Friendly Fantasy, part 1

Among the unforeseen rewards of writing this blog are the new fantasies it inspires. I’ve added several new scenarios to my masturbatory repertoire during the past few months. On Twitter I mentioned that a few weeks ago my friend Sue showed me her boobs. This was a pleasant shock that has been difficult to get out of my mind. I also wrote something here recently about updating my lingerie selection. These two ideas have come together in my dirty mind and resulted in a new fantasy that I’ve been using over the past week to get myself off…

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I just about jumped out of my skin when the doorbell rang. I’d invited my friend Sue over for tea, which didn’t account for how keyed up I was. It was the other thing I was planning to do during this little get together that had the butterflies swarming in my tummy. I promised myself I wasn’t going to chicken out, but I still didn’t know if I could really go through with it.

We exchanged a hug and friendly kisses on the cheek as soon as I opened the door. We’d only known each other for five years, but it felt like we’d been friends all our lives. As usual, she flooded me with the gossip I’d missed in the three days since I’d seen her last. I swear, that woman could talk all day without taking a breath! This could be annoying for most people, but I loved listening to her stories and always got a big kick out of her take on even the most mundane events.

As I sipped my tea and tried to keep up with the details of how awful her sister-in-law behaved at a rehearsal dinner for one of her husband’s relatives, I couldn’t stop thinking about her tits. She’d unexpectedly showed them to me last time she was here. It was impossible for me not to steal peeks at her cleavage and dream about seeing them again. We talked about sex before here and there, but only in general terms. She’d told me her sex life with her husband had waned over the past year and she was worried it was because he wasn’t as attracted to her as when she was younger. Sue was afraid that her boobs were too saggy and she was thinking about getting a lift. Before I knew what was happening, she had pulled up her shirt and bra and asked for my opinion.I was embarrassed by this sudden display of nudity, but all I could do was stare. I’d been in the presence of naked, or partially naked, women only a handful of times in my life. It was always incidental, and I always averted my eyes. This time my friend was putting herself out there for the express purpose of me looking at her. My heart thumped as I openly gawked at her tits (a sight I never thought I’d see). I told that her breasts were perfect the way they were and that she’d be an idiot to risk surgery on those natural beauties. She wasn’t entirely convinced. I was surprised at how disappointed I was when she put them away.

Sue was just a conservative suburban housewife and mom like I was, and I was certain that she wasn’t some kind of kinky sex freak. I knew she was freer with her body than I was—she told me that she’d once gone to an all-nude beach—and I wanted to be more like her. Sue was the type who probably wouldn’t think twice about being naked in the common area of the ladies’ locker room, while I’d be hiding behind a dressing curtain to change.

We moved our tea party to the sofa in the living room, and even though I was nodding my head to show I was listening, I hadn’t heard a word she’d said for the past five minutes. I was about to decide to ditch my whole plan when her story came to an abrupt end, giving me an opportunity to open my big mouth.

“I bought some new outfits and I want to surprise Dave with one of them tonight,” I said too fast to come across as normal, “but I don’t know which one. If I try them on will you help me decide?”

“Fashion show? Awesome!”

The way I’d been planning it for the past two weeks, I intended to tell her up front what sort of outfits I was talking about, but I was too nervous to say anything more about it.

“Okay, great. Wait right here and I’ll go change.”

Sue clapped excitedly as I hurried out of the room. I could barely get out of my clothes and into my first outfit with my hands shaking as much as they were. A guilty voice in my head kept telling me this was a bad idea, but I wasn’t able to turn back. I checked my hair in the mirror and headed to the living room.

“Oh!” was Sue’s instant reaction as soon as I appeared.

I guess she wasn’t expecting to see me in the red lace teddy I was wearing.

“Whoa, mama! So it’s that kind of a fashion show, is it? All right.” Although she was surprised, it was obvious that she wasn’t the least bit upset or offended. I felt my face get warm as she looked me up and down. “Dave is going to love that.”

“You think so?” I asked without confidence. “I was worried it might be too…boring.”

“Turn,” she ordered, twirling her finger in the air.

