Archive for June, 2009

The Builder

Tuesday, June 30th, 2009

Charles has recently employed a firm of building contractors as we have a new project underway. We are having a couple of new outbuildings built so that we can house some of the staff.

The firm of builders that we hired is a local one and are very reputable. Charles doesn’t know it, but I have met one or two of them before!

The builders set to work on the project, and whilst Charles is away, I set to work on the builders!

The most fanciable builder has to be Frank. He’s about 10 years younger than me and such a little flirt!  He always arrives at work early in the morning and looks perfect in his ripped Levi jeans and his tanned chest on display.

This particular day, I invited Frank in for lunch as all the others had gone to the local pub. Frank was a keen worker but I think we’d already sussed one another out. He knew I was after his cock.

I’d seen his cock while he was changing out of his work clothes before, and trust me, he is huge! He knew he was huge and he knew I loved big cocks. He was quite prepared to have me run around after him just so that I could get my hands on his cock.

I basically made Frank feel very welcome indeed, I made him lots of cups of tea and gave him a lot of flirty attention. He was definitely up for it, all I needed to do was make sure that Charles was out.

Charles had gone out and Frank came into the house. I made him a very manly lunch and he repaid the favour by pleasuring me in my bedroom.

Now Frank is bigger than I had previously thought. He is definitely coming to fuck me again, I’ll make sure of that!

I basically made Frank feel very at home indeed. I got underneath the kitchen table while he was eating and un-buttoned his jeans.

His cock leapt out at me and as soon as I saw it, started to suck and lick like I’d not seen a cock in months. He grew so hard inside my mouth, that’s when I realised how big he was.

I sucked him whilst underneath the table and swallowed so much spunk, we decided to carry things a bit further and headed off to the bedroom just in case anyone saw us downstairs. Don’t want Charles finding out!

We got upstairs and locked the bedroom door. Frank got naked and I sexily took off my clothes in front of him. I love men watching me strip, it can be really erotic. I took off my dress and kept my sexy stockings and suspender belt on. Men love to fuck women in stockings. I sucked Franks big hard cock once more then he went down on me. He was really quite a little expert, he knew exactly what he was doing and really knew how to turn a girl on.

We spent all afternoon in my bedroom and got up to all sorts of naughty things. I did like it when he fucked me doggy style. He fucked my pussy so hard and really gave me what I’d been craving for ages. I can fuck Charles when he’s home, but he has such a little willy, I have to make the most of the more well endowed men I come across!

I had to sneak Frank back to the building site as I had heard Charles arrive home in the Bentley. Tomorrow when Charles is working, Frank and I are going to road test one of my new outbuildings!!

My housekeeper on my fucking machine

Friday, June 26th, 2009

I told you recently of my housekeeper watching me on my fucking machine and masturbating on the floor.

Well, I decided to put on some very sexy but domineering clothes and some spike heels and grill her about it.

I chose to wear a black pvc all in one trouser suit which has a zip down the middle and is crotchless. I picked up a cane and went downstairs to the kitchen to find her doing my laundry.

I asked her if she knew what a fucking machine was and if she had seen one before. She looked a little embarrassed but said she didn’t think she knew what one was.

I then decided to tell her that I had found a pair of her knickers outside the room downstairs which I always keep locked.

She looked very sheepish now and didn’t know what to say. I then asked her if she’d like to see a fucking machine. She said ok and followed me downstairs to the basement. I was going to take her downstairs and watch me on the fucking machine again, then I was going to get her to fuck it too and see what it was like being watched.

I told her to watch everything I did. I straddled the machine and selected my favourite dildo and secured it in place. I turned on the machine and it began fucking me. I watched her every reaction. She was pretending not to enjoy watching me and was really fidgety. I could see she wanted to touch herself while I was getting pleasured. I could tell she loved watching me orgasm.

