Between my day job and my night job (where I was promoted and am working a lot more), I just haven’t had much free time to catch my thoughts, let alone write.

I’ve had a couple of adventures, so hopefully I get some time to write about them soon.

Miss you all and talk to you more soon.

Sorry no story post this week. My sex life has been non-existent since my encounter with Blake. And sorry that I haven’t been around much on Twitter, etc. Between trying to get end of the year things done for the day job and working a lot of holiday parties at the day job, I haven’t had much free time. Hopefully, things will be back to normal soon.

Love,

Amy

When his two songs were up, he walked back to our table with a big smile on his face. His smile got even bigger as I whispered into his ear, “I want to give you a private lap dance.”

For the rest of the night I took notes as the girls danced on the stage and front of us and studied their moves as they gave their lap dances in the chairs in the edge of the room. I had given my share of lap dances before, but I wanted this one to be just like the action that I was seeing around in the room, not just me stumbling around and making awkward moves as I took off my clothes.

But things were awkward and I did stumble at first. My blood alcohol content was starting to drop and so did my self-confidence. He wasn’t looking at me the way, he looked at her, the way his eyes followed her around the club with pure lust until she stopped at our table.

I couldn’t blame him. I found myself starring at the same brunette. She wasn’t the kind of girl that I usually liked. Her tits were about the same size as mine, but mine are real and hers were fake. Plus there was her very fake tan. But the way she moved, even when she was just walking around the club screamed sexy. I imagined her tiny black bikini on the floor of my bedroom, I could only imagine the things that she could teach me.

As I pulled off my sweater, I imagined I was her. I had a feeling that he was imagining the same thing.

I don’t usually act like someone else in the bedroom, but as I danced around at the edge of the bed, I started to lose my inhibitions. I stopped caring that I wasn’t 110 pounds and didn’t have the perfectly toned body like the dancer.

I peeled off my tight jeans, dancing my way out of them until I was wearing just my red snowflake bra and matching thong. It wasn’t as revealing as her skimpy black bikini, but it got his attention.

However, I wasn’t feeling it completely just yet. Before I went any further, I turned on my stereo. The song the came on was perfect. It was “Dancing In The Dark.” Normally, if this song came on I would’ve changed the station. But that night, I closed my eyes and moved to the beat, letting my hands slide all over my body, caressing my ample curves and sliding between my legs.

I pushed him on to his back, then climbed on to the bed and crawled my way to him, sliding my mouth right past the crotch of his jeans. It was exactly how I had seen Candi perform the move earlier.

“I want you so bad.”

“Not yet.”

I positioned myself on top of his lap and started to move my hips to the beat. He looked up at me, but he wasn’t giving me the look that I wanted yet.

“I think these are in the way.” I said as I undid his belt and started to work on his jeans. It didn’t even sound like me. My voice was full of lust and sexuality.

I climbed back on top of him, only the thin nylon and spandex fabric of my thong and the cotton fabric of his boxers separating us.

I could feel his cock coming to life as I moved my hips. When I started to move with my whole body, he looked up at me and gave me the look that I wanted.

Feeling his cock press up against me, even through the fabrics turned me on. I could feel myself becoming wet and I couldn’t stop myself from letting out some soft moans.

He was completely hard now and I enjoyed slowly sliding myself up and down his long shaft. I couldn’t resist reaching down and rubbing my hand against his shaft. She never made a move like that with him that night, but I imagined if she was alone with him, she would be doing the same thing.

I rubbed myself against his head, his cock straining to burst out through the fabrics and into my wet pussy.

I started to bounce up and down on his cock. I hadn’t had this much fun with my clothes on in years.

Until now his hands had mostly been on my hips, now they ventured up my tits. He squeezed them and caressed them as I rubbed myself against his cock.

I was beyond turned on now and was planning to get rid of our barriers of clothing. However, before I had a chance to change the subject, he spoke up. “Turn around, I want to see that ass again.”

I smiled as I turned around, giving him the same naughty grin that she gave him an hour earlier.

I started to move my body again to the music, it was a new song now that had a slower beat but a louder drum. I went slow at first, matching the beat and rubbing my pussy, then my ass against his cock. However, soon I was using more and more force, my ass was bouncing up and down in front of him. I felt like a stripper, giving a performance that he wouldn’t forget.

We were both breathing heavy now. I was starting to sweat. It was my new favorite calorie burning exercise.

I was lost in the moment, moving my body to the song, imagining that I was her. And then I felt a warm wetness between my legs that wasn’t from me.

