. 

I opened my mouth. All the warnings from the sex-ed teachers and my parents to wait and not be one of 'those' girls flashed before my eyes. Then I looked into Seb's eyes and all I could think about was his gentle hands that had never hurt me and how when I was with him I felt like nothing could touch me. "Yes," I whispered. 

He ripped open the packet. It seemed like everything went in slow motion. His hands were shaking as he took out the little rubber wheel and put it over his dick. I pulled down my jeans. They got caught over my ankles and I had to bend down to ease them off. When I straightened up he was lying there naked except for the rubber covering his dick. I felt so awkward and didn't know where to lie or put my hands until he took my hand and pulled me close to him. We were both breathing hard and he was shaking so much. He rolled on top of me taking his weight on his hands and looking down at me. I could feel his dick between my legs pressing against my thighs. 

"Are you ready?" he asked as he kissed me.

"Yes," I answered straight away. I was never more ready for anything. 

He moved a little, "You need to open your legs further," he whispered. 

"Oh yeh," I felt so frigging awkward. Like when I was trying to learn to ride a bike. How did the people on the TV make this look so easy? 

"It's OK." Seb kissed me again. "It doesn't matter what happens I will still love you." 

He reached down and I could feel him fumbling a little with himself then I felt his dick pressing against me. It wasn't anything like his finger. I felt myself stretching a little as he pressed against me, it stung but at the same time I wanted it so much. He pressed into me a little more,

"Is this OK?" his face had a weird look of concentration and concern on it. 

"Yes," I reached up and stroked the side of his face. He pressed harder and I felt him easing inside me. I whimpered a little at the sting but at the same time I felt amazing. I kissed him as he pulled out and pushed back in. He started moving faster, in and out. He was touching me in ways he had never done before. I forgot the sting and got caught up in the rhythm. His eyes were closed and he made little grunting noises as he pressed into me. I could feel something building up in me it was intense. My mind was whirling around trying to take in all the things that were happening to me. 

Seb moaned and I felt him go stiff on top of me. Between my legs I could feel him pulsing and then he relaxed on top of me. He lay there for a few moments panting. "That was amazing," he kissed me and stroked my face. I wriggled a little under him, he was getting heavy.

 "Sorry," he muttered and rolled off me. "Hang on," he got of the bed and pulled to condom off. I watched him as he cleaned himself with a tissue. My hand reached down and I felt around my vag and clit. When I touched myself I felt how huge I was and I groaned a little.
"Here let me help you," he lay down beside me and touched me. I lay back and let him stroke me. I have never cum so hard as I did then.

Afterwards we lay holding each other too stunned to think. My mind was almost splitting open with what we had done. The Little Mix song "Change Your Life" was playing on the radio.