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Slut wear December 18, 2010

Posted by Leah in Masturbation.
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My roommate’s little brother is visiting from France. He slept on the fold-out bed in my living room. I came home last night with a girl I picked up at a bar. We had sex and weren’t remotely quiet about it. This morning, the roommate asked with a smirk whether I’d had a good night. I stuck my tongue out at her. Though he is twenty, the boy blushes like an adolescent.

At the moment, the two of them are off exploring London in the snow. They invited me along, but I had to say no. I have a long checklist of things to take care of before I depart for the US and a flute to practice before the evening’s concert.

As I sat down to work around noon, I noticed Jean’s boxer shorts balled up underneath the sofa. There is an enormous come stain over the crotch.

I am wearing the boxers now. I have pressed Jean’s dried up semen over the lips of my cunt. I have slid the flannel past my opening. I have touched my clit with it. The caked up come is abrasive against my skin. I fucked my pussy with my fingertips pressing through the cloth. My flood has soaked the fabric.

I intend to masturbate again, fucking my dildo — the one with a suction cup base — through the gap in front. I will wear Jean’s boxers awhile, then dry them on the radiator, and replace the underwear as I found it.

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1. Kenny - December 18, 2010

So fucking hot!!!

Leah - December 18, 2010

Thanks for writing in.

2. ught - December 18, 2010

Might as well boil his bunny while you’re at it. Taking his virginity would even seem more advisable.

Leah - December 18, 2010

Who said he was a virgin? I have no idea if he is or he isn’t.

3. SapioSlut - December 18, 2010

Leah that is delightfully naughty. Creative sluttiness!

Leah - December 18, 2010

It is naughty. But now I feel like I should apologize.

4. redains - December 19, 2010

ught: Urban Dictionary says “boil your bunny” means that some obsessive maniac loser is stalking you. Leah could never boil anyone’s bunny.

And Leah, apologize for what? Making noise with your pick-up? Jean should apologize for jacking off to it; the rm, for smirking.

(Well, maybe Jean can be forgiven; I’m sure it was unbearably hot to listen to. I bet the rm got herself off to it, too.)

Leah - December 19, 2010

I don’t mean I should apologize for having sex. Playing with a guest’s underwear does breach his privacy. One really shouldn’t without an invitation.

As for how hot the sex was, you can judge for yourself.

5. First Great Western Employee - December 21, 2010

Hahaha this one made me laugh a lot, thanks for sharing.

6. Z - January 6, 2011

That was great! You sound like a whole lot of fun…
Hope the holidays were relaxing (or whatever it is you wanted them to be). Your writing style, creativity, and no-holds-barred attitude to sex are terrific to read & follow.

Best wishes for the New Year, and I look forward to your awesome-to-be 2011 adventures!

7. thepostmanalwaysrings - February 2, 2011

Wow…I loved this post so much and am now catching up on the horniest of blogs…thank you.
It brought back a memory to me of when I was about 18 years old and my sister, who lived in Twickenham, was going into hospital for a minor operation. I did not live in London then but volunteered to come and stay at her place for a week and visit her in hospital.

I arrived at my sister’s flat and immediately met her gorgeous Australian flatmate Isla who was about 8 years older than myself. We immediately got on well and on my return from my first visit to the hospital to visit my sister found that Isla had made dinner for us and bought some wine. We then spent a night chatting and basically enjoying each other’s company and then she went to bed as she had to be up for work in the morning.

Needless to say, when I got up late that morning I decided to take a trip into Isla’s bedroom and one of the first things I noticed on her bedside cabinet was an opened diary. Now I how many people would read the diary of someone they had just met and fancied like crazy? I did, and was thrilled to find her latest entry which she had written before sleeping the night before ‘Met B’s younger brother today and he is SO CUTE! He’s staying for the week and I have no doubt I will be fucking him before the week is out.’

These words had me hard immediately and I imagined all the things we would probably do, and of course looked through her panty drawer, finding as expected at the back a few lovely vibrators of various sizes. I remember well finding the panties he had worn the night before and lifting them to my nose to get her scent – I wanted her, and felt like masturbating there and then with her panties to my face, but decided to wait until I had the real thing.

That evening Isla returned from work and immediately showered and got dressed into some casual but very sexy shorts and a T shirt, while I cooked dinner for the two of us. The evening went well and as we sat and spoke together on the sofa, drank wine, I had the warmest of feelings just knowing that she wanted to fuck me, as much as I wanted to fuck her. She did not wear a bra and I remember making a point of ensuring that she noticed my eyes gaze across her fantastically erect nipples as we spoke.

Around 10:30 Isla said she was ‘beat’ and would probably get to bed. I said I would hit the sack too…however as we reached the landing I made no effort to walk to my own room but followed her to her own door which when she reached she turned round and faced me full on smiling, and asked if I was wanting a goodnight kiss. I put my hand on the door and said ‘actually I was hoping for more than that’ and she dragged me immediately into her room where we proceeded to fuck and enjoy each other’s bodies until about 4am.

After a short sleep Isla called work and said she would not be in for the day and quickly jumped back in bed with me. We then continued to fuck on and off for the whole of the rest of the day, and then the week ahead. At the time my experience was limited, but Isla gave me some wonderful lessons and I will always be grateful to her.
Thanks for bringing back that wonderful memory.

Leah - February 3, 2011

Thanks for sharing. I enjoyed the story.


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