After I had been satisfied with my fuck, I took the housekeepers hand and pulled her over to the machine and told her she was going to get the fuck of her life and I was going to watch her get it.

I made her take off all her clothes and asked her if she was wet. She told me she wasn’t and I told her I didn’t believe she wasn’t turned on. I put a finger inside her and pulled it out again. Her pussy was absolutely dripping. Dirty slut. She loved watching me get fucked.

I told her she was a dirty little slut and instructed her on the fucking machine. I turned it up to it’s highest setting and stood in front of her and said that I wasn’t going anywhere until I’d seen her orgasm. I told her that I knew she’d seen me on it before and told her I saw her masturbate while watching me.

I told her to tell me she loved watching me orgasm and that her pussy got so wet. She confessed she orgasmed on the floor and agreed she was a dirty slut.

She had the most powerful orgasm of her life on my fucking machine and thanked me for letting her use it.

I gave her a spare key to the room and said that as a new chore, she could clean the machine for me and if she was discreet, she could use it.

At least with a good hard fuck every now and then It’ll put a bit more life in her, a little bit of spring in her step and hopefully her housekeeping will improve too. She knows even more now, not to mess with me!

My housekeeper watching me masturbate

Monday, June 22nd, 2009

I really hadn’t had a decent fuck for a couple of days. I had given most of my staff a rare weekend off so I couldn’t even fuck any of them. Charles was around somewhere, but he’s not a great fuck. He prefers to make love. V boring.

I had decided to use one of my favourite fucking machines. This particular favourite has great speed control so you can make it fuck you really fast or really slowly or gradually build up the speed. You can also use different attachments. I like to use the biggest black didlo on it and I like to be fucked hard and fast.

Before I got into position, I took off my knickers and bra and just left on my sexy high heels. I’d left the door slightly open but I couldn’t be bothered to close it. The housekeeper was around somewhere but she probably wouldn’t come near this room, she was busy downstairs.

I quickly got into my favourite position and put the big black dildo inside me and switched the machine on toit perfect setting. I had been fucking for a short while and was so horny. My pussy was throbbing and very wet. I noticed the door move slightly and saw a shadow in the background. I could just make out the housekeeper.

She’d obviously heard me and came to investigate. She hadn’t noticed I had spotted her so carried on watching me. I love to be watched so it was quite a turn on.

I saw her sit on the floor in her black and white uniform and she pulled her little white knickers down to her ankles. She started to rub her pussy and put her fingers inside herself.

It was a real turn on knowing that I was being secretly watched. I put on a real show for her and made extra loud noises and turned up the pressure on the machine so I got a really hard fuck. The housekeeper now was really getting wet, I saw how easily her fingers went in and out of her pussy and saw that they were covered in her juices. I loved the fact that she didn’t know I could see her and wandered what she was thinking.

I bet she wished she could come and join me for some girl on girl action. Next time I see her I might just flirt with her a little and see how far it goes. I wander if I leave the door to the room open, she might go and play with the fucking machine while I’m not around. I’d love to catch her on it, I’d pretend to be really angry with her and make her feel humiliated then I’d spank her then tease her pussy with my tongue.

I had some fantastic, powerful orgasms and I saw that she did too, I got off the machine and dressed and locked the door. I saw the housekeeper quickly get up and pick up a feather duster and pretend to dust just outside the room.

I asked her if she was ok as she was really breathless and very hot and sweaty. She said she’d just done lots of rushing around the house, but I looked at the floor and she’d not had time to put her knickers back on. I didn’t say anything but I the look on her face….. she knew I knew what she had just seen. I gave her a wink and left.

I won’t mention it just yet, but I’ll soon tell you about the time she uses my fucking machine!!! It won’t be long that’s for sure!!!

Sex with the plumber

Sunday, June 21st, 2009

It was one of those days where everything seemed to be going wrong. First of all the housekeeper had phoned in sick and then the washing machine broke down.

