Did you ever play that game? Cluedo I think it was called;) Well I did when I was a kid. Now, my use of the kitchen this weekend was not quite as child friendly;)
I'm lucky because I have what people call an 'eat in' kitchen with a nice old pine table...so this weekend's little game, organised by one of my regular fb was dinner for four guys with me as the serving dish.
He's quite a good cook. Inventive and creative.
Here's what we did.
I stripped and bathed. First I took a bath and scrubbed down with a salt scrub and oil so my skin was nice and soft. Then I showered - No soap or body oil this time - just lots of clean water. Once I was out of the bath, he massaged me all over with almond oil. It's quite scented and very very good for the skin. I'm afraid we kind of nearly spoilt things as I could see him getting more and more turned on as he rubbed oil into my cunt, over my breasts and thighs and onto my arse. In the end I relieved the agony for him and gave him a quick BJ:)
He'd been in the kitchen making up all sorts of delights for our guests
I climbed onto the table and he masked me. Then I could feel him laying out a variety of textures on my body. Some things which were obviously soft and semi-liquid, others quite cold, still soft and damp. He started to tell me what he was doing;)
'That's smoked salmon strips I'm covering your nipples with - and I'm making them look real again with a cherry tomato. This is a special dip made from yoghurt and cucumber...feel this - these are peeled prawns'
I could tell there were gaps - and I could smell food in the oven so I knew more was to come.
Then the doorbell rang and he went to greet his guests.
I heard the popping of a champagne cork and glasses being filled. But no one was allowed into the kitchen.
Then he returned and took the warmed foods from the oven. He was sweet - they were warm but not so hot they might burn me.
'these are chicken fillets marinaded in soy and ginger and warmed through...these a kind of mushroom that I've coated in oil and baked...and so on'
The idea was a variation on the Japanese tradition called Nyotaimori, body sushi. But because we are liberated, it was intended that I would enjoy the experience and ultimately participate too. So, the guests were invited in to enjoy their canapes...and me:)
I could feel four pairs of hands picking up the finger food - and using what I was later told was crudite and breadsticks to taste the dips that my FB friend had used various concaves in my body to hold. My FB invited them to dine a little more closely and I felt one guy bend to take the salmon and tomato from my left breast, then suck gently on the nipple. Then another tongue licked some of the dip that had slipped into my navel.
And then the fun really started.
I felt something (celery?) being pushed into my cunt till I was aching. It was pushed in and out a few times, then I could hear someone licking my juices off it before pushing it back again. Each of my nipples was being sucked gently and someone was pouring just a little champagne over my lips. I'd been told to lie very still and at this point it was getting increasingly hard to do so.
'Well guys - I think we've cleared away the first course...how about dessert?'
I did know what was next. One guy held my arms while another climbed onto me and fucked me. He was VERY excited and came really quickly. I wanted to be taken again...I needed more for me. And, of course that was easy - the next guy was in me slipping against his predecessor's cum and my own wetness. This time I came myself and the guy holding me struggled to keep me on the table.
'My god, she's like an animal'
'Well, perhaps we should take her that way'
Still masked I was pulled off the table and led into the living room. I was laid over the sofa, my arse up in the air and my head down, to be taken doggy style. One guy put his cock in my mouth and I sucked greatfully on his hardness. I was so desperate for cock.
How long did all this last? I have no idea - I think I probably passed out. When I woke, my FB took me gently to the bathroom and bathed me himself before putting me to bed where I slept like a baby.
Wednesday, 11 March 2009
Monday, 2 March 2009
After the Storm
It's about time I started writing my blog again. Thing is, I had this boyfriend. Steady stuff, almost serious. And, while I was seeing him, I didn't think it was fair to divulge all about us. For a little while I thought it might be the big L word.
But it didn't last. Now I am single and fancy free again - and ready to really play naughty.
