Monday, 12 June 2017

The joys of sperm!

Sex is a sticky process! Lots of lubricating fluid, ejaculations and the dribbling of clear sticky pre-cum involved!
It has always turned me on hugely! I love a man’s ejaculate, that warm clinging stickiness of it on my skin! It really arouses me deeply. I love feeling a man cum in my mouth and the quick swallowing of the creamy emission, the light musty stickiness left on the tongue! all ready to give him a cummy kiss so he can taste himself on me.
When I have had a man cum inside me, as well as an overwhelming sense of having a powerful female aura, I feel as though every cell in my body has switched over from my indeterminate gender, to being a totally female bias of my inner being.
Feeling that delicious hot wetness between my legs, sensing my body full of his fresh wriggling sperm and feeling with my fingers, my hot open stretched sex…. slippery and wet, to coin a well-used rock phrasing!
I can sometimes spontaneously cum again just by playing with myself, feeling my whole crotch area sticky and warm from the afterglow of an energetic fuck.  
There is a period while fucking that is quite short and it is that time a man begins to approach his climax. He speeds up his thrusting and his grip on my body tightens as he climbs the climax mountain and prepares to throw himself off the top into the sticky ball moving chaos of a glorious wet climax. I adore that moment, my body opens up more and more to his penetration waiting for that final gift of his seed…..the moment I take his essence deep inside me in dark velvet folds of my inner sex gripping his hard shaft and coaxing more and more of his pulsing and squirting load, so the noises coming from out of our groins becomes loud with a sucking sticky dirty slurping noise rhythmic and crude that lets the listening world know that he has fucked me and bred me!!   
That post-ejaculation moment for me, is utterly electric and even some hours afterwards I will feel my knickers getting damp and sticky due to the gentle post sex convulsions of my soft inner body, making more of him leak out of me, often while driving my car home from a date or coupling or sitting at a table hours later. Just one touch of that dampness with the tip of my forefinger and I feel a sudden and raging desire fire up through my body! It is at times truly awesome. I love exploring inside myself with my fingers and holding them up to the light to see the clear cobwebs strands of his cum stretching between my open fingers.
 I have on occasion been sneakily sluttish, by post-sex inserting a tampon to keep his plentiful cum inside me for longer. I love that moment later on, in private, when I can finger my so wet hole and make myself cum again….. my stiff little clit all shiny with his semen, after I’ve smeared him all over me from out of my pussy!

Wednesday, 10 May 2017

I go dogging and become a mobile gloryhole!

There are times when a girl’s sexual needs grow..... from a background sticky hum to a loud shouty thing! and that happened recently!........a moment came when my fingers seem to be constantly playing in my kickers and I wanted or rather badly needed… to feel something warm and hard opening up my soft internal organs….. I adore the ‘male gaze’ feeling a man’s eyes on me, with him first finding me attractive...…then his thoughts turning to my ass and him wondering what it would feel like to fuck me or looking at my lips imagine what the sensations would be like to watch my head bobbing backwards and forwards, my mouth close tight over his hard erection….etc etc
But my experience a few nights ago really made me feel that I had possibly plumbed new depths of sexual depravity, something that for this little slut is not easy to do! I might have mentioned before that I sometimes, late at night, will visit known dogging sites in and around London….and on this occasion I did just that. I wore a very short black miniskirt and a pretty black top with white lace round the neck, a black lace g-string bisected my crotch so that if I bent over…..and to a male observer the pale smooth globes of my buttocks would be seen to be bisected by the thin strip of black material pulling up between my bottom cheeks and chafing slightly on the sensitive puckered bud of my ass-cunt!
I set of at about 11.30 pm and went to a favourite sex haunt, just off the M25/A30 at junction 10 near Wisley. There is a café and car park just south of the roundabout and at night the car park is full of men wandering around in the dark looking for sex, either with other men or anything that will let them stick their cocks into.
I arrived about 12.00 and there were not a lot of people around so I parked up and switched on the car's interior light. Four men came over to see who was in the car and as they peered in to see if I was a possible fuck I pulled my skirt up while I slid down a little in the driver’s seat, showing my stocking tops and the little black lace triangle covering my stiff sticky little clit....That particular night it was  unseasonably freezing cold and the idea of stepping out wearing so little into the cold dark night air to get myself fucked was not at that moment terribly appealing!
Then I had an idea..... I manoeuvred myself across the middle of the car, so my bottom was pressed up against the passenger window, knees carefully bent and then opened the passenger window so I was now literally presenting my bare ass to the guys outside, who by now had their cocks out and were fingering themselves into semi-erection.
Then one of them, on seeing my rear exposed and open and pushed upwards to meet his gaze, got the message, and after I had pushed some condoms out of the window behind me, felt fingers push quickly and deeply into my hole. First two fingers pushed into me then three and as I relaxed myself, another finger made a total of four.... exploring the lubricated soft inner skin having first pushed past my twitching sphincter. I used my cunt sphincter to clamp on the fingers and pushed my ass back a little, to encourage deeper digital penetration. I was now really really turned on!!! and couldn’t help myself from letting out a low mewling moan as I was fondled and fingered through the car window. Other hands then joined in and I felt the tops of my thighs and the round curve of my buttocks being stroked and fondled all over.