I hesitated for a moment, then followed her instruction, holding my breath as I did.

“Ooo, a thong back. Nice.” She leaned forward slightly. “Very nice, Rachael.”

I wasn’t used to people ogling me, especially a woman. I didn’t want to admit how much it was turning me on. I finished my turn and faced her again.

“It’s more comfortable than I thought it would be,” I said and fidgeted with one of the straps.

“It shows your curves nicely. You’ve got the body for it.” Sue looked like she wanted to say something else, but she held back. “I love it.”

“Okay, great. I have a couple others to compare.”

“Show me what you’ve got, mama.”

I hurried back to my room and changed as quickly as I could manage. This time I was feeling bold enough to put on a pair of high heels to get the full effect. I’d started with the tamest of my three new purchases.

I made my way along the carpeted floor of the hallway and wished it was hardwood instead so she could hear the sexy click-clack of my approach. When I entered the room I swear I saw Sue’s hand quickly move away from between her legs. I was so turned on that I was probably imagining things.

“Oh my God,” she exclaimed. “Look at you!”

I struck a model’s pose in my black g-string, cupless push-up bra, and sheer top. I knew it would look better with a hot pair of thigh-high stockings, but I didn’t have any (yet). Her eyes roamed hungrily over my nearly naked body, hovering conspicuously on my thinly veiled breasts.

“The back?” she asked in a somewhat husky voice.

I turned, knowing that it wasn’t the back of the outfit she wanted to see. I posed in a way that would present my ass in the most flattering light. Without really intending to, I found myself leaning forward, so I was almost bending forward, and then running my hand up my thigh provocatively. My sheer top came up with my hand, leaving most of my butt completely bare. I swore I heard Sue make a small “mmmm” sound as I did this. When I turned back the sultry look of desire on my friend’s face induced an aching throb deep in my pussy.

“What do you think of this one?” I asked innocently.

“If I was your husband, I’d fuck you all night long if I saw you in that.” Sue had never used graphic language like that around me before. I liked it.

“Perfect! That’s exactly what I’m going for.” I had the urge to touch myself, but placed my hands firmly on my hips instead. “Want to see the last one?”

“Let’s do it.” The way she said it made me wonder for a second which way she meant that. I knew Sue wasn’t into women in that way, same as me, but also like me it seemed she was perfectly capable of being aroused by the female form.

I changed into my last article of new lingerie. It took me a bit longer to get it on and I worried that I was giving Sue too much time to have second thoughts or lose interest in my naughty little fashion show ploy. Either way, as soon as she went home I was looking forward to an intense solo session with myself. I knew that if I could go through with this idea that it would be exciting, but I had no idea it would have me practically dripping.

This time when I strode into the living room on my high heels there was no mistaking what Sue was doing while I’d been away. I saw her pull her hand out from the front of her jeans. It wasn’t the same quick, furtive motion of the first time, however. I suspected she wanted me to know that she’d been touching herself. The top button of her jeans remained tantalizingly undone and the zipper left down just an inch or two.

Sue looked up and her face brightened in delight at what she was seeing. I stood before her in a fishnet body stocking. I was all but naked. She licked her lips as she took in the sights. My nipples poked out conspicuously through two of the tiny holes in the outfit. I desperately wanted to tweak them, but was too shy to actually touch myself like that in front of my friend.

“Holy shit, Rachael, I thought only porn stars could pull off something like that. You look amazing.” Her enthusiastic reaction came across as sincere, which made it even more gratifying to hear. “And it’s crotchless?”

I nodded, feeling my cheeks go from warm to hot as a result of her calling attention to this feature of the outfit.

“Let me see,” she chirped as if it was a normal thing between friends.

I couldn’t believe she would ask that, but I was responding to her request before I could think about it. I bent my knees, opening them slightly, and tilted my hips toward her. This made the crotchless aspect of my body suit more obvious, but it also meant that I was openly displaying my pussy to my best friend for the very first time.

“Oh, wow,” was all she said at first as she stared between my legs. “Look at you…absolutely gorgeous.”

