autumn leaves

i'm slightly depressed. november starts tomorrow, it's cold and very foggy outside, i haven't had a good fuck for a week, and it seems that i'm not even caring a lot about it (which is even worse). it's the perfect day for not getting out of bed, but here i am: i'm sitting in an internet café, just to let you know i'm still alive. there's no one else here. the schools are closed (tomorrow is a holiday in italy), and as said before, it's grey and ugly outside. i will be just surfing a little on some friend's websites, than, i'll go home again, make myself a nice cup of tea, listen to some old r & b records (the temptations' "papa was a rollin' stone" seems perfect for cheering me maybe a little up).

i know that you are always deluded when i write stuff like this, and nothing sexy. do not worry. this was the trick. you'll get the treat, too.

adam and his friends

i'm back from the fair. i am sorry, but i had no time at all to write a bit more last week.

i've had an incredible night on thursday. as i have already written from the fair, there was this english guy, adam. he looks incredibly good with his slightly curly dark black hair. he's always dressed totally in black: black suit, black shirt, black tie. and he's very cool. and young. and sexy. and intelligent.

i went out with him and some other people from his publishing house a few days before. we went in one of these typical German bars, drank a lot of beer, had a lot of fun. but nothing guided to where i wanted him. shit, i wanted to flirt with him, and he was all occupied by this blonde collegue. she was looking good, okay. she was his age, and she teased him a lot. i spoke with his friends eric and ben (who are not that bad, after all). ben is a tall black guy, very dark and smooth skin, shaved to be bold, large shoulders. eric is very skinny, very intellectual. we discussed this and that, and at a certain point, i noticed that ben started to flirt with me. i was game, i like flirting (especially after a few beers too much). at about 2 am, everybody went in the hotels to have at least some sleep.

when i was in my room, i even did not take the time to undress completely. i switched the porn channel on and started to rub my pussy through my jeans. i was soooo fucking horny, but again without anybody. and while there were three asian lesbians on the screen (one was fucking the most petite from behind with a strap on, pulling her hair, while the third laid in between the slightly spread legs and sucked her cunt), my hands unbuttoned my blouse quickly, and i pushed a hand in my half opened jeans to feel my very wet pussy. i just closed my eyes, heard the moans of the asians, and without a concrete picture in my head, i came.

a few days later: it was thursday, a horrible day on the trade show. you've done only a day, there are still many to come, you're tired and you would love to be home. in the evening, adam dropped by our stand and asked me if i wanted to meet him in the evening. just the two of us. no fake smiles with customers, but just a relaxed evening. his friends were going to a party that he didn't want to join because of an "ex friend" (well, i know he has fucked their pr agent last year, and maybe didn't want to see her again for some reason). anyhow, i was thrilled about the possibility to have him all for myself.

i dressed up a bit - a short black velvet dress, black stockings, and my famous fuck me shoes (black and metal high heels with leather straps that go up your leg to the knee). i know they are a bit slutty, but i like them. and seeing his looks, adam liked them too. he picked me up in the hotel, and we took a taxi to a place i have never been before. looked like one of these new wave bars of the eighties, a lot of neon, beer from the bottle, kraftwerk and depeche mode. a bit retro, but the perfect setting for feeling "different" - obviously, no people from the trade show around.

he was very kind, taking care of everything, the beer, the food. and he looked me deep in my eyes, both when he asked me if i wanted another beer, and when he asked me my opinion about the difference between girls in the uk and girls in italy. it was pretty fast that we spoke about partners from the past. and about sex.

there's this thing with me, i just can't speak about sex without getting horny. i think i would get horny even confessing me with a catholic priest (if i would confess). i just can't help it. i know i have a one-track mind.

