A Stranger’s Touch on New Year’s Eve
As the clock struck midnight, Sharon found herself amidst the bustling crowd at The Town Square, her heart filled with festive cheer. The annual New Year’s Eve celebration was in full swing, and she had decided to embrace the night as a solo adventure. With her blonde locks shimmering under the vibrant lights and a sophisticated smile on her face, the 37-year-old beauty weaved through the sea of revelers, eager to immerse herself in the lively atmosphere.
The Town Square, a vibrant hub of activity, had transformed into a magical realm for the night. Colorful lights adorned the shops and boutiques, creating a dazzling display that rivaled the twinkling stars above. Live bands played infectious tunes, their melodies weaving through the air, enticing people to dance and sing along. The courtyard, usually a peaceful gathering spot, pulsated with energy as the crowd gathered for the much-anticipated fireworks display.
Sharon, a woman who embraced life’s pleasures, felt a thrill as she navigated the dense crowd. The press of bodies against her was both exhilarating and daunting. She loved the anonymity it provided, allowing her to be whoever she wanted for the night. As she moved closer to the center of the square, the crowd became denser, making it difficult to move freely.
Just as the countdown to the New Year began, Sharon felt a subtle yet deliberate touch that sent a shiver down her spine. A stranger’s hand, bold and adventurous, had slipped beneath her elegant dress, taking advantage of the tight space. The warm fingers gently caressed her thigh, slowly inching upwards, causing her breath to quicken. Sharon’s initial instinct was to turn around and confront the audacious intruder, but the sheer density of the crowd rendered her immobile.
As the countdown reached its climax, the stranger’s hand ventured further, boldly slipping into her lacy panties. Sharon’s heart raced, and her body tensed, but the loud cheers and boisterous music masked any attempt to express her surprise. The mysterious hand, guided by an unknown desire, began to explore her most intimate folds, fingers tracing the outline of her pussy, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body.
The sensation was both thrilling and overwhelming. Sharon’s mind raced with a myriad of thoughts, torn between pushing the hand away and surrendering to the anonymous pleasure. The stranger’s touch was skilled, their fingers knowing exactly where to roam, finding her clit and teasing it with gentle strokes. She could feel her pussy growing wetter with each passing second, her body betraying her attempts at resistance.
As the crowd erupted in cheers and the fireworks illuminated the night sky, Sharon’s body responded with its own display of fireworks. The stranger’s fingers worked their magic, rubbing her clit in perfect rhythm, sending her spiraling towards an orgasm she couldn’t deny. She parted her legs slightly, granting the anonymous lover better access, her inhibitions melting away with each touch.
The fireworks exploded in a kaleidoscope of colors, mirroring the explosion of pleasure within Sharon. Her body trembled as she climaxed, her moans drowned out by the cheers and music. The stranger’s hand continued its sensual assault, prolonging her ecstasy, ensuring she experienced a New Year’s Eve like no other.
As the fireworks display reached its grand finale, the crowd began to disperse, moving like a wave, pulling away from the center. Sharon, still riding the waves of her orgasm, found herself yearning for one more touch, one more caress from the stranger who had brought her such pleasure. But as she turned around, the sea of faces offered no clue as to who her anonymous lover was.
The mysterious stranger, having bestowed upon Sharon an unforgettable gift, had vanished into the night, leaving her with a mix of emotions. She felt a rush of excitement, a sense of liberation, and a hint of longing for the unknown. The encounter, though fleeting, had ignited a fire within her, a desire to explore the boundaries of her sexuality and embrace the unexpected.
As Sharon made her way out of The Town Square, her steps were lighter, her mind buzzing with the memory of the stranger’s touch. The New Year had begun with a bang, quite literally, and she knew that this was just the beginning of a journey filled with erotic adventures and untamed desires. The night’s events had opened a door to a world of exhibitionism and anonymous pleasure, and Sharon couldn’t wait to see what lay ahead.
Little did she know, this was just the first chapter in a series of encounters that would push her boundaries and fulfill her wildest fantasies. The stranger’s touch had awakened something primal within her, and she was ready to embrace the unknown, ready to explore the depths of pleasure and exhibitionism that the world had to offer. As she walked away, a sly smile played on her lips, a silent promise to herself to seek out more such encounters, where pleasure and anonymity danced hand in hand.
