EroticVixen71's Blog

I wrote this story a while ago for another NNer. Only just getting around to posting it. The boots described in the story are the ones in my recent pics. All names have been changed to protect the not so innocent heh heh ;-D

“Ten PM......I could really do with not being here now” I sighed to myself as I looked bleary eyed at the clock on my office wall. I was thinking about all my mates who were having a fine old time down the pub without me...again. I’d received a couple of texts from Em asking where I was. Well at least that’s what I deciphered from the inebriated typos.

Just as I was contemplating whether to wander down the corridor to get another brew to keep me going, I suddenly had something more serious to worry about. The pitch black darkness, the absence of the drone of the air conditioning and most importantly the computer monitor in front of me displaying a blank screen which spelled only one thing – power cut! “Noooooooooooo!!” I exclaimed. “Fuck! Fuck! Bugger! Bollocky Bollocks! I don’t neeeeeed this” I wailed. I had ‘just’ saved my work at least, well I hope it managed to save okay before the power went or else that was 2 hours work down the drain!

So, what to do now then? Take it as a big hint to go home or hang around for 10 minutes or so hoping the power will come back on? Even though I was dying to leave, if I didn’t finish this work tonight I’d have to come in at stupid-o-clock in the morning instead. I didn’t much fancy that, so waiting it was to be then.
I decided to pass the time by doing a bit of surfing on my phone, catching up on Facebook & NN.

I settled back in my chair and the stiletto heels of my boots clunked as I put my feet up on the desk. I loved these boots, I felt really sexy in them. They were knee length, black, laced all the way up the front and partially down the back with ribbon. I’d chosen purple ribbon today to match the purple shirt and purple jewellery I was wearing. Along with the close fitting black skirt, the whole foxy ensemble was being wasted in this dark lonely office.

There was nothing much happening on Facebook, probably because everyone was out enjoying themselves. Hmph. NN was much more interesting though, I’d received a new PM from one of my favourite friends. A naughty grin spread over my face when I saw that he’d written a story for me. “Mmmmmmm......this should be interesting” I thought as I felt a glimmer of excitement. I expected good things as my friend’s stories were always a huge turn on. I loved his attention to detail and how he always made you feel that they were written entirely for you.

As I read the well crafted story, I could feel my excitement start to build along with the anticipation of what would come next. I held the small bright screen tightly in my left hand while my right hand started teasing my nipple through the taught fabric of my blouse. My index finger leisurely circled my areola and gently swiped over the emergent, stiffening bud.

The writer described me pulling down the front of my top to reveal my naked breasts and them being ‘eagerly’ caressed and then my erect nipples being tweaked between his thumb and forefinger. To mimic what I was reading, I undid the top few buttons of my shirt, pulled down the cup of my black silky bra and cupped my breast in my hand. I pinched and teased my now incredibly hard nipple and as I did, I felt that familiar warm rushing sensation in the pit of my abdomen. I shifted my left arm a little so that I could repeat the same action on my left breast.

It felt really good and extremely naughty to be playing with my naked breasts in the office like this.
The writer continued to describe how I removed my black lacy panties, teasing him with them and then how his fingers reached down to explore my wetness. Mmmmmm.....I could feel the heat rising between my thighs as my pussy lips twitched and throbbed in response. I don’t whether it was just the story turning me on or whether it was reading it at my desk, but I was feeling exceptionally turned on. I was desperate to slide my hand between my thighs touch my needy clit but I couldn’t risk doing that in my office....could I?

As I contemplated that illicit thought I continued to read and my hand wandered down to my thigh and on further to the hem of my skirt. Before I realised what I was doing, I started to wriggle and hitch up my skirt past my stocking tops. This allowed me the freedom to part my legs and my fingers slipped impatiently under the lacy cloth of my damp panties. I couldn’t help but let out a soft moan. My head tipped back and I closed my eyes, visualising the action taking place in the story and I started sliding my fingers up and down my slippery labia. I was so wet. My clit felt swollen and sensitive as my fingers circled it and swiped it.

