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14/05/2010
My boyfriend and I have just moved into our new house together. I'm pretty new to the whole Truth or Dare concept but definitely have a wild side, so decided to test it out.
I climbed out of the shower, my long blonde hair clinging to my wet skin in little waves, tumbling over my hard nipples as the cool air of the landing chilled my skin. I walked into the bedroom and decided to throw on a really short white shirt dress that cuts really low so you can see my boobs, it's almost totally see through. I threw it on with no underwear so my nipples poked through the thin white cotton. I love the dress as it really fits my size ten figure . I was still dripping wet from the shower so the dress clung to my breasts and my shape, as i put it on, accentuating every wet curve of my body. I tousled my damp hair, not bothering to dry it as I have long blonde hair down to the base of my back and love the "Bed hair" sexy rock chick kind of look. (Red lipstick, smoky eyes, rocky outfits and stuff...) and love it when my hair is wavy and wet, it makes it wilder.
My boyfriend had left for work a couple of hours earlier and I was horny, he’s a biker and just the sight of him in leathers gets me wet. I started fantasizing about how hot it would be to sit on the bike in my white see through dress and feel his fingers slide inside me...so couldn’t help but start to glide my fingers little by little up my thighs and start to gently touch myself, fantasizing about his hands hitching up my white dress whilst I sat on the back of his bike, then feeling his fingers caress my clit making me moan softly with pleasure.
I imagined his hand sliding up over my hard nipples, and then wildly and intensely ripping the wet cotton of my dress exposing my naked breasts as I leant back over the bike pushing one hand into his long hair and kissing him hard whilst I straddled the bike. In my head I imagined it was raining. I love sex in the rain and outside I imagined little cool droplets of rain clinging to my breasts and stomach soaking my hot skin and making the white dress cling to my wet pussy as we fooled around on his bike.
My pussy was dripping and smooth as I fantasized, it felt really hot sliding my fingers slowly inside and then running my hands up over my nipples into my hair. I was so close to coming I could feel my pussy getting wetter and my breath coming out in elongated slow moans. I came so hard that my come squirted all over my thighs and the bed sheets.
I was drenched, but felt so good. I collapsed onto the pillows and gently stroked my skin running my hands gently over my soaking wet pussy lips and then stroking my stomach before running my hands up over my curves to rest above my head in my messed up wavy hair. Breathing hard, I lay still. As I lay there, I swiftly became aware that there was noise from outside. I had left the bedroom window open and had to admit the cool breeze emanating from outside felt like cool kisses on my hot body, I could hear boots trudging up the driveway. I suddenly got a jolt of shock as I realised i had been moaning very loudly as I had been masturbating and probably the whole street had heard me! “Had he heard me?” I got a kick out of thinking that he might have.
I went to the window, my hair looking wild and wavy, definitely “bed hair” I thought, but that was kind of cool. I looked out and saw the postman walking to the door with a parcel for me. We haven’t lived in our new house long but I have seen the postman a few times and have to confess he is definitely hot.... he’s young, and quite rebellious looking, stubble, tousled longish dark hair. I heard the knock on the door.
I glanced at myself in the mirror seeing that I’m somewhat dishevelled, my white dress still wet from where I’d come and my nipples still hard and poking through the thin white material. I smiled. I kind of liked the thought of him seeing me like this. I hitched up the dress ever so slightly so you could just see my pussy exposed underneath without it being blatantly obvious quickly threw on some trademark “Jen” red lipstick (what can I say I’m a sucker for the vintage rock chic style ) and ran downstairs still barefoot. I could see my skin was still glistening from where my come had run down my thighs earlier when I’d squirted and beads of sweat were running down my skin I had come so hard.
I answered the door and suggestively raised my arm above the door and flashed a sexy smile. “Morning” I said cheerily. He smiled a sly smile as I stood in full view in the doorway in my little white mini shirt dress. I watched his eyes move straight to my breasts. I loved the devilish naughtiness I felt, as I really wanted him to see all of me.wanted him to look at my body which was barely covered.
“Morning babe you ok?” he said. His voice had a gravelly quality that was so sexy.
The fact he called me babe was hot on its own. I loved the way it made me feel. I was still tingling from coming so hard. He smiled a gorgeous smile and I could tell he liked what he saw as he eyes stayed fixed on my hard nipples for longer than a second. I’d only got the post a couple of times from him since moving in but both times there had been lingering glances and flirtatious smiles. It was fun that this time I was playing with him a little bit.....
I would usually just answer the door in skinny jeans and a tight a rock T shirt of some kind. I’m sort of a skinny jeans and converse tom boy kinda girl... This was the first time he’d seen me more sexily dressed and the thrill of it got me really hot.
