Woke up this morning to rain. It wasn't raining hard, just the "drizzle all day" kind of rain. Dragged myself out of bed, got the daughter up and off to work I went.

Being a Friday B4 a 3-day weekend the office was almost empty and everyone I needed to do my job took the day off. Just my luck that I'm swamped with work and do not have the luxury to take the time off.

Well one good thing came out of today. The dining room wasn't very crowded and when I walked in, there, in the salad line, was the woman I met the other day. I smiled, felt sort-a giddy and felt that tingle start, down there. MMmmmmm...

Well I walked over to the salad line, got my plastic carton and started picking out what I wanted. I sort-a ignored her presence like I didn't see her. As I was picking some cukes and placing them into my carton, a body saddled up next to me. I looked up and it was her! She said, Hello, arn't you Rachel? I know I turned three shades of red and stuttered out, yes. She introduced herself as Sharon and said she had wanted to me and was surprised to see I was there. I was shaking in my boots. I was breathing hard. I know my nipples were so hard they ached and in less than 5-minutes my panties were soaked. This is what this woman did to me.

We paid for our meals and took up a table together. During lunch we exchanged things about each other. I learned Sharon was 38, divorced, no kids and no BF. She mentioned various things which implied she was dating but made no mention of names. When we were done with lunch she placed her hand on mine, looked me straight in my eyes and said, we'll have to meet again, maybe someplace more personal." Again, I know I turned three shades of red and again, stuttered out a response. Sharon smiled and went back to her office.

WOW!!! Am I in lust for this woman.

Maybe this weekend I'll go to the mall she mentioned she was going to go shopping at... maybe we'll hook up.... Maybe there is a unused dressing room?

MMmmmmm

The day started with me not wanting to get out of bed. Don't know if I didn't sleep well last night or the wild erotic dream drained me... But had to get my daughter up, get her ready for school while at the same time getting my to work before 0800 A.M.

Finally got to work at 0815 A.M. and received a few eye-ball stares from my boss. He's one of those "I arrive at 0500 A.M." kind of guys. Cute too.

Wasn't feeling very perky today, probably due to my wild-ass dreams. So was taking it slow and basically wasn't accomplishing much. I had a meeting at 0100 P.M. that I wasn't looking forward to attending.

Got to the meeting late and was xxxxxx to sit at the decision table. I sat down and looked around the room and looked at the people at the table and the breath was sucked right out of me. Sitting directly across from me was one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. She was ... stunning and beautiful doesn't describe her. Brunette, sporty body, I'd say a 38 or 40D with a light-blue silk blouse which only had two buttons undone but WHAT A VALLEY! She was a new manager from another office and I could not keep my eyes off her. You can imagine what my eyes were telling my mind... I'm such a slut.
I blushed. I know my nipples stuck out like teats on a goat and ... I believe I stared at her the whole meeting. I know she noticed my staring cuz she blushed too and smiled at me allot. Heck, almost everyone smiled at me allot during the meeting; Must have been my nipples.

Well the meeting adjourned, she disappeared and I walked back to the office with the wettest pair of undies. God was I horny. Ohh well,,, maybe I'll meet her again.

So, how was your day?

It has been well over a year since my last posting. I sort-a got out of the habit of making blog entries and at the same time I got bored with the site.

Well I'm back and willing to let you have a peek into the "Life of Rachel" once again.

Please stay tuned for some of the boring and wild but XTC entries I'm going to be posting soon.

XOXOXO

Rachel38C

Thursday evening was bowling night. It had started raining about an hour before and the drive to the bowling alley was awfull. Halfway there is poured so hard I could not see the front of the Yukon. My daughter was scared; and so was I. We arrived there on time and hubby was waiting for us. The evening went slow and bowled like a 5-year old with out the bumbers up. I was so pissed off by the end of the three games. I bowled a grand total of 303; I normally bowl a 390 - 400 game. It was still raining when we left. In fact it rained all night.