As the housekeeper wasn’t able to work, I had to do the washing myself. I had loads of clothes to wash as Charles had just come back from a business trip in Madrid and had a weeks worth of dirty laundry.

I had used the washing machine twice and thought it was making funny noises and on the third lot of washing I put in, the machine stopped mid cycle and stared leaking bubbly water everywhere. It was literally flooding the kitchen. I mopped up the water but there was still more pouring from the machine.

I called the emergency plumber as Charles wouldn’t have been able to fix it. He’s useless at things like that. The plumber came almost straight away thank goodness. I mopped the kitchen floor again and the plumber got to work.

He had a big box of tools and looked damn sexy in his boiler suit. He said he could fix the machine easily and it shouldn’t take too long. While he was busy fixing the washing machine, I sat and watched while eating some fresh strawberries. As I put a strawberry in my mouth and seductively took a bite, the plumber said he found a lady eating strawberries a real turn on. He said my lips looked gorgeous wrapped around the erotic looking fruit and loved it when strawberry juice trickled down my chin.

Well, it didn’t take me long to think that I’d obviously already seduced the plumber and it wouldn’t take any persuading for him to fuck a sexy lady now would it?

I accidentally dribbled strawberry juice down my tight white t shirt and said that I would need to change and would he mind if I changed now. He said he’d look away to hide my modesty and I told him he didn’t need to bother as I had something I wanted him to see.

I slowly lifted the t shirt over my head and oops….I had forgotten to wear a bra! My DD’s so firm amd perky and nipples hard with excitement with what would follow.

I slid out of my denim mini skirt and stood in my heels and white knickers.

The plumber was dumbfounded, but very hard indeed! His cock looked huge through his trousers and I couldn’t wait to see it. I went over to the plumber and unbuttoned his boiler suit and pulled it down to his ankles. I knelt in front of him and took out his hard throbbing cock which I immediately put my lips around. He groaned with delight as I sucked him. I was so turned on that my pussy had gone from moist to dripping wet in seconds.

The plumber had his hands all over me and came as soon as his fingers felt how wet I was.I gulped down his load and now had to feel him inside me.

It wasn’t long before we were writhing around on the floor. I had my legs wrapped right around him as he pounded me. He told me to suck on a strawberry while he fucked me. As I did so, he pulled his cock out of my dripping pussy and watched as he came all over my mouth and the strawberry and my heaving DD’s.

What a fantastic fuck. The plumber left happy and told me I really didn’t need to pay for the repair. And I was left sitting in the kitchen with a big smile on my face thinking to myself there was a new meaning now to strawberries and cream!!!

Sex in the City

Monday, June 15th, 2009

I’d been shopping in London and it was getting really late. I was too tired to drive home so thought I’d treat myself to a night in London. I booked myself into a room at the Ritz using one of Charles ‘credit cards and called him to tell him where I was.

I had arrived at the splendid hotel and had my shopping sent up to my room. I got changed into a new dress I’d bought that day and some sexy new heels, put on a spritz of my favourite perfume and headed downstairs for a champagne cocktail.

I got to the bar and sat down with my drink. I love to people watch and sat for a while just observing people coming and going.

I was just about to leave when a gorgeous man in a very expensive suit walked in and sat right beside me.

He smiled and told me I looked beautiful. What a charmer I thought to myself. I let him buy me another cocktail and we soon got chatting and apart from being a very sexy looking guy, he was really pleasing to talk to. I had told him I had an exhausting day in Bond Street and thought I’d stay here inside of driving home.

He explained that he was on business in London and was meant to be going out with a client. He said the guy he was supposed to be going to dinner with was a complete idiot so he’d told him politely he’d get an early night.

His name was Lance and after sitting at the bar for well over an hour, we’d decided to grab something to eat.

We walked into the hotel restaurant which was really busy. We sat down at a table and he ordered champagne and canapes. We’d been sitting for quite a while without having ordered a meal but It wasn’t a problem as we were having a really good laugh and as I was a little tipsy, the conversations soon got a little sexier.