This weekend was my first taste of freedom...and I decided to ease myself gently into it using nothing less than Playnaughty to find myself a date. You know who you are!
We met up in a bar for drinks and nibbles. Straight away I could tell we would be nibbling a lot more later. He's a business executive and was staying in London over the weekend rather than going home.
So we started off kind of testing each other out discretely and not so discretely. You remember when you were a kid and your ‘boyfriend’ wanted to touch your tit. And you slapped him, then let him…And then he moved downward…and you slapped him then let him. It was like that…in public and in rather a classy winebar. We WERE tucked away in the corner, which was just as well;)
I’d dressed for the occasion, as I always do. Short but classy skirt, stockings and suspenders, louboutins with the f*&k me red soles and a top that showed enough of my cleavage to invite further exploration. He was wearing that sort of smart business casual that you pack on the basis you might be out with clients. Luckily for him, that wasn’t a pair of tight jeans, but some chinos;) He did seem to be getting a bit hot under the collar though.
We went back to his suite and literally pulled the clothes off each other. He couldn’t wait to get inside me and I was dripping. It’s funny but after a few months of regular sex with someone, a new encounter ALWAYS has a special significance. His cock was beautiful. Very smooth, cut, and of course very very hard. And, about the right size for me…big enough for me to feel it thrusting into me, but not so big that I gagged when I sucked him off later. Yes guys, size DOES matter, but it’s not always bigger is better.
The nice thing about fucking in a hotel room is that you can be as messy as you like. This one came with two queensized beds, so we had room to play! I was dripping wet and I enjoyed him fucking me hard, then wanking over me and rubbing his gorgeous cock over my arse and finally taking me there. We showered afterwards and curled up in the clean bed and slept for a few hours. When I woke, I could feel him stiff against me and he took me again hard and quickly. I ached! I love that soreness that comes from fucking too much (when is it EVER too much really). We’d ordered room service breakfast and both of us WERE hungry. The cooked breakfast part was just what I needed and after coffee, bucks fizz and sausage and bacon I started to really wake up! Most of the raspberry yoghurt seemed to end up first smeared all over me – over my cunt and tummy – and then being licked off. VERY erotic.
ANOTHER shower and we both decided to dress and make a hasty exit before room service turned up to clear our chaos.
I’ll tell you more about what happened next in the next blog!
But it didn't last. Now I am single and fancy free again - and ready to really play naughty.
This weekend was my first taste of freedom...and I decided to ease myself gently into it using nothing less than Playnaughty to find myself a date. You know who you are!
We met up in a bar for drinks and nibbles. Straight away I could tell we would be nibbling a lot more later. He's a business executive and was staying in London over the weekend rather than going home.
So we started off kind of testing each other out discretely and not so discretely. You remember when you were a kid and your ‘boyfriend’ wanted to touch your tit. And you slapped him, then let him…And then he moved downward…and you slapped him then let him. It was like that…in public and in rather a classy winebar. We WERE tucked away in the corner, which was just as well;)
I’d dressed for the occasion, as I always do. Short but classy skirt, stockings and suspenders, louboutins with the f*&k me red soles and a top that showed enough of my cleavage to invite further exploration. He was wearing that sort of smart business casual that you pack on the basis you might be out with clients. Luckily for him, that wasn’t a pair of tight jeans, but some chinos;) He did seem to be getting a bit hot under the collar though.
We went back to his suite and literally pulled the clothes off each other. He couldn’t wait to get inside me and I was dripping. It’s funny but after a few months of regular sex with someone, a new encounter ALWAYS has a special significance. His cock was beautiful. Very smooth, cut, and of course very very hard. And, about the right size for me…big enough for me to feel it thrusting into me, but not so big that I gagged when I sucked him off later. Yes guys, size DOES matter, but it’s not always bigger is better.