I was engrossed in the fantasy playing out in my head and with my thumb still pleasuring my clit I began to tease my eager hole with 1 finger, then 2 fingers, then 3. I wanted more. I so wanted to be fucked by the gorgeous cock from the story. I opened my eyes to continue reading the next bit and was startled by the bright torchlight emanating from the office doorway! I very nearly jumped out of my seat, my heart was pounding tremendously and as I tried to regain my composure and adjust my clothing I dropped my phone onto the floor.

“Shit! Fuck! You frightened the crap out of me!!” I complained.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I’ve been here for a while...watching, not daring to breathe in case I disturbed you. I know I should have just gone straight away but you looked amazing” the intruder said sheepishly, whilst lowering the angle of his torch down to the floor.
I was sure I recognised the voice and judging by the shadowy shape I could just about make out in the doorway, he was slender and very tall, about 6’5” I guessed. The person that immediately sprang to mind as to who it could be was Chris who worked a few offices down on the same floor. Perhaps that was just wishful thinking though. Chris was young, fit and gorgeous. We’d chatted a few times in the shared kitchen and it was always flirtatious. I’d often fantasized about him but never thought anything would happen in reality because of the massive age difference and that he probably had an equally gorgeous young girlfriend in tow.

“Chris.....is that you?” I enquired.
“Um......yeah. <cough> Security rang to see if there was anyone working on this floor, to make sure we were safe. As there’s only 2 of them on duty and I’ve got a decent torch, I offered to check the rest of the offices on this floor, yours was the last one.” He replied.
“Oh.....I see. I didn’t realise there was anyone else working late. I didn’t see you earlier when I passed your office.” I explained quite pleasantly even though I felt quite perturbed and embarrassed.
“No, I came back in after training about half an hour ago, just got everything set up as I needed and boof, the power went. I think it’s just our floor from what security said”.
“Oh.......” as I thought about my response, Chris moved towards me, placed the torch down on my desk pointing at an angle so as to give off just enough low light so we could see each other. He sat on the corner of the desk and started to run his hand along my booted leg which was still perched on the edge.
“These are boots are fantastic, you look damned sexy in them. Actually.....I hope you don’t mind me telling you that I couldn’t take my eyes off you when I saw you walking down the corridor this afternoon; your hips swaying and your perfect curvaceous arse in that tight skirt. You provoked quite a reaction.” He nodded his head down to his groin “I had to hide in my lab for 20 minutes before it was safe to be seen again” he said with a big cheeky smile on his face.

I couldn’t help smiling in return because when he nodded his head down to his groin, my eyes followed and noticed a large telltale swelling in his jeans.
“Oh really?” I responded with an equally cheeky grin “It seems that you might be having a similar reaction now?”
“Ha! Erm...well actually it’s much worse......I’m so hard it actually hurts!” he laughed.
“Oh dear god” I thought to myself, did he really just say that? Was he telling me that so I’d reach out and trace my fingers along the outline of the prominent area of denim lying diagonally between his zip and his waistband? While I was lost in my erotic thoughts, he announced that he was going to give security a quick call to let them know all was okay and that they didn’t need to come and check this floor for themselves.