Friday was a ugly, dark, cold and wet day. I don't remember when the last it rained ALL day long. By 1400 it wasn't raining anymore, it was sleeting, hailing or raining ice pellets; take your pick. Many of the local schools closed early but ours didn't. In a way that was a good thing.
back in October I spoke of a new neighbor I had my eyes on. We've met a few other times and I always felt her eyes on me. Then again I had my eyes on her too. Last week I had invited her over for coffee/tea and she showed up at 11:30. I had just come back from the store and was soaking wet. I was half undressed when she rang the doorbell. Thinking it was her I threw on a bathrobe and lets her in. She was a little surprised at my state of dress and I told her were I had just come from. I directed her to the kitchen and asked if she would start up the coffee. Upstairs I went for a short shower and a change of clothes. While I was in the shower she asked how I liked my coffee. Just as I was stepping out of the shower she walked into the bedroom. I don't know if she saw me in the mirror but she was just standing there staring at my reflection in the mirror. She asked how I kept my figure? I told her many, many hours on the stair climber. I dried off and put on panties. I walked out into the bedroom, braless with a towel on my head. I said I hope you don't mind and she said she liked looking at women. I walked over to her and asked if that's why I always caught her staring at me. She turned beet red, said yes and said she like to watch my breasts. I asked if she would like to touch them and again she said, yes.

HeHe... I'll tell you more later.

Nite

I have been fighting this cold. I think I am winning but it still drags me down. I laid with my head on this chest in the bed. his hand would randomly roam the length of my back and occasionally make a soft grab at the curve of my ass.

“you should put on some panties for me.”

I lay there for a moment. I know I should stay there and rest. yet, I pull out of bed wanting to arouse him, wanting him to use me. I pull a pink thong out from the drawer and slip it on. he watches me and moans in approval. I crawl back in bed and lay my head on his stomach. his hand traces the small amounts of fabric and my hand feels his hardness through the blanket. how quickly he has hardened for me. I pull the blanket down, push his boxers down and push the head of his cock in my mouth. I suck him gently and it shifts to roughly.

“not so hard,” he groans.

I lighten my suction and grip him as I suck him. he pushes me on to my back and I squirm with anticipation as he shifts himself above me. his hand closes around my throat and I close my eyes feeling every inch of him tighten around my neck. I love watching him take my panties off as his hands press to my hips, roll them off from my ass, past my thighs, to my ankles and work themselves free.

His fingers travel my slit and his free hand covers my nose and mouth. he likes to watch my eyes flutter with the lack of air. my body jerking against this fingers that have made their way inside of me. the jerks get harder and I try to free from him and he likes to make it just a tid bit longer to push that much more over the edge of need.

“I want you to ride me.”

He lays on the bed and watches me pull up and straddle him. I am dripping with wetness and I grab his cock and push it inside of me. that first bit of penetration always makes me gasp with a primal need. I grip the head board and grind into this cock. his eyes watch my motion and his hands slap at my swaying tits. I fuck him with all that I have squeezing and pulling at his hardness. I close my eyes and my lip starts to curl on one side as I feel my orgasm mounting. I grip at the wood and the orgasm taunts me going away and coming back. I almost feel frustration nearing and I work it away. I keep fucking him and slowly letting it all go as my orgasms floods me without a climb.

“oh fuck…oh fuck….ssssshit.” I groan as my body shudders with a quake of pleasure and color. those several second of being on another plane of existence pulse through my blood.

I sit there clenching his cock. I am panting through it all and I fall off of him.

“no, you get back on,” he hisses.

“n-no, I can’t E.”

He pulls, grabs and positions my limp body back on to his cock. I tense up as he penetrates me for a second time. I scream obscenities at him as he thrusts himself up inside of me shaking the whole bed. I feel a rupture of orgasms spew from inside of me as he holds me on him not freeing me from his cock. we are bouncing on the bed and I feel breathless and weightless. I keep screaming and grip his hands that bind me to him. he stops and lets me free. I collapse on to the bed.

