Author: JillyHorrorshow

Sleep orgasms

Another re-post from my archived sex blog////

I came twice in my sleep last night. In the first dream, I had a girl perched on the arm of a red leather Chesterfield
sofa. I knelt at her feet and had my whole mouth over her pussy, both hands reaching up to squeeze her tits as
she tipped her head back and groaned. When I came for real as well as in the dream, I had her straddling the arm
a nd I was straddling it too, facing her, our cunts pressed together, our tongues mingling.

In the second dream, I was in a bath with a guy, kneeling and leaning against the bath edge as he knelt
behind me and pressed his cock slowly into my soapy arsehole. The sensations were so vivid, I’m sure I must have
been crying out in my sleep. Somehow I was then on a bed, and I lay on my back with a girl leaning up against
me, facing away from me, my arms reaching round to stroke her pussy open as a guy penetrated her. Every stroke of his
cock into her felt like it was going into me, and I came explosively, waking up as it happened.

True story: arsefucked by the forceful police officer

I used to write a sex blog which is now archived, and it seems a shame to let it go to waste, so occasionally I re-post content from it here. Enjoy.

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This evening I am purring happily after being reacquainted with my favourite member of the police force. The sexy motorbike-riding dom with a deep voice and a huge cock who
occasionally drops round to deliver some filth – I don’t think I’ve actually blogged about an encounter with him
before because the last time I saw him was before I started writing this. So prepare to be just as intoxicated by
him as I am.

He strode into my flat clad in his motorbike leathers, kissed me hard, gripped a fistful of my hair and murmured
into my ear “did you miss me?”. I willingly agreed that I had and he pulled up my skirt and forced his fingers into
my newly shaved pussy, making me moan uncontrollably. Then he gripped my face in both hands and demanded
“suck my cock then”. I obediently dropped to my knees and fed as much of his huge dick into my mouth as I could,
eliciting a pleased groan from him. Read more »

True story: Wanking with stationery in the office

A job I had a few years ago involved manning (womanning?) a reception desk, and quite often there would be
nothing to do for hours at a time. I had various ways of keeping myself entertained while still looking like I was
working, but on this particular afternoon I was chatting online to a guy I’d been flirting with for
ages. As usual, our conversation took a sexual bent… he was very effective at wielding words. I love a bit of cyber
when it has you virtually sinking your teeth into your desk with the urge to act out what’s being described. Never
underestimate the power of words.

Reception was surrounded by partitioned desks, but set forward so it would be the first thing a visitor
would encounter. It was a quiet afternoon and a few people were out of the office. I was pulsating with horn. As
he talked dirty to me I tried to work out how I could stimulate myself in a subtle way at my very exposed desk
and get away with it. I tried hitching up my skirt and running my fingertips over the gusset of my tights, which
felt really good. The problem was there was no modesty screen in front of the desk so anyone who suddenly
appeared would immediately see what I was doing. I pushed a fat marker pen into my knickers and worked it
into my slippery cunt, writhed on it for a while, to the delight of the chat guy. That felt incredibly naughty – I
even had to take a call while it was inside me. But it didn’t give me the clit stimulation I craved. Read more »

True story: The web developer and I trade mutually beneficial skills [foot fetish]

Another re-post from my archived blog, for your enjoyment. ///

He rather generously offered to help me make some tweaks to my blog and it would have been rude not to
suck his dick in return. I say in return, but in fact I pounced the second he walked in. Kissed him hard til
he was panting and a little shaky, sat him down and gleefully prised his rigid cock out of his jeans. Such a
delicious, permanently hard length, I just had to get it in my mouth. I coaxed him swiftly to an orgasm and he
pumped his hot come down my throat. I swallowed every drop and tongued him clean. My knickers were soaking.
We sat for a while and he helped me with the blog coding, pausing occasionally to grope and kiss me. Took no time
at all before he was stiff again. I repeated my earlier efforts, permitting him to lift my skirt and stroke my slick cunt through my underwear. Got him to come down my throat again. Mmmmmm. Read more »

True story: the time I had a bisexual MMF threesome

Another re-post from my archived blog, for your reading pleasure.///

I am gleeful to report that this evening I was a participant in a luscious threeway.. and it was all thanks to
the lovely allymcbeal1000 who talked about how she liked to wank over Craigslist ads.. she inspired me to have a
look at what was on there myself, and I immediately saw one to my liking. I had been getting nowhere with AFF
guys, who are so often all mouth and no trousers… and Craigslist delivered on the first try with two young, local
bisexual guys.

They were both nervous when they arrived.. I attempted to get straight down to business but they needed some
reassuring, so we sat on the sofa with a couple of drinks, me in the middle, stroking their thighs as we talked.
When they were more at ease I took each by the hand and drew them into my lair, kissing each deeply in turn
while feeling the other up. They sat on the edge of my bed naked, and I gave head to them alternately, wanking
one while sucking the other. Read more »

The time I took a teen boy’s virginity (not a fantasy, real story – and I’m female in case you’re wondering)

[EDIT: Sorry, realised I put ‘teen’ but actually he was 23. Reddit won’t let me change the title]

I used to write a sex blog a couple of years back, which alas is no more, and it occurred to me the other day that people on here might appreciate some of the entries. Seems like a shame to let them go to waste. If it’s of interest, I have more to share. Here’s a recounting of the time I took a teen boy’s virginity. //

A few months back I had a guy contact me through this blog. He was a fan of the writing and he was interested in knowing what I thought of a 23 year old who was still a virgin. We emailed back and forth for a while, and I did my best to impress on him that I thought it was fine but that I was very sympathetic to his anxiousness over it and understood the pressure you can feel to rid yourself of what is essentially an intangible status but can feel to some like a stigma. It just so happens that taking someone’s virginity was on my sexual bucket list, so it didn’t take that long for me to suggest that I help him out. And once I had assured him that I wasn’t a murderer or a bloke having him on, he agreed. Read more »