Rainbow Luck

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Running inside quickly, the rain running from my hair down onto my face then dropping down my nose. I was saturated and so were my clothes. They clung to me and stuck tight to all my curves, slightly translucent now they were soaked.

My whole body was wet and I felt it with every movement. The water slid between my thighs as I walked and under my arms as I moved. It felt kind of sexy, I had an urge to take my clothes of and go back out into the rain naked to let the rain pour down on my freed skin. Goosebumps started to cover me as it got colder, the hairs on my arms stood up with the chill.

I had to get these clothes off. Peeling back my top it was almost like taking the skin off a banana, I had to slowly pull it away from my wet skin it clung tightly to. Underneath I had no bra on just a singlet top that was completely see through now.

I unbuttoned my favorite blue jeans and tried to release my legs from them, forgetting to take off my shoes first. Hopping around I kicked off my runners one foot at a time with my jeans halfway down, almost falling in the process. I finally kicked off the second shoe and used my feet to help free me from my dripping wet jeans. With only my wet underwear and singlet top on I went to get a towel.

Walking through the sparkling clean kitchen I glanced up to see the sun suddenly shining in the window. The rain had stopped, just like that. I went to have a look for a moment grabbing a paper towel to mop up some of the moisture that covered me. Gazing outside I saw the colors appear from nowhere. As if it had been there the whole time, a rainbow appeared in the sky.

Surrounded by grey clouds the sun cut through and presented me with the most miraculous colors from one end of the landscape to the other. I wondered about the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, had anyone ever found it? Maybe the fairies take it with them when the rainbow moves, I thought with a smile. Naughty fairies. Always up to mischief, like cheeky children. I missed being young and free. The moment lasted longer than it felt because I was still standing there as I heard the front door open and my husband come in. His footsteps towards me reminded me that I was half naked and still wet. I almost ran to get some clothes but thought better of it.

I wonder if the rainbow can bring me some luck today, I wondered. “Hey babe, how was work?” He asked as he came into the kitchen. I heard him behind me. “What are you doing, are you OK?” His worried voice coming out now. I turned to him, he looked concerned but he saw the smile in my eyes and came over to me. Putting his arm around my wet top I pointed up to the rainbow. In a moment it was gone again but he got to see it for a few seconds. Then he leaned in to kiss me. The tension between us rose as quickly as the rainbow came and then left.

We were kissing like teenagers, clawing at each others clothes trying to feel the skin underneath and touch every inch of each other. He grabbed me by my shoulders and steered me backwards towards the kitchen bench where he helped me get my butt up onto the table top. There he took hold of my undies, one hand on each side and started to pull them off. I helped a little by lifting my bum eager to see what was next.

Once they were off he went back to kissing me his face had a short layer of prickly stubble and I could smell him, that sexy smell I loved so much of his body mixed with his favorite aftershave. I grabbed his hair and pulled him deeper into the kiss my hands grasping for more of him.

He started to undo his jeans and I felt the warm rush to my groin, readying myself to take all of him. He kissed me while he kicked off his shoes and pants, his underwear were half way down when the hardness pressed into my thigh. I shifted position so it could rub onto me, arousing me into action. “Mmm,” I moaned. I could feel he was ready as I grew moist in anticipation.

He moved his hands down to position himself, getting ready to push inside me. As I felt the pressure of him filling me up his finger started to rub on my clitoris. Slowly he began thrusting in and out rubbing me while we moved together. I let my head go, dropping it behind me and let out a moan. My body moved as he banged himself into me again and again. “I got my luck after all,” I thought to myself.

I felt my nipples, poking against my still damp see through singlet. As he trusted I pinched them, rubbing them before taking off my top. Baring my breasts for him I sat there naked enjoying his body against mine. There on the kitchen bench he fucked me like we were young again. He took his hand away to hold my hips so he could go even harder.

Banging me as he pushed himself in deeper I let out my breath as moans. Sliding my fingers down, I began to rub my clit. Working up the rhythm with him until I couldn’t hold on any longer. I cried out “Oh yes, oh yes, baby yes.” I felt him get bigger inside me.

He sped up and plunged into me harder. I couldn’t hold back, he looked like he could cum so I let myself go. “Mmmm ohh yes, YES!!” I yelled as I really let myself go. I felt him tense and release, then the twitch inside as he filled me up. We hadn’t cum together like that in far too long.

Just because we were getting old didn’t mean we weren’t still sexual beings, human being. He stayed there between my legs for some time and held me, it was all the magic I needed. I silently thanked the fairies and the rainbow for brightening up my world a little.

