Friday Flashback – Home Delivery

It has been several years since Mr Fix It and I were regular FWBs. Back in the day we did have a lot of fun. This particular day was one of the highlights for me. I sincerely hope it was the same for him.

My week had been pretty busy with vanilla things. A couple of months back when I was in the throes of full on full time study I had fantasised about all the things I would get up to when study took a break for a while and I had a bit of time to myself. Of course it was a fantasy. Things never work out the way we imagine but that is life However things perked up when I received this text. 

Have a great hump day. Would you like to be at my place between 9 and 9.30 so I can pamper you nicely.

He is always so polite. I love that about him. And of course I wanted a morning of pamper. Who wouldn’t so I messaged back;

A morning of pamper sounds nice. I shall bring the massage table and the nail polish? Any other requests?

To which he replied;

I think that is it. I would really like it if you could wear something sexy for me. 

Now even though the original offer was for pampering for myself how could I not give such a polite, caring soul a hot surprise. So I set my mind to what I could wear. I don’t have a massively extensive wardrobe so this means he has seen pretty much everything that I have. Of course he has his favourites and I could do the easy thing and go with something tried and true but I was in the mood for something a bit less routine. I flicked through my closet turning over ideas in my head. Some of my outfits had promise but then I remembered it was winter. There is nothing sexy about being cold. Then I remembered my fur coat.

It isn’t real fur of course. Writing about this now I kind of cringe a little at the cliché but even after all my adventures I had never done the sexy undressed woman in a fur coat thing. I chose some lacy things to wear underneath. Glimpses of lace are so much more titillating that bare skin. Dressing was a challenge though. Normally when I go out I have an assistant to help me with straps and suspender belts. Today I was home alone and had to manage by myself. I fumbled through it, and satisfied with the results I was all ready to go. 

I never really thought about some of the ramifications of my plan until I got into my car. As I drove dressed in a coat that really didn’t button well, dressed in underwear and boots I was a little distracted. Fortunately I didn’t encounter a policeman during my short journey. As I sat at the lights in my Mazda RX8 I noticed some young men checking out my car. I laughed to myself as I thought “If you think the outside of the car is hot you should see what is INSIDE.”

I arrived at my destination and stepped out of the car. As I made my way up the driveway I kind of wished that there was a neighbour loitering around in their front yard so that I could really spark up their day. The feeling of being so undressed in public was making me feel as if I had drunk a bottle of wine or something. It made me more daring that I would normally be. 

He had left the door open. When I went in I found him on the couch. He had put the heater on so the room was nice and warm. I sat beside him, being careful to keep my coat closed. He was quiet and restrained but I could see his eyes scanning me. He noticed the boots and the stockings but he couldn’t see what was underneath. We sat for a few moments, me waiting for him to make a move, him not sure what to do with me. I noticed that his boxers had started to look like a tent. 

“So what is under the coat?” he asked trying to sound casual. 

I wasn’t fooled, “Stuff,” I wasn’t going to give too much away. “Did you want to see?” I couldn’t help myself. He wasn’t going to get the whole dinner served on a platter. He had to work a little for it. 

He was like a small child afraid to ask for too much, “Can I?”

I moved the coat a little to give him a glimpse of lace clad thigh, “Do you want to,” I really loved the teasing. It was hotter than prancing around in public nude underneath my coat.

He reached forward and opened the coat. The look on his face was priceless. I had to stop myself from clapping because of the success of my devious plan. 

“I didn’t bring the massage table because I figured that after you saw this you wouldn’t be interested in massage.” I commented as he continued to look at me.

“I think that was a wise assessment of the situation,” he lay me down on the couch and sat beside me. He still hadn’t touched me; he was like a child at Christmas unsure of which part to touch first. Carefully he unclasped the suspenders and removed my underwear, I shrugged out of my coat and lay, waiting. The boxers were despatched and he stood in above me with his hard cock standing out in front of him. He kneeled between my legs and slid his fingers into my cunt.