and intelligent men notice that. adam is intelligent. to break the discussion that was getting nearly a bit too hot, i went to the toilet in the back of the bar. a long corridor with automatic cigarette dispensers and some people hanging around there, i don't know if for buying and selling some pills, or just waiting for their friends on the toilet. when i want to turn back to the bar, he suddenly stands in front of me. holds me. looks down to me. and then, he kisses me. just like that, totally sure of himself, without any hesitation. i was just very warm wax in his arms. god, how i wanted that kiss, i've wanted it for hours, and finally, there it was. adam is a good kisser, not agressive, but very sensual. very soft lips. and a wonderful taste.

he pinned me to a wall, still kissing me. my hands went up and down his spine. he pushed against me, and i felt his hard on. i pressed one leg between his. he whispered: "we can't stay here, can't we... come in my hotel..."

he took my hand, we went out of the bar, and we nearly did not make it to the nearby taxi stand. i was ready to fuck him just there, in the cold and humid night, on the street. in the taxi, we kissed again, with my hand, i caressed his chest. the taxi driver observed us in his mirror.

they were staying in a hotel very close to the fair ground. he, ben and eric lived in a suite on two levels to save some costs. there were two bed rooms, he just dragged me upstairs. a nice large bed. we didn't make it even to close the door.

he nearly ripped my dress when he tried to open it. it has a complicated hidden zip, so he simply pushed it up and dragged down my panties. if i would have felt less horny, this was very close to a rape. but it was consensual. he just opened the zip of his pants, and for the first time, i saw his cock. it was not the super enormous large cock. but not bad either. and very hard. he stood at the foot end of the bed, looking down at me while i layed there, my dress pushed up, my panties pulled down, breathing quickly.

"i'm gonna fuck you now, claudia...",

he just said. then he came to me on the bed, and without further foreplay, he pushed his dick into me. i said it already: that's one of the best moments in sex for me. to be penetrated with a single long push. to feel my inner walls being stretched by a cock. the feel the cock head pushing in me. my hands just grabbed his ass, i wanted this first push to last. then he began with very small, very soft movements fucking me. very sensual, again. no rape scenario anymore, more real love making. he pulled out of me, and i took the chance to get rid of my dress and my panties. i still was in stockings and in my shoes, but i guess he liked that. he just sat on the bed, leaning his back against the wall, sometimes rubbing over his cock, watching me, smiling.

i climbed to him, in between his legs. he held his cock with both hands, arched out his hips. i stretched out my tongue, he looked at me. slowly, he directed his cock to my tongue, rubbed his cock head over my tongue. only then, i started to lick him. he smelled so fresh, so clean. there was another surprise: he was completely shaved. i've only been few times with shaved men, but it is a completely different feeling to lick over smooth balls... only after a while, i formed my lips to an o and sucked his cock deep into my mouth. having this thing about first penetration, i guess it must be the same for a guy, so i always let them slide right as deep as i can in my mouth and throat. when he entered my mouth, i let his cock head push against the inner walls of my cheeks, he loved that. with my tongue, i pushed under his cock while he pushed in me. then, i started to suck. he moaned loadly. fuck, i'm a good cock sucker, in the end...

when i started to feel him pulsating, and when i tasted a bit of precum, it was time again to fuck. i undressed him slowly, kissing and licking a lot over his body. i am sure he is going to some gym, he has nice muscles, not too much (not like ben who is just tall and muscles), but very well proportioned. when he was all naked, i pushed him back on the bed and sat on him, guiding his cock into me. he started to play with my tits and nipples, and i just pushed against his hands while rotating my hips slightly. he placed one of his hands on my ass, slapping me slightly while fucking me.

he was about to cum, when we heard the door from downstairs. ben and eric were coming home from the party. they laughed and giggled, it was obvious they were drunk. adam had held still for a moment, but now he started to move again under me, very slowly. i dragged the sheets of the bed over us. i heard somebody coming up the stairs. it was ben.

"hey adam, how was... oh... i'm sorry..."

adam was so cool. he fucked me while talking to ben.

