A Gift From The Muse

I was having a bad day at work yesterday, until a gift from my muse saved the day. It was such a lovely gift I wanted to share it with you. Here is our chat conversation (reprinted with permission):

Me: let’s talk about sex some more before i punch something and break my hand
The Muse: well i have no problem with that
have you got any requests?
me: no requests. you know i'll love anything you come up with.
The Muse: i haven't made you wet at work in a while
and i really like the idea of you touching yourself under the desk
pulling your panties to one side
and dropping your hand between your legs
i like the idea of you looking at photos of yourself
imagining that you had the vibrator with you as you caressed your clit with your fingers. squeezing it between them as they descended to your dripping labia
vertically rubbing them up and down the whole length of you, stopping only to circle around your clit...
...and pinch it
your legs widening as you lay back further in your chair
slowly pushing two fingers inside you
past the knuckles
and spreading them slightly apart inside you, rubbing the roof of your pussy the way you know I'm going to
desperately trying to suppress the sighs and moans you would naturally make
so as not to draw any attention to yourself
at the same time wishing for all the world that you would be disturbed mid flow
by me
walking up behind you and placing my hands on your breasts as i lowered myself to kiss the back of your neck
scraping my teeth along your nape as i lowered my right hand and held it over yours
gripping your hand and pushing it inside you further
until your legs widened so far
with your pussy so exposed
that two of my fingers joined yours inside you
and we both fucked you
your pussy so full you gasped
as your orgasm ripped through you
when you had calmed
we kissed deeply and you turned your chair
frantically undoing my belt and pulling my jeans down
my boxers following...
to reveal my hard cock
you kneel down in front of me, feeling the remnants of your own orgasm trickling down your legs
and in one movement
take my whole cock into your mouth
i grab you by the back of the head
and fuck your mouth so hard you nearly choke
mascara running down your cheeks as your eyes water
but i don't let go
fucking your mouth and calling you my fucking slut
your soft lips wrapped around me
your hot wet mouth desperately sucking and slurping around my shaft
until i pull your head back
take my cock into my hand
and jack off until i explode all over your face
the sting of cum in your eye
as you lick the rest from around your mouth.
I pull up my trousers and boxers
do up my belt
and leave you to finish your work
without saying a word
<3


It's like he reads my mind I tell you.

A Crowded Train

A crowded train at evening rush hour. Crushed among the standing commuters, I wish I had worn more sensible shoes than the four inch stilettos I'm trying to balance on. In my short skirt and no panties a fall could cost me my dignity. There is nothing to worry about however. You reach for my waist from where you're standing behind me and steady me against your hips. Your long coat falls around me to cover my sides. I relax a little with you holding me against you - that is until I notice you are slowly inching the hem of my skirt up my backside with your fingers. Surreptitiously I reach a hand back between us to find you rock hard and straining against your jeans. My already soaking wet pussy throbs in anticipation as I slowly unzip your jeans and reach in to pull out your stiff cock. With both hands on my hips you rub your cock against my hungry lips, using the lurching train to mask your movements. You push me slightly away from you, bending me forward just enough to slip the head of your cock inside my wet hole. On the next lurch you pull me back and plunge deep inside my pussy. I dig my nails into the heels of my hands as hard as I can to keep from moaning aloud. You move so slowly inside of me to the rhythm of the rolling train - it is perfect torture. I close my eyes and will the train to go faster around the corners. A bump and I rock back against you. Another bump and I bite the inside of my cheek to keep silent as my orgasm rips through my stomach and my pussy clenches tightly around your cock. One more hard turn and I feel you explode inside of me. I feel your hot breath against my face but you don't make a sound. You hold me there for a moment, then slip out of me and carefully put yourself back together while I try to steady my shaking legs. At the next stop you wordlessly slip out from behind me and exit the train leaving me standing alone, weak-kneed and wobbling on my heels with your come slowly dripping down the inside of my thighs on a crowded train at evening rush hour.

Resurrection

At long last I've found an inspiration to resurrect the blog. My muse is amazing and the ideas are coming faster than I can get them on paper. My first new story in two years will be up in 10 minutes. I am so excited.

I've missed you my lovelies.