I turned around and was greeted with a smile. “I didn’t mean for that to happen.”

“I’ll take it to mean that you liked it.”

“Oh yeah.”

“Just so you know, we’re not done for tonight.”

“I was hoping you would say that.”

So what happened last night? I’ll give you just a sneak peek, you’ll have to wait for Thursday for all of the details.  Last night was the company holiday party for the restaurant where I work. The party was intoxicating, restaurant people know how to party. However, the real fun came later in the night when a group of us ended up in a strip club. I was mostly a viewer there, but it definitely warmed up for even later that night when it was just me and Blake at my place.

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“Come find me. At the library.” I sent the text message and my heart started to beat fast.

“What? Why?” It wasn’t the text message response that I was expecting back from Luke.

“Taking my panties off.”

“On my way.”

I looked around the shelves of books in the basement of the library. At eleven o’clock on a Friday night, most of the other students were at keg parties or heading to one of the bars in town. Unfortunately, I had a major paper due on Monday and was going to spend most of the weekend in the library or in front of my computer.

I listened for a moment and the only sounds I heard was coming from the air ducts. I looked up and down the aisles, then with as little movement as possible, I slid off my orange thong and hid it in my messenger bag. I pulled my skirt back into place, then looked around again.

Over the previous three years, I had knocked off most of the places on my college sex bucket list, especially with the help of Luke. The library was one place that was still on the list.

During most visits to the library, I spent most of my time on the upper two floors of the library. I only ventured to the basement when I had to. During the day it felt lonely, at night it almost creepy. It was filled with nothing but old books for rows and rows. It was also littered with perfect spots where no one would find us. I was sitting at a desk in one of those perfect spots, nervously waiting for Luke to appear.

“Where are you?” He must have ran to the library, I wasn’t expecting him so soon.

“In the basement.”

A minute later, I saw him peeking down the aisle and spotted me. He gave me a very naughty grin as he walked down the aisle towards me.

“Thanks for coming.” I said softly.

“It wasn’t a tough decision. Stand around at Mark’s drinking or come here and fuck your brains out.” His smile went from ear to ear.

“I just couldn’t concentrate. I needed some of you know what, before I could go back to working on this stupid paper.”

He kissed me and pushed me against one of the shelves. I felt book corners poking into my back and soon I felt his hard cock poking against my waist.

His lips let down my neck and his hands cupped my tits through the fabric of my sweater. I looked around us for any signs of another person. My heart was pounding. I was worried about getting caught, but so excited to do this.

He undid his belt, then I took over. I undid the button of his jeans and unzipped them. It was my turn to smile as I reached into his boxers and pulled out his cock. I stroked his cock, feeling it become warmer and harder in my hand.

“Suck me?”

“I was thinking more of a quickie. I mean this is a pretty remote spot, but I don’t want to get caught.”

“I promise you that I’ll cum quicker if you give me head first.”

“Okay.” I said as I started to slide to my knees in front of him. “Just don’t come too quick.” I said with a smirk.

I skipped the teasing and went straight to opening my mouth for him. I couldn’t get enough of his cock, in my mouth, in my pussy and of course in my ass.

I wrapped my lips tightly around him and slid them down on his shaft. I felt his cock fill my mouth and I couldn’t believe what I was doing. If we were caught, I wouldn’t know how I would explain being expelled to my parents. However, there was no way that I was going to stop now.

I licked the tip of his cock and looked up at him. He smiled down at me as my tongue ran around the edges of his very hard head.

I took him in my mouth again, this time letting him fill more of my mouth. I didn’t hold back, I slid my lips up and down his cock, sliding them as far as I could go.

“I love your mouth.”

“We’re just getting started.”

I stood up and led him a few feet to the desk. I bent over the desk, opened my legs and he knew exactly what to do next. He pushed up my denim skirt to my waste and I felt him squeeze my bare ass.

I hoped they didn’t have cameras down here. That was the only thing that I didn’t think off. It was too late now.

He rubbed his cock against my pussy, then I guided him inside of me. It took a few thrusts to get the right positions, but soon we were in the perfect position for his cock to deep inside of me.

He held my hip and started to thrust into me. I closed my eyes and imagined the view from a security camera watching us. If there was any cameras that could see us, hopefully they were enjoying the view too much to interrupt us.

I calculated the minutes passing by in my head. I wanted him to cum, it was safe to say I could cross the library off my bucket list now, but it felt so good that I didn’t want him ever to stop.