"don't worry, it's okay. claudia is cool. aren't you?",

he asked, pulling the sheets from my face. i smiled to ben and said as cool as possible (still being fucked by a hard dick):

"oh yeah, no problem..."

ben laughed out and said in his deep voice,

"shit, adam, it's always you who is the lucky guy... claudia, you're so nice..."

when he turned to go downstairs and to leave us some privacy, i had a silly idea. you must understand, i was really horny. and i was drunk. i said:

"don't you want to stay with us a bit, ben?"

adam didn't say anything, but i felt him pushing into me with new force. ben smiled and rubbed his chin.

"what do we do with eric?",

he asked, when we heard the toilet flush from downstairs.

"we'll see...",

i said, and ben yelled down to eric,

"i've to discuss something with adam, eric, i'll be down in a minute!"

he came in the bed room and closed the door. he was naked in a second. his cock was still limp, but god, was it long. he took away the sheets and looked at my body. i felt a bit embarressed, being exposed like that, but adam's hands went up and down my spine. he kissed me, made me feel comfortable.

ben started to kiss my spine, and one of my hands found his now semi-hard cock. i wrapped my hand around it and started to stroke it softly while adam fucked me. shit, ben's cock grew in my hand, he was getting so large, so big.

adam turned me over, i was again on my spine, and he was pumping his cock in me from above. ben started to slap my face with his enormous black dick, i tried to catch him with my lips, but he simply slapped on my nose, on my eyes, on my cheeks.

i heard adam say,

"suck him, claudia... suck his cock...",

and i felt ben's cock finding it's way to enter my mouth. adam licked over my throat while ben slid in my mouth. i was surprised that adam had no problem at all to be so close to his friend's cock. i saw how ben's balls slid over adam's forehead, but none of the two had a problem with that.

from the pace i knew that adam was ready to cum. he pulled out of me and shot his load on my belly. with one hand, i played with my pussy, with the other, i rubbed his cum over my skin. that's another of my favourites - fresh cum on my skin. god, i like the smeary feel of the slime when i sink my fingers in it.

then, ben flipped me over, on my knees and elbows. he pushed his cock from behind in my gaping cunt. god, was he BIG! when he started to fuck me, i had the fear he was going to hurt me, but he was gentle, he dragged me onto his dick slowly, he just knows that he is very big, that he has to be careful if he wants to have fun.

by that time, i cried my excitement out in the cushions. eric came in the room, but i noticed him only when ben had cum. ben pulled out in the very last moment, made me turn around, and shot in my face. cum was dripping from my chin on my tits when i suddenly felt other hands from behind. it was eric, already naked, his cock against my neck.

"come on, suck me too...",

he said while pushing his dick in my mouth. i felt one of my nipples being softly bitten on, and a tongue licked softly over my now very sensitive clit. all three of them dedicated themselves to my body.

i felt like an egyptian goddess. i just closed my eyes and concentrated on the sensations. i didn't care anymore who was who. i just wanted to feel lips, hands, tongues and cocks. and that's what happened, i just drove into an orgasm that was shaking my entire body, i felt how a hard cock was pressed against my tits, another cock entered my pussy again.

we fucked and fucked and fucked the entire night. i don't know if it was a short dream or if i really saw at a certain point that while eric fucked me, ben was sucking adam's cock. i really don't know if that is reality or if my oversexed mind made this up. but even if, it just felt perfect that night. everything was okay.

on friday morning, the three had already left for the fair when i woke up in the wet sheets of the bed. when i showered, i just couldn't believe the night i had with them.

obviously, i came too late to our stand. and even if i know a bit about make up, it was easy to see that i had had quite some night. but nobody said anything.

on friday afternoon, i went to adam's stand to find them packing. they said they were going to leave the same night - the show went on until sunday, but a lot of international guests leave by friday, leaving just a local girl at their stand.

well, maybe it's better like this, we did not have the chance to try to repeat, and repetitions of things that can't be repeated are often pathetic...

i am horny and ready for a great night

it's 11 pm, i am a bit drunk, and i'm ready for a great night with some international friends. this is the night before the start of the trade show, which is normally the start off for the next nights. we will go out to have some beers, then, we'll see. i am in the same hotel as some guys from an english publishing house. one guy (adam) is turning me on sooooo much, he's young, he has black hair, he is cool, and he is sooooo sexy. i will try to get fucked by him, if not this night, one of the next nights, he's just too hot to be left out.