He told me that I should come up to his suite and we could order something there later if we fancied but I think we both knew that we didn’t have food on our minds. The suite was absolutely fabulous and it didn’t take long to relax. The jacuzzi was on and was bubbling away and Lance ordered more champagne.

We both thought it a great idea to share a jacuzzi and it didn’t take long for us to undress. I helped him out of his suit and got on my knees while I unzipped his trousers. His cock sprung out and was very, very hard. It definitely deserved a good sucking.

I wiggled my dress over my hips and it fell to the floor. Lance came up behind me and whispered some very naughty things in my ear as he unclipped my bra. I took off my knickers and heels and stepped into the jacuzzi. He followed me in. It was so sexy, we kissed really passionately and that was all that was needed for foreplay. Soon we were fucking like rampant rabbits. We fucked in the jacuzzi and got out so that I could suck his enormous cock. I loved the taste of him and couldn’t get enough of him.

He smelt divine and he kept complimenting me and telling me what a sexy woman I was, he did all the right things and my pussy was so wet and throbbing so much I had to fuck him over and over again. We ended up fucking on the four poster and falling asleep naked on top of the silk sheets. We woke in the early hours when Lance had to get up and go to an early meeting. I sucked him before he left and went back to my room to shower, dress and leave to go home. As I was checking out, and envelope was given to me. I didn’t read what was inside until I got home as I thought It was just the hotel receipt. The note inside was from Lance and it basically left his phone number and told me that He had to fuck me again. He said he’d be staying at the Ritz at least once a month for business purposes and would always stay in the best suite. So, hopefully, I shall be fucking the gorgeous Lance once a month. What a fabulous way to relax after a hard day’s shopping!

My Handyman

Friday, June 12th, 2009

I recently met a very handy man indeed. He was introduced to me through another friend of mine. He is a very sexy older man called Anthony who is a handyman. He came over to my house to do a couple of jobs for me which I was going to employ someone to do. He finished the jobs I had asked of him and when I went to pay him he refused.

He said that he really fancied me and in return of the odd jobs he’d done, could I fuck him instead of payment. He said that while he was working, he’d seen me bend over and thought I had a fantastic arse and he said he’d seen down the front of my blouse and thought I had lovely tits and really wanted to get his hands on them. He said he thought Charles was a very lucky man.

Well, how could I refuse, he was sexy, had a good body and he said he had a big cock!

I took Anthony up to my boudoir and had some of the best sex I’d had. He was really considerate in bed and gave me lots of oral sex and he fucked really hard. The compliments were never ending and he didn’t have a big cock, he had a massive cock.

It was so thick and so long when erect and he had st amina! We fucked for a good couple of hours, when we’d finished, we shared a shower to cool off. He took great delight in washing me with my favourite bubbles and got hard again while he was rubbing bubbles over my DD’s. My pussy was still very wet and throbbing at the sight of his cock again that we fucked in the shower too. He pushed me up against the cold, wet tiles and thrust his cock deep inside my pussy from behind.

I am so glad I’d been introduced to Anthony, he’ll definitely be coming here again whether or not I have any odd jobs for him to do!

When we did finally finish fucking, we discussed arrangements for him to come and service me on a regular basis.

I decided to get him round a couple of times a week just to get fucked and made it so that Charles should generally be away working so that we don’t get disturbed. I told him that I would always look sexy and wear stockings and suspenders and sexy matching lingerie and to complete the look, some killer heels.

I think I’ll also put together some sexy scenarios. I think what I’ll also fancy doing is having him do some odd jobs and while he’s busy at work, I’ll be dressed up in some dominatrix outfit and if he’s not complying, I’ll whip his arse. I love to dominate men.

You’ll hopefully be hearing a lot more stories about me with Anthony in the very near future. I will certainly keep you informed of our sexual exploits!

