Samantha Atkinson

Milking You in a Shop ;0)

Imagine you’re in a clothes shop, it’s late in the day and there’s hardly anyone in there, and you’re browsing along the racks, killing time until your wife comes up from another floor. It’s one of those long rails with all the special offers hanging on, so you’re just working your way along, bored.

After a couple of minutes you hear me say, quietly, “Hello, fancy seeing you here”. I’m just on the other side of the rail, a couple of feet away. I’d been doing the same as you, browsing along, and here we are, meeting in the middle. You meet my gaze, and smile back, a familiar warmth starting between your legs as you remember the last time we were together, a couple of weeks ago, when I expertly drained your balls on one of your regular visits.

Then a moment of panic as you remember your wife, and you look around quickly, breathing a sigh of relief as she’s nowhere in sight. You see a mischievous glint in my eye as I watch you.

“Just you and me Hun” I say, “want to buy me a new top?” and I hold up a really nice blouse I have my eye on.

“Why would I do that?” you say, matching my thinking and grinning. And with that I disappear from your sight for a moment, before you see my arm reach out from under the rail, grab you by the belt, and pull you tighter into the clothes on the rail. I’m kneeling down under the clothes, in the middle of the rail, hidden from view, and you now look as though you’re just leaning in.

Before you have chance to pull away, or even object, you feel your zipper sliding down and a warm hand deftly pushing in, searching. You can’t help yourself, you’re getting hard, and I struggle a bit, but manage to pull your cock free. You look around, but we’re still alone, and unless someone was standing right by us, no one can see what’s going on.

I start to stroke you, stop to spit on the end of your cock to get you wet, and then pick up the pace. You feel a rush of adrenaline, this is so risky. We’re in public, your wife could appear at any time and you’re risking arrest and divorce. But there’s no way you’re stopping now. You know my skills, and the element of danger is only making you hornier.

You’re more turned on then you have been in years, and I feel the excitement in your cock – you’re bigger and harder than ever. You’re breathing is shallow and fast, and you can feel the pressure building, you’re so close.

But shit, your wife’s just stepping out of the lift on the other side of the store, looking around for you. What do you do? You can’t get caught. But you’re so close! Fuck, what do you do?

Then she spots something on a shelf and turns in the other direction.
Fuck, the relief!

And you explode, spunk pumping from your cock, again and again, as my hand milks you dry from under the clothes, draining you once again just the way I know you like.

Then I’m gone. You see the clothes on the rail shuffle as I back out, and you quickly push your softening cock back into your trousers, just in time for your wife to wave at you and beckon you to go over.

Flustered, you do a final straighten and turn to go to her, when you hear cough.
I’m standing on the other side of the rail again, holding up the blouse. “Don’t forget to pay me for this on your next visit”, I say with a wicked glint in my eye, knowing you’ll be booking an appointment as soon as you get a moment to yourself.

And as we part you notice the long stream of spunk on the front of my top, and I dip my finger in your warm cum, lick my finger, and send you on your way with a sexy wave.

One for the wank bank there boys ;0) S xxx

A Fantasy – In front of Your Sleeping Wife

Hey boys.
It’s been ages since I posted here, but I’ve got my writing Mojo back, and thought it’s long overdue to once again share my wickedest fantasies and horniest ideas with you all and see if I can get your engines revving.

Here’s a little fantasy about you and your wife popping around to mine for an evening………

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I can’t decide if I should go for it?

I invited you and your wife over and it’s been a blast of an evening, so much so she’s now snoring gently in the armchair – spark out. There are four empty bottles of wine, and I don’t drink, so I’ve watched the two of you getting happily kettled while we chatted, joked and danced the night away.

And here we are. My best friend away with the fairies, and her husband, who I’ve always fancied and have flirted with for years, is channel hopping the TV, looking for something to wind down to. It’s late, but we just can’t seem to bring ourselves to ending the evening just yet.

You find a spicy movie, and with a devilish glance my way, hit play.
I don’t know if you meant it as a prank, but you squirm slightly as we’re straight into a very sexy scene with a stunning brunette girl giving a naked guy a very realistic looking blowjob. After just a minute you are wriggling in a very obvious way, trying to hide the growing bulge in the front of your pants.

When I see your zipper starting to stain under the obvious pressure from something quite large trying to escape the confines of the fabric, decision made! I know this is so wrong, but I’m as horny as fuck and my own growing wetness lets me know I really want this.

As you glance my way again, I wink at you and reach up to touch my hardening nipple, so clearly showing through my thin blouse and low-cut bra. That’s the only encouragement you need. With the couple on the screen going at it like they really are fucking, you stand up and head my way, pulling down your zipper as you go, and by the time you’re standing in front of me on the sofa, your raging cock is in your hand, fully erect, and you give yourself a couple of gentle strokes.