“Mmmmm, someone is a bit horny then,” he murmured before he slid his cock inside me. It had been a while since we fucked, I didn’t realise how good he felt inside me. I wanted him to fuck me for hours and hours but of course he had other plans. After a few strokes that brought us both close to the edge he pulled out and stood up beside the couch. His cock was even harder now and it was glistening with my juice. He held it close to my face and I sucked him briefly before he took my hand and led me to the bedroom.

He laid me down on the bed, dressed in boots and stockings and proceeded to eat my wet cunt. I knew what he wanted but I wanted to make him wait. He teased and licked me I could feel the pressure building in me but I held my pussy tight, keeping my juice inside, enjoying the teasing and tasting. He built me up until I couldn’t hold it any more. A jet of juice escaped and covered his face. Like a greedy child he lapped harder, sliding his finger into me, teasing the orgasms out of me. If the neighbours hadn’t seen me earlier they certainly heard me now. I covered his face and the bed before he knelt between my knees. 

He held my boots high in the air as he teased my hungry, wet pussy with his cock before sliding back inside me. We fucked like rabbits. I came again, squirting juice over his cock as it slammed into me. This wasn’t the long leisurely session we had discussed but I didn’t care. I loved this cock fucking me I just wanted more and more. I knew he wouldn’t be able to last longer but I didn’t care. I wanted to see him cumming.

As if he read my mind he pulled his cock out of me and jetted his cum over my belly, before sliding it back into me to fuck me harder as he climaxed a second time. I arched up to him, holding his throbbing cock tight inside me as he climaxed a third time.

We lay together enjoying the aftermath but I wasn’t finished. I opened the bag I had brought and pulled out some toys. He smiled with pleasure as I showed him what I had bought. I gave him the butt plug first. The novelty was back as he lubed it up and played around my ass with it. Carefully, slowly he slid it into me. I was horny and greedy, but I resisted the urge to tell him to hurry up. It slid in more easily than he expected I twisted in anticipation as he picked up my other vibe. Again, slowly, carefully he slid it into my hungry wet cunt. I loved the full feeling of the two toys stretching me, pleasuring me. He fucked me with the vibe, watching my face as I teased my hungry clit. I tried to hold off the orgasm but it was impatient. I came hard as he fucked me arching off the bed and groaning out my pleasure. The orgasm seemed to go for minutes before I collapsed, exhausted on the bed. 

Friday Flashback – Sing a Song of Sixpence

Sometimes I look back over posts that I wrote on Erotic Adventures and wonder what was going through my head. This one sounded fun so I hope you all enjoy it.

Sing a song of Sixpence
The sweet voices of the choir outside drifted through the window. I added my own chorus with moans of pleasure as I sprawled over the settee in the salon gripping my lover’s hair as he licked my cunt.

A pocket full of Rye
He always brings me a gift when he visits. Tonight, it was a pocket full of tiny seed pearls which he showered over my naked breasts before bending to pleasure my nipple. 

Four and twenty naughty boys baked in a pie
One of the most delicious things in the kitchen is the sight of those naughty naked boys bent over Cook’s knee whimpering as she paddles their soft white bottoms.

When the pie was opened the birds began to sing
The scullery maid and the chamber maids stood against the wall with their skirts hitched up and their legs spread wide. With red bottoms the naughty boys kneeled in front of them licking at them until they screamed in pleasure. 

Wasn’t that a dainty dish to set before the king?
The ladies of the court were impressed by the naughty boys. The butler collared them and they crawled on their hands and knees out into Father’s feasting hall licking and sucking whenever a lady lifted her skirts and spread her legs for them.

The King was in the counting house counting out his money
Father does love feeling his gold. I haven’t watched but I have heard that he loves to fuck the scullery maid on a bed of gold coins. I prefer a softer bed. 