Just as he started to speak “Hi! this is Chr”, was when the vixen in me decided to pounce. I placed my palm on his denim clad bulge, my thumb pressing against one edge, the remaining 4 fingers against the other distinct edge and I squeezed just a little. “iiIIIIIiiiissss” He continued. I squeezed a little more. “YeeeEEeeeess...’vrthing’s fiiiIIIIine mate.” He screwed his eyes tightly shut trying desperately hard to concentrate on his phone conversation. I started to slide my hand up and down his length, squeezing a little harder as I did so. “YeeHHeeppp....there’s just twhhHHoooo of us on this flooOOrr....okaaAyyy.....YeeHHeeeppp.....cheers mate bye”.
Chris opened his eyes and looked directly at me. “That was soooOooOo mean!!!” he declared. I just grinned back at him wickedly and kept my hand still for a moment. “He said they’re expecting the power back on in about an hour and until then we should stay together.”
“Oh what WILL we find to do for a whole hour?” I wondered aloud, before resuming my manual stimulation.
“Well..........there is a recurring fantasy I’ve had about you........” Chris started to explain.
“Mmmmm, do tell” I replied as my fingers worked open his zip and waist button.
“Aaaaah....well....I often imagine fucking you....hard....over your desk.
“Do you now? I responded in a manner that could be taken either as chastisement or as approval. “And how would that go then” I queried whilst reaching inside the opening of his jeans to set his raging erection free. Chris couldn’t help but let out a moan when his magnificent cock was released into the cool office air.

I stood up from my chair to meet his intense gaze at eye level. The fingers of my left hand were wrapped around his hot throbbing shaft; the fingers of my right hand were busy undoing the buttons of his casual white shirt.
“Well pretty much like this....but....” he said as he raised himself up from the desk, and stood towering above me. My 5” heels added a good amount of extra height but still only took me up to 5’9”. This did have its advantages though; it meant my mouth was in a very good position to start kissing and nibbling at his nipples. “...mmmmmmmm.....oh....I’m liking that....” Chris murmured “in my fantasy though, I’m the one in control”. As he said that, I gave his cock a firm squeeze reaffirming his assumption that he wasn’t in control of this scenario at all.
I chuckled “Okay....show me what you’d do if you were in control then” and it seemed Chris didn’t need asking twice. His large hands headed straight to my breasts; his beautiful long elegant fingers spreading over them and his thumb and index finger pinching and rolling my nipples. He stooped down to press his face into my cleavage and started eagerly kissing and laving the soft flesh. “Mmmmm.....your breasts are so fantastic....beautiful.....I can’t tell you how many times I’ve imagined doing this.” “Yes...me too” I thought in agreement.
“Turn around gorgeous.” He commanded. “I need to see that fabulous arse”. He put his hands firmly but gently on my shoulders to guide me round. My skirt was still half hitched from my earlier play and Chris pulled it up even further to reveal my lace clad bottom. “Oh yessssssss....fucking amazing!!” he exclaimed, as he gently caressed both large voluptuous cheeks and then gave the right cheek a light spank. That caused me to let out a moan as I felt the heat pulsing through my pussy.
Chris planted a kiss on my neck and then whispered in my ear “bend forward a little” so I complied and rested my palms on the desk for balance. Chris deftly pulled my panties down to my ankles and slipped his fingers between my arse cheeks, seeking out my throbbing wet lips. I could feel his cock tapping and bouncing against my left cheek while his left hand had firm purchase on my left hip.

His fingers expertly massaged and teased my clit, slipping back and forth over my fleshy folds and dipping into my impatient opening. I couldn’t help but blurt out ”More...please...more!!”
“Oh you want more do you?.....You naughty girl...good...because I have lots more for you”. And with that, Chris plunged two of his fingers all the way in and they felt sooooo good. His fingers began twisting and squirming inside me as he thrust them in and out; rubbing and stimulating my g-spot. “How’s that?....do you still want more?”
I managed to whimper a “Yes”.
Chris removed his fingers and I felt disappointed at the loss, but that disappointment was short lived when I suddenly felt the swollen wet head of his cock pressing at my entrance. “Is this what you want?”
All I could muster this time was “mmmmmmmm”.
“Is that a ‘Yes’” Chris asked as he pushed a little more, torturing me.
“Stop teasing! I want your cock!!” I exclaimed.
“Well okay then” Chris laughed as his cock head fully breached my pussy and then his thick shaft filled me completely. Both of us simultaneously let out loud gasp, the first of many gasps and moans and squeals that followed.