I was afraid she would be able to tell how excited I was from the way my engorged vulva swelled and the shine of wetness showing at the center of my crease, but at the same time I wanted her to know.

“And it goes around to the back also,” I pointed out in a shaky tone and turned. I bent over with my feet spread slightly apart knowing that she’d be able to see both my pussy and asshole from that angle. If it was my husband sitting there I would have reached around and spread myself open for him, but I didn’t dare do that in front of Sue.

“That is so fucking hot, Rachael. Dave is going to cum all over himself when he sees you in that thing.”

It was odd hearing her talking about my husband that way, but I can’t say it didn’t give me a perverse thrill. I straightened up and faced her again, suddenly distressed by the thought that my “fashion show” was about to be over. That’s when I noticed Sue’s hand pressed to her crotch.

“I’m not going to lie, girl, you made me horny as hell. It’s been three weeks since Phil and I did it, and you have no idea what kind of effect you’re having on me.” Her hand moved slightly between her legs and I could now see her nipples poking up stiffly from beneath her bra and blouse. “I’m sorry, but I really have to take care of myself, if you know what I mean.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing and didn’t have time to think about it.

“Oh! Okay, well, if you want to use my bedroom—”

“I don’t want to freak you out,” Sue interrupted, “but is it okay if I just do it here?” She slid her zipper down.

“No problem,” I said, unable to disguise how flustered I was. “I’ll give you some privacy.”

“I’d rather you didn’t.” Her hand slipped down into her panties. “You look so fucking sexy, Rachael.”

My brain was going in too many directions at once to be of any use.

“I don’t know…maybe I should…” The way her hand was moving left no question as to what she was doing inside her panties. It was freaking me out, as she’d suspected it would, but I didn’t want to leave the room.

This was exactly what I had feared might happen. Just because it was also what I had fantasized about didn’t mean I was at all prepared to deal with it. I couldn’t make up my mind about what I should do…

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If you want to know what happens next, tune in tomorrow for part 2!

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Rough Week

I hate to complain, especially here, but this week was a bit of a bitch for me. There was a lot of running around and dealing with stuff that was decidedly not fun. I didn’t get a chance to do any writing or blog posts, which is very bothersome to me. And to top it off, hubby and I got into an argument that didn’t quite get resolved and had us pretty much ignoring each other for several days. It didn’t stop us from fucking like animals on Saturday night, but it wasn’t exactly make-up sex. It was more like we both wanted to get off and we were just taking out our frustrations on one another. We’re getting along okay today, but it’s going to take another argument to settle things. Ugh.

Anyway, enough of that. The good news is that I’ve managed to post a new offering from Jay that I’ve titled “Home Alone.” It’s a fun little tale of masturbation and surprising discoveries. Also, I was able to spend some time this morning writing up another new fantasy that I’ve been using lately that was inspired by a combination of a couple of my recent Twitter and blog posts. I should have it ready for you by Monday (but don’t hate me if it takes till Tuesday).

The other “big” announcement I wanted to make was that I added a new page. (Okay, so maybe it’s not that big.) There’s now a Links tab up above. I don’t have a lot there just yet, but I plan on adding more as time allows. I want this page to be a central location to find anything that I might refer to in my posts, as well as a place to share links that you guys suggest. One of the main motivations for creating this page was a story sent to me by JetBoy.

He passed along a vividly erotic story of his titled “Wanting a Girl.” Like all of his writing, I found it to be an exquisitely arousing work of lesbian lust and depravity. While I was personally able to appreciate the story, evidenced by a guilty orgasm or three, I was conflicted about posting the story as it was written. “Wanting a Girl” features the character of a precocious young girl who has yet to experience the wonders of puberty. While I found that JetBoy expertly handles this delicate situation with his usual loving tenderness, I was nonetheless too squeamish (i.e. cowardly) to post it. He graciously offered to adjust the story to an age that I would be more comfortable with, but I couldn’t stand for him to alter his original vision to suit my personal tastes. As a compromise, I have provided a link to this story on the new page, and if the idea of a young girl delighting in the pleasures of the female body does not offend you, then I emphatically recommend you give it a read (sans pantalon, bien sûr).