The nice thing about fucking in a hotel room is that you can be as messy as you like. This one came with two queensized beds, so we had room to play! I was dripping wet and I enjoyed him fucking me hard, then wanking over me and rubbing his gorgeous cock over my arse and finally taking me there. We showered afterwards and curled up in the clean bed and slept for a few hours. When I woke, I could feel him stiff against me and he took me again hard and quickly. I ached! I love that soreness that comes from fucking too much (when is it EVER too much really). We’d ordered room service breakfast and both of us WERE hungry. The cooked breakfast part was just what I needed and after coffee, bucks fizz and sausage and bacon I started to really wake up! Most of the raspberry yoghurt seemed to end up first smeared all over me – over my cunt and tummy – and then being licked off. VERY erotic.
ANOTHER shower and we both decided to dress and make a hasty exit before room service turned up to clear our chaos.
I’ll tell you more about what happened next in the next blog!
Tuesday, 29 April 2008
Midweek madness
Oh it’s a busy week so far. I’m doing a competitive review of sites like PlayNaughty. Now, you’d think that was fun…but actually I am beginning to get the feeling that I never want to see another man’s dick in my life!
Most of the sites have quite similar features. And most charge women. There are one or two like PlayNaughty that have free dating and chat for women, but most of them won’t let the women do any more than the men. And the result is that there is a real disbalance of men and women online.
Some of them have things like video profiles. Which sounds kind of cool. I guess if you were going to actually meet someone it would be nice to see a little vid of them in advance. But when you are doing what I was doing, it isn’t that interesting. I don’t want to see blokes jacking off.
It must be different for men I think? And actually the vids of some of the women were fab, though I’m not sure how genuine some of them were.
Anyway, the good news is that we are working on developing that for PlayNaughty. So, soon you will be able to put your own video profile up if that’s your thing! It’s really quite exciting!
I’m tired this evening. I went to the gym and I think I spent too long on the step machine. I got all distracted by the hunky men. And now I ache all over. I could really do with a massage but I’m here on the sofa alone with a glass of wine. Perhaps it will all be better in the morningJ
Most of the sites have quite similar features. And most charge women. There are one or two like PlayNaughty that have free dating and chat for women, but most of them won’t let the women do any more than the men. And the result is that there is a real disbalance of men and women online.
Some of them have things like video profiles. Which sounds kind of cool. I guess if you were going to actually meet someone it would be nice to see a little vid of them in advance. But when you are doing what I was doing, it isn’t that interesting. I don’t want to see blokes jacking off.
It must be different for men I think? And actually the vids of some of the women were fab, though I’m not sure how genuine some of them were.
Anyway, the good news is that we are working on developing that for PlayNaughty. So, soon you will be able to put your own video profile up if that’s your thing! It’s really quite exciting!
I’m tired this evening. I went to the gym and I think I spent too long on the step machine. I got all distracted by the hunky men. And now I ache all over. I could really do with a massage but I’m here on the sofa alone with a glass of wine. Perhaps it will all be better in the morningJ
Saturday, 19 April 2008
Fact or Fiction Friday
My kind of Friday. Me and my ex-flat-mates (there were four of us who shared when I first left uni) decided to meet up for cocktails and then a night of clubbing. I pushed off work a bit early so I could go home and tart up a bit. Now, it would be nice if I could NOT have spare bits, but since I do, I pulled on a pair of those Bridget Jones type hold you in knickers called Spanxs.
You know what it’s like. I knew the minute I succumbed that I would be bound to meet a hot guy. Not the ‘dating’ sort, but the kind you want to have fun and ‘PlayNaughty’ with!
We started off in Just St James. It’s a cool place. Not cheap for drinks but full of the sort of guys who might just pay for dinner (what a wicked thought). Though we were in full girly mode. We did chat to a couple of booted and suited who seemed keen enough, but in the end we decided to leave and move on for the evening.
I’m not entirely sure where we went next. A few bars in the Picadilly/Leicester square area. We ended up at Ruby Blues and found a booth to ourselves. There were a few guys hanging round the bar area and so Jo, my mate and I got up to dance.