i thought he was linked with one of their editors, but today i learned that he is single - what i saw last year was just a bit of teasing between the two - i am sure that they fucked that night, but it's good that there will be no problems with others. i WANT him, and i'll GET him...

i have just played with myself, and i figured out how wet i was, and how ready i am to fuck. god, i NEEED a good fuck tonight...

shit, if i only imagine adam naked, i am rubbing my cunt again... i will let you know as soon as i can. now, i'm out for the night.

how do you like my pink panties?

i was so horny that night... and my friend too the pic just when i started to forget about her presence...

trade show

just to let you know that i will be on a large international trade show for the rest of the week. whenever i can, i will try to connect, but i am sure i'll write a bit less this week. at least you know why...

maria

on saturday, i went to the place e. had indcated. it's a nice bar in the center, a bit too crowded, a bit too much in fashion (in the real sense of the word: a lot of fashion people there, models, pr managers, designers... the whole gang). obviously, also people from advertisement, i met some people i knew who gave me certain looks for my outfit...

it was already clear that e. and a. would not show up. but i was still confident and waited for about an hour close to the entrance, but they didn't come. i drank a couple of beers, chatted with some people i knew, and i was already ready for a cozy night on my own, when i felt these looks...

i have this thing, sort of a seventh sense, i just FEEL when people are looking at me, i simply sense it prior to seeing it.

it was the girl behind the bar. she looked pretty tough. red hair, green eyes. a brown top that left her arms and shoulders uncovered. a pair of jeans that seemed like they needed a little cleaning. more or less my age.

she was pretty busy (only three people behind the bar, and it really was crowded). but yet, i felt her eyes. only glimpses, no real staring. but she looked where i FEEL looks. on my eyes. on my lips. on my tits.

i ordered a cocktail from her and asked her to make it nice and strong, and that's exactly what she did, it was sour and strong, just as i like it. we started to talk, we found out that we had mutual friends.

her name is maria, and we chatted more and more. her eyes flirted with my lips when i was talking, and this is something that drives me over the top.

there is another seventh sense i have: i sense people who are let's say interested in the same sex. maria is one of them.

the closing hour of the bar is 3.00 am. but most of the people left far earlier, after midnight, they head for the clubs and discos, and only few people remained. it was easier to talk then, and i liked very much her humor, her way of saying things.

when they were closing, i simply asked her:

"where are you going now?"

she smiled and said warmly:

"i'm going home. do you want to come with me?"

i just nodded. we went to her little car (a smart, the in-car for singles at the moment). when we sat in the car, she leaned over and kissed me fully on the mouth. a long, wet, juicy kiss. hungry for more. i moaned while she kissed me deeply, and i tried to touch her breasts, but she broke our kiss and said:

"wait... wait till we are home..."

she started the car, i placed a hand on her thigh which soon enough slid in between her legs, rubbing over the hard jeans fabrics. she took my hand away and said again to wait. it was only a short ride, she has a flat behind the central station, not the nicest part of the town.

in the lift, i attacked her again, pinning her against the mirror, with both my hands against the mirror, only pushing her with my body against it, kissing her deeply. she pushed her hips against me, i had a leg between hers, and she was pushing against my leg.

then we were in her flat. looked like the perfect university student flat, a bit untidy, a bit messy.

but i didn't care in this moment. she took me by her hand and guided me directly in her bedroom. she pushed me on the bed. then, she pulled her top over her head. but when i started to unbutton my shirt, she told me not to. she stripped quickly and laid down on top of me. may hands went over her sides. very smooth skin, silky. she started to lick and suck on my throat, and my hands slid down on her body. she has a nice round ass, not as firm as mine, but still in a nice shape. when her and my lips met again, i squeezed her ass cheeks, a little stronger than she expected, making her breathe out loud.