He slowly withdrew his cock, not completely, then slid all the way back in again. He continued to fuck me slowly at first, taking his time, savouring the sensations. Gradually he started to speed up; each thrust getting progressively quicker and harder.
The air smelled of sex and all you could hear between the mutual moans and grunts was the slapping of his taut muscular thighs against my fleshy buttocks. His hands gripped my hips securely and occasionally his right one would venture down to squeeze and massage and then lightly spank my arse cheek. With each slap, my pussy walls involuntarily clamped down on his thrusting shaft causing him to groan very loudly.
“You...feel...so...fucking...good” Chris exclaimed, his words punctuating his thrusts. Then he paused “Turn over beautiful, I want to watch you cum”.
Again I complied. I lay on my back on my desk, lifted my legs, resting them against his magnificent chest, with the heels of my boots on his shoulders. He wrapped his powerful arms around my calves, his hands gripping the front of my boots. I loved the feeling of him sliding into me again and even more I loved the look of utter arousal and pleasure on his face.
As Chris resumed his thrusting, my breasts started to jiggle hypnotically, causing him to smile as he watched them; mesmerised. With his right arm he reached between my thighs and his fingers sought out my clit. As he squeezed and massaged the sensitive bud, he adjusted the angle of thrusts really getting to work on my g-spot.

With that dual pleasure assault I could feel my orgasm starting to build. My thighs involuntarily began squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing and my fingernails tried digging into the desktop. It was fantastic, I didn’t want it to stop but I knew I couldn’t hold on much longer. This gorgeous young man really knew what he was doing and my body couldn’t help but respond.
My moans became more urgent and guttural when I started to cum. My thighs desperately tried clamping together, the muscles in my abdomen became rigid and the roof of my mouth started to tingle. I couldn’t breathe and with every gasp for breath, the walls of my pussy bore down on Chris’s cock. As the pleasure waves of the internal g-spot orgasm washed over me, Chris continued exciting my clit, triggering a second, more intense clitoral orgasm. All the muscles in my body relaxed, I was well and truly spent. As Chris continued to thrust he gasped “Oh you look so beautiful when you cum”.

It wasn’t much longer before “Oh.......oh......FUCK!!” he growled and his jaw line became rigid as he clenched his teeth hard, then gasped and moaned and cried out as his orgasm spilled out feverishly inside me.
We remained motionless for a minute or so, our hot sweaty satiated bodies basking in the afterglow of a glorious fuck.

As we tidied ourselves up and got dressed again we smiled a lot and kissed a lot and nearly started undressing again.
Chris picked up his torch which had miraculously managed to stay put on my desk despite all the activity. “Stay here, I’ll be back in 5”.
“Why? Where are you going?” I enquired.
“Aaaahhhh....um....I have to put this back before anyone notices it’s gone” he replied, retrieving an object from his back pocket that looked remarkably like a large circuit breaker.
As he disappeared, grinning through the door, my jaw dropped as I realised just what had happened!!

A few times I've been asked to give guys on here an idea as to what pics they should do. I'm no expert (apart from being an avid appreciater of the naked male form lol) but here are my top tips should it interest you:

Us girls like more than *just* the obligatory cock shot. Some guys profiles are just *full* of them which, believe it or not, is reeeeeeally boring.

We like (in no particular order):

* Cheeky Butts (as seen from the rear or side view to be bitten or spanked)
* Torsos (I prefer smooth, others like hairy)
* Chests (with pert nipples heh heh even better if they're being pinched)
* Cute Faces especially eyes & smiles (I personally don't post mine, but some do & can make a pic *incredibly* sexy)
* Nice hair (I looooove nice hair)
* Partially clothed teasy shots (open shirts, pulled down jeans etc)
* Full body shots
* Glasses
* Humour (combine sex with sillyness - girls like laughing )
* Black & White (guys look especially hot in b&w pics) Oh & by that I mean *monochrome*, some folk think that photo category is to do with skin colour gah! lol