The fingers were then pulled out of my sticky ass and something much larger and more solid pushed into me, as I braced myself and pushed back on a large penis slowly inching its way into me sliding between my parted buttocks, opening me up and flooding me with a rush of sugarey pleasure.  It was so filthy and degrading, basically I was a tight puckered girl-ass pushed out of a car window, making myself available for any man within reach to drop his pants and use me and fuck me and cum in me……I was literally a slutty fuck-pet sitting in a sort of mobile glory hole! and this first guy once filling me to the hilt, started banging my hole energetically, stretching my insides and making my hips and pelvis flood with a wonderful submissive sexual glow.
He was pumping and thrusting into me for about three minutes, standing beside my car in the car park, his hips working backwards and forwards as he thrust his cock through my car window and deep into my lubricated ass.  I could see that others standing around, they were wanking their cocks as they watched this torrid display of wanton available lust. A couple of them had torches and were shining them on my ass and the big cock churning into my insides, turning my ass into a stretched open, large O shaped sex-hole.  A few were getting up really close so they could see every detail of my ravishing! the shiny shaft of the cock covered in condom rubber, sliding like a large piston in and out of me, I'm sure making loud sticky slurping noises as I had prepared myself well and on arriving had worked a few very large dollops of KY jelly into my hole pushing it in as deep as I could with my fingers.
After the first guy came in a few final hard lunges, pressing his cock head deep into my stretched boi-cunt...... he had been gripping  my tiny little girly balls while he fucked me.....he slowly pulled out….but before I had a chance to gather myself or allow my insides to relax or remodel around the empty space left by this big piece of male flesh being pulled from me……….another man took his place and rammed his longish penis straight into me in one complete pelvis shuddering thrust…..
I was basically being relentlessly fucked by four guys, one after the other……luckily it was during the fourth guy’s penetration of me that I started my own sissygasm and as it built my clit dripped then splattered my thin girly cum all over the passenger seat. One of my ravishers managed to tear my g-string off and obviously decided to keep it as a trophy, as I found I was naked between my rucked up skirt and the tops of my stockings.
In all I was fucked four times in about 15 minutes and after wiping my gaping ass-cunt  with some female wet wipes, I heard one of the guys tap on my window and after lowering it he lent in and gave me a long lingering kiss...... which was a nice end to my evening.
I drove home, my legs spread wide, my crotch literally steaming and after a quick shower to get the smell of male spunk of me and to sooth my throbbing hole, I went to bed and dreamt of being chased by giant cocks through a village cricket match!!!.... with me dressed as an Edwardian lady, only there was no back to the skirt part of my dress and I knew that it would not take long before I tripped and found my legs spread and these giant cocks rampantly burrowing into my wet cunt.

