Women Masturbating

February 2, 2005 at 3:24 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , )

My life has settled all the way back to ordinary now. My work has resumed its regular pace. My mind is back on earth. I occasionally think about Her (see The Business Trip category) but not near as much any more. I am back to making love with my husband, going to work and church, seeing friends, and masturbating to pictures of women on the computer when I’m alone. It’s not a bad place to be. Though missing something, that something isn’t at all unbearable.

What is it, that missing bit? I guess it’s spice. Before I thought that my fantasies were just that – a safe indulgence into the unknown, mysterious, wild side. Cheating on my husband. On my faith. On my upbringing. I delved into something naughty and it excited me. But it’s not a fantasy anymore – it’s a reality. I know what it’s like to swirl my tongue around another woman’s asshole. I have been intoxicated by her smell and by it compelled to shove my head between her thighs. And she has brought me to the most intense orgasms I have ever had. What’s missing is the element of added excitement the unknown brings but it hasn’t been replaced. I’ve thought about looking for someone to play with but I cannot get caught. She was safe because we were abroad and the chances were vanishing small. But I dream on.

My husband went to the pub with his mates on Friday. I went out with a couple girlfriends for drinks and then came home. I poured some gin and went to my workroom. I have my own office at home so I needn’t worry about my man catching me. We each respect the privacy of our individual spaces – besides, I know he has his solitary vices as well and that unless specifically invited to do otherwise, I ignore the fact.

Nicely tipsy, I lit a fire, turned on some music and went to my computer. I perused my favorite site for pictures of beautiful women. I hadn’t been there for some time – 2 weeks perhaps – and they post almost every day so I had quite a bit of catching up to do. There were a couple young women I kept returning too. One was a pretty young blond girl with amazing smallish yet beautifully round breasts. I kept going through her pictures and of course had to stop at the ones where she’s got her bum in the air. There is one where I could almost see her little ass hole. I imagined licking her anus. My tongue circling it and poking in. I wondered if she’d ever had a woman and what she would think about me and my thoughts. I cupped those lovely breasts and toyed her nipples. Soft, warm, hardening. For a good quarter hour I stared at her and got very horny.

Then I looked at this pretty dark haired one. OK – she has that definite look of a pro but the close-up of her spreading her vagina froze me in place for 2 minutes. It’s amazing. It’s fantastic. It looked wet, like she’d been playing with herself. I know she probably oiled herself up before the shoot but fantasy is fantasy. I was rubbing by own through my pants. I’d hiked up my skirt and was gently rubbing up and down. It was now time to take them off. I put my feet up onto my desk, spread them comfortable wide and began.

I like to rub myself with all my fingers first. Sort of kneading my mons but gently. I poured more gin and in a state of near hypnosis I rubbed and stared. I don’t even think I had any specific images going through my mind. That fantastically gaping pussy had me enraptured. And I loved the sight of the ridge of her asshole. I wish I could find a nice, clear ass-on shot of it. I want to see the colors and contours of her anus. But those of her pussy had me – the pinks and the almost heaviness of her innermost lips. I wanted to suck on just that bit.

My own bum was getting numb from the slanted position I was in and I had to shift a bit. I noticed how moist my hand had gotten and I smelled it. I like my own scent. And then I tasted it. I sucked my own juice from my fingers. It was nice, very nice. And it was time to up the level of stimulation. I surfed to a site I like with lots of vid clips of women masturbating and lesbian scenes. Unfortunately they don’t keep an archive so I can’t link to the clips I watched.

There was one of a fantastic blond girl of about 18 years. She played with herself with her fingers. The close-ups were amazing. She has those little “tongues” peeking out and I had think about sucking each one. And then she did that magic thing. She sucked her finger and got it very wet. She bent over and spread her bum. With her wet finger she circled it. Again she wet it and again she circled. And then she slipped it in. She frigged herself a little while and again she sucked her finger. This went on for a good 5 minutes or more. I slid down into my seat and spread my own bottom. For some reason I felt a little nervous but I tickled my own ass hole with a wet finger. I too wet it several time, each time tasting my own ass. I restarted the vid at that bit. I matched her movements. And when her finger slipped in and widened her sphincter I too slipped mine into my own bottom. Despite the awkward position I got it in past my second knuckle and loved it. I slid it back out and back in. I loved the part when my ring popped open to accept the finger. I loved the feel of the muscle gripping it. And I loved the smell and the taste when I remoistened it. I watched that segment 4 or 5 times frigging my anus and only then began using my other hand on my clit and sinking my finger in there too. I could feel my fingers separated by the thin membrane. And I thought I’d pinch my finger clear off, in my rectum when I came. It was a wonderfully soul wrenching orgasm that lasted quite a while. The contractions in my ass were such that it seemed it was sucking on my finger. An odd but wonderful sensation. I wished my finger was a penis so I could enjoy that sucking sensation to the fullest.

I calmed down. Poured more gin and laid down near the fire. The warmth filled me and calmed me. But I still had that sensation in my bum – a little like I need to go to the loo but not really. Much more pleasant. After a bit I went and drew a bath. With a finger slippery from bath oil I played a bit again. I slipped in 2 fingers and was surprised the stretch didn’t hurt. It was a pressure but a nice one. Now I was in a mood for experimenting. Though obviously sexual and sexy it was more curiosity now. I wanted to know if I could take something larger – like my husband’s penis. It felt foolish but I found my experimental object. I oiled up my bottom, bent over the tub, and slid the handle of my hairbrush into my ass. I suppose it was relaxed from the evening’s fun but I was surprised at how easily it went it. It felt a little painful but good. I worked it pretty hard and it was fine. I finished bathing and wore a grin the entire time. My husband was in for something new. I dressed in some sexy night things and waited.

Ok I know I’m supposed to be confessing my fantasies about women and all that but, his hard cock in my ass felt wonderful that night.

 

1 Comment

  1. Nixie said,

    As a fully pledged lesbian, the idea of cock inside me when horny isn’t that bad, it’s not the cock I don’t like it’s body hair… Ok, the top one is body hair! And I am amazed that you managed a hairbrush!! You go girl!

    Nixie

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