I kissed my man on the neck, feeling his stubble prickle my lips started to turn me on again. He cupped my breast with one hand and looked like he was contemplating it. Something told me this was going to be the start of a very hot night, just then I heard the pitter patter of rain on the roof again. Yes tonight we can keep each other warm…and young.

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Orgasmic Oral NSFW

Orgasmic Oral

Masturbation Monday Week 178

NSFW Erotic Fiction

Short intro 

This week I wrote a short erotic fiction piece using the very hot photo prompt from May Moore as inspiration for this Masturbation Monday post. I’d like to thank her for such a great picture prompt.

After writing it I was unsure if it would be good enough but when my partner read it he seemed to experience the effects you’d like to elicit with your erotic fiction. I enjoyed writing it. It’s smutty and NSFW, so hopefully it fits in perfectly at Masturbation Monday’s.

I hope you or someone else out there enjoys reading.

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Orgasmic Oral

Erotic fiction for Masturbation Monday

 The tension in the air between us only grew as he gave me that piercing look, gazing into my soul enticing me to come closer and please him. His cock was pressing against his pants poking through, teasing me, enticing me to go and let it loose from restraint.

 He was hungry for me and I loved knowing it, when I saw the horny look in his eye it always got me going. Now his hard dick also drew me closer ready for action. Crawling directly over to him on the bed, I looked up to him longingly and stuck my ass in the air as I moved, exposing it for him to do as he pleased. Anticipating at least a little spanking, I was planning to do my best to pleasure him for my reward or “punishment.”

 His hands began undoing his jeans as I moved like a cat rushing to help pull them off, exposing his hard manliness. And hard it was, noticeably bigger than it appeared yesterday, he was extra horny and in the mood. The look of lust had returned, his eyes glimmered gazing at me longingly. 

I felt wanted, desired which made me more keen to please him. I got ready to go for it beginning to feel a sense of urgency as warmness flowed through my core down to my genitals which were contracting at the sight of my horny man.  Not wanting to waste the feeling I looked up to him, my man, my master, my sex god, making eye contact which lingered until we both could wait no longer. 

Not usually a real submissive myself it feels wonderful everytime I bow down to him, I make an effort to please him and enjoy doing as asks. When the request is more of a command my excitement to do his bidding is obvious as I revel in glory at being told what a good girl I am or when he punishes me with a spanking or hard fuck. Moments like this one, I could never refuse him, all I want is to make him happy. 

Still looking up into his eyes I reach out and grab hold of his cock firmly, using my other hand to hold his balls in my cupped palm, pressing behind them and holding tight but not too much. I break my start and go for the prize, opening my mouth so I can start licking around the head of his penis. 

After moistening his knob enough I run my tongue around the edge it a few times, then lick all over the hard shaft of his huge cock. Wanting all of his cock to feel my wetness and the texture and touch of my mouth I try and make sure I don’t miss anywhere before I lick straight up the middle back to the head and open my mouth to take it in. He moaned softly. 

Enclosing my mouth over it taking in just the top at first I give it a good sucking before I push myself down onto him taking it in as far as I could go, lifting my head then taking it into my mouth deeper every time. 

Quickly I open my eyes to look up making sure he really was enjoying it. So far, so good, his look said he wanted more and he wanted it badly. I took it into my mouth as deep as I could go, gripping the shaft firmly. 

As my mouth moved up and down my hand wanked the base of his cock keeping the rhythm. Hearing his satisfied groans turned me on, moans escaped my mouth muffled by my mouthful of cock. The vibration of my voice made him groan more and grab my hair helping me keep the right speed. 

Trying to go deeper in my already full mouth, made slurping noises. My throat opened to take it in a little more. Loving that he was enjoying it I kept slurping as I sucked his huge cock hungrily. My hands and mouth were busily working just for his pleasure. 

I wanted him to cum in my mouth, feeling he was nearing climax. Even better, I thought, he could turn me around and take me from behind. Feeling horny myself, I wasn’t sure what would happen and didn’t care. Just the feeling of giving him pleasure was sexy enough for me in that moment and it was, enough to make me wet. 

I let out more muffled moans that got louder as we both got hotter feeling what was coming. My throat really was starting to gag now as I kept sucking him deeper. That didn’t stop my urge to be filled by him, it was growing stronger. I wanted to feel him cum inside me. 