Wednesday, 23 November 2016

The joy of gloryholes

A few years ago good old ‘gloryholes’ were a regular and popular feature of toilets and lavatory cubicles everywhere. Nowadays we are greeted by large sheets of metal covering any frailty of the wall and making the drilling of holes between cubicles almost completely impossible.
For me the gloryhole used to hold a strong and powerful erotic fascination and to be honest over the years I have had some truly orgasmic sex in them. I loved the anonymity of the whole thing, the strange disconnection between person and sex organ. That may sound antisocial and I do love being seduced and fucked by a man in the flesh, face to face and groin to groin. But when sitting on the lavatory seat and having a large erect penis suddenly pop out of the wall inviting you to do ‘something’ interesting with it…..was both highly arousing and something of a challenge to an idle girl in a cubicle.
When I was younger and dressed i would go to late night motorway stops and sneak in the man’s toilets even though i was wearing a slinky dress and heels.  There used to be some lively action on the motorway stop coming into London on the M4 and a number of cubicles were blessed with sizeable holes in the walls that would be the source of some electric sex.  When the current motorway service station was being built on the M40 near Oxford there was a temporary stop with toilets that were used at night by all the trucking guys and there were some well used gloryholes. I found others across the country and found some even in department store toilets that were popular.
I would sit there in a short dress and stockings and wait patiently till I heard someone enter the next door cubicle. There would then be either a player or a non-player situation! When I entered the cubicle there would often be a little patchwork of toilet paper covering my side of the gloryhole itself and my first step was to remove it so if anyone peered through I would be on full display.
After the initial noise of someone entering there would be a pause as the neighbour realised there was a hole and sometimes a beady little eye would appear at the hole and take in the scene of me sitting there my clit sticking up out of my knickers and my legs splayed my fingers gently rubbing the swollen little head of my sticky clit.
Then after a pause a large pink penis would gently poke through the hole and present itself proud and hard, veined with a bright red hard rounded head. I would lean forward and very gently finger the presented phallus and give its owner some confidence that what might follow was going to feel very pleasant. I would lean forward and gently close my warm lips around the gorged head and begin tracing outlines underneath the tip of the bulbous crown with the tip of my tongue. This usually triggered a series of little thrusting motions from its owner, as he enjoyed the unseen blowjob giver, taking his manhood in her throat.
Now depending o the situation I would either carry on with my blowjob till I felt a great jism squirt against the back of my throat or…….take it to stage two, which was when I would take him out of my mouth and slip a waiting condom over the cock and bend over, arching my back a little to help me guide the shaft head into my now very open ass-pussy and then push gently back against the cubicle wall enjoying the gut warming sensation of the whole cock sliding into my open rear.  Sometimes the owner of the now impaled cock would begin frantic thrusting in and out of my ass while all I would have to do is brace my arms on the opposite wall and keep my buttocks pressed up hard against the cool formica of the toilet wall. After some noisy banging up me, there would be a muted grunt and moan as I felt the rampant cock suddenly stiffening and an out of rhythm jerking, as he shot his load as deep as he could push inside me. Sometimes the owner of the protruding cock was a bit lazy and I’d find myself like a wanton slut, arms out and braced me high heels planted wide apart,  hammering my ass back on the rigid pole and usually ending up with my own shattering sissygasm, hopefully synchronised with his own shooting climax.
In the days before AID reared its dreadful head i would once established in my cubicle, just bend over and present my puckered hole up to whoever came in the other side. Many times I would just stand bent over while a series of various shaped cocks would be tentatively slid into my warm waiting hole and after a couple of sticky minutes of banging me, shoot their load deep in my ass. After two or three gloryholes lovers, I would end up dripping cum from my ass all over the toilet floor in big white sticky drops. My whoreish record was one night when I managed five guys all fucking me. The first two had hung around the toilet and I heard them say there is a great fuck in that cubicle to some other guys who had just come in on the off-chance of some glory hole sex.
Another occasion I got so worked up and turned on I left my door unlocked and I ended up with a cock from the gloryhole in my ass and two guys who squeezed  into my cubicle for some alternate cock-sucking., it all became a bit orgiastic!
So sadly the gloryholes are slowly disappearing and the advent of the HIV plague toned down some of the more adventurous experiences I used to have in toilets as a ‘transgirl in heat’.
Before i finish this blog entry i ought to both thank and congratulate on special guy who at a toilet in surrey near a local beauty spot managed a feat of incredible sexual dexterity. We were in cubicles with no holes in the wall but a largish gap between the floor and the wall. It was summer and it was late at night and i was wearing a light summer dress and stocking but with no panties. My lover, after establishing contact via whispers, got down on the floor and managed to position his groin so his cock stuck out from under the cubicle wall. I put my back to his wall and tucked my dress in around my waist and gently slid down the wall my legs positioned as wide apart as I could get them and after a little jockeying for the right angle, I managed, with my hand, to guide him into me and once in, lowered my torso down until his whole shaft was buried in my ass.
Because of our unusual ‘locked together’ position, it was not easy to move and gain some friction on his cock or my hole but we were both so turned on, that with only minimal movement we both started to have noisy orgasms as I felt that sudden wet heat deep inside me as his sperm was shot way up my twitching gripping ass and my own orgasm flowed through my hips and pelvis making me squat down harder on the squirting shaft.
We stayed like that his cock locked into my wide open hole, as we panted and let our orgasms subside. I then shakily, managed to stand up and couldn’t help but let great drops of his spunk splash out from between my legs over his now shiny, sticky phallus, that was still poking out under the cubicle partition.
He did say goodbye properly though before he left, as I came out to find him waiting for me and after some strange mumbles and long held eye contact, he grabbed me and kissed me hard while pushing me up against a long low row of aluminium wash-hand basins and lifting me bodily so I was perched on the edge he pushed my dress up out of the way and quickly pushed his still hard, wet and sticky cock back up into my hole again. We stayed like that for another couple of minutes while he gently fucked me, rocking back and forth again only this time in a good position that helped him bury his cock deeper and deeper into my soft, spunk-filled belly
So yes!!!.......I miss gloryholes!!!......and wish there were still a few cubicles around the country without large stainless steel walls, where I could sneak in wearing a pretty dress and some outrageous lingerie and satisfy an anonymous man in the anonymous night and leave full of his anonymous sperm! Although these days of course his sperm would be in a condom put in my handbag!