her tongue went into my cleavage, and slowly, she unbuttoned my shirt until all buttons were open. slowly, she licked with her tongue over the skin that was uncovered, very slowly opening the shirt.

this took ages, and i was getting more and more aroused. even only the fabrics of my shirt sliding over my now rock hard nipples send shivers through my entire body. with her hands, she started playing with my tits while i unzipped my pants. her tongue slid over the few pussy hair i've left when i shaved saturday evening. then, she was very quick and decisive, she stripped me very fastly.

i was just laying there, breathing heavily. with her kneeling on my side. she held out her middle finger. slid it in my mouth, and i sucked on it as if it were a cock. her middlefinger over my chest. over my belly. in my belly button. further down...

there was no other physical contact between us. everything was concentrated on that finger... when she pushed it in my pussy, i was so wet that it smacked. god, i just LOVE this first entering of my cunt, if it's a cock, a finger, a tongue, a dildo, i don't care. it just drives me mad, i inhaled sharply the air, and she pushed her finger right deep into me.

her mouth opened, and i saw that it aroused her to have me like that. so i pushed a bit against her finger, arching my hips against her hand. still with her finger in my cunt, maria bended forward to nibble on my tit. i was completely an object by now. i didn't do anything to touch her, to kiss her. i just wanted to be there for her desires, her fun.

she bit softly in my nipple, sucked it in her mouth, and only then i started to run my hands through her hair.

when i placed my hand over her pussy, i felt she was very wet. she was not shaved, but she didn't have much pussy hair either. she took my hand and rubbed it up and down on her cunt, and i felt how she opened with each stroke.

she smelled very nice, very sweet. before she managed to push my hand into her pussy, i moved down her bod. i blew over her pussy before starting to suck on it, she loved that. when i entered her with my tongue, she nearly came immediately, squirting.

it's not often that i meet women with squirting orgasms, but she squirted quite a lot. and she orgasmed very loud... i had an instinct to put my hand on her mouth, but she took it away and went on.

her orgasm finished in a little see of tears. i can handle this. a lot of men do not understand this, it has nothing to do with the partner, it's just an emotional thing that sometimes goes together with an intense orgasm. i just held her and let her finish to cry.

when she calmed down, it was her to lick me. i've been with a lot of women, but she really is somebody who knows how to lick. she does this very good. when she had cum, i had thought, shit, i won't get my own orgasm here, but it was only few minutes after she stopped crying that i was very near to follow her.

at a certain point, she turned me over, and i was laying belly down. her tongue went in my ass crack, she licked with the hard tip of her tongue over my ass hole. that made me again raise on knees and elbows, her tongue slid now from my cunt to my ass hole, back and forth. i started to finger my pussy while she did so, i just wanted to cum so badly...

and then, she probed with a finger my ass hole while she sucked on my clit, and that was it for me. i came, and i just sank down with my hips, pushing my pussy in her face while her finger pushed slightly in my ass. it was a strange orgasm, it was coming in waves, and when thought it was over, it started yet again.

after, we drank some wine together, and i told her i wanted to go home. i liked her reaction, she didn't question anything, but called me a taxi. we had a long goodbye kiss, and both she and me know that this was a one night stand.

plans for the weekend (or will it be a weak end?)

i just called e. (remember? the girl from my latest threesome adventure). she still was very relaxed (too much relaxed for my taste). "yes, it was nice... but you know, these days, we had so much to do...", and so on.

i really think that i was just their little play toy in all this, i would bet that they just picked me as the easiest availability. this is confirming that i am a slut, and i should be happy about it. but here i sit, hoping that i will somehow manage to finish up in their bed again...

at least, she told me where they will be on saturday night. that's already something. it's a nice place, and if it doesn't work out with them, i'll find someone else there.

ready for some fun

i know they are not big, but i like them as they are... and i never need a bra.

reading tip

hi girls,

just a quick reading tip: "if i were a guy" is really amusing and so true... if we have the chance for a good fuck, we all go for the bad guys, don't we? the nice guys are for marriages.