Thanksgiving Rendezvous
I made plans recently to go visit an old college friend over their American Thanksgiving that’s coming up and decided to go a couple of days early to avoid the crowds at the airport, so I went this past weekend. The flight didn’t have many people on it, and I was even upgraded to first class, it was really nice. There was an attractive man sitting across the aisle from me and we struck up a hot conversation and I mentioned how I was going to visit an old friend for the week and he said he was on his way home early as well to see his folks and we were soon very much enjoying our conversation together and he moved to the seat next to mine.
Most people were sleeping on the flight as it was a red eye one and we had a lot of privacy, and he leaned over and kissed me and we were soon full on making out right there in the seats and I wanted to fuck him. I reached over and grazed my hand over his crotch and he was as hard as a rock in his pants. We soon got up and as discreetly as possible, made our way to the rest room, which was a tight fit, not a doubt, but we managed to get in a position and fuck and we were not taking our sweet time, we knew there was a chance we could get caught middle of the night or not and we didn’t want a scene, so we fucked fast and furiously, me biting my lip to keep from crying out, since I can be loud when I am cumming.
He thrust harder and harder, pinching my breasts as I looked over my shoulder at him and I was working my clit with my hand as he pounded me and all of a sudden I came, biting my lip and then felt him go off inside of me. We quickly got cleaned up and were gone from our seats less than ten minutes. One of the flight attendants gave me a knowing look, but didn’t say anything. We chatted the rest of the flight and I’m sure I will never see him again, but it helped kick off what I’m sure will be a great week!
Masturbating Outdoors
For March Break, aka Spring Break to you Americans, my boyfriend and I rented a condo in Florida. Some people we know have a condo there and rent it out most of the year when they aren’t using it themselves. Now many of my faithful readers know I sometimes like to masturbate in the shower with the shower massager, I’ve done this most of my life.
When we got to the condo, there was a lovely garden out side and a very private backyard. There was some nice lawn furniture and I noticed there was a garden hose. In one of my audios I mention an experience in my teens where I masturbated with a garden hose the same way I do with the shower massager. I got a silly grin on my face and told my boyfriend about this and he asked if we might be able to recreate the episode. I was certainly game, why not. I did as during my first time with the garden hose in my teens, wait until it was dark out. I sat on the lawn chair and as a slight twist, my boyfriend aimed the hose at my clit, which I had fully exposed by holding my pussy lips open.
It was dark and no one could see that I knew of, and I slipped my bikini bottoms off and laid back in the lawn chair, it was a nice, balmy night, the stars were out and I just spread for my boyfriend and he aimed the hose right at it and I was squirming in minutes, I do hope the neighbors couldn’t hear me. The type of orgasm that’s water induced can be quite a fast and furious one and I didn’t want to be heard in the middle of the night having an orgasm on the lawn. My boyfriend was quite hard as he was doing this and after I came.
Relieve That Holiday Tension
Christmas can be a hectic and stressful time for many of us, shopping, family and work obligations and commitments, demanding kids and nagging wives. What’s a guy to do to quell the stresses he’s undergoing in this the most hectic month of the year? Well we all know lots of the wives out there have closed up shop sexually and don’t care about pleasing their men, and girlfriends may have too hectic a schedule to keep you happy as well.
A call to a phone sex line might be just the pick me up you’ve been looking for. An orgasm, depending on the time of day you have it, can either invigorate you for the rest of your day, or if it’s coming at the end of the day can help you relax like nothing else. I’d be happy to wind you up or calm you down depending on your needs of the moment. The release of tension in the body can be incredible when you cum. You can just lay there limp as a dishrag and just catch your breath and enjoy what just happened.
Perhaps a Christmas themed fantasy is your cup of Christmas tea. I once had a couple of clients ask for Christmas themed fantasies, and they were pretty funny. One was me going to the mall and sitting on the mall Santa’s lap and Santa had a hard on. The other was very amusing, I really miss that guy! He used to call me at the company I started at and when it closed, we lost touch, he was from Minneapolis, and he liked to imagine his wife having bought toys for the underprivileged kids at Christmas and going down to the fire station to drop them off, and of course the handsome firemen invited her to come in for a cup of coffee after seeing how generous she was with all the toys, and they gave her a tour of the firehall, including the upstairs quarters where they stayed on call. And of course one thing led to another and soon she was doing a gangbang with all the lusty, young, strong fireman. He was a lot of fun to talk to, hopefully someday he might find me again, I’d be happy to talk to him again.
