early weekend morning fantasies

An arm reaching out for me. Hands on my body. Whispers in my ear. Whisperings of a fantasy of inviting the third person to bed with us. This time the man. A chosen man. The whispering continues as the hands touch all corners and curves of my body. We make out. A lot. I love it. Tongues deep into each other. Suddenly you are on your knees showing your big erection asking me to suck you.

Of course, I love sucking you’re cock. At the same time you keep telling me the fantasy. Inviting the chosen man into this sex right now. I can feel him too. If I close my eyes we are all there. The three of us. Making out. Sucking cocks. Licking pussy. Pinching nipples.

Touching and teasing.

Asking for penetration the fantasy continues. Not of just one cock, but of two. Sucking one, fucking one. Taking turns. And then suddenly all relaxed and open and you my darling spread my legs. Wide open. Both of you enter me. Slowly and teasingly at first, letting me feel all sensations like in slow-motion. Then I increase my rhythm to meet you both. I am in your arms. And in the chosen man’s arms.

I feel safe. I feel treasured. I am pleasure!

After my energetic full body orgasms – I open my eyes and kiss you. I thank you for inviting mr chosen to this morning. It feels really good to start doing a threesome like this where you are in charge whispering and taking commands of positions. And this weekend it actually feels like we have had a threesome every morning.

So this fantasy….it soon needs to be taken into reality. It is a wish of mine now.

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Am I looking for an affair?

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The question seemed absurd when it came in a private message. Directed to me. Was I the woman from Ashley Madison looking for an affair?

No, I am not. Not on Ashley Madison. Not looking for an affair. I am here. With my love, Mr S. Not interested in playing on my own. Only intrigued to play with him and others.

Private messages on different places. Email. Kik. Instagram. Wordfeud. And other places. Yes, sometimes (the first time) I usually smile – nice to be seen and appreciated. But then the questions and conversation takes different routes and twists which I didn’t ask for at all. So I wave them off with a good bye and good luck elsewhere.

But who is going to ”heal” these persons?
No, it is not my task. But the world need them to be healed and seen and loved.
Who will do it? And why do they believe the answer lies in having an affair with a married woman?

No, I am not looking for an affair.

I am looking to enhance pleasure. My pleasure.

Stella´s story of the threesome


The e-mail below I found hidden away in my spam folder. An old message from Stella to me. I now know that Stella and Stuart have been in that house a few times more. Where more daring fantasies have taken place. 

I hope you will enjoy this story of Stella´s as much as me. 
/Thelma


”Bye girls, see you next week!”  I shouted as I left the weekly dance class heading for the door. I had just read the message from Stuart saying he was picking me up in the car and was waiting eagerly outside the entrance. His message ended – ”I hope you haven’t changed from your dance attires, let me help you undress…”

I took the stairs with half the amount of steps needed in the highest heels I could dance in, and pulled my coat around my body as I walked passed the young boy in the reception. He did not need to know that I was only half-dressed.

Outside it was still a bit chilly and icy on the ground.  I carefully looked down to see where to place my feet so I wouldn´t slip on my way to the car. I met Stuarts eyes through the glass of the passenger seat´s door before I opened it and jumped in. He pulled me close and kissed me.

”Thanks for picking me up.” I said and buckled up. As my left hand put the seatbelt into the slot, my hand was caressed by someone else. Someone sitting in the seat right behind me. Mr X. He kept his fingers on my hand and then all along my sleeve up to my neck and hair. Pulled his fingers through my hair and gently placed a kiss on my neck. And another one.

Stuart drove us out of town. I understood where he was taking me. Us. All three of us. And I had no idea this was going to happen today. I had been saying it was time for us to meet an extra man, but like this – I was not prepared, and yet I was as prepared as I could be. In less then 10 minutes we parked on the drive way and walked up to the house. Not our house. Just a house that we had the opportunity to use for dates like these. And the owners had left it in our hands just because they wanted us to explore more.

