Marie’s Journal

It’s interesting how far a little lipstick on a coffee cup can go. Personally I hope he finds the other cup I left behind for him….

But sometimes fantasy can become reality even though that moment in time may seem too long away…

His thoughts of finding a secluded corner in his shop where he can sit me down in his chair with my legs up so my pussy is exposed and ready for him turn me on more than he possibly realises…

To feel him standing so close to me so that his cock is just touching my pussy and we’d kiss. A nice slow kiss, sensual and erotic with his fingers playing, tickling my neck at the same time…. Hmm those tickle sensations make my pussy tingle and I want and need more.

He reluctantly pulls away from me for but a moment so he can kneel in front of me. I feel him kissing me lightly, almost like butterfly kisses on my inner thighs and around my pussy before running the tip of his tongue slowly from my arse up and over my pussy to tease my clit.

He darts his tongue in and out of my pussy, sliding it between my lips before using the flat of his tongue to tease me, resting it on my clit until slowly twirling it around it.

I could feel my juice flowing and I knew he had noticed it too because he stopped playing with my clit and lowered his tongue down to lap up my sweet juices that were beginning to pool around my arse. He teased me with his tongue, licking all around my puckered hole until I begged him to lick my clit again.

He did as I ask until he could feel my legs start to quiver. He knew I was close…

Slowly he played with my arse, slipping first one juice covered finger into my arse right up to the second knuckle, rotating it deep inside me, touching places that had me quivering more.

As his tongue and finger worked in unison my breathing began to alter, he knew I was closer that I was before and he kicked his efforts into gear bringing me to a wild mind-blowing orgasm. He continued to lick me and I knew his face was covered in my juices…. And we both knew that taste… it is so yummy…

As I began to come back to earth, he moved another chair closer and slid his cock deep inside me, him watching my fingers play with my clit while he moved his cock in and out of me. I knew his orgasm was getting closer and closer, I could feel it…

I came again, he pushed me over the edge from the mind-blowing attention he was giving me and he came with him, showering my insides with his hot cum.

When reality returns, we held each other, kissing ever so lightly and sensually until our senses returned…

As I sat here typing up a visual that both of us can share, I know I’m as horny as hell now and I wonder how he is coping…. I wonder if he has another hardon…

Until next time….

Fantasy can become reality ….

Marie

I didn’t want him to stop playing with me, but those pleasures were mind-blowing to the stage I desperately wanted him. I wanted to feel his kisses and his tongue on my clit.

I can’t remember his exact words but I was sure he was asking if he could lick me. A sensation that is so wild it is indescribable especially when my pussy was on fire.

He lay between my lips, I remember he had to make sure he lay so he didn’t break his rock hard cock and he licked me. He licked my clits and my pussy and as I type this my pussy is aching to feel him touching me again.

His tongue on my pussy, licking me all over, sucking on my clit and in my mind I was begging him to bite it gently. I wanted to feel all those pleasures and more.

He took me to those places that are too hard to describe. I could feel myself almost floating above us, looking down and watching him lick me. As I type this I have my eyes closed and I can see and feel him pleasuring me again and again.

I felt my head almost exploding from the many sensations I was experiencing at one time. I begged him to fuck me, but he wouldn’t. He just kept licking me until I couldn’t stand it any more. I needed to feel him inside me. I wanted his cock and when I thought he was going to give me what I wanted he lifted my legs up and licked all around my ass and my pussy….

Ohhh… damn… my pussy is aching for his touch again…

He lifted my legs up so they were resting on his shoulders, letting his cock slip inside me. My pussy was so swollen it was so sensitive and I could feel every spot that he touch. The head of his cock hit against my g-spot over and over again… I didn’t want him to stop but I knew he was close to coming and when he wanted to take me from behind, I didn’t object…

I felt his cock slide into me from behind. One of my favourite positions and I know why. Every inch of his cock touched me, the pleasures were incredible. His touches so gentle, his hands on my hips, him fucking me….

His cock throbbed inside me and I knew… But he kept fucking me, harder and harder until I felt him and heard him moan behind me. He came…

The ultimate pleasure of cumming, doesn’t and shouldn’t stop there.