Friday, 17 June 2016

The moment before I'm fucked

There are some moments in life that are really worth savouring carefully. For there is, a few seconds before a man penetrates me with his penis, that are extraordinary in their powerful eroticism.
I am on all fours my bottom naked and raised, my whole being focused on the coming impaling on a hard erect phallus. Every cell in my body has reached what can only be described as a climax of submissive desire. I need to be taken, to be filled and serviced like some mare in heat being held by the bridle as the stallion prepares to mount her. The tension, although short-lived, is palpable and my sphincter twitches, tightening then relaxing at the entrance to my naked and exposed ass. The skin of my buttocks is incredibly sensitive, the slightest touch from the tip of my lover’s fingers sends shivers down my thighs and makes me involuntarily arch my back even more, presenting up that entrance to my trans-girl sex for him, making it blatantly obvious what my desires are …..and he becomes my strong alpha male archetype.
I know that his hands have been fondling the big hard knotted shaft and slipping around the fat purple bulbous head and sometimes there is by now, a few clear drops of pre-cum appearing at the dark eye in the swollen crown that leads down to his large balls, gently moving in their wrinkled sac.
I am balanced on a knife edge of pleasure I know that he is so close with his hard, ready, cock, I can feel the heat from the head warming the curved entrance to my ass-cunt.  For a moment I can’t swallow properly because my mouth is so dry with anticipation and all I need now is to feel his weight and the initially painful stretching apart and opening, as his large organ skewers me to my heart and I am filled and mated and subdued, I become his conquered female, the object and generator of his lust and the final cup for his seed.
At last I let out a gasp as the hot tight skin of his cock presses into me and I sigh and spread my legs wider, swiveling my pelvis upwards,  so the angle of his thrust meets directly in line with the waiting dark sheath of my sex. The head nuzzles at first, leaving a shiny smears of pre-cum on the soft skin around my anus then the real journey begins.
I feel my sphincter initially hold him back, then as the pressure on me increases I take a deep deep breath and relax and in that second of relaxing, his cock head pushed past the tight ring and into the heated wet depth of my waiting body. I usually let out a soft moan as he continues the pushing and I open up for him, letting him slide deeper and deeper inside me, sending a cascade of sensations spreading out through my torso, making me arch my back to meet this hard male penetration.
I push back on him…..and at last he is embedded in me completely, his pubic bone pressed against the soft skin of my bottom and I can feel the whole heated length of baby-making manhood twitch and swell inside me.
I am now reading for the proper breeding, the rhythmic hard thrusting that lets him take control of me and use my body as the final warm receptacle of his sperm, that journey that prompts those big swinging balls to pump up a thick creamy load of spunk to be squirted as far inside my body as he can reach.
I smile and close my eyes as he pumps and pumps into me, his weight pressing me forward. I have been bred………… and I am now a very happy girl!