having a boner

so that's why they call it "having a boner".

bending forward like this, wantondebauchery?

a re-occuring dream

i'm in a theater. i'm dressed elegantly (a long and tight black dress, deep cut on the back, long cuts on both sides). i'm there for a concert of classical music. the music is wonderful, and i fall asleep (i fall asleep in a dream, which is already very weird).

when i wake up, the concert is over, but everybody is still there. there is a very strange silence. i look around me, nobody's standing up. suddenly, i realize that there are only men. the entire audience is made of men in dark suits and white shirts. they all look at the stage where the orchestra has left a while ago. nobody says a word or makes a noise.

i am standing up, and slowly, the audience starts to applaude. i move to get out of the theater, men stand up to let me pass. while i pass, i feel their knees, their bellies, their hands, touching my body occasionally. i'm moving to a door which is locked. another one: locked again. the audience still applaudes. i think it's best to ask the men if they know a way out, and i walk on the stage. the lights in the theater dim, there is a spot on me. the applause stops.

i am just standing there. then i ask if somebody knows a way out. they all answer together as one voice: "no."

out of the dark, some men climb on the stage and hold me firm. it's not hurting, but i feel their grip on my wrists. surprisingly, i do not say anything. The audience is applauding. no whistles, just clapping hands, exactly like in a concert.

i feel hands opening the zip of my dress, other hands pulling down the straps from my shoulders. i'm stripped by hands of men i do not seen. they do it quickly, but without any rush. pretty much matter-of-factly. i still do not protest. i stand there, they hold me tight, but i wouldn't run away.

when i'm all naked, i hear again the clapping hands.

suddenly, there is a large bed on the stage. the men position me on the bed, tying my wrists and ankles to the bed posts with simple rope. i am totally passive, i let them do.

i am in this white bright spotlight, and i can't see anything. i hear how people in the audience get up, i hear steps on the stage. the men come on the stage and surround the bed.

there is a long silence. then, i hear a little muffled moan, and in the same moment, i see some cum flying through the air, streaking over my tits. another sigh, and some cum is flying on my belly. i am getting more and more covered in cum - all the men stand around the bed and strike their cocks.

and i feel i'm getting terribly horny, but i can't move. more and more slimy cum lands on my body, and i would love to touch myself. finally, someone is opening the knot of the rope around my right wrist. immediately, i place my hand on my cunt, feeling all the warm and sticky cum under my fingers. i immediately start to rub myself very hard.

and i wake up, bringing me off in a glimpse.

i know it's something for you freudians out there. just wanted to let you know that i really am a weirdo.

do you like me from behind?

a quick laugh

just a little stupid test. do animated gifs work in blogs?

i liked this one - two gays, one of them doesn't like very much his mother in law.

anonymous comments

as i started this blog new again, i allowed again anonymous comments.

regarding comments, i liked what a german blogger wrote: you're invited to join me in my virtual living room, but as soon as you start to vomit on the carpet, i will kick you out.

as a matter of principle, i like all comments. but i will delete comments from people who like to puke out their negativity in other people's places.

and if this doesn't work, i will switch the preferences again only to registered commentators.

another thing: please do not link to commercial sites in your comments, as you will force me to cancel your comment, too (even if it was nice... sorry, Anonymous!).

i've changed a little, you see. i just don't want to take all this shit again.

the idiot is back in the game

yesterday night, i met the idiot occasionally at a party for the opening of a gallery. he was there with his wife.

for all of you that don't know: the idiot is my former boss. i had a very strange relationship with him. he was ordering me to have sex with him, and i willingly oblidged. in business, we were both very professional, but only from time to time, he phoned me and told me to come down in the garage where his car was parked, and we went off for a couple of hours.