Holding on to one man in each hand I stepped out of the car, let my coat open itself up as the wind touched my body and we walked to the house. Stuart unlocked and I was kissed by mr X as we waited. My coat was thrown off right inside the door. Stuart took my hand and pulled me towards him. His hands all over me and he kissed me deep. At the same time fingers running up and down the seams on my stockings. A well as all along the edge of my sassy dance shorts. Around each thigh. Slow and teasing. Just the way I like it.

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I smiled at Stuart and managed to ask him if he had given mr X any instructions for the afternoon.

”Did I mention slow and teasing to our guest, you mean?” 
Stuart laughed and kissed me again. Then he took us both by the hands and walked us to the bedroom downstairs. It was still not dark outside, but no close neighbours so we let the big windows be open to let the last of the daylight in to the bed. Where I by now had been placed by mr X. He was walking around the bed watching me. Taking in every bit of me. Me, dressed like this. Like half naked. And then something else underneath, that he might still be unaware of. Maybe Stuart hadn’t mentioned the whole fantasy?

Meanwhile Stuart put on a vary familiar song. One of our recent favourites.
”Disco tits” by Tove Lo. 
I stood up and started to move to the song. Mr X and Stuart sat down on the bench at the foot of the bed. Their eyes encouraging me to keep doing what I did, so my body took me through all the moves of the song that I had practised just a little while ago at the dance class. And soon most of my clothes had come off. But not all. I put my right stiletto heel between Stuarts thighs and he assisted in taking it off. The left one met the same procedure between the thighs of mr X. The two men knelt on the floor and offered me the bench. As I sat down they removed my garters and rolled down my stockings as they simultaneously placed kisses from my thighs down to my toes. I leaned back onto the bed in pleasure.

The teasing in slow-motion as they took turns kissing me and undressing the last items were not far from unbearable and maddening. My pussy had a hard on and they still hadn’t touched her. I was in yearning. But no. Still not getting what I wanted. First they had other plans. My part was to play along with them, they assured me that if I just waited and enjoyed the teasing and the slowness my pleasure would be my treasure.

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A good two hours later we got dressed and stopped to kiss and hug all together and two and two. And all together again. Stuart took us by our hands and led us to the corner or the room, hugged us tighter and pointed at the small camera overlooking the room.

”Chris and Charlie – I hope you are pleased with our afternoon show. Thanks again for letting us use your house today. We will come back.”

Mr X started laughing and I giggled as I blushed. We had no idea the owners of the house were watching us. It gave the afternoon session an extra lift. And a few more fantasies starting playing in my naughty mind.

/hugs from me,
Stella


No person, relation or likewise came to any harm at the sharing of this story. Neither before, during or afterwards. If all of the above is a fantasy, reality or other is irrelevant. What the words mean to you and your relation is the only thing that matters. 

Mischievous Lilly

I saw her in the corner of my eye. Her curly hair in a loose knot, with some unruly curls surrounding her pretty face. Lips in bright red lipstick and that smile that can make anyone melt. She was on her way to the dance floor, hand in hand with a woman almost as tall as Lilly herself. They smiled and held hands on the dance floor and I could see that they really enjoyed dancing together. On a bar stool close to the dance floor I saw Lilly´s husband. Mr Tall. I saw his smile and how he was flirting with his love, Lilly. I saw him treasure this moment and a thought came to my mind. A naughty thought.

I sent a new message to my husband asking him to join me shortly at the bar. An emoji was the reply that came back. Plus a note saying: ”Yes, mrs Pleasure!”

I went out to to the dance floor and let my body move to the rhythms. Quite soon a smile was on my lips too and my eyes searched for mr Tall´s gaze. As soon as I found his eyes checking out my curves I slowly walked to him in the bar. He had no clue who I was. I took a few dance steps right in front of him and leaned over the bar and ordered a drink. I could feel his eyes lingering on my body.  Shortly after I felt a hand on my ass. Someone stroke me along my back up to my curls. As I turned around with a smile I met Mr Tall´s eyes first, and then my husband’s eyes.