The Queen was in the parlour eating bread and honey
For the record the Queen bathes in milk and honey, because she thinks she is Cleopatra. Then she gets her favourite naughty boy, the one with the largest cock, to lick her dry before he fucks her pussy and then her ass with his big long cock.

The maid was in the garden hanging out the clothes
It was a beautiful sunny day. The Captain of the Guard was loitering in the garden. Not surprising really. The laundry maid had loosened her corset and her dress had slipped. As she reached up to peg the royal knickers her full round breasts peeked out of her bodice teasing the nice Captain and his men.

When down came a blackbird and pecked off her nose
The Captain of the Guard should have known better though. The laundry maid has a thing for the black slave that landed with the visiting party from Africa. When she was finished hanging out the clothes she lifted her skirts and bent over the garden wall watching the Captain and his men while her lover pleasured her with his big black cock.  

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Friday Flashback – Personal Development

From the vault of Erotic Adventures comes this little gem. It is happy to see the light of day again. I hope that you all enjoy it.

Josh hated training courses. The idea of sitting on uncomfortable chairs in small rooms with freezing air conditioning listening to boring presenters who didn’t have the first clue about what it was like to work in a real job in the real world just made him irritated. Even though his boss knew how he felt about training courses he still found himself sitting on an uncomfortable chair in a freezing room waiting for the presenter to turn up. His boss had given him some kind of line about everyone needing to complete a personal development activity for their annual review. In an attempt to warm himself up he got up and helped himself to the coffee sitting in the corner and then checked his watch, 8.30 am. He was surprised that he was the only person who seemed to turn up. “That would be right,” he thought, “I get stuck here in a stupid course and there isn’t even another person to talk to.” He wandered over to the desk and selected a chair just before a woman with flaming red hair walked through the door carrying a thick leather briefcase.

“Hello,” she greeted him before she made her way to the whiteboard at the front of the room. 

“Hello,” Josh replied, with his eyes glued to her ass as she bent over to look inside her briefcase. The fabric of her skirt stretched enticingly over her full round butt. “It doesn’t look like there are many turning up this morning,” he continued, unsure of what else to say.

The presenter turned to face Josh. He had to remind himself to keep his mouth closed as she walked towards him. The neckline of her blouse stretched open to display full round breasts that looked like they were about to fall forwards. Stopping in front of him she leaned forward on the desk until Josh could almost see her nipples. “That is OK,” she smiled at him. “I prefer small intimate groups.” As if it was the most natural thing in the world she slipped her butt onto the desk in front of him. “So,” she continued, completely business like. “Today is all about your personal development and pushing your boundaries,” her voice dropped slightly as she leaned forward and touched the side of his face, letting her finger trail down the side of his neck, “Tell me about some of your boundaries Josh.” 

Suddenly it seemed as if Josh’s pants were not big enough for his cock, “Uh I don’t know,” he stammered fidgeting in his chair, trying to find a position that put less pressure on his throbbing cock. In front of him the presenters fingers nimbly popped open a couple of buttons on her blouse to reveal a very low cut bra and even more of her impressive cleavage. “What kinds of boundaries were you meaning?” 

“Well this course is about personal development,” the woman replied as she continued to unbutton her blouse. Even though Josh had been freezing earlier he suddenly felt hot. “So I was thinking personal type boundaries,” The woman slipped off the desk and stood in front of him, “like taking your clothes off in front of a stranger.” To emphasise her point she shrugged out of her blouse and let it slide to the floor, “Have you ever done that Josh?”

Josh fidgeted, not sure where to look.  “No,” He replied quietly unable to take his eyes off her breasts.

“Would you like to?” The woman reached behind her waist and Josh heard the sound of a zipper before her skirt started sliding down over her hips. 

“Maybe,” he replied glancing towards the door.

She followed his gaze, “It is OK,” her voice was comforting, “I made sure it was locked so that we wouldn’t be disturbed,” the skirt joined the blouse on the floor. She looked so tempting standing there in front of him in her underwear.