I love that moment when you know you’ve pulled. When the guy sort of tries to dance with you even though you know they can’t dance and hate dancing. Am I a tease or what. Then, something a little slower comes on and they try to grab you…and you go back to dancing with your mate.
We ended up with a group of four girls and two blokes.
Jo and I went to the lav together and I muttered something about my spanxs. It was her idea honest…she told me to take them off. So I did…and stuffed them into my handbag. Knickerless and fancy free I went back to the dance floor. Wow…how horny did that make me feel. And when he felt my arse…I knew I was just dripping.
He leant over and whispered in my ear
‘Hot’
Nothing more…but I knew he knew.
He pushed me into one of the corner booths and pulled me onto him so I could have been fucking him there in public. My dress was up around my thighs, there must have been a fair expose of flesh…but, he was still dressed and so was I…and no actual penetration was taking place. The club staff were hovering. I know they chuck you out if they catch you making out in the club itself, but, what was going on was strictly legal (just)
I could feel his cock though, really, really hard inside his trousers. I wanted to make him cum so I rubbed myself back and forward on him, watching the look on his face. Eventually he dragged me out of the club and into a cab.
‘Not far babes’
My hand was inside his trousers, he was stiff and hot and I could feel the precum on the tip of his cock.
Well…I guess you can imagine the rest of what happened. I hope you don’t think I always do that sort of thing on a Friday night (sometimes it’s a whole load naughtier).
You know what it’s like. I knew the minute I succumbed that I would be bound to meet a hot guy. Not the ‘dating’ sort, but the kind you want to have fun and ‘PlayNaughty’ with!
We started off in Just St James. It’s a cool place. Not cheap for drinks but full of the sort of guys who might just pay for dinner (what a wicked thought). Though we were in full girly mode. We did chat to a couple of booted and suited who seemed keen enough, but in the end we decided to leave and move on for the evening.
I’m not entirely sure where we went next. A few bars in the Picadilly/Leicester square area. We ended up at Ruby Blues and found a booth to ourselves. There were a few guys hanging round the bar area and so Jo, my mate and I got up to dance.
I love that moment when you know you’ve pulled. When the guy sort of tries to dance with you even though you know they can’t dance and hate dancing. Am I a tease or what. Then, something a little slower comes on and they try to grab you…and you go back to dancing with your mate.
We ended up with a group of four girls and two blokes.
Jo and I went to the lav together and I muttered something about my spanxs. It was her idea honest…she told me to take them off. So I did…and stuffed them into my handbag. Knickerless and fancy free I went back to the dance floor. Wow…how horny did that make me feel. And when he felt my arse…I knew I was just dripping.
He leant over and whispered in my ear
‘Hot’
Nothing more…but I knew he knew.
He pushed me into one of the corner booths and pulled me onto him so I could have been fucking him there in public. My dress was up around my thighs, there must have been a fair expose of flesh…but, he was still dressed and so was I…and no actual penetration was taking place. The club staff were hovering. I know they chuck you out if they catch you making out in the club itself, but, what was going on was strictly legal (just)
I could feel his cock though, really, really hard inside his trousers. I wanted to make him cum so I rubbed myself back and forward on him, watching the look on his face. Eventually he dragged me out of the club and into a cab.
‘Not far babes’
My hand was inside his trousers, he was stiff and hot and I could feel the precum on the tip of his cock.
Well…I guess you can imagine the rest of what happened. I hope you don’t think I always do that sort of thing on a Friday night (sometimes it’s a whole load naughtier).
Friday, 18 April 2008
Thank God it's Friday! - PlayNaughty updates
Right now I am working with our developers on a new search tool for PlayNaughty adult dating. That will help all you horny but fussy guys and girls to find the exact type of person you are looking for. Not only will you be able to look for people who live near you...but for men who are into oral sex or women who want to try dogging for example. There's going to be a keyword search and the ability for you to check out almost all of the fields on other profiles and also to include the 'sexual interests' part of the site.