I kissed my husband and then introduced me and mr S to Mr Tall. The two men started talking so I took off for the dance floor again. Moving myself closer and closer to Lilly and her mysterious woman. Their moves on the floor brought more happy eyes and smiles than just mine and the two men I just left at the bar. Lilly was teasing the woman with all her body parts, and kissed her right there. In the middle of the dance floor. She looked up, saw me, grabbed my wrist and pulled me into a hug and kisses on the cheeks. She then leaned over to the woman and whispered in her ear.

The other quite tall woman smiled at me and said hello as she took my hand and kissed it. Still dancing. Not letting the rhythms out of her body. I let myself be pulled in between them. Lilly dancing just behind me and the other woman in front of me. And it was a very erotic experience. Sometimes we were all moving as one, and sometimes we met each others eyes. Kisses were extended and long strokes of gentle fingers up and down our backs, along our hips and carefully from the hips and upwards passing the outside of the breasts, just having a feeling of how they would feel like to touch naked.
Her name was Eva. Or so she said.

The three of us reluctantly left the dance floor to get some drinks. And to meet up with the men still sitting in the bar watching our erotic show. Mr Tall kissed Lilly, who kissed Eva, while I kissed mr S and looked at the four very handsome and horny persons in front of me. Mr S, Mr Tall, Lilly and Eva.
I leaned forward and asked them all if they would like to go somewhere not so crowded.
Mr S knew immediately and took up the key to our suite at the hotel close by and dangled it in from of us all. Eva was first to say yes. Then Lilly and mr Tall nodded.

As we walked the short distance to our hotel room I whispered to mr S:
”- I could never have imagined in my wildest dreams that we would meet someone we knew while on this weekend trip to Prague. That the drink we would have in a bar would end up dancing, drinking and getting horny and turned on by two other women. Not in my wildest dreams even”, I said.
He laughed and answered:
” – And the night is still young, and this is our first night here, with two more to go. I love you, let’s get you all wild and crazy!”

Pretty soon we were all naked in our room. We were all kissing again, touching each other. Moaning and giggling. Laughing and teasing. Every one on every one. Until I asked if I could initiate an evening where we all took turns in pleasing one at a time. All four on  one person at a time. Mr S took our blindfold and carefully put it on Eva first.

We spent at least 30 minutes of undivided attention to all participants. By undivided I mean that the rest of us only used all our energies towards the person with the blindfold. No fingering, touching, kissing or anything on anyone else during the undivided attention. And I was last to get the attention. We had now been playing for more than 2 hours and my body was all vibrating as usual. It was so filled with energies that mr S ordered me to lay on top of him and that the rest would let my kundalini loose by stroking from my ass up to my curls along my back. The orgasm that started then and there kept going for the rest of the night. I was in bliss. Hands all over me. Fingers and tongues teasing me. Hands being a bit rougher at times and then softer. Back and forth. As if the orgasms and the touches were synchronised like waves reaching the shore and pulling back.

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If the night was over after that? No, that’s just when the fucking started.
Two well equipped men with great stamina and lust, and three hot and horny women not getting enough of each other. Licking, sucking, fingering, penetrating, doubling, moaning, giggling and then sleeping.

Mr S woke up happy.  He saw all our clothes all over the floor and arm chairs, he also saw me smiling in my dreams beside him. On the other side of the room in the comfy sofa bed he could spot three heads. He took out the blindfolds again. Three of them. Put them carefully on the three sleeping women. Gently woke up mr Tall and told him about the plan (the original plan that was about to unfold) as he went to the door to let the new guests arrive.

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No person, relation or likewise came to any harm at the sharing of this story. Neither before, during or afterwards. If all of the above is a fantasy, reality or other is irrelevant. What the words mean to you and your relation is the only thing that matters. 

2019 – new wishes and stars aligned for us

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Will you share some with us?

We would like to explore more with an extra man. Maybe someone who really, really is bi-curious or more. Or just the right mr Chosen for us.

We would also like to meet with more women. A bi-curious woman for us two. And maybe two women at the same time too. Most probably will you be bi-sexual.

Yes, fancy sex parties are definitely a yes from us!

