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Given recent events (and the fact that it has been frankly a disgraceful length of time since I’ve blogged) I think it would be a good opportunity to update you all.
Please do not be mistaken in assuming that because I haven’t blogged, I haven’t been ‘playing’, as that it not the case … at all! Also please don’t think that if you were one of those… erm… ‘players’ that you were in anyway ‘unblog-worthy’ because that may not be the case either (… may not).
Unsurprisingly, one of my ‘current’/ongoing visitors is ‘Sarge’ (you might remember him from ‘hands like shovels’). As you well know, 99% of the time I meet people with ‘Eeyore’ partly for safety and partly because he enjoys watching. Well, since Sarge has never asked to meet alone, and has generally been a ‘jolly good egg ‘(that’s posh for crackin’ shag!), I suggested a 1:1 meet (with Eeyore’s knowledge I might add).
Before long, the opportunity for a cheeky daytime meet arose. Now I should stress that this is highly unusual, so when it does happen I go with it! To save time I decided to wear just a short silky dressing gown… undone of course, so we didn’t waste a minute…
So there I was, already excited enough, basically waiting naked for hot bloke to arrive, when he only goes and turns up in his fucking work uniform!!! (The genre of which I shan’t divulge as I’m nothing if not discreet). How I didn’t wet myself on the spot I don’t know… all I could muster were the words “fuck me…” not in a command but more an exclamation. He walked in, looked at the silky dressing gown and simply said “why aren’t you naked?” before firmly pulling me towards him for a kiss. Graphic I know and apologise but instant moisture! I was already putty in his hands.
My pussy began to ache for him, my erect nipples shivered as the gown dropped to the floor. I lead him to the bed. Being the gracious host that I am I wasted little time in undoing his trousers so that I could taste his cock. Taking long, deliberate licks along the shaft, teasing the head with my tongue and swallowing him deep… gagging on the very tip. Now it has recently come to my attention that certain few individuals, and I mean 2 or 3 out of…… the ones I’ve been with, have managed to position themselves at just the right angle to make me squirt whilst being fucked. Not an easy task I can tell you! (But one that is very much appreciated) … now this isn’t just down to size, shape, angle or skill alone… I have to be immensely turned on by the bloke and the situation… so well done chaps… (You know who you are!). Anyway, we were careful to make sure he removed his uniform during the fun so as to avoid explaining why it got ‘wet’ on his break... awkward! We spent almost the entire visit fucking. Good, deep, sensual, passionate fucking. My legs began to shudder as the waves of orgasmic bliss rolled over my body again and again… (I almost forgot to take photos for Eeyore). I could feel every inch of him thrusting deep inside me. I could not help but bury my nails deep into his shoulders and buttocks as my body shock with the sheer pleasure of it all…
… we ended up panting and spent, a very enjoyable midday ‘snack’.

Our next meet was at his place. Started off much in the usual way, lots of delicious kissing (did I mention I love kissing? Lol). Gradually removing each other’s clothes as our hands explored each other’s flesh. I straddled him on the bed to grind my clit against his already throbbing member, hard and rigid against my silk panties. It wasn’t long before I was wet, and horny and aching to be fucked. Now this boy have some impressive stamina to go along with his skills (I’m not gonna lie - he fucks like a pro!), and there is only so much any girl can take before she needs a minute to regain her composure, so I allowed my swollen, throbbing pussy some time to recover. He paused for a moment so I took him once again into my mouth. After a while of me devouring his cock; hungrily licking, sucking and caressing its full length, taking care not to ignore his balls, I thought perhaps we might end with him shooting his hot sticky cum into my mouth. How wrong I was. He sat up, stated that “he wasn’t finished with me yet” (oh my…) and spun my round onto my hands and knees.
… But ladies and gentlemen this was not to be any normal doggy style sex… oh no… it was soon clear what he wanted when he spat onto his finger and began to tease my arse. Easing first one then two of his fingers (…. Hands like shovels remember…) inside. I held my breath, as my arse began to stretch a little as he slid them further in, spitting on his fingers and my arse at times to ensure there was as little discomfort as possible. Now I have to admit, that I wouldn’t have been at all surprised if I had squirted (happened before with Eeyore - google it its possible) while he gently fingered my arse. Anyway, sensing no aversion to the idea, he slowly withdrew his fingers and took hold of the base of his cock. I graciously pushed back against him as he lined up the head against my waiting hole. Spitting on it again to ease its transition, he slowly guided his cock into my tight arse. I gripped the pillow, willing myself to relax around his thick cock (now some of you already know that I do in fact have a size limit when it comes to anal… which, ordinarily, he would be over… but it’s easy to get caught up in the moment isn’t it). Once in he began to gently fuck my arse… Building the intensity with every thrust. Harder and faster he went, gripping me firmly by the hips and pulling me back against him. I quivered at how turned on Sarge had become, rampantly rutting against me. Tingles ran through my body and we groaned together as he came, leaning forward to hold me still and kiss the back of my neck (take note chaps… that is the way you should finish anal!)
That wasn’t all there was to that ‘meet’ by any means. It was, as usual, a great session which happened to end with a bit of extra fun so to speak lol. Needless to say that after I had retold the events to Eeyore and shown him the photos, I had difficulty siting down for a few days… ouch!
Thanks again Sarge!

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