Good vibrations

When one does not have a motorcycle or a sybian what does one do? Why buy vibe panties with a remote which works from 12 meters away. Slip the bullet inside, pull up the lace panties to hold it tight and slide into tight jeans. A cool top, which shows off nipples when they harder completes the outfit. Only now you have to give the control to someone, knowing they will use it and you have no say in when or how.

Walking down the stairs it starts to gently tingle, not fast but there, enough so you start becoming wet, nipples tightening in response, and thighs clenching as the sensation starts to build, only to stop. You walk into the office, no longer sure who has the control. Suddenly an intense burst, your cheeks flex in reaction and you stumble as your clit feels the effect, your nipples becoming bullets, and your breathing ragged, before it stops, leaving you wet, on edge, wanting more, glad the moisture does not show through the jeans.

At your desk ,on the phone with a client and it happens again, so intense, you gasp and give a small moan, your client wondering what is going on. You slump back in your chair, fingers reaching for nipples, needing to pinch, looking to see if anyone notices, your thighs widening, pushing up, thrusting onto the bullet pressed tightly against your clit. Trapped by the panties and the jeans. You need more, you need to feel naked skin, and fingers drift down to slide under the jeans, down to curl inside, stroking in tune with the vibrations , the pulses on and off, controlling you, controlling your flexing,controlling your thrusting, eyes closing and cheeks clenching as you ride the sensations, the need to give in, to accept, overwhelming, waiting for permission waiting for his words in your ear, his mouth on your neck, his teeth biting softly then harder as he forces your orgasm , out of your control, a stream of moans signaling your need., until you finally give in and collapse onto your desk, open mouthed, flushed, jeans flooded, your scent filling the air.

The vibrations stop, but there are still 6 hours of worktime ahead . How will you manage?

hot vibes

It’s been a while since I added to this blog but a friend of mine inspired me to write after enjoying an exciting time on the back of a motorcycle.

It was her first time with a powerful machine between her legs, the vibes spreading up her legs as they clenched and flexed, tight jeans stretched taunt against the heated metal, leather vest rubbing against her naked nipples, leaning into his back, tanned and firm, muscles bulging as he controlled their ride, a small smile on his face as he revved and caused her to reach around , hanging onto his chest, fingers splayed over his nipples, sharp nails digging in with each quick movement, each shift of gears, gouging and exciting, as he felt himself harden, trapped in his buttery soft worn leather pants. Lengthening slowly, firmer now, her mouth reaching his ear, please, faster, so needy, teeth gripping, her vest opening as her naked skin touches his, hard nipples tracing patterns on his back as they race, each striving for more, pushing the limits, jeans wet, rubbing, as her mouth opens, gasping, moaning, clenching, reaching for him, fingers sliding down his chest, lower, lower, his hard cock waiting, wanting her, wanting her touch, one stroke, one caress, one scratch, aching as he feels her writhe behind him, pushing him to join, to add, to enhance, the explosion coming, spurting, leathers wet, jeans dripping, so hot, needing more, needing to go on, to climb higher, to dive down, sweetness, soft meeting hard, stopping to pull off pants, to pull off jeans, mouths meeting, nipple to nipple, sliding, so close, as she climbs on and seats herself , he behind, hard cock trapped between her cheeks, her legs spread wide, accepting, the vibrations penetrating, his arms wrapped around, tugging and stretching with each turn, nipples pinched, squeezed as the spasms overtake, her clit pressed against the hard machine, his cock sliding as his mouth seeks her neck, biting down, marking her, screaming into the wind, as he takes her, as she takes him, each lost, each striving, each sharing, each planning the next time.