Suzanne Portnoy

While the kids are away, mom will play.  And play.  And play.  And play.  Ever since I handed in the final draft of ‘The Not-So-Invisible Woman’ I’ve been so horny.  I feel like my hormones have gone into overdrive.  This week I met up with my regular breakfast bonk for some blindfolded luvin’ that was so hot that I made him late for his meeting and I came lying on my back with him f***ing me from on top.  That  NEVER happens.  Usually I’m strictly a me on top chick. 

One leg was hoisted over his shoulder while he was holding the other one spread out with his left hand, his right hand clasped around my neck.  I had my little bullet vibe on my clit and had such a thunderous orgasm that I pushed his cock out with the contractions.  Then I removed the blindfold and wanked him off so quick and hard that his cum shot all over his gorgeous rippled abs.  We hadn’t seen each other in over a month and it was a long overdue get together.  Such has been the pattern of our hook-ups that we never get to say more than a few dirty words to each other.   But this week I decided to break the spell and said, ‘So, can I ask you just one question?’

‘Sure,’ he said, while washing my juices off his cock in the bathroom sink.

‘Do you live with someone?’

‘Yes,’ he said.  ‘I have a flatmate.’

‘Oh,’ I said.  ‘Like…. a female flatmate?’

‘No,’ he said.  ‘A prudish male flatmate whom I’ve known since I was 17.’

‘Oh, OK,’ I said.  ‘I was just wondering about your living set-up.  I figured after eight months of this I should know a little something about you.’

He laughed.  ‘He’s not the kind of guy who would understand this kind of thing,’ he said.  ‘So I have to be discreet.’

‘That’s cool,’ I said and smiled.  ‘You know, I was just wondering.’

‘Oh shit,’ he said, suddenly realising that he had ten minutes to get to a meeting that was a thirty minute’s drive away.  ‘I better go.’

We kissed and he ran out the door.

Then last night I went to a cool monthly lesbian fetish club called Purrr.  I haven’t been to a girlie club in about four years but I may have to go back to Purrr again.  Those girls knew how to play.  I went along with a gaggle of chicks - all gorgeous and glamourous. One of them started telling me about how much she enjoyed power play and so I felt it only proper that I should let her indulge her desires.  She tied me up to a piece of X shaped equipment that was against one of the walls, lifted up my skirt and proceeded to flog me until my bum felt tingly and warm. 

My domanatrix was a beautiful woman with dark, brown curly shoulder length hair, olive skin and deep brown eyes.  Slim and about my height, she was in her late thirties but could easily have passed for ten years younger.  I actually enjoyed her form of torture a lot more than I thought I would but she was gentle with her cat ‘o nine tails and didn’t really go in for the powerful whacks until the very end.  That place set me up for wanting more and so I drove over to my usual haunt in Alexandra Palace for some girl on boy fun only to find there was a private party going on.

Nevertheless the venue host let me in to the club where I got to suck one lonely cock in the grope room until he came in my mouth.  I arrived home at 3am  and turned on the computer, watched a webcam of a couple having sex in Shropshire and orgasmed in about five minutes.  Tonight I’ve set up a play party with two guys.  Both are men I’ve known for years and I’m looking forward to some DP action.  Ever since I discovered the joys of great DP whilst Selina was over back in July, I’ve been a bit of a greedy girl just wanting more of the same.  It’s a hard combo to beat and my usual tag team of Peter and Tony are so hot together, I come far too quickly.   Roll on Saturday night!