Sounds good ehh?
Yeah...but spare a thought for little old me! To test this properly I have to log into the site and check that all the fields are working properly. So, I need to search for people the complete opposite of what I might be interested in...
And, while I am doing that, cos I am logged in, I get hit on by you lot. I bet you wonder why I don't reply! Well, the answer is that I am trying my best to improve PlayNaughty adult dating and make it into the perfect site for you!
It's really not the most exciting bit of my job. I much prefer writing the PlayNaughty newsletters which I do at the weekends. When I write those, I get to check out all the new profiles of the hot blokes and women who are signing up at PlayNaughty adult dating. Sometimes it's really hard to concentrate on writing the newsletter content...so if you ever get a load of rubbish from me, you will know it's because I have been so distracted by one or more of the profiles!
It's nearly the weekend. I'm going out with some girlfriends for drinks tonight and then probably to the cinema tomorrow. Not sure what else. If I get to feel in a Domme type mood I might take myself off to a little club I know called Dark, where I can dress up as a corset queen and find some suitably subbie men. I'm not always into that though, in my heart I'd rather have a bloke who wants to be my equal. If I get home early enough tonight I'll write you all a bedtime story. It will help me sleep and might keep you all amused.
With love
Miss Scarlett
administrator for PlayNaughty adult dating site
Sounds good ehh?
Yeah...but spare a thought for little old me! To test this properly I have to log into the site and check that all the fields are working properly. So, I need to search for people the complete opposite of what I might be interested in...
And, while I am doing that, cos I am logged in, I get hit on by you lot. I bet you wonder why I don't reply! Well, the answer is that I am trying my best to improve PlayNaughty adult dating and make it into the perfect site for you!
It's really not the most exciting bit of my job. I much prefer writing the PlayNaughty newsletters which I do at the weekends. When I write those, I get to check out all the new profiles of the hot blokes and women who are signing up at PlayNaughty adult dating. Sometimes it's really hard to concentrate on writing the newsletter content...so if you ever get a load of rubbish from me, you will know it's because I have been so distracted by one or more of the profiles!
It's nearly the weekend. I'm going out with some girlfriends for drinks tonight and then probably to the cinema tomorrow. Not sure what else. If I get to feel in a Domme type mood I might take myself off to a little club I know called Dark, where I can dress up as a corset queen and find some suitably subbie men. I'm not always into that though, in my heart I'd rather have a bloke who wants to be my equal. If I get home early enough tonight I'll write you all a bedtime story. It will help me sleep and might keep you all amused.
With love
Miss Scarlett
administrator for PlayNaughty adult dating site
An Introduction to Me
I get loads of people on PlayNaughty writing to me and asking to meet me. Whilst I love to get to know about your exploits and wild behaviour, when I am at work I have to be a GOOD girl. At least most of the time.
But, working on PlayNaughty during the day makes me really really horny. So when I get home, I just want to PlayNaughty for myself.
I'll tell you a few of my own secret fantasies on here and see what you think! Of course if you want to join in the fun yourself, why not sign up at PlayNaughty. Come and say Hi to me on the site. Please don't try to ask me out. I'm not allowed to play with the members (ohhhh how I love to say that). But you will find I'm not the only hot woman on the site and I just love getting people matched up.
But, working on PlayNaughty during the day makes me really really horny. So when I get home, I just want to PlayNaughty for myself.
I'll tell you a few of my own secret fantasies on here and see what you think! Of course if you want to join in the fun yourself, why not sign up at PlayNaughty. Come and say Hi to me on the site. Please don't try to ask me out. I'm not allowed to play with the members (ohhhh how I love to say that). But you will find I'm not the only hot woman on the site and I just love getting people matched up.
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