He started to fuck me so hard that each thrust shook my whole body and the desk beneath me. There were sounds of bare skin impacting and the desk shaking, but I stopped worrying about getting caught.

His thrust became more powerful and faster. I wanted to moan, but I did everything I could to control my animal noises.

His hands reached into my sweater and found my bra. His hands squeezed them as he pounded my pussy.

Suddenly, he pulled his hands out of my sweater and slowed to a stop.

I looked back at him. “Is there someone?” I asked ready to grab my stuff and make a run for it.

“Nope.” He let out another smile. “I’m going to fuck your ass.”

“Oh are you?”

“Yes.” He said as he pushed me back down on the desk.

He pushed my ass cheeks apart and put his cock directly in between them.

“Now, isn’t the time for teasing.” I said as he rubbed his cock against my asshole.

He angled his cock and I felt it press against my opening. He didn’t give me a chance to get nervous or to relax. He pushed himself into my asshole without any hesitation.

I bit my lips and tightly wrapped my hands around the edge of the desk. It hurt so much that my eyes started to water, but I was looking forward to what I would feel next.

Soon, the pain was replaced by pleasure. His cock sliding through my asshole filled my whole body with pleasure. “Oh yeah.” I said softly as his thrusts became more and more powerful.

“How does that feel?”

“Fucking awesome.”

“Good.”

“I want you to cum.”

“I will.”

“Hurry. I don’t want to get caught. Cum in my ass.”

He kept going at full steam. I was starting to get really nervous. I wanted to look around to make sure no one was near us. However, from my position pinned on the desk, all I could see was the grain of the wood. It felt good, but I was so nervous that I wasn’t really enjoying it as much.

“Cum inside of my ass. Please.” I pleaded.

He gave me handful of wild thrusts then gave me what I wanted. He pushed his cock deep inside of me and I felt his warm liquid filling my ass.

I couldn’t believe what we had just done. I couldn’t believe that we were going to get away with it.

He pulled out of my ass and we looked at each other with grins. I’d had some wild experiences with him, but this was near the top of the list.

He had already fixed his jeans and redid his belt before I came out of my trance and remembered where we were.

I quickly fixed my sweater and pulled down my skirt. I didn’t put my panties back on. I just picked up the books that I needed and followed Luke to the stairs.

Friday nights weren’t busy at the library, but there were still people I knew on the main floor. I felt like such a slut talking to them after what I had just done a floor below, wearing no panties and with his cum deposited deep inside of my ass.

I didn’t relax until I checked out my books and was heading towards the front door. I kept waiting for a security guard to come out and yell. “That’s her.”

Blake: One of my bosses at the night job. He had a good chance of being my friends with benefits, but one Friday he wanted to meet me at my apartment after work. I told him no and he took it out on me at work. You may have seen some drunken tweets about that the following Saturday evening, where I may have called all men jerks. I apologize, he was just getting under my nerves with his childish behavior. He’s not completely back on my good side, but he may end up there again, so I decided to include him in this roundup.

Brian: I have a thing for guys whose name start with B and who are my bosses. Brian is my boss at my day job. After months and months of flirting, our relationship has taken a turn towards sexual. If it were up to me, we’d be having sex all of the time. However, he just separated from his wife, and I’m not sure what he’s looking for, if anything.

Scott: He’s the wildcard right now. I really think that he could be one of my great lovers of all time. The sex is amazing, he knows how to handle a woman like me. However, he’s always out of time. Always. I haven’t seen him for almost a month now.

Hopefully that helps with some of the backstory. Might have to do this again with some other aspect of my life if you guys/gals find it helpful.

I was behind in my work, mainly because for the last week and a half, I’ve been unable to focus on anything other than him. While most of my coworkers were busy shopping or sleeping off Thanksgiving dinner, last Friday I decided to head into work for a couple of hours to catch up. It was my day off, but I didn’t have anything to do until five when I started my shift at the restaurant.

I was one of three people in the building, neither of the other two were in my department so I had nothing but piece and quiet. For the first hour I was the most productive that I had been in weeks, then there was a knock on my cubicle wall.

I looked up and saw him smiling down on me. “I had a feeling you would be here today.”

“Really?”

“Not really until after I saw your car in the parking lot.” He said sarcastically.

“You are too silly.”

“I know. But really what are you doing here?”

“I’m trying to get caught up on some of the projects that are due before the end of the month.”

“You didn’t have to come in today to do them.”

“I know, but I’m behind.”