“Yes thanks... you alright?” I said coolly, although I could feel my face blush slightly. God... he was hot. I had a sudden flash in my head as I smiled at him of him shoving me hard against the doorframe, kissing me slowly and deeply... him lifting up my dress and pushing himself inside me right then and there at my front door... I wanted him to wrap my legs around his waist whilst I ripped his shirt off. I envisioned him just fucking me passionately right there in full view of the street....
I snapped back to reality quickly as I realised I’d been staring at him a tad too long. He saw this and the corners of his mouth curled as if he knew exactly what I was thinking. Maybe he was thinking the same thing? I hoped so. I cleared my throat and said,
“Got anything good for me today then?” I realised the hideous cliché as I said it but it seemed cheekily appropriate at the time.
“Yeah...... “
“For you... yeah ....” He paused.... his eyes once again wandering down my curves, then back up to my blue eyes. (that was sexy, I thought... no dreadful pun, just delicious suggestion... )
He moved forward and just for a second I thought he was going to lean in and kiss me. My heart jumped a beat. He moved closer to me so I had to back up ever so slightly until my back was pushed up against the glass of the doorframe, I so wanted him to just grab me and start fingering me. I could feel my pussy getting wet just contemplating it.
He reached into his back pocket and slowly pulled out some papers, his gaze never leaving my eyes he handed me papers to sign for the parcel. I was now more or less right back against the glass doorframe and his eyes fixed on me for a second longer.
“Sign here gorgeous and it’s all yours” (God this was like something out of a movie but so exciting!”)
(“Brilliant!”) I cheekily thought, hoping I could use signing as an excuse to flash him a little of what I know he wanted to see.
I stared at him and could see that he was hard; the sight of him hard got me even wetter.
“Thanks..” I said taking them from him. I deliberately let my fingers slide over his for a second as he handed me the pen and it felt like little jolts of electricity, I was so horny.
“Sign there for me beautiful” he said flashing another sexy smile. His eyes wandered down my body, and I just had to take the opportunity to flirt back.
“Oh so I’m beautiful am I?” I said raising a suggestive eyebrow “Thanks.”
He didn’t answer just raised an eyebrow that said “Yes of course you are” and smiled back.
I knew he was watching me and I got a real kick out of it. I know my boyfriend really likes it when I’m flirty and sexy and loves the concept of exciting audacious sex dares. Thinking about what his reaction to this situation would be when I revealed it to him in graphic detail later on when he got back from work got me even hotter and wetter.
I moved my hands and hitched up my shirt dress ever so slightly as a bent over to lean on the window sill that’s just behind our front door, exposing just a little bit of my smooth pussy, and bare ass. I knew I had no underwear on and that he would see. In fact I was counting on it.
I deliberately took longer than usual to sign for the parcel and could feel the cool air from outside caress my pussy as I slowly bent over with my back to him to lean on the sill to sign. My pussy still felt wet and tingly from where I’d squirted a few minutes earlier. As I bent over I looked back over my shoulder at him for a second and smiled as if to say “I know you can see me... wanna play?” one of those evocative smiles that said, “I know you want me...” I knew he did.
As I turned around to hand him his pen back I saw his eyes were fixed on my pussy. I deliberately didn’t pull the dress down as I turned around to face him and could feel that the shirt dress was only just covering my clit. He could still see nearly all of me. I put my leg suggestively up on the door exposing even more of my pussy and bare thigh for him to see. This time he let me see his eyes fix on between my legs then his eyes scanned me body again before moving back to my face. There was a minute of him just looking me up and down. It was exhileratingly sexy.
He exhaled and shook his head smiling.
“Christ...You’re hot” he said grinning. I laughed and blushed at the compliment but relished the fact that that he’d seen me. His hand moved to gently brush my face. His fingers brushing back my blonde fringe.
If it had been a movie he would have re-enacted my fantasy of fucking in the doorway there and then but his eyes simply lingered on mine. No words, just a flirtatious grin and a brief touch with his hand.
“See ya gorgeous... you know you should order stuff more often...” he said grinning as he stepped away back onto the drive. He hitched his post bag onto his shoulder a little more and winked.
I giggled... I love winking I think it’s sexy. I still had my leg suggestively on the doorframe and knew he could still see my exposed pussy, or most of it. I pouted and motioned a quick sexy kiss.
“See ya Jen” he said smiling then paused and said “hopefully all of you...” It was sexy that he knew my name, obviously he had deduced it from the name on the parcel but him saying “Jen” to me was a real turn on.
“Yeah... I said giggling... surprised he had had the nerve to say something so bold to me, but it was hot none the less. “ hopefully.....” I watched as he turned to leave and then shouted... laughing, suddenly thinking...
“You got a name?”
“John” he called back “But to hot women like you it’s Jack.”
I grinned and said,
“See you soon Jack” He winked again as he glanced over his shoulder.