Couples – mr S is so interested in meeting the right couple.
The right one for us.
Or the good enough ones perhaps.
There is so much more going on within a couple, and I find it difficult to find the right energies that suits me. Where I can feel safe enough to let go and explore.
So, let’s meet and then decide if and HOW to proceed. For Mr S´s pleasure and wish. And mine too…even if might be a bit scared of admitting just that 😉

Contact us, send us a love letter or an email.

a dream….come true?

”I sat in the bar. Waiting for my drink. Waiting for my men. My husband. And a lover. I felt a hand on my back. Fingertips running up along my spine as I turned around and met his eyes. We kissed. A soft kiss. He smiled and left me in the bar.

My drink was served with a smile form the bartender. She seemed to be flirting with me. I felt a presence next to me and a hand placed on my thigh. A soft squeeze as I turned to meet the eyes. Again a soft kiss on my lips. He smiled and nodded towards the sofa in the corner. He took my hand and led me to the dimly lit corner. I sat down next to him. He put his arm around my shoulders and kept me warm.

In the corner of my eye I saw the other man entering the bar again. He spotted us and with 2 drinks in his hand he sat down. Next to me on my other side. His hand resting on my thigh. Me in the middle.

Drinks on the table and all I could think of was that I didn’t want their hands to leave my body. I stood up and held them both by the hands. One in each. Walking towards the elevator. Waiting impatiently. Finally inside I turned to face one of them to meet the soft kissing again. The other man very close from behind with both hands on my body. Kissing me on my neck.

Four hands on my body as we walked the corridor to the hotel room. Four hands with soft, teasing touches. And four eyes all on me. I opened the door and let them take the lead into the room. Slowly unzipping my dress and opening my bra……

Thelma, I will tell you more. But for now, I must rush off to work.

xx,
Lilly”


I smiled and showed the email to mr S. He sat down in the sofa next to me, read it and then kissed me just beneath my ear. And as we slowly made love in the living room, he whispered the possible continuation of Lilly´s dream in my ear.

Undressing.
Kissing.
Touching.
Massaging.
Licking.
Kissing.
Teasing.
Sucking.
Pleasure.
Blindfold.
Penetrations.
Orgasms.

An extra man

”We are sexting with a man. A man with an open mind. A man who think we are a very hot couple. I keep an open mind too. He asks us for inspiration before our upcoming sex date. I send him some of the pictures below. He had to take the rest of the day off work. Couldn’t focus ;-). I wonder what would have happened had I dared to send a few more pictures. Pictures of the men also enjoying each others bodies?

See you next month Thelma, 
all the best,
Stuart”


No person, relation or likewise came to any harm at the sharing of this story. Neither before, during or afterwards. If all of the above is a fantasy, reality or other is irrelevant. What the words mean to you and your relation is the only thing that matters. 

 

To be a queen or not to be a queen

Stella and Stuart arrived a few minutes early to their session. I had left the door open to them and gone to the kitchen. I saw them come in through the door, he took her coat and put it on a hanger for her. She took his face in her hands and kissed him gently as a thank you. As they walked to the sofa they held hands. They hadn’t noticed me. And yet they were all quiet and still together. A calmness around them that was new to me. It intrigued me and made me hurry up with the glasses and a jug of cold water. 

As we said our hello and hugged for a moment I could also sense the calmness. Which made me jump right into the conversation. 

”- So who wants to start telling me what is happening in your lives at the moment? I can both see and feel a new sensation of calmness around you. Tell me what decisions you have made these past days or weeks.” I leaned back into my chair as Stella started to speak.