Or combinations of the above

* Oh...I like long, slender fingers too, but that's my weird kink lol They look especially great teasing nipples or wrapped around a hard throbbing cock ;-D

Basically, try a variety of different poses, different angles & the teasier the better.
In the caption don't just say "look at my cock", say something to fuel my imagination, to make me wish I could jump through the screen & ravage you

Miss Vixen xXx

I couldn't helping laughing at the recent discussion on the statuses about what the scummy 1-voter might look like.
I came across these pics & I'm convinced they're really of him....teeeee heeee heeeee

(note: he is *actually* playing WoW in these pics)

Front view:

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Rear view:

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I got this from the Urban Dictionary:

Totally gorgeous and amazing human female.
With the cutest smile and a sweet ass body.
Loves partying and drinks a lot but is still incredibly smart.
But be warned, can get extremely horny and may jump you unexpectedly.

They know me well heh heh ;-D

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The word ‘Love’ is a very short word in the English language but it is also one of the most emotive and impassioned words we use. It means different things to different people. This is what it means to me......

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Love is friendship.
Love is laughter.
Love is passion.
Love is the fire in my belly.

Love is life.
Love is happiness.
Love is immortal.
Love is the yearning in my heart.

Love is patience.
Love is understanding.
Love is empathy.
Love is the fuel that keeps me living.

Love is loyalty.
Love is trust.
Love is freedom.
Love is the armour that keeps me brave.

Love is sensitivity.
Love is respect.
Love is beautiful.
Love is the rope that binds me to you.

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Love is selfish.
Love is needy.
Love is sacrifice.
Love is the monster that must be fed.

Love is pain.
Love is worry.
Love is tears.
Love is the captor that won’t let me go.

Love is loss.
Love is insecurity.
Love is unrequited.
Love is the obsession that drowns me.

Love is anger.
Love is frustration.
Love is unexplainable.
Love is the darkness that consumes me.

Love is madness.
Love is jealousy.
Love is demanding.
Love is the narcotic that stupefies my senses.


For me, Love is all of these things.
I Love being In Love.
If humanity didn’t Love, we’d have nothing.

If you Love me, just put some Sunshine in a small jar and tie it with Rainbow Ribbon.
I’ll wear it always to keep the Violent Stormclouds at bay.

I'd kneel in front of you, look up at your face over the top of my glasses.

I'd clutch your cute butt with my hands & my tongue would seek out that sensitive place just underneath your balls, licking & swirling.

I'd start moving upward, over your balls, gently licking, kissing, laving. My lips delicately tugging on the skin of your scrotum.

Once I reach the base of your shaft, I'd cup your your balls in my right hand, my tongue soothingly bathing you.

Whilst my tongue & lips work up and down your length, my left hand joins in to grip now.

Once I reach the ridge that forms the start of your *very* sensitive head, my tongue starts to lick & flick.

I look up at you, your eyes are half lidded, your right hand is tangled gently in my long, thick hair.

The pre-cum that's starting to ooze gets cleaned away by the end of my tongue.
Mmmmmm.......

Your cock twitches now, anticipating what's coming next.......

In one simultaneous action I take your engorged head into my mouth & start to stroke your shaft with my gripping fingers.

I bob my head back & forth, your cock sliding in and out of my hot, wet mouth.

I murmer approvingly, enjoying the taste & the feeling on my tongue, sending vibrations through your hot, pulsating, veiny shaft.

Mmmmmmmm...I love it, the taste, the feel of it filling my mouth & I take in as much as I can down to the root. Then, releasing it out into the cool air again.

I continue this action until you are very, very wet, when my hand takes over all the work.
The wetness allows my fingers to slip & slide & twist over your head.

I sense you are close now, so I quicken my pace & tighten the grip of my thumb & two forefingers.

Your legs tense & you cry out as your release comes and comes and covers my hand & my breasts.