Sorry, again, for not being on top of things this week, but hopefully I’ll get on track now, and we can all get back to getting off together! Big hugz!

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Picture This

I wanted to die when my mom walked in through the door that connected our hotel rooms and caught me jerking off to a picture I took of her in her bikini. I thought she was still down at the beach with the rest of the family. She saw what I was doing, grabbed my iPhone from my hand and walked out without saying a word. A little later she called me over to her room. I was expecting a lecture, but instead she was sitting there in sexy lingerie. She said, “If you’re going to stroke your cock to a picture of me, it might as well be a good one.” She tossed me my phone and spread her legs. My hand shook as I snapped a pic, not believing she would let me do this. Mom then pulled the crotch of her black panties aside and let me see how swollen and wet her pussy lips were. I took a pic of her naked twat. “You can use those when I’m not around, but, as long as I’m here right now, why not pull out that nice cock I saw earlier and jack it to your mother’s horny cunt?” I never came so hard in my life. For the rest of the trip mom got naked for me every time we were alone and let me jerk my load on her anywhere I wanted. Best vacation ever!

Celebrity Status

Before we get to the naked starlets, an update on my writing plans:

I was expecting to be pumping out the stories now that my kids are in school, but (as I have already mentioned) my production has taken a nosedive now that I have the freedom to write naked and play with myself as soon as the urge hits. Maybe now that it’s starting to get colder I’ll be able to keep it in my pants (since I’ll have to actually start wearing pants to keep warm). We shall see.

I’m almost finished with School Nurse Confidential 3. I have another couple scenes to write, then a proof and polish. I’m shooting for this weekend, but I’ve been saying that for the past three weeks. Once that’s done, my plan is to write the next chapter of Cam Slut Mom. Things are going to get even more interesting between our white trash mom and son with this next installment. After that, I’ll circle back around to My Daughter’s Dildo. I have a feeling things are going to get complicated for both daddy and daughter very soon. In the meantime, I have some more stories from the lovely and talented Jay Denton that I’m working on getting ready to post in the Other Stories section for your wanking needs. Now, on to naked starlets.

As most of you know, celebrity sex tapes were the gateway drug that lured me into the world of online porn (thank goodness). It goes without saying that I’m shamelessly thrilled about the iCloud hacking “scandal.” From what I’ve been able to find so far with my limited porn-fu skills, Jennifer Lawrence (Hunger Games, Silver Innings Playbook, etc.) is the star of the show. There are a couple of short videos, but only one that’s any good (http://motherless.com/44E518E). Not only does she have lovely boobs, but I like that she’s such a goofball. There are also some very nice nude pictures of her (http://motherless.com/D8C55E7). The selfies are my favorite because they show what a horny little sex pot she is in real life.

My other big favorite is a video of Aubrey Plaza (Parks & Rec) masturbating (http://motherless.com/15196B0). It’s hard to tell if it’s her at first, but at the end of this clip you get to see her face and I’m almost certain it’s legit. I always thought she was adorable, but I really started to like her when she made “The To Do List” (http://motherless.com/7BD0F89). Any actor or actress who does a masturbation scene in a mainstream movie instantly has my respect (yes, I’m looking at you Natalie Portman). If any of you dedicated porn hounds spot any other good offerings from this despicable invasion of celebrity privacy, please share it with the rest of us!

Which celebrity, male or female, would you most like to see do a full-on porn movie?

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Tiny Dancer

Hi, Daddy! No, it’s okay, don’t go! Mom went to the mall, and I’ve been waiting for a good time to let you know how much I appreciate all the hard work you do to afford my ballet lessons. I thought you might want to see what I learned after all these years. I love when you watch me at my recitals, but I always get the feeling you’d rather see me without that silly leotard getting in the way. How do I look? Oh, you like it this way? Yeah, I’ve been shaving it bald since I was fourteen. I think it feels better this way, especially when I touch myself down there. Phew, you’re sweaty and dirty from working in the yard all morning. Why don’t you get in the shower and I’ll help you get clean, then I can thank you some more. Just wait until you see where I can put both my ankles, Daddy!

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