I wriggle forward, grabbing your hips, and feel you reach around, grab my neck, and guide that gorgeous head between my lips. I glance sideways as you stretch my mouth wider open, tasting your pre-cum already dripping from your tip, and see your wife is still out for the count.

You feel the moment of hesitation, and glance sideways as well. We then look back to each other and our silent agreement is made. No matter how wrong this is, we’re far too horny to stop now. But we can’t hang about, this has to be quick.

Not breaking eye contact, I reach up to grab your length and start wanking you into my mouth, my tongue dancing around the end of your cock and teasing the sensitive underside, and I can feel the tension building in you already. You’re not going to last long.

I gently bite the end of your cock, making you wince and pull out, and just as you give me a questioning look I just drawl “Fuck me”.

No more encouragement needed. You drop to your knees between my legs, pushing me back onto the sofa while you grab my legs and pull my pussy towards your waiting cock. With impressive dexterity my skirt is up around my waist, one hand is under my arse, the other slips my panties aside, and the head of your cock is pushing against my pussy lips. I am so wet there is only the slightest resistance and then you’re ramming deep inside me. I can’t help letting out a little yelp at the sudden sensation so deep inside me and I shoot a
panicked glance over to your wife, who is still thankfully oblivious to what we’re doing right across the room from her.

You, on the other hand, have only one thing on your mind as you feel my cunt squeeze and tease the entire length of your cock, you balls slapping my arse with every thrust. I can’t wait and reach between my legs to frig myself furiously, desperate to not be left behind as you’re clearly heading towards a fast climax.

And with a sudden violent thrust you’re shooting spunk right into me, pressing your tight balls against by arse. I keep frigging myself hard as I feel the second and third jets of cum pump into me and, Oh fuck, I’m there as well.
A fabulous orgasm flashes through me, from my clit to the top of my head, pulses of pleasure coursing through me – and then we’re done.

Cum pours out of me onto the couch as you quickly pull out, clamber back to your feet and head back to your chair, doing your pants up as you stuff your softening cock back inside. I pull my skirt down and clamp my knees together just as your wife stirs.

She looks around bleary eyed and says “Fuck me, that’s a realistic movie, it even smells like they’re shagging”.

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There you go boys – I’m back. I do expect your comments and feedback to let me know if I’m hitting the (your) spot

S xxxx

Performance Report

I had a guy ring me the other day and ask “So, what is you do exactly?”

For the benefit of those that have yet to visit me, here’s a quick summary of what happens…………..

You Cum When I Say So!

Imagine it. I’m holding your cock, dripping warm oil over your swollen glans, and you just soak up the feeling of the warmth oozing over your sensitive underside. A smooth caress that takes your breath away. You’re lying back, head supported by a towel, entirely focused on the scene in front of you. The world is forgotten and all cares pushed aside as my free hand now slides over your swollen end, squeezing hard as I stroke down and both hands meet at the base of your shaft. Your hard-on stands proud and fully erect. A teardrop of pre-cum eases its way out of your tip and I grip hard with both hands to quell any urges you may have to shoot your load.

I’m not done with you yet.

I’ve been working on you for over half an hour, massaging and kneading yout tense, muscles, working out the kinks and stresses as I find them. We then moved on to touching and carressing, learning which techniques you like best (I have quite a few), and built the tension.

That was fifteen minutes ago, and since then I’ve teased and tantalised, caressed and cajoled. I’ve stroked your cock, squeezed you balls. My strokes have varied from long and slow to short and fast, never settling into enough of a rhythm to take all the way. My head has hovered tantalisingly close so my breath has brushed your skin, but never actually kissed your cock. You can only imagine how good my mouth would feel, lips sliding down your length, teeth grazing at your balls.

And here I am in stockings and suspenders, straddling your legs, the oil flowing freely over and around your cock and down onto the table, wetting your crack and arse. My fingers grip hard around the base of your cock, a tight ring to ease your urge to cum, stopping any spunk from travelling up your shaft. I hold still a moment, making sure you relax back and the moment has passed. I’ve edged you to the limit, but want to take you back down one last time. Your eyes are wide and you pant heavily, torn between the need to feel the release, and the desire to prolong this ecstasy as long as possible.

You watch me as I watch your cock, glancing at you every now and then to smile and wink before looking back to my hands teasing and stroking, oil running freely between my fingers to mix with the pre-cum oozing freely from your swollen cock head.

It’s time for the climax. I squeeze your balls and stroke hard and pick up the pace. The teasing is done and you can feel it. It’s time to let loose and release all your tension and pent up horniness. You instinctively grab my hips, trying to pull me towards you but that’s not the deal here and I hold my place on your lap. Looking you in the eye I gently shake my head, and pump your cock harder and faster.