Would you like that? ;-D

I wrote this a while ago & posted it under my old account.
A friend sent me a pic of him sitting on the edge of his bed with a glorious raging erection & asked me what I thought about another guy joining him. This is what I wrote.......

It had been a tiring day, I was glad to get home & was looking forward to stripping off my work clothes & laying naked on my bed.
I'd managed to get away early for a change. I grabbed a cold beer from the fridge, cracked it open & savoured the cool liquid on my lips & tongue. Mmm I needed that.

I crept up the stairs quietly, I didn't want to disturb Andrew in his room, he'd still be sleeping as he was on nights this week.
I was distracted thinking about logging into NN & seeing who was about & reading & replying to any new PMs.

As I got to the top of the stairs, I heard an odd noise coming from Andrew's room. I guessed he'd probably awoken early & had the TV on.
As I got closer I heard a low moaning & gasping noise. I stopped outside the door & listened.
I couldn't quite tell if he was moaning in his sleep because of a nightmare or was watching porn.

Wow, that last thought got the juices flowing to my pussy. I'd always quite fancied Andrew. He's got a great body & personality to boot.
I'd never quite known how to get his attention though. He rarely spends time in the communal areas of the house & comes & goes at odd hours.

If we do see each other, I can't help flirting a bit, especially when he looks at me with those dark, intense eyes that look like they're penetrating my clothes. But that's as far as it's gone.

I don't know quite what possessed me but I found myself turning the handle and opening the door a crack. Well I had to check he was ok didn't I

Bloody Hell!!!! He wasn't alone and even more startling was that he was with another man AND they were both naked!!!!!

I should have closed the door really but I was transfixed.
Andrew was sitting on the edge of the bed, his beautiful cock looking far too hard than could be good for it. It looked slick, lubed up.

The other man was walking towards him, cock in hand, firm tight arse.
He turned around and aimed that firm tight arse at Andrew's waiting cock.

Andrew leaned back a little to adjust his angle & his lover lowered himself down onto Andrew's throbbing cockhead.

Shiiiit.....this was fantastic, I knew I shouldn't watch but I couldn't help myself.
My clit was really throbbing & badly needed attention. I carefully slipped off my soaking wet black, lacy pants and started stroking & squeezing my aching clit.

Andrew's lover slowly lowered himself further, giving his hole time to relax & adjust & when he'd taken all of Andrew's length they both moaned in ecstasy.

"That's it Dannnnny, oh god yesss" Andrew hissed.

So his name was Danny eh? Gorgeous, sexy as fuck Danny. Lucky Andrew.

Danny deftly slid up & down on Andrew's cock & Andrew thrusted up to meet him.

They both were breathing rapidly & their moans sent waves of pleasure through me.

"Stroke your cock Danny" Andrew instructed.
Danny complied, his eyes had been open until now, pupils dilated with arousal, but once his hand started stroking, he threw his head back & closed his eyes.

"Oh....god......Andrew....it feels...... sooooo...goood.....can't.......last.....much......longer....." cried Danny.

"Then come for me gorgeous, come hard" replied Andrew.

Meanwhile outside, I was close too, this was the most exciting thing I'd ever seen. My clit & my hole were so swollen & wet, I needed to come so badly. I balanced my leg up on the landing banister, exposing my pussy more and frantically rubbed my clit with my left hand, whilst using three fingers of my right hand to plunge in & out, fucking myself, my g-spot begging for more.

Danny arched his back, "Fuuuuuuuck" & his hot cum shot across the room.
He pumped & pumped at his cock, & the cum kept on cumming!

His arsehole clenched down hard & triggered Andrew's orgasm too.
His legs stiffened, toes curled upwards and he cried out "Holy fucking Jes.....Dannnnnnnnnnny". And shot his load into him.

Well guess what? That tipped me over the edge too, I had to bite my arm so that I didn't make a sound.
It was so intense.