”- Oh, nothing of importance really, I´d say.” Stella was a bit hesitant. Last time we hade a session, it was only her and me present. Not Stuart. She bit her lip and fiddled with her wedding ring. 
Stuart broke the short silence instead.
”- Oh, come on, Stella. A lot has happened.  I believe that these past 4 weeks have been a huge learning phase for us. For each of us as individuals, and for us and we, as a team. We have had a few experiences that we should tell you about I guess”, he added. ”First we decided upon going to a sex party here in the city. It was organized by a few people whom we have met briefly at a club once and they were keen to have us as guests at this masquerade with +80 guests. Then we also decided to ask our friend Jessica, our unicorn, to come along. Everyone was keen to do so.  As we got nearer to the actual party date, Jessica asked for a lunch date on her own with Stella. So that they could talk about costumes etc. What really happened was that Jessica was nervous that things hadn´t ended well last time, so she wanted to see if everything was ok between her and Stella. Which I thought was perfect because Stella has had an issue with Jessica since last time. At the lunch date it turned out that they very briefly touched that subject. And then spent time sharing photos and ideas for the costumes that Stella was going to make.” Stuart moved closer to Stella and took a pause. 

”-When I was sitting there in the restaurant I had no feelings at all inside me. Not a single thing to give me any information from within. It was not like I was numb to feelings. They were not just there at all. A signal I read as a ”go ahead”-signal. ”Let’s go ahead with the costumes and the other preparations for the party.” So I did. I had a week of joy and felt really happy to make all three costumes. I sent pictures of the progress. I was really in a good mood. Maybe because Jessica had an idea that I would dress like the queen and she and Stuart as my slaves. So we did. Other guests admired us and I felt safe and secure as the queen. I left Jessica alone with Stuart upon arrival as I had to go to the ladies room. I felt nothing but brave and happy seeing them hug. Seeing Stuart holding on to Jessica as she appeared to be a bit shy. It was more an act of kindness and generosity from me to her.” She stopped and looked at Stuart. 

He continued. 
”- I could see the love in your eyes towards us both.It made me happy, just as the week had. It made me feel like I was your king, not your slave.When you returned to us and we found the little sofa it felt so nice to have you in the middle of us, your slaves on each side. You were the most beautiful woman in the room. I felt like we were all three of us really magnificent together. As we started touching each other and kissing each other, things started to heat up.Jessica was first to start moaning. Then I remember you asked me if I wanted to sit in the middle. I don’t know why I didn’t jump at your question and made it happen. ”

”- Shortly after I asked you that question, Jessica leaned over and looked at your erection. Telling me that someone needs to sit on it. My response was ”No, not yet.”, but Jessica would not listen. She kept asking me a few more times, then she started to move towards you. She asked you to get a condom and off you went. She sat down on your place in the sofa and asked me again if she could ride you and why I couldn’t let her be penetrated by you. She would just like to sit on your cock she said. She was nowhere near listening to me. The only thing she sensed was that I was not ok with it at the moment. And she barely promised that she would ride you for a short while. So when you came back with the condom already on, I held on to you and told you too that this was only going to happen for a very short while. Before you had a chance to respond I was kissing you, holding you tight and she mounted the cock. 
At that moment everything went dead. Inside me. Nothing felt erotic or sexy or a tiny bit exciting. Just a big, fucking nothingness inside me. Not even a sting of jealousy.
Then an anger appeared – I had used my voice. I had said NO. Yet here we were. And I didn’t like it. You felt it and I have no clue if Jessica did. She rode you shortly, and then left to meet up with the guy next to us. A new friend of ours. Thank god he was there to take care of her horniness the rest of the evening. The three of us got together two more times during the party. And the first time I spoke and told Jessica of my fears. But I didn’t tell her of my anger of her not accepting my NO, nor did I tell her about my experience of the nothingness. 

Looking back at the party and all preparations before and everything. I am really happy we went, I wouldn’t have wanted to miss all of this. My only regret is that I was not listened to. And that situation needs to be talked about before we can even plan a new undressed date. I am not ok with meeting her if she cannot listen and accept others. Everybody else at the party know that it is the slowest person you need to wait upon. You cannot rush sex. Yet she did. And the saddest thing might be that she is totally unaware of this. Not at all intelligent in relations between persons.” Stella looks at me and asks:
”- Jessica is constantly showing up in my thoughts, and I have not invited her to come. I do not want her there cause she takes so much energy from me. Energy I want to use for me and us, the we, me and Stuart. I am trying to ”park” her somewhere around the corner in my mind so that she will not pop up. But it is so hard. Please Thelma, help me with some good advice on this.”