Your breathing quickens, your mouth is going dry, and you feel the pressure build as I pump your cock, and then you’re there.

The fast flood of sensations catch up with your sub conscious need for release, and the torture of the last twenty minutes erupts into a raging tsunami of spunk shooting high into the air, over my hand and onto your chest and stomach. Jet after jet pumps from your cock as I squeeze hard, milking every drop from you.

And just as suddenly, you’re done.

You relax back as I slide off your legs to find the tissues. The warm glow from your best cum in a long time lingers as you glance across at me, hit me with that cheeky smile, and say “So, same time next week?”

Sam xxxx

My Dream About One of You….

So, the weirdest thing happened last night.

I went to bed and was thinking about what I mentioned in the last post, where I imagined seeing one of you lovely guys in a store while you were shopping. It led on to all sorts of scenarios running through my imagination, which led on to – well you can guess….

After taking care of business I fell asleep, and my mind was clearly still “on theme” as I had the most vivid dream about one of my lovely clients. I can’t let on which one, for obvious reasons, but it was someone who has made quite an impression on me, and I just wanted to share my dream to let you all know just how I do remember the fun we have together.

Now, you all know my boundaries when we’re together and nothing changes about that, no matter how horny I might get at times, but in dreamland all the rules go out of the window and…….well, here goes.

You’ve come to the usual place and you’re lying face down waiting for me to start the massage. We’re chatting away and I sit on the back of your legs taking the top off the oil bottle. I lean forward to pour some of the oil onto your back, put the bottle down, and start to rub it along your back. Now this is where it’s a little different – I don’t have any knickers on (never gonna happen in real life!). I’m dressed in just stockings and suspenders and my bra, and as I lean forward to massage your back, my pussy rubs against you. I continue to caress your back, and at the same time rub myself against you, getting hornier and more turned on with every press.

We carry on like this for a few minutes and you’re clearly fully aware of what’s going on as I feel you pressing back against me, and I realise you may actually be getting a bit uncomfortable as you have a raging hard cock trapped underneath you.

I start to slip off to the side, and as I do you also turn aside and the accidently nudge me over. The next thing I know, I’m lying on the bed, on my back and you’re half on top of me, between my legs, Without a word, you start to kiss my tummy, and slowly work down, kissing all the way and I feel the warmth of your lips getting ever closer and my own anticipation rising.

Then you’re fully between my legs and I watch, sleepy eyed, as your head lowers and I feel that first delicious touch of your tongue on my clit.

Heaven.

Then you really go to work on me. Teasing my lips and clit in turn, before sliding your tongue as deep as you can into my pussy and lapping up as much of my wetness as you can. I squeeze my tits hard as I get closer and closer, the steady rhythm of your licking and tongue fucking driving me ever closer to the edge and I moan your name over and over.

And just when I think I can’t take anymore, you slip two fingers into me as you lick my clit, find my G-spot……….

And that’s when I woke up, wet between the legs (I had actually cum in my sleep – I haven’t done that in a while) and never know what came next in the dream.

I’ll leave that to your own imagination and dreams, my very special client!!!!

S xxx

Shopping Voyuer

So, I was out shopping at the weekend and I saw a guy with his partner, looking through the clothes racks, and while she was looking through the clothes on the rail, I could see he was distracted by a woman on the the other side of the aisle. I don’t think he was even fully aware he was staring, just another bored bloke wishing he was somewhere else rather than being dragged around the shops, but from where I was I could tell he was attracted to the other woman.

It was actually funny when his partner turned to ask him something and he had to snap out of his (presumably naughty) daydream, turn his attention back, and pay attention.

I was just thinking about this and I wondered what would happen if that was you with your wife or girlfriend, and I was the woman across the aisle. What you would be thinking about while you watched me pick up clothes and look at them, unaware you were staring at me?

And what if we were in the lingerie department? I’d be dressed in boots, skinny jeans and a tight jumper to show off my long legs and sexy curves and I’d be holding up a suspender belt I liked the look of. As you watched me would you start to get that familiar strirring between your legs, appreciating my figure and the way my hair falls across my shoulders and my lipsticked lips parted slightly as I felt the fabric between my fingers?

And what if I turned my head at that moment and saw you staring at me? What would you do? Would you be shocked and turn quickly away, or would you be brave enough to make eye contact, even with your wife so close by? Would I be able to look at you, glance down to the front of your pants, look back up and give you a wink as a thank you for the compliment your cock was clearly giving me?

So many things to think about, it’s getting me quite frisky, so bye for now.

S xxx