As I bent to pick up my pants from the floor, Andrew said "Heyyyy Vix", <shit, shit, oh bloody hell>
"did you like that? I thought you would. Would you like to come in & join us?"

Errrrrr......ok....was I having a funny turn?
"Errrr I'm sorry Andrew" I stumbled, "I shouldn't have......"
Andrew interrupted, "it's honestly fine Vix honest, it was for you. Please don't be embarrassed, get that beautiful body of yours in here, Danny's been looking forward to meeting you".

Well what was a girl to do?

On here we’re always talking about the obvious hardcore stuff: cock sucking; pussy licking; fucking in every place, every hole and every position. But for a minute I want to think & talk about kissing.

Kissing is.....
Glorious.

Kissing is.....
Thrilling.

Kissing is.....
Exhilarating.

It’s the culmination of hours, days, weeks or maybe months of flirting and yearning. When you really want someone, you find yourself mesmerised by their lips when they speak to you, looking for signs of arousal.
Are they red?
Are they wet?
Are they swollen?
You imagine how they’d feel against yours. That first tentative brush of electrifying contact.

Kissing is.....
Intimate.

Kissing is.....
Erotic.

Kissing is.....
Soul Feeding.

My body pressed firmly against yours.
My hands gently cupping your face.
My lips gently placed on your upper lip.
The tip of my tongue meeting the tip of yours. Hello! Nice to meet you

Did you feel that? That rush, that woosh as your stomach flipped in tandem with mine?
Do you want more?
Do you want me to mouth to press harder?
Do you want my tongue to dance with yours?
Oh yes, I see that you do

There’s nothing in the world like the intimate contact with the mouth of the object of your desire.
My face is flushed, my neck, my chest.
Wow! Just look what your lips do to me.
I want more too.

My lips to your fingers, palms & wrists.
Your lips to my hips, belly, shoulder & nipples.
My lips to your spine, thighs & butt cheeks.
Your lips to my neck, behind my ears, oh and please...my neck again

Kiss me soft.
Kiss me hard.
Kiss me long.
Kiss me slow.
Kiss me NOW!!!!!!!

Your cock is throbbing in my hand.
I’ve been gently stroking it & teasing it with my fingers for several minutes now. I love how it feels against my palm & fingertips.
It’s hot...&...hard...&...pulsating.
My fingers are wrapped around the shaft & barely meet my thumb curling around to meet them.
I’m not gripping hard; I’m just using my fingertips to massage the really sensitive area just below where the shaft meets the head. Rubbing up & down & around & around in a circular motion.
I can’t resist planting a kiss or two on the exposed area below my fingers & then more kisses on the ridge of your hot, engorged head.

You’re laying on the bed, nicely relaxed, murmuring in approval of my attentions.
My other hand reaches for the lube bottle & deftly pops the cap open. I dispense a little onto my middle finger & use my thumb to disperse the gooey fluid to ensure my finger is adequately coated.
I feel your cock twitch in my hand as your excitement & anticipation builds. What comes next I’ve done to you before & you love it.

You part your thighs wider to afford me better access to your hot, tight hole. I teasingly place my lubed finger at the entrance, not yet inserting, just tracing around the wrinkled skin & applying a slight pressure.
I simultaneously take the head of your cock in my wet mouth & start to breach your passage with my finger. Your hips involuntarily buck towards me & your sphincter muscle bears down on the invader.

As my tongue swirls around your glans you relax again & my finger is release from your grip. I gently push on forth until my whole digit is swallowed. You love me fucking you with my finger, sliding in & out, stroking your internal sensitive gland. I stop for a moment to lube a second finger. There’s little resistance when it joins its friend in the fun.
Your breathing & moaning gets faster & more intense as I bob my head up & down on your cock, taking most of its length & continue fucking you with two of my fingers.
I pause for a moment & ask you if you want more.
Your eyes widen.
You smile.
You do want more.