On an impulse Josh stood up and began unbuttoning his shirt. “What the hell!” he grinned as he shrugged out of his shirt and followed suit with his jeans. He stood before her with his cock straining against his boxers unsure of what was going to happen next but determined to be open to whatever came his way.

Taking a step forward the woman reached out and stroked his cock through his boxers. Josh held his breath, wondering when he was going to wake up. It had been so long since a woman had touched him there that he was sure that this had to be a dream. The woman slipped her hand under the waistband of Josh’s boxers and curled her fingers around his shaft. “So you haven’t answered my question,” she moved her hand slowly up and down and Josh began to wonder if he would be able to contain himself, “Do you have any boundaries?” She moved until she was close enough that Josh could feel her breath on his neck. He shuffled his feet as her hand slid down over his testicles cupping them gently before continuing further back towards his ass crack.

Josh felt his butt cheeks tighten as her fingernails scratched the skin behind his testicles. His cock throbbed in response, taking him completely by surprise. Her fingers slid further back, towards the forbidden zone. The place that he had always maintained was outwards only, except in the deepest darkest corners of his fantasies, ever since he had seen that image. Her finger stroked around his asshole tantalising him. His body betrayed his mind, opening itself up to her caresses even as his mind screamed out to tell her to stop.

For the first time he noticed her eyes, the glittering lust he saw there. “I will stop any time you tell me to Josh,” she whispered. “But until you say stop I am going to keep on exploring,”

“I don’t want you to stop,” Josh was stunned to hear his own voice say those words. 

She pulled away from him slightly and reached out for the waist of his boxers. “Maybe we should get rid of some barriers then.” She slipped the garment down over his hips freeing his cock. “Mmmm,” she bent down and tasted him briefly,” Josh moaned sharply, alarmed that he would shoot jizz into her mouth and spoil the moment but she released him. “I do like sausage but I am after more exotic fare today.” 

Quietly she moved to stand beside him, running her hands down his naked back to cup his butt before she slipped her finger lower to caress his butt hole. Josh took a deep breath as she smeared some lube and slipped her finger inside him. Sensation exploded through him as she moved her finger gently in and out. His cock was like a rock in front of him and he couldn’t stop himself from gripping his own shaft.

“That’s it,” the woman’s voice whispered in his ear. “Relax and enjoy the moment.” 

Josh nodded, frowning in concentration as sensations he never imagined possible sizzled through his body. The woman pushed her body against him, rubbing her crotch against his thigh as she finger fucked his ass. Josh’s head was spinning with pleasure.

“Would you like more?” her voice interrupted him. 

“Yes please.” He heard himself say.

She removed her finger and there was a pause before he felt the cool pressure of something else opening him more. He pushed back against the implement eagerly, still surprising himself with how much he wanted this. There was a moment of slight discomfort and then the pleasure ripped through him. His hand gripped his cock hard as she fucked his ass spreading him further than he thought would be pleasurable.  His whole body tingled and he felt something building. It was like an orgasm but at the same time not. Before he could stop it he exploded, groaning as cum covered his fist. His whole body spasmed in pleasure before he collapsed forward on the desk still twitching with aftershocks. Feeling completely dazed he turned his head towards the woman, She sat on one of the chairs with both of her feet up on the desk. Still recovering Josh watched as she fucked herself with a thick pink dildo. Her fingers moved quickly on her clit as the pink plastic moved in and out of her slippery wet cunt. 

Her movements became more frantic as Josh watched until her mouth formed a perfect O and her body arched out of the chair. As she relaxed and slumped into her chair a huge smile spread across her face. “Well done,” she congratulated him as she came back to life. “I think we can definitely say you have pushed a boundary or two today.”

Friday Flashback – Under the Table

On the last day of their holiday, Lucy and John started the day as they had almost every day of their visit to this sunny holiday town, in a small café that made perfect omlettes. Their plan was to spend the last day re-visiting their favourite places. As they arrived they were greeted by the young waiter that had been there almost every morning. Without fuss he showed them to their table and poured a glass of juice for each of them.