It is when he forces me that I love him so much.

Hi... If this story doesn't make you cry for laughing so Hard, let me know and I'll pray for you.

This is a story about a couple who had been happily married for years.

The only friction in their marriage was the husband's habit of farting loudly every morning when he awoke.

The noise would wake his wife and the smell would make her eyes water and make her gasp for air.

Every morning she would plead with him to stop ripping them off because it was making her sick. He told her he couldn't stop It and that it was perfectly natural. She told him to see a doctor; she was Concerned that one day he would blow his guts out.

The years went by and he continued to rip them out!

Then one Thanksgiving morning as she was preparing the turkey for dinner and he was upstairs sound asleep, she looked at the Bowl where she had put the turkey innards and neck, gizzard, liver and all the spare parts and a malicious thought came to her.

She took the bowl and went upstairs where her husband was sound asleep and, gently pulling back the bed covers, she pulled Back the elastic waistband of his underpants and emptied the bowl of turkey guts into his shorts.

Some time later she heard her husband waken with his usual trumpeting which was followed by a blood curdling scream and The sound of frantic footsteps as he ran into the bathroom. The wife could Hardly control herself as she rolled on the floor laughing, tears in her Eyes! After years of torture she reckoned she had got him back pretty good.

About twenty minutes later, her husband came down stairs in his Bloodstained underpants with a look of horror on his face. She bit her lip as she asked him what was the matter.

He said, "Honey, you were right." "All these years you have warned me and I didn't listen to you."

"What do you mean?" asked his wife.

"Well, you always told me that one day I would end up farting my guts out, and today it finally happened.

But by the grace of God, some Vaseline and two fingers, I think I got Most of them back in.

So I'm sitting here with a 7 inch tall chocolate Santa on my desk that a friend unloaded on me because she doesn't like chocolate. Ironically she likes chocolate men, a fact I didn't let her forget at the time. The tasty morsel which I intend to enjoy with a large glass of milk was given to her by a client who gave her the wrong 7inches in chocolate hence the lovely gift got passed on. That's the problem with traditional holiday gifts, but you can't please everyone so you've got to please yourself.

It all started with him demanding some serious oral sex. He's always looking for me to spend some quality time sucking on his dick. I don't mind as it always leads to some intense sex play. This night was no exception. After about 20 minutes or so slipping my mouth over his knob he was getting close. So to prolong this session I laid back and gentle pushed his head down towards my pussy. I just luv having my clitoris sucked on. Usually placing too much attention on my clitty leaves me to sensitive but this was not one of those nights. Tonight I was going to ride my live dildo!

So, the evening continued is grand style, my clit bobbing under his tongue, and two squirming fingers deep in my pussy. Predictably, this state of affairs did not last long, as I pushed away his fingers, as I shuddered through my first of many orgasms.

I turned over and got on all fours as I told my hubby I wanted to play the 'human' dildo game. In this game he remains very still, as I take full control, and make use of him as my personal, 'dildo' cock.

I slowly positioned myself in front of him, my ass sticking up in his face, poised over my human dildo. Gently I slid my hot, wet slit over his swelling knob. Slowy, softly, I eased the head of his dildo cock into my aching pussy. Into my depths it slid as I pushed back against him. I began a slow grind movement, enjoying the sensual delights, making the most of mt human dildo. The tension soon began to build up - this role reversal creating unfamiliar sensations for both of us.

I began to push back as hard as I could. Expecting this he positioned himself to take a pounding as he knows I love to 'slam his dick against my walls', as I call it.

This pounding is driving both of us wild - there's no movement, just the intense pressure of his body buried deep into my cunt, to the hilt, swelling inside me. My pushing is done is waves, creating the smallest of movements, as I try to impale more of his dick inside me.

Then suddenly, I pull away, beginning the whole cycle all over again. Bringing moans of pleasure from his lips. He's not sure how much more he can take.