From under the bed I retrieve my surprise. I proudly show it to you & ask you if you’re ready for this.
Your emphatic “Oh My God!......Fuck YES!!!” gives me the answer I was looking for.
I retrieve my fingers & use them to apply lots of lube to the toy. The short end is designed for me. The long end is designed for you. There are no straps.
You scooch down the bed so your legs are bent over the end. Your heart is racing. You feel like it’s going to explode out of your chest.

The strapless toy slips easily into my hot wet pussy & is clamped in place by my pc muscle.
I stand over you, between your thighs with my stiff, purple ‘cock’ protruding forth. I feel strangely powerful & the thought of penetrating you with my cock excites me so.
You raise your hips a little & I bend down a little to align our bodies. I reach down between my legs & switch on the vibrations. The toy starts to pulse inside me, over my clit & along its length.

I nudge the vibrating tip towards your gaping hole. It feels a little clumsy at first, it’s a whole new experience for me to control a stiff, throbbing cock in that manner. But I soon get the hang of it & it starts to slide in.
You let out a guttural moan. I watch your face to be sure that it’s from pleasure & not pain.
I carefully keeping going & you take the whole length with no resistance.

You tell me how “fucking amazing” it feels & how filled you feel.
I move my pelvis to slowly slide the toy back out, but not all the way. Then, slowly back in again. As I push into you, the toy presses harder against my clit thrilling it with its vibrations.
Your cock is literally bouncing up from your abdomen, leaving a trail of sticky precum in its wake. I catch it with both my hands & start to stroke.
I’m stroking your cock & thrusting into you with my cock.
I’m fucking you. Over & over & over.
It’s so exhilarating for me to be the fucker, the penetrator, completely in control.

The dual pleasure assault is overwhelming for you. You thrust your cock up into my hands & your fingers grip the bed sheets so tightly, your knuckles go white. Your breathing is so rapid now you can’t even let out a noise. You can’t even warn me that you’re about to cum.
All of a sudden your balls tighten & your release starts to tear through you.
Your legs tremble, your abdomen & buttocks tense & you yell out a loud roar as your hot cum explodes from your cock following a trajectory that causes it to land on the sheets over your shoulder.

I carry on stroking & keep on fucking.
You carry on moaning & keep on cumming.
By the time the toy’s vibrations work their magic on my clit & g-spot to trigger my orgasm, your chest & abdomen are covered with a trail of sticky white fluid mixed with droplets of sweat.
I withdraw my cock from you & collapse down on the bed alongside your exhausted body.
You want to lift your hand to touch me but you can’t move, you’re too spent.
When you eventually regain your power of speech you utter:
“Most...incredible.....orgasm.....ever”
“.....never......cum.....harder”
“......tongue.....tingling”
“....seeing.....stars......”
I think you liked your ‘strapless surprise’ ;-D

Helloooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
So EV is back. I couldn't keep her subdued for long
So where've I been?

Well back in December when I deleted my 'eroticvixen' account I was in a very dark place for many reasons.
I needed to effectively 'delete' my online self. I deactivated my Facebook account too & went underground.

On NN in particular I'd become too involved & got a bit lost. I felt I was being really used by some. Providing much wank material for them but getting nothing in return.

The whole experience had begun to feel really fake & shallow & it wasn't fun anymore.

Some girls on here are a lot better than I am at accepting all the flattery with a large dose of cynicism
I like to like to believe I'm not being fed spoonfuls of bullshit by admirers...hmmmmmmmmm......

I think sometimes people were forgetting that there was a real person i.e. me behind the EV personae & not treating me with the care & respect I deserve, so EV had to go.

On the positive side, I had met some good friends which have become real life friends, had some positive feedback on my erotic blogs & lots of compliments on my pics.
In 6 months my profile had over 15000 views and one of my pics had been on page 1 of the top 1000 which was very cool

So after a good long break I'm ready to come back & play a little. It does actually feel nice to be back.

See you around pervs xXx