We lay together in each other’s arms. Touching, kissing and holding each other. My whole body was shaking but he still held me. Hmm, these pleasures will stay with me until our next time together.

There is still lipstick on his coffee cup…

Until next time….

Marie

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Today was an interesting day, the morning was wonderful although a little wet in places. Coffee was only one cup but that was ok because it gave us time to talk about what we would like to do to each other.

An unexpected touch from behind as I sat on my stool. A touch, that was so unexpected and yet so deliciously mind-blowing. His fingers played with my neck, sensually tickling me. He found every erogenous zone that tormented me and made my pussy wet.

It got to the stage I had to sit with my legs together, because I could feel my pussy dripping and I didn’t want to leave a wet spot on the seat.

But those feelings were all too incredible.

Our talk focused on a night away, what pleasures we both enjoyed and what we could focus on if we had more than an hour to play. I want to explore everything, to feel every mind-blowing sensation that one could ever feel.

His touches really cannot be described, especially when he touched me again from behind. His fingers caressing my neck and he focused on the nape of my neck which sent shivers and tingles down to my clit. For those who are unsure of how touching can feel, those moments of pleasure are worth every second of our time together.

Was I really there for almost 3 hours…. Where did the time go?

When I finally made it home there was a special email waiting for me. It didn’t take long for both of us to realise we needed to finish what we had both started earlier in the morning. So when he asked if I had time to play I didn’t resist. His kisses made me melt into his arms, his caresses so soft and gentle until I was ready for him.

I knelt on the bed before him and he tickle massaged me, something that I love and yearn for more and more. I closed my eyes and let the feelings wash over me. Feelings that are really too hard to describe when it comes to words. From my neck down to my feet… my legs… my back… my arse cheeks and my pussy… no spot was left untouched.

My pussy ached for him to touch me and he did. He played with my clit, massaging it gently, but at the same time that feeling was overwhelming me. Stopping for but a moment to focus on my pussy, slipping his fingers inside me…

But one finger was not enough. As he teased and caressed me, he massaged me. With a few fingers at first he played with me, before I could feel more… More lube, he played with me again, touching me and holding me while he massaged my pussy.

I wasn’t there, I was in a place that is too hard to describe… but at the same time it is possibly a place in one’s mind where those who enjoy pain with their pleasure focus their joys, their feelings and the mind-blowing pleasures that only some can enjoy. Those pleasures are in focused in minds that are oblivious to anything else but the feelings and the pleasure that one can only experience but can’t explain…

I could feel the pleasure and the pressure when he slipped all his fingers inside me. He didn’t just fist me, he touched me everywhere. My clit, my body, touching me… I could feel every caress as he fucked me with his fist. A gentle fucking… touching me in all the right places.

Rubbing against my g-spot he was making my clit tingle and throb, sending me into the wondrous heights of pleasure that I hadn’t been for a long time.

Interestingly I felt myself rest on my elbows because I was shaking too much from those mind-blowing pleasures. My mind and body, enjoying every second of those unforgettable pleasures, until I had to come down… I had to relax, to catch my breath…

I needed to be held and let my mind come back to reality, but only for a moment or two…

Then he kissed me. Those sensual erotic kisses making my clit tingle. His fingers played with me. His thumb rubbing against my g-spot, the pleasures too enormous to contemplate, but at the same time I wanted more….

But for now with my pussy dripping from writing this far, I need to play for a while. I need to let my fingers do some walking over my dripping pussy.

My pussy needs some attention or I won’t be able to finish what he started.

I’ll be back soon… to share with you a little more…

Marie

PS – Lipstick on a coffee cup, continues… 1 - 2 - 3 - 4

My mind is not as mushy today, but still the thoughts of what happened yesterday are still very much in my mind. For some reason sensual pleasures mixed with some hard sex and more sensual erotic moments stick in one’s mine especially mine for a while. Until the next round of pleasures begin.

Yesterday those pleasures just seemed to continue on and I didn’t want them to stop. He lay on his back and I knelt between his legs. I was focused on a cock that was hard and I could see pre-cum dripping from the head. I couldn’t help myself, licking those drops and tasting him.