The knicker theif

Monday, June 8th, 2009

I had recently noticed that my knicker drawer was looking pretty sparse.  I wanted to wear a particular set of underwear and had the bra but no matching bottoms. Very annoying. I didn’t know where most of them had disappeared to, so I decided to confront the maid. Maybe she was stealing them or maybe she had put them in the wrong wash and they’d gone a horrible colour and had been thrown away?

All I knew was that my knicker drawer had only about 10 pairs of knickers in it. I asked the maid what she thought might have happened before I pointed the finger and she said she honestly had no idea.

I went shopping that day anyway so I just thought I would replace a few pairs and treat myself  (on Charles of course) to some sexy new underwear, a girl can never have enough.

I bought some lovely new things, some very sexy and some really girly stuff. My favourite was a black Myla set which had a big bow at the back of the knickers and a big bow at the front of the satin bra.

I arrived home after my little shopping trip and I saw someone run across the garden. He was around 40 and dressed in hunting clothes. He had something in his hand but I didn’t know what it was.

I saw the maid bringing in the washing and asked her if she had seen anyone suspicious or anything suspicious going on and she hadn’t, but she did mutter to herself that she could have sworn she hung out a couple of pairs of my knickers that were no longer on the washing line.

She came into the house just after me and suggested that someone could be taking my underwear off the washing line. She had said that she had no other explanation as to the disappearance of the knickers.

We decided to look through some of the CCTV tapes and see if we could see anything odd going on around the garden.

We looked through a couple of tapes and saw nothing but the third we looked at, we saw a man in the same clothes I had seen earlier in the garden blatantly taking my knickers off the line! We saw him carefully select his favourites and run off with them.

What a nutcase! We decided to keep an eye on the washing line and see if we could catch the knicker theif or at least see what he was up to.

Anyway, over the next couple of days we saw nothing at all but when we finally did, it was a bit creepy. He took a sexy pair of red sating knickers and ran off right down the other end of the garden to where the gardeners shed is. The maid said she’d follow and see if she could spot him and I stayed behind to call the police.

The police said that there was a local nuisance who had been caught stealing ladies underwear before and they said they’d come over to the house to see if they could catch him.

The maid came running back to the house and she said she had peered through the shed window and he was sitting on the floor and he was masturbating with my knickers in his hands. She said she had put a padlock on the door to prevent him from escaping and that she didn’t think he’d heard her. Apparently he was far too involved in wanking and sniffing the crotch of my knickers!

Dirty little bastard!

The police didn’t take long at all and we all went down to the shed to unlock the door. The police handcuffed him while his trousers were down by his feet, his cock was out and he had cum all over the floor. What a nutter. The police told us not to worry ahd that the knicker theif would be taken away. He was so shocked that he’d been caught, but didn’t look embarrassed, he pulled up his trousers and was taken away.

What a strange afternoon! At least I know what had happened to my underwear and I’m glad that I’d been shopping for more. I certainly wouldn’t want any of the stolen stuff back! My advice to any ladies out there is to watch what you put on the washing line!

Kinky Threesome

Friday, June 5th, 2009

Charles was constantly going on and on about having a threesome with me and another woman it was starting to get on my nerves. Literally every other day he would mention it and talk about how great it would be and how I would love it.

Obviously the idea of a threesome generally is great but with Charles? Maybe not so great!

Eventually I told him I had given in and agreed to arrange a threesome, but on my terms. He was so excited at the prospect of fucking two sexy women that he didn’t listen to me saying that it would be on my terms only.

He wouldn’t have known what I meant anyway….I ‘ll explain. I decided to have a threesome with a very well endowed, bisexual, male friend of mine! Charles would be livid but I’ll find it hilarious and I’ll get a great fucking!