I knew I probably would as I slowly shut the door. Definitely the hottest 10 minutes of flirting ever. :)
I climbed out of the shower, my long blonde hair clinging to my wet skin in little waves, tumbling over my hard nipples as the cool air of the landing chilled my skin. I walked into the bedroom and decided to throw on a really short white shirt dress that cuts really low so you can see my boobs, it's almost totally see through. I threw it on with no underwear so my nipples poked through the thin white cotton. I love the dress as it really fits my size ten figure . I was still dripping wet from the shower so the dress clung to my breasts and my shape, as i put it on, accentuating every wet curve of my body. I tousled my damp hair, not bothering to dry it as I have long blonde hair down to the base of my back and love the "Bed hair" sexy rock chick kind of look. (Red lipstick, smoky eyes, rocky outfits and stuff...) and love it when my hair is wavy and wet, it makes it wilder.
My boyfriend had left for work a couple of hours earlier and I was horny, he’s a biker and just the sight of him in leathers gets me wet. I started fantasizing about how hot it would be to sit on the bike in my white see through dress and feel his fingers slide inside me...so couldn’t help but start to glide my fingers little by little up my thighs and start to gently touch myself, fantasizing about his hands hitching up my white dress whilst I sat on the back of his bike, then feeling his fingers caress my clit making me moan softly with pleasure.
I imagined his hand sliding up over my hard nipples, and then wildly and intensely ripping the wet cotton of my dress exposing my naked breasts as I leant back over the bike pushing one hand into his long hair and kissing him hard whilst I straddled the bike. In my head I imagined it was raining. I love sex in the rain and outside I imagined little cool droplets of rain clinging to my breasts and stomach soaking my hot skin and making the white dress cling to my wet pussy as we fooled around on his bike.
My pussy was dripping and smooth as I fantasized, it felt really hot sliding my fingers slowly inside and then running my hands up over my nipples into my hair. I was so close to coming I could feel my pussy getting wetter and my breath coming out in elongated slow moans. I came so hard that my come squirted all over my thighs and the bed sheets.
I was drenched, but felt so good. I collapsed onto the pillows and gently stroked my skin running my hands gently over my soaking wet pussy lips and then stroking my stomach before running my hands up over my curves to rest above my head in my messed up wavy hair. Breathing hard, I lay still. As I lay there, I swiftly became aware that there was noise from outside. I had left the bedroom window open and had to admit the cool breeze emanating from outside felt like cool kisses on my hot body, I could hear boots trudging up the driveway. I suddenly got a jolt of shock as I realised i had been moaning very loudly as I had been masturbating and probably the whole street had heard me! “Had he heard me?” I got a kick out of thinking that he might have.
I went to the window, my hair looking wild and wavy, definitely “bed hair” I thought, but that was kind of cool. I looked out and saw the postman walking to the door with a parcel for me. We haven’t lived in our new house long but I have seen the postman a few times and have to confess he is definitely hot.... he’s young, and quite rebellious looking, stubble, tousled longish dark hair. I heard the knock on the door.
I glanced at myself in the mirror seeing that I’m somewhat dishevelled, my white dress still wet from where I’d come and my nipples still hard and poking through the thin white material. I smiled. I kind of liked the thought of him seeing me like this. I hitched up the dress ever so slightly so you could just see my pussy exposed underneath without it being blatantly obvious quickly threw on some trademark “Jen” red lipstick (what can I say I’m a sucker for the vintage rock chic style ) and ran downstairs still barefoot. I could see my skin was still glistening from where my come had run down my thighs earlier when I’d squirted and beads of sweat were running down my skin I had come so hard.
I answered the door and suggestively raised my arm above the door and flashed a sexy smile. “Morning” I said cheerily. He smiled a sly smile as I stood in full view in the doorway in my little white mini shirt dress. I watched his eyes move straight to my breasts. I loved the devilish naughtiness I felt, as I really wanted him to see all of me.wanted him to look at my body which was barely covered.
“Morning babe you ok?” he said. His voice had a gravelly quality that was so sexy.
The fact he called me babe was hot on its own. I loved the way it made me feel. I was still tingling from coming so hard. He smiled a gorgeous smile and I could tell he liked what he saw as he eyes stayed fixed on my hard nipples for longer than a second. I’d only got the post a couple of times from him since moving in but both times there had been lingering glances and flirtatious smiles. It was fun that this time I was playing with him a little bit.....
I would usually just answer the door in skinny jeans and a tight a rock T shirt of some kind. I’m sort of a skinny jeans and converse tom boy kinda girl... This was the first time he’d seen me more sexily dressed and the thrill of it got me really hot.