Before he could turn me around, he bent forward and gave my butt cheek a slight spank, grabbing my butt cheek and spreading it a little bit giving himself a good view of me. Looking down at me with my head moving furiously as I knew he ready to cum. 

Letting him fuck my mouth until I heard the noises that signalled he was ready to blow.  Struggling to hold on, “oh yes, that’s it,” then when I could feel his pulsating cock he warned me “I’m cumming,” I mumbled back “Yes,” my mouth still full letting him know it was OK with me.

 His moan grew louder, turning me on too. The warm liquid squirted out as he nearly convulsed. Cum ran back down into my throat and his saltiness filled my mouth, I swallowed it down as quick as I could. Wanting him to see that I enjoyed pleasing him and was willing to take every drop of his jizz. His cock was left in my hand, still throbbing. 

Looking up at him again happily knowing he was satisfied. In my mind I was hoping he’d want more but I knew that later he would come back to spank me and the fun would begin again, he would reward me for my efforts. 

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The Postman; Wicked Wednesday #290 NSFW

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The Postman
NSFW Erotic Fiction
Wicked Wednesday #290
Marathon theme

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Claire was washing the dishes, part of her usual morning routine. Her blonde hair was still wet from taking a shower she would dry it after getting the kitchen done. Wearing a singlet and her undies she was comfortable and cool in the warm house and looked good, her legs were smooth and shaven. Looking down at the dishwater her hands were in, she felt a little disgusted at the murky colour of the water.

She’d had guests last night and the extra dishes made her wish the dishwasher was working. She glared at it, “stupid thing,” she muttered aloud to herself. Nobody else was home, Peter was away training for his marathon, the second he’d done in a few months. She was starting to feel neglected, his absence was beginning to annoy her. She was proud of him but didn’t expect him to be away from home so much of the time. Her needs weren’t getting met and she had been grumpy.

Thinking about it she wondered if hysteria was a real and not just made up, she sure had been frustrated lately and easily pissed off. Just thinking of how long it had been since she’d had sex made her think about sex, about him going down on her flicking his tongue over her hard clit, fingering her with his long fingers.
Mmmm she moaned subconsciously, shit she thought, I am frustrated. She hurried to finish the dishes.

Deciding to herself it was time to take matters into her own hands. Nobody else was around and she needed a release, even the decision to masturbate gave her a small taste of relief. Now she let her mind wander, the guy from the post office down the street was hot. She had noticed him a few times lately and seen him delivering her mail. She allowed herself to fantasize about him, when she thought about what James would think she just included him in her fantasy and imagined having a three-way with them both catering to her desires. She would love to have two men at once, her face serious now, was full of lust, wishful thinking. She pulled the plug from the sink and dried her hands on at tea towel.

Her body was needy, aching for some stimulation. She didn’t make it to the bedroom, just stood there next to the bench and let her hand roam. It slid under the thin fabric of her underwear down past the little tuft of hair to the bump she rubbed and let her fingers circle. She felt the moisture as her pussy tightened, her body was hungry she thought about the two men fucking her, one licking her while the other took her from behind.

Her fingers crept down reaching the warm, wetness, she ran her finger around the opening, teasing herself until she was sore. Letting her hand run smoothly further back she stroked the outside of her butt, pressing on the tight little hole that opened slightly at her touch. In her mind she would get fucked everywhere. Wondering what it would feel like to have them both at once made her hurt for it. She traced her finger back to her pussy and pushed it into herself getting it wet with a few strokes and pulling it out to rub herself again stroking the wetness all around as she went in and out rubbing herself up and down pausing at each end to give herself some relief.

Her clitoris was getting bigger and she needed more, realising she was holding on to the bench she lowered herself onto the cool tiles on the kitchen floor leaning her back against the cupboard door. She let her other hand explore, first feeling her breasts, stroking them one at a time, playing with her erect nipples, wishing she had someone to bite them. She let it sweep over her stomach down into her undies to take care of her throbbing mound, pressing and stroking, now hard her clit pulsed with pleasure. She continued fingering as deeply as she could, rubbing on her g-spot which was soft and smooth now she was so turned on. She knew she could cum at any moment. Both her hands were busy, moving fast, desperately trying to please herself.

She wished the postman would deliver her something right now, maybe he could smell the sex on her and would offer to join in. Ian was his name, she thought about Ian and Peter together both pushing in and out in unison working together to get her to climax. The thought of it was too much her hands started to move faster, the pressure growing. She pinched her hood with two fingers as they rubbed back and forth with the middle finger tickling the protruding hard clit. Her pussy was almost dripping she felt her pussy get wetter as she kept going. She finally worked up to a climax, her head pushed back against the cupboard door. Now she imagined her postie walking in at this moment seeing her on the floor with her hands in her stretched out undies and lifting her up to take her from behind.