Lucy admired his body as he pulled out her chair. She brushed against him as she took the chair, he held for her. For a moment their eyes met before she dropped her gaze lower. She settled into her chair stretching back so that he had a full view of her breasts, barely restrained by thin fabric of her sundress. Across the table her husband smirked. 

The waiter shuffled awkwardly fussing over cutlery and placement of glasses. As he bent over the table Lucy’s attention was focussed on his arse.  It was the thing she liked most about him. Mainly because the long black apron that he wore covered his other best part. 

“Do you want to order now, or did you need a moment?” The waiter’s voice interrupted her thoughts. She looked up at him noting the faint colour on his cheeks.  

“Just the usual thanks,” Lucy smiled up at him. Across the table her husband agreed. The waiter made a note in his pad and turned and walked away.

Lucy stretched back on her chair, enjoying the sunshine. All around them the café buzzed with people starting their day. 

“I know what you are up to,” her husband interrupted her thoughts.

Lucy took a sip of her drink and looked at her husband over the rim of her glass with wide innocent eyes,

“I have absolutely no idea what you are talking about.” She pressed her hand against her breast. “I am just here enjoying this fantastic sunshine. 

The waiter appeared with their breakfast placing the plates carefully on the table before turning away to go and fetch their coffees. Lucy inhaled the smell of perfectly cooked omelette before she delicately cut into the fluffy eggs. Coffee appeared on the table in front of her and she looked up at the waiter, letting her fork rest on her lip for a moment. He shuffled awkwardly and looked downwards. Lucy reached down with her spare hand and lifted the hem of her dress to give him a glimpse of smooth tanned thigh. 

Awkwardly the waiter shuffled, “Was there anything else?” his face was flushed and his hands clasped over his apron. 

“Not right now, thanks,” Lucy moved her shoulder slightly and the strap of her dress slipped downwards. 

“Ok then,” the waiter’s eyes were fixed on the neckline of Lucy’s dress, “I will be back later to make sure everything is OK then.” There was a pause before he turned and walked away. Casually Lucy let her fork fall on the ground. 

“Honey would you get that for me?” she looked across at her husband with wide innocent eyes. 

“Sure.” With a smirk her husband bent down from his chair to retrieve the fork.

“While you are down there,” Lucy quipped. Her gaze travelled across the café to where the waiter was attending to another young couple. She leaned back on her chair as she felt the first tentative touch of her husband’s lips on her pussy. As his tongue made its way into her slit, she was happy that she had taken time to shave that morning.  She lay back a little further allowing her legs to spread further apart. Across the room she locked eyes with the waiter. Casually she lifted the tablecloth so that the waiter could see what was happening under the table.  He finished taking the new couple’s order and made his way to the kitchen. Under the table her husband slid his tongue deeper. She gripped the arms of the chair as he lapped at the hot wetness that was pouring out of her.

“How is everything?” The voice of the waiter interrupted her thoughts.

“Everything is just perfect,” Lucy gasped. She slipped the strap of her dress down, allowing him to see her nipple hard with excitement. Under the table her husband slid a finger into her hot wet cunt tilting it expertly as he pressed his tongue against her hard node. The familiar warm pressure began to build in her belly. Lucy slid her finger into the neck of her dress and pinched her nipple. She looked into the eyes of the waiter as she came muting the sound of her pleasure to a whimper. 

Her body sagged against the chair as her husband re-appeared on the other side of the table with a fork in his hand. 

“Found it.” He announced cheerily wiping the wetness from Lucy’s cunt from his chin with a napkin. 

Without speaking the waiter wrote on his pad and passed the page to Lucy.

“I am glad you enjoyed your breakfast.” He smiled to her as he turned and walked away. 

Lucy looked down at the paper before handing it to her husband with a smile of triumph.

“Perhaps we will find something new to enjoy today after all.”