“Yes thanks... you alright?” I said coolly, although I could feel my face blush slightly. God... he was hot. I had a sudden flash in my head as I smiled at him of him shoving me hard against the doorframe, kissing me slowly and deeply... him lifting up my dress and pushing himself inside me right then and there at my front door... I wanted him to wrap my legs around his waist whilst I ripped his shirt off. I envisioned him just fucking me passionately right there in full view of the street....
I snapped back to reality quickly as I realised I’d been staring at him a tad too long. He saw this and the corners of his mouth curled as if he knew exactly what I was thinking. Maybe he was thinking the same thing? I hoped so. I cleared my throat and said,
“Got anything good for me today then?” I realised the hideous cliché as I said it but it seemed cheekily appropriate at the time.
“Yeah...... “
“For you... yeah ....” He paused.... his eyes once again wandering down my curves, then back up to my blue eyes. (that was sexy, I thought... no dreadful pun, just delicious suggestion... )
He moved forward and just for a second I thought he was going to lean in and kiss me. My heart jumped a beat. He moved closer to me so I had to back up ever so slightly until my back was pushed up against the glass of the doorframe, I so wanted him to just grab me and start fingering me. I could feel my pussy getting wet just contemplating it.
He reached into his back pocket and slowly pulled out some papers, his gaze never leaving my eyes he handed me papers to sign for the parcel. I was now more or less right back against the glass doorframe and his eyes fixed on me for a second longer.
“Sign here gorgeous and it’s all yours” (God this was like something out of a movie but so exciting!”)
(“Brilliant!”) I cheekily thought, hoping I could use signing as an excuse to flash him a little of what I know he wanted to see.
I stared at him and could see that he was hard; the sight of him hard got me even wetter.
“Thanks..” I said taking them from him. I deliberately let my fingers slide over his for a second as he handed me the pen and it felt like little jolts of electricity, I was so horny.
“Sign there for me beautiful” he said flashing another sexy smile. His eyes wandered down my body, and I just had to take the opportunity to flirt back.
“Oh so I’m beautiful am I?” I said raising a suggestive eyebrow “Thanks.”
He didn’t answer just raised an eyebrow that said “Yes of course you are” and smiled back.
I knew he was watching me and I got a real kick out of it. I know my boyfriend really likes it when I’m flirty and sexy and loves the concept of exciting audacious sex dares. Thinking about what his reaction to this situation would be when I revealed it to him in graphic detail later on when he got back from work got me even hotter and wetter.
I moved my hands and hitched up my shirt dress ever so slightly as a bent over to lean on the window sill that’s just behind our front door, exposing just a little bit of my smooth pussy, and bare ass. I knew I had no underwear on and that he would see. In fact I was counting on it.
I deliberately took longer than usual to sign for the parcel and could feel the cool air from outside caress my pussy as I slowly bent over with my back to him to lean on the sill to sign. My pussy still felt wet and tingly from where I’d squirted a few minutes earlier. As I bent over I looked back over my shoulder at him for a second and smiled as if to say “I know you can see me... wanna play?” one of those evocative smiles that said, “I know you want me...” I knew he did.
As I turned around to hand him his pen back I saw his eyes were fixed on my pussy. I deliberately didn’t pull the dress down as I turned around to face him and could feel that the shirt dress was only just covering my clit. He could still see nearly all of me. I put my leg suggestively up on the door exposing even more of my pussy and bare thigh for him to see. This time he let me see his eyes fix on between my legs then his eyes scanned me body again before moving back to my face. There was a minute of him just looking me up and down. It was exhileratingly sexy.
He exhaled and shook his head smiling.
“Christ...You’re hot” he said grinning. I laughed and blushed at the compliment but relished the fact that that he’d seen me. His hand moved to gently brush my face. His fingers brushing back my blonde fringe.
If it had been a movie he would have re-enacted my fantasy of fucking in the doorway there and then but his eyes simply lingered on mine. No words, just a flirtatious grin and a brief touch with his hand.
“See ya gorgeous... you know you should order stuff more often...” he said grinning as he stepped away back onto the drive. He hitched his post bag onto his shoulder a little more and winked.
I giggled... I love winking I think it’s sexy. I still had my leg suggestively on the doorframe and knew he could still see my exposed pussy, or most of it. I pouted and motioned a quick sexy kiss.
“See ya Jen” he said smiling then paused and said “hopefully all of you...” It was sexy that he knew my name, obviously he had deduced it from the name on the parcel but him saying “Jen” to me was a real turn on.
“Yeah... I said giggling... surprised he had had the nerve to say something so bold to me, but it was hot none the less. “ hopefully.....” I watched as he turned to leave and then shouted... laughing, suddenly thinking...
“You got a name?”
“John” he called back “But to hot women like you it’s Jack.”
I grinned and said,
“See you soon Jack” He winked again as he glanced over his shoulder.
I knew I probably would as I slowly shut the door. Definitely the hottest 10 minutes of flirting ever. :)
Poster:
Jen