“Ohhh mmm” she let out a moan and another one moving her hands with urgency she brought herself to orgasm moaning as her entire body clenched up and jolted with a spasm. She cried put loudly, letting it all go. Relief rushed over her like a warm wave. Snapping back to reality the feeling the coldness of the hard floor beneath her, she felt a little embarrassed about the position she was in.

“Beeeep” the doorbell rang. A deep voice called out to her, “Claire, are you home? I’ve got some mail for you”

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Finding inspiration next door. Wicked Wednesday, Neighbors. 

He asked keenly if I’d written anything today  he loved it when I wrote naughty stories. I  told him that I hadn’t come up with any good ideas yet. Even my toy testing session was uninspiring.

When he mentioned that he would give me some oral pleasure I jumped up quickly to grab the vibrator, and some ice. Lying back on the lounge, in the heat of summer I went back to playing with my toy. 


Lost in my own little world momentarily until he reminded me he really wanted to go down on me, that got my attention. I immediately made room for him and put my toy down. Then he did something really surprising and started using the toy on me, he hadn’t done this often before, not without being asked to and it felt amazing. 


I ran the melting ice over my breasts tracing my curves as he got to work.

He kept going down on me while he used the vibrator to stimulate my g-spot, which he did perfectly, amazingly I actually came. It rushed through me by whole body tensed and I went silent for a moment. It was both wonderful and satisfying. 


He couldn’t believe that I was so quiet as I came.I hardly ever cum through sex alone and he has really struggled to get me to cum at all so it was an achievement for both of us.   


Now I was satisfied, it was his turn. He turned me around on the couch and took me from behind, banging me intently for a few minutes before he told me about a new idea he’d thought of. He suggested, that since it was so hot we might like to take it out on the balcony. Being so late it wasn’t likely anyone would see us over the fence so he led me outside into the moonlit night. 


He gently positioned me, leaning me slightly over the rail, I kept bending over it sticking my bum up for him. Standing close behind me, he pushed himself inside then rode me. Hard and fast, I matched his rhythm pushing myself back into him. I was loving it. We were both making a bit of noise moaning and asking for more I wondered if we’d wake someone up but no lights came on, so I figured we were safe. 


We kept fucking passionately. When he came it was intense, at first he stopped himself holding it in, then he finally let go and allowed himself to have a really long, loud orgasm, there on the decking right next to the neighboring houses.


After we stopped I looked clearly straight ahead to their windows, they were overlooking the yard. They would be able to see and here we were standing together holding each other naked and happy. How could I forget they were just  there? I know he didn’t forget either, he is the exhibitionist out of us but sometimes it’s exciting to share his fantasies.


It will be interesting to know if they saw us. The looks we will get from them will give it away. Maybe they didn’t hear and we’ll have to do it again another day.

Whisper; Erotic Fiction for my first Wicked Wednesday


Whispers in the Club

The music blared so loud near the speaker, I couldn’t hear what was being said so I kept on dancing, in m own little world. When he first came toward me I felt uneasy, thinking not another sleeze. It’d been ages since I went out to let my hair down. I forgot the last time I’d been intimate it was so long ago. I wasn’t here to meet anyone, I only recently divorced. This was my night out, I was free and I’d decided to have fun.

He was moving closer to me, just a foot or so away, trying to make eye contact. I could smell his cologne, it was nice, he was pretty hot too. Fuck it, I figured and turned to him, moving my body sexily the beat. I gave him the eye, we got close enough to each other we were dancing together. His eyes were a gorgeous shade of blue, his angular jaw was handsome with some sexy stubble. He was striking actually, I wonder if he can see properly, why would he dance with me? I wondered.

I forced a smile up at him and stepped to get in sync with his dancing. I sensed the chemistry immediately. Something about him turned me on. The kind of pull that made me want to tear my clothes off. I didn’t think I still had a sex drive but it seemed the flame was being rekindled. By a stranger, in a nightclub. That’s not my style. I’m a school teacher, a mother, I’m supposed to be responsible and make adult decisions.