sex with him was always surprising. he used to be very soft and sweet in the beginning, but when he found out that i myself had some pretty kinky fantasies, he decided that i was the right person to live out all HIS hidden desires. most were tending to sm, with him as the dominant part. i liked that, i liked him taking control over me, i liked the feeling to be nothing else than a stupid little sex toy with the wish to be filled. maybe it was because of my job (where i was in charge, where i had to control about 25 coworkers), but i simply LOVED the fact that somebody told me: stand there! stretch out! show me! it was good and fullfilling.

then, he became more and more violent in our games, first using his flat hands, then a cane, and that's where the fun was getting less for me. i still liked the fact to be taken like this, but i didn't like the real pain that he caused me and that sometimes remained for days. i think it was because he simply didn't know how to do these things properly, i just cannot imagine that the sub partners in sm relationships suffer that much physically. at least, i could not imagine the fun in that, nor for the sub, nor for the dom part.

when i wanted to finish all this, he changed again, becoming a little whining boy. he cried when i told him i didn't want it anymore. you cannot imagine my shock seeing this man actually crying. he tried to force me into it again, but i resisted. soon after, i changed job. i just didn't want it anymore.

now, i saw him again. he is still very handsome. grey hair, but very athletic built, the guy you would imagine on a sailing boat (not on a motor yacht). his wife is much younger than he, i think she's around 35 years old. pretty attractive, long black hair, a nice tan (not too much), a nice black velvet dress. it's his second wife, the first one left him some time ago.

the idiot smiled when he saw me (i had seen him first, and i had tried to avoid him, but he was quicker). he introduced me to his wife whom i've heard the voice on the phone and seen her picture on his desk, but we actually never had met. i felt her looks over me, looks that knew more about me than i had expected and wished.

we did a little small talk, he asked me about my new job, and i told him that i was very happy with the advertising agency - they have given me a lot of space, and i REALLY enjoy the job very much. while we talked, he placed a hand at my back, just low enough to feel the beginning of my ass. his wife saw this, but didn't react at all. it was his way to talk to people, especially in loud and crowded places.

in the middle of all this small talk (and in front of his wife), he whispers in my ear:

"god how i'd like to fuck you in this moment...",

for then getting on with the conversation. it was just like in a movie, like a flash out of the middle of nowhere. i looked puzzled at him, he smiled and went on telling me something about the new novel of blah...

when we said goodbye, he said, this time loud and for everybody to hear:

"think about it, claudia. it could be interesting!"

i suppose his wife thought that he had made me another job offer. i'm sure she didn't know what kind of relation ours was. i know she had had some doubts regarding him, but not in my direction. this time, she smiled and said to me:

"whatever it is, claudia, if it is offered by my husband, you shouldn't hesitate..."

if you'd only knew, you stupid cow!

i went home very puzzled and fell right in my bed. and then, i started to remember all the NICE hours we had stayed together. all the really wonderful orgasms that i have had with him.

when i masturbated, the thoughts around him were getting more and more intense, and i had a very wet and very long orgasm. shit, i think i'll give him a try again. it's just... i hust don't want to get dependent on him again. i want him as ONE of my partners, and i don't want to give him all the space he had last year. but i want to call him.

obviously, i will let him wait for a week or so. never answer the next day if a man desires you. if he loses his interest in a few days, he was not worthwhile.

why do i do this?

uploading two pics from me today, i asked myself what is the REAL reason for me doing this. why do i have to expose myself in this way? why do i write about my private life to perfect strangers?

the reason is that the net is allowing me to flash where in real life i would have some hesitation doing so. i like to know that reading what i write and watching pics i post, there are people around the globe that are getting a little bit turned on. that's the kick why i do it. i am getting aroused from knowing that you get aroused.

...here's another one from the same series

okay... i AM exhibitionist... so here is again a pic of me. sorry about the effects, but that is necessary. hope you like it.