I told Charles to get ready for our visitor this particular evening and to have a couple of glasses of Champers to loosen up a little. I put on some sexy black underwear and stockings and some killer heels. I also had a couple of glasses of Champers and was feeling quite excited! Charles was in the bedroom when our guest arrived and I think he was trying to fluff his willy up a bit to make him look bigger than he usually is! I gave our guest a cheeky kiss and glass of Champers and took him upstairs.

You should have seen the look on Charles’ face when he saw my friend!! It was a picture! He was not best pleased! I told him that I was the boss around here and he had to suck Paul off as part of the deal. He wasn’t into it at all as you can imagine and he was clearly very disappointed that there was no second sexy female to play with!

I made him suck Paul’s cock and he got pretty hard! I was impressed. But I could make him huge. I pushed Charles out of the way and made him watch me me suck Paul like a professional. To then top it all off, I made him watch me fuck Paul’s huge black cock and told him to keep his hands to himself. He wanted to fuck me so desperately but I wouldn’t let him. I told him he didn’t deserve any sex or a blowjob and that he had to watch everything I did. I explained that he was so irritating going on and on about a threesome with another woman that this was my revenge!

I also told him to take a good look at Paul’s lovely big cock and remember why I would rather suck and fuck someone of his size than Charles. Not only that, what other sexy woman in her right mind would want to fuck a bloke like him with a tiny, floppy willy. Women like cock not willys.

Funnily enough, Charles doesn’t mention threesomes anymore. I think he may have learnt to keep his mouth shut!

My brilliant fucking machine

Monday, June 1st, 2009

I love my fucking machine. It is a great piece of equipment which I love to use especially when there are no hung studs around for me to fuck.

It is also a fabulous way for me to unwind after a long day of shopping or horse-riding or even if Charles is irritating me, I go and get fucked by my favourite fucking machine.

I went into my private quarters and changed out of my skin tight jodhpurs and the rest of my riding gear. I was hot and sweaty and was desperate to be fucked. I took off my silk underwear and lubricated myself. I sat on the big cock and switched on the machine to my favourite setting. I love to be fucked really hard and fast.

The feeling of this huge cock thrusting in and out of me is out of this world. There is no man around to pleasure so it’s all about being pleasured myself! I love it sometimes though when I do have a sexy well endowed stud standing in front of me while I get fucked so that I can suck his cock at the same time. Mmmm.

I had been taking full advantage of my time alone with my fucking machine and had been on it for ages. I had lost count of how many orgasms It had given me! I was absolutely soaking wet and my pussy was nicely aching.

All of a sudden a strange noise startles me. It stopped. Then I heard it again. A little knocking noise. It was really putting me off. Eventually, I discovered that the knocking noise was Charles. The door to my private room swung open. I can’t have closed it properly. There stood Charles with his trousers by his ankles and he was wanking himself off whilst watching me.

His hand must have been knocking on the door as he jerked himself off. He looked embarrassed to have been caught out, and even though he has a tiny willy, he was very hard. He was desperate for a fucking now but I wouldn’t let him. The best he could hope for was to wank over my DD’s.

I ushered him over to where I was getting fucked and told him that if he was good, after I have just one more orgasm he could cum over my tits.

He came over and wanked furiously next to me and deliberately didn’t cum even when he was very close to it just so that he could spunk over my tits after I reach my final orgasm. It takes a couple of minutes and I have the best orgasm ever, so noisy and so, so good. I take a few seconds to come round. I climb off the fucking machine and Charles stands smiling as he thinks he’s going to get lucky with me.

I casually walk towards the door and he asks what I’m doing. I tell him Shhh as I put my fingers to my lips. I tell him I will just be a moment and then he can cum over my tits and I tell him I may even suck his little willy.

I open the door and close it again behind me. I lock the door and walk downstairs. I hear Charles shouting for me.

Of course I wasn’t going to pleasure him and his silly little willy. It serves him right for watching me through the crack in the door. He can pleasure himself if he likes. I think I’ll leave him in there for a while!