After several sessions of 'slamming against my wall', we're both to a point of mind numbing bliss. I ask him to thumb my hole. This drives me crazy and makes me fuck my human dildo as hard and as fast as I can.

By now hubby has cum twice and is close to cumming for a third time to include passing out. I'm almost to the point of no return as I slam my hard human doldo deep into my puss over and over. He then pushs his thumb deep into my ass just as I slam down on his human dildo causing my to reach a massive orgasm; I scream out my passion as I grind through one orgasm after another, like waves of vast pleasure sending ripples of energy over all points of my body.

I gently fall forward as his human dildo slips out of my well fucked pussy, with a pop. My body is awash in wonderful sensations of pleasure as I drift off asleep after getting blown away by the 'human dildo'.

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Virginity like bubble, one prick, all gone.
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Man who run in front of car get tired.
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Man who run behind car get exhausted.
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Man with hand in pocket feel cocky all day.
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Foolish man give wife grand piano, wise man give
wife upright organ.
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Man who walk through airport turnstile sideways
going to Bangkok.
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Man with one chopstick go hungry.
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Man who scratch ass should not bite fingernails.
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Man who eat many prunes get good run for money.
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Baseball is wrong: man with four balls cannot walk.
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Panties not best thing on earth! but next to best
thing on earth.
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War does not determine who is right, war determine
who is left.
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Wife who put husband in doghouse soon find him in
cat house.
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Man who fight with wife all day get no piece at
night.
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It take many nails to build crib, but one screw to
fill it.
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Man who drive like hell, bound to get there.
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Man who stand on toilet is high on pot.
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Man who live in glass house should change clothes in
basement.
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Man who fish in other man's well often catch crabs.
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Man who fart in church sit in own pew.
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Crowded elevator smell different to midget.

1. How do you feel about masturbation when in a relationship? How would you feel about your partner masturbating? Do you, or would you, masturbate by yourself if in a long-term relationship or marriage?

--> Me? Masturbation is a fact of life. Who am I to stop my partner? And, besides, I masturbate almost every day. Sometimes 2 to 3 times a day!

2. Do you ever try to prolong the period before you orgasm or ejaculate? If so, how do you do it?

--> Me? I've always tried to prolong my orgasm. Curling my toes, pinching my nipples, anything to prolong that feeling which throbs through my pussy and out my clit.

3. Have you ever been caught masturbating? Do you ever have a fear or paranoia of getting caught?

--> Me? Oh hell..., I've been caught so many times it is almost funny. I've been caught by my mother, my friends, even at work. Yes... I got caught at work diddling my clitty. That lead to another story...

4. Did you ever think about another male while masturbating? Do you ever have a desire to masturbate with another male?

5. Has your favorite way to masturbate changed over time? If so, what is different about it now?

--> Me? Yes, I've changed over the years. I used to just use my fingers and fantasize. Now I'm really into toys and dildo's and such.

6. Have you ever been punished for masturbating? Or have you heard of anyone else that has been punished or reprimanded for masturbating by a parent, partner, spouse, etc? If so, what happened?

--> Me? Never.

7. How much masturbation do you think is normal? How often do you masturbate? Do you think you do it more or less than average?

--> Me? I don't know what is normal. I do it all the time. There have been days when I've masturbated 4-7 times during the course of the day. I will say if I went two or three days without masturbating I'd probably be cranky.

8. How do you feel about religious views on masturbation? If you are affiliated with a religion, what does it say? Do religious views on masturbation affect to you?

--> Me? What does religion have to do with masturbation?

9. Have you ever lost interest in masturbating for a period of time? If so, what do you think caused this masturbation apathy?

--> Me? Never.

10. Have you ever tried to quit or cut down on masturbation? If so, why? What was the outcome?

--> Me? I could never stop. Ask my husband. I get very cranky if I don't get some self-time and self-pleasure. He can join in if he wants to but I need that release!

Tell me your thoughts and answer these questions as they apply to you!