... and i just LOVE this pic. she is so... oh...

again: no toy gives the satisfaction of fingers

masturbation (again)

it must be something with the hormons, but there are times in the year where i just LOVE to play with myself. it doesn't really matter if i had sex or no, i just have to bring myself to orgasm.

once, i read in a blog about bully orgasms. these orgasms that you have just to have them. quick, short and not really satisfying. these bully orgasms go together with the increased need to touch myself.

normally, i do not use any toys. i just don't like fake cocks, i don't like the buzzing sound of vibrators, i don't like all this TECHNICAL aspect. i love my hands, i love my fingers, each single one of them having different tasks. and i love my own taste (but i hate to lick it off some plastic dick).

i don't know if all of this is normal. if not, i am not normal. sometimes, i have the though i should see some psychiatrist, sooner or later. i know a lot of people laughed when michael douglas said he was ill of sex, he just had this desire to have sex, whenever, wherever, with whomsoever. well, i understood him well, i often feel the same. i can be in a shopping mall, and i have to go to a public toilet, just for a quick orgasm. it's very close to madness, i suppose.

or is there anybody else out there who has similar experiences?

it's best with your own fingers

the past few days

my life has been a mess in the past few days. i've slept very little, some nights, because i had fun, others, because i was thinking too much. my old fault again: i fell in love with a couple. very nice people, both of them. she is working in advertising, he runs a little cozy bar in this town. he's a little older than she.
well, this time it was not me putting us three together, but him. i was in his bar, and i was talking a lot to him (far too much, but that's what happens if little old claudia drinks too much vodka). he looks very attractive. green eyes, slightly unshaved, hair that looks as if he just came out of bed. he looks like a rock musician (well, that's what he is, he's playing drums in a band). at the end of the evening, he asked me if i wanted to come to his place. sure i wanted. i was so damn ready to fuck. it has been quite some time since i dated a man. and i was very horny.
we come to his place, it was pretty late, and there is this girl sleeping. he starts kissing me in the kitchen, throwing his arms from behind around me, kissing me on my neck. i KNOW that there is this girl, but i can't help it, i'm fucking horny, and i kiss him back. i go further, i put a hand in between his legs. he is so hard. and his hands are all over my body. i was ready to fuck him there, in his kitchen, but he drags me in his bedroom.
she is still asleep. i think that it must be a huge turn on for him to sleep with me right close to his gf, as he just can't wait to get me undressed. he starts to fuck me right away (well, i was VERY wet by then, and i didn't want any long foreplay either). while he moves over me, his gf wakes up.
she is very cool with this. she smiles and caresses his ass while he fucks me. then, silently, slowly, she starts to join us, she kisses my tits while he fucks me. she slides with her tongue over my belly button, he pulls his cock out, and she sucks him, then she guides him back in me again... a true real nice threesome.

right now i have the problem that i think i fell for both. they are very cool about our night together, they just talk about it in this matter of factly tone. i am the one who LOVED it so much. first with him. but also she is soooooo sweet. i want to be together with them again. but it seems that they never have the time. and i get the feeling they see me as a one night stand, and that's it.

recently, i started again to masturbate a lot. i please myself to orgasm at least three times a day, and it really doesn't matter much if i have sex with other partners or not. i just love to bring myself off.

i'm so puzzled about this thing with a. and e. i just don't understand myself. normally, it's ME who is cool like that. and now, here i am, like if it were my first threesome.

i am back

i am back to the blogging world. it has been a nightmare without my blog, my little silent companian.

i had to take the old blog off the net due to an asshole at my job. he accidently found it in the web, and he tried to blackmail me. he wanted sex in change of his silence. i decided to take the entire blog off the net. some friends told me that he tried to tell them what he had seen, but nobody believed him (including my friends, haha...). unfortunately, when i took the old blog off the net, i was panicking a little too much, and i cancelled all its contents. it's a pity, but i cannot change it anymore.

maybe, it's even better. i will be more careful, this time. no pics of me, folks, i'm sorry. and i will change all the names again. who has read me before will not find anyone of the "old" staff, i will change everybody. i don't want to get busted again.

in the meanwhile, i changed job, and i changed some lovers (you know me, don't you... haha). but i'm still myself. a little older. not the slightest bit wiser. and still pretty much twisted and perverted.