Stuart is hugging Stella close as she leans back into his arms. He is strong and at the same time perplexed. I can see that he believes that the best he can do is hug Stella and make her feel safe that way. He seems like he hasn’t got a clue what to say and when. I decide that my advice will include them both.

The advice for Stella is to write about everything that has happened. Also to keep writing whenever Jessica comes visiting her thoughts. Write it down as a way to ”park” her out of her system.
The advice for Stuart is twofold –
1. to let Stella know that he can see and hear that she is in a difficult situation that is tough for her while still using the hugs as a way to calm Stella´s nervous system.
2. to give Stella new experiences and memories that themselves take place in her system and thereby eases the grip of the amount of thoughts of Jessica that can show up. 

My last advice is to them both. 
Plan a meeting or a dinner with Jessica within three months. Not sooner than 2 months nor later than 3 months. Create a distance to the event, yet not too far away. 

I bid them goodbye and leave for the kitchen. Again leaving them on their own a while before leaving my session. I believe that the calmness they came with can return to them while I leave them. Seeing them through the doorway a few minutes later, I can sense their calmness returning. Slowly.

 

 


No person, relation or likewise came to any harm at the sharing of this story. Neither before, during or afterwards. If all of the above is a fantasy, reality or other is irrelevant. What the words mean to you and your relation is the only thing that matters. 

 

the blow job dream

Waking up from last nights dream, a dream of finding mr S in a bar, sitting on a bar stool. All dressed up and smiling at me at he catches my eye. Mr S sitting in the bar together with a bunch of other men. All of them sitting on bar stools, leaning back onto the bar and smiling. All of them.

As a walk closer and turn the corner of the bar I see why they are smiling. Kneeling before them each is a woman giving them oral pleasure. Blow jobs.

The women are dressed in short sexy skirts and from what I can see they are working hard at the cocks. Moaning from the men and mr S as he reaches for my hand to pull me closer. I giggle and laugh at the unexpected scene.

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I kiss him and grip his hard cock around the shaft. The woman at his cock looks up at me and we smile at each other. I bend over and join her in the sucking of mr S´s big cock. I feel hands on my ass, and someone helps mr S pulling my panties down from under my skirt.

The man sitting next to us gently touches the inside of my thighs as mr S pulls me up to kiss me. I climb up onto mr S´s hard on and starts riding him there in the bar. In front of all the other men and women giving or receiving blow jobs.

I ride him slow and fast, then slow again. The speed gets faster and faster as my moaning increases and soon I am in orgasm heaven. Again. Mr S reaches climax when I reach my third orgasm and we kiss and laugh together.

Cheers, rounds of applause and smiles all over as we make our way out of the bar.


No person, relation or likewise came to any harm at the sharing of this story. Neither before, during or afterwards. If all of the above is a fantasy, reality or other is irrelevant. What the words mean to you and your relation is the only thing that matters. 

 

a year of magical fucks

Last year, almost exactly on this day, mr S created an account for us on an adult site. BC or Body contact or the Boat club as some users refer it too. Most of the accounts are based in Sweden. And some additional from neighboring countries.

The last year we have also started having our daily magical fucks. Yes daily. The last 379 days we have had at least one magical fuck a day.
We are not including 4 days when we’ve been apart from each other. 
At least one magical fuck a day – yes that is how it has been. Some days we have had a lot more sex than one fuck. And other days have had ”just” one.

Sex for us is always some penetration of one of us and at least one of us has an orgasm. Mostly me, Thelma. And I do not mind them at all. The fucks and the orgasms.

As I write this I want to thank all the contacts we have met from BC. Every meeting has been special. Both the meeting as well as the process before and after. Thank you all for being who you are!

At the moment I also want to share that we have a lot going on….trying on costumes for an upcoming sex-event with approx 60 participants, chatting with a few single, bisexual men. And Thelma is having a lunch date with one of the unicorns on her own later this week.

Do you want to be like Thelma and mr S?
Then all you have to be is more of yourself!

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