In that moment it was subconsciously decided, if I get the chance I’m going to fuck this guys brains out. Oh my god, did I really think that? He was looking at me, I think to myself, he can feel it too, it’s like he knows what I was thinking. He lent in toward me and yelled into my ear so I could hear him over the music, “Can I buy you a drink?” I felt his accent and deep voice reverberate into the core of me. I thought I might faint. Would I? With you anytime, I thought but said, “OK.” Not wanting too desperate. He took my hand and led me through the crowd over to the bar to order us both my favourite drink, bourbon and soda. Booths surrounded the bar, covered with black velvet curtains, some tied back to expose the seats.

I wondered about the possibilities. This isn’t like me, I kept chastising myself. I’m usually shy I would never have sex in a public place, but that’s what I was dreaming of. If I had a chance I let him have me and take my undies home as a souvenir. I can’t believe I’d be serious about this, he was talking when I snapped of my fantasy. “You want to sit there?” he said pointing to a booth. It was much quieter over here.

I remembered my friend left dancing and waved to show her I was alright and we went to find a seat. He sat down near me, his shoulder touching mine. I just about moaned, this guy had me horny with only a few words. I was ready him to take me, he had a smirk was imagining me naked, spread-eagle on his bed, like I was dreaming of now. It must be hormones because my head’s already there.

Then it occurred to me, what if he isn’t into me? The way he was smiling told me he at least was a bit interested, in what who knows? I must’ve been nearly panting because he seemed to be able to tell how bad I wanted him to take me. He turned toward me and bent his head down to my ear, I could feel his warm breath as he whispered “Shall I close the curtain?” Did I imagine the suggestive tone in his voice? I wasn’t sure what to do. Surely he wouldn’t want to do it in here. There was people everywhere. We were in public, I couldn’t actually… could I?

He shut the velvet curtain, grinning and said, “You look great,.” I blushed, “you seem tense, is everything OK?” I glanced down, I could see my shoes they were my sexy high heels. I looked up “sure, I’m fine,” I smiled nervously but genuinely. His eyes glistened with the cheekiest smile. He seemed like he was about to kiss me, “do you mind?” he asked, reaching for me, I didn’t answer I started to kiss him passionately. My body magnetised to him. We kissed passionately my skin tingled with the excitement of possibilities.

Desire overtook me with him so close. He put his hand on the back of my head to pull me closer we were both worked up. Our tongues explored one another’s, he touched my side and slowly  its way up to my breast he paused giving me time to stop. I didn’t, I was ready for this. Both our breathing was heavy, he clearly wanted me as much as I yearned for him. This was it and it felt amazing. He groped my breasts, my nipples stiffened under his fingertips through my thin clothes.

He shifted his touch to my thigh to lift my dress. “Can I have you, here, now?” he whispered again in my ear, it tickled and I shivered loving every minute. I guided his hand under my skirt to take off my underwear. He found the spot and rubbed it, gently at first then increasing the pressure until my hips were lifted, wanting more. Fingers slid into my pussy and  out again, stroking my clit before I tilted my pelvis upward so he entered me again.

I undid his jeans, he stood so I could pull them down to free his hard cock. He passed me a condom, I put it on with my mouth. I sucked it for a moment before he bent me over the seat. He pushed himself inside me easily. I was ready, quivering with anticipation. We were in a rush, not just because someone could walk in, we both wanted it. He thrust in and out, more quickly as his dick got harder. I could feel it throbbing, he was about to cum I struggled to keep quiet moaning softly as the pressure rose to a crescendo. He was banging against me with passion and urgency we were both ready. My legs managed to hold me up, shaking and my thighs clench up, I let myself breathe an go with it and. He grabbed my hips and pushed into me with a few groans, I felt him cum as his body jolted.

We were both breathless. I didn’t even know this guy and couldn’t believe what I just did with him or how exciting it was. I straightened my clothes and put my panties back on to finish my drink, my body still quivering I sat down to compose myself. He still had that cheeky grin as he asked my name.




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Note on My First Wicked Wednesday Post

This is my first submission for Wicked Wednesday, a concept I came across ran by Rebel Notes Wicked Wednesday Blog where a prompt is given and either written posts or photographic pieces are linked back to Wicked Wednesday blog via the photo meme above where the other entries will also be posted.

I haven’t written much erotic fiction and I haven’t let anyone see my pretty lame attempts at it, other than my partner. So this is big for me, I’m nervous about sharing this. It’s probably the most explicit thing I’ve written here so far but that’s the idea. It’s also part of my goal to get more involved with the wider blogging community and to try out different writing styles. So here goes, I hope you enjoy.