A taste, that for some reason makes me feel quite horny, almost like an aphrodisiac of sorts. I closed my mouth down over the head of his cock and licked it with my tongue. I knew he was enjoying those pleasures because his moans were quite noticeable. So I did it some more.

I sucked him for what seemed like ages, but I wanted him. I wanted to feel him inside my still aching pussy. I stopped sucking and licking his cock and was surprised to see that he was harder than before and I knew then that I couldn’t waste it.

Straddling his hips, I lowered my pussy down onto his hard pole. It slid between my pussy lips until it was buried deep inside me. His hands holding me, touching me… we kissed. A moment of true pleasure, so different to what we would sometimes do and I was glad that he responded to my need for sensual moments.

But I wanted more. I was desperate to feel him from behind. I wanted him in my pussy first but he went to slip his cock into my arse. I knew what he was up to, my pussy was screaming to feel him inside, hitting against my g-spot first.

Silly me should have known what happens when I’m taken from behind. He held me and touched me and fucked me hard. I knew he was about to cum, I could feel his cock throbbing inside me….

I didn’t scream for him to fuck me hard but I let myself whisper it, begging him to fuck me….

Just before he came, I heard him utter these words…

I’m only human…

He came, holding onto me and pulling me back to him. His cock was buried deep inside me and yet I still had to touch. I need to touch my clit and lightly play with his balls.

Together we lay, wrapped in each other’s arms as we came down from a high that only two special friends could ever enjoy.

Until next time, when ‘Lipstick on a coffee cup’ continues….

Marie

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When I first heard these words I knew what I was going to write about, especially when I received a lovely email telling me what he wanted to do to me in a secluded corner of his shop.

But tonight, I’m not going to share with you those thoughts instead those thoughts changed a little and my pussy is still aching from the sensual tonguing that I received this afternoon.

Those few words… lipstick on a coffee cup and the following email made my pussy tingle to stage that I couldn’t wait for him to come and see me.

Visions are interesting things really.

He had a vision, I asked him to share that vision with me, but we didn’t carry through that vision. Instead he came to see me. He was horny; I was horny as hell and desperately needed to feel his gentle touch.

His fingers caressing my body, that magical tickle massage, so sensual and so erotic that words cannot describe how I feel when he touches me that way.

When we lay together he touched me and kissed me. It was different to the other times when they were gentle tongue kisses. This time it felt passionate and each kiss made my clit tingle and my heart race. I’m not sure why though…

Perhaps it is because we are both learning a little more about each other. Perhaps we are reaching a comfort zone where he knows that I am will to go as far as he will take me to reach as many pleasures and feel the many sensations that I want to feel.

I felt some of those today. Even though my mind is mush at the moment I still feel his tongue on my clit, licking me… teasing me and not letting me cum. He was in control, controlling every pleasure zone… stopping when he could feel my thighs quivering… he kept me on the edge. I wanted to cum, but he wouldn’t let me. I felt him kiss my thigh, felt his tongue slip down to lick my ass, before he used the flat of his tongue to lick upwards to that point where I was almost ready to burst.

I remember feeling his finger playing with my arse, but I was close… too close and then it happened.

It was almost as if a bubble of pleasure exploded within me… and he stopped. I was screaming in my mind trying to will him to lick me, to take me over the edge so I could feel those wondrous pleasures that I do so enjoy feeling.

In my mind I vaguely remember begging him to lick me and then I felt it…his mouth on my clit, his tongue playing with me caressing me as I came… It was too nice; I didn’t want to come down from those heights of mind-blowing pleasure.

He wanted to keep licking me and I wouldn’t have stopped it. It felt so good….

He smiled down at me as he moved to lay near me. His kisses soft and gentle and I could taste me, on him. Hmmm…

But while my mind is mush, I’ll sit here and think about those pleasures and continue this tomorrow. I want to share the pleasures of me sucking his cock, tasting his pre-cum, riding him until he took me from behind.

Next time he slides his cock in from behind, it better go into the first hole he was trying to find. He might just get more than he expected… more pleasures, me moaning and crying out for more, I might even beg him to fuck me hard…

Until next time… when lipstick on a coffee cup continues…

Marie