“Why are you so behind on things?” He was trying to act boss like, but I caught him looking down my tank top, not that I did anything to stop him.

“You want to know the truth?”

“Yeah, maybe I could help ease your work load.”

“I don’t know if you can really help with this problem.”

“What is it?”

“It’s you.”

“Oh.” He said as he looked around the office to make sure we were alone.

“I’m not falling for you or anything like that.” I lied. “I know it was just for fun. But you have to give a girl an idea of whether you liked it or not.”

“I think it was pretty clear that I liked it by my reaction.”

“Don’t get me wrong, I really loved that reaction. Really loved it. However, after that night I had no idea what you were thinking.”

“I wouldn’t mind having you do that again.”

“Here?” I pushed my chair away from my desk and smiled.

“Yeah, I don’t think there’s anyone else on this floor?”

“You know I can do more than suck cock?”

“Let’s start with you sucking my cock and we’ll go from there.”

“Okay.”

He undid his belt and I couldn’t believe what I was about to do in my cubicle. I had imagined giving him a blowjob at his desk. I never fantasized about giving him a blowjob in my cubicle.

He unbuttoned his khakis, then pushed them down. He pushed his boxers down and revealed his cock. Blood was starting to flow to it, but it was still pointing towards the ground. I knew what to do to handle that problem.

I reached out and gently gripped it with my hand, feeling the soft skin and it’s warmth. I couldn’t believe I was fooling around with him in my cubicle, to we’re fooling around in my office and if we get caught, we could get fired. However, that didn’t stop me from slowly stroking it.

My hand was soon joined by my tongue. I ran my tongue up and down the bottom side of his shaft, watching and feeling it quickly becoming stronger. I ran my tongue around his head and felt it thicken. I could feel my thong starting to become damp and he hadn’t even touched me yet.

His cock was pointing at me as I leaned forward in my chair, opened my mouth and slid my lips down his shaft. I went slow at first, taking the time to enjoy the feeling of his cock sliding through my lips.

I was reaching for my glasses when he said, “No, don’t take those off.” It made me jump back a little like I was in trouble. “But, how about you show me your boobs.”

“You’re the boss.” I said then pulled the spaghetti straps of my tank and straps off my bra down my shoulders then off of my arms. He watched intensely as I pulled down the cups of my bra. He starred as I fondled myself for him. He reached out and squeezed my tits and I thought I was going melt right into my chair.

I leaned forward and my mouth found his cock again. This time I wasn’t so casual about the way I took it on. I was determined to show him what I could do with my mouth. I made sure that he got the full effect as I attacked it from different angle and worked it with my tongue.

I leaned further forward and slid my my lips to almost the base of shaft, taking him into my throat.

“Wow, Amy.” He said as I slid my lips off his cock so I could breathe.

Soon, I went back to work. I worshiped his cock, sliding my lips all over it, using my tongue as much as I could. I bobbed my head up and down him, racing my lips up and down him as quick as I could. I deep throated him as often as I could. I rubbed his cock against the soft flesh of my tits. I wanted this to be a blowjob that made his wife’s blowjobs look boring.

“Oh, Amy.” He grunted.

“Not yet. I want you to fuck me.”

“Okay.”

I jumped out of my chair and pushed off my sneakers, then peeled off my jeans and thong as quick as I could. I didn’t want him to have enough time to have second thoughts.

I sat on the edge of my desk as he wrestled his way out of his pants. There was no going back now. We were both half naked, if someone came into our office, there was no way that we would have enough time to get dressed again. Yet, somehow I didn’t care too much.

He positioned himself between my legs and we kissed as his hard cock rubbed against me. I thought about all of the other things that I had done on this desk and none of them would ever compare to this.

I felt him place his hardness against the opening off my soft and very wet lips. He held my hips and pushed inside of me. He felt perfect inside of me.

At first we made out more than anything else. His lips battled mine as our tongues pushed into each others mouth. I don’t think I’ll ever forget the way his mouth tasted of coffee.

I couldn’t resist shaking my hips and feeling his cock move around inside of me. I let out a moan, “Oh, yeah.” I repeated it over and over as he started to gently fuck me.

My “oh yeah’s” turned into “oh” as he became more powerful, thrusting harder and quicker inside of me. I knew that I should’ve tried to be quieter, but I couldn’t control myself. It just felt so good that it overwhelmed my practical thinking.

I had a big grin on my face as he fucked me. I couldn’t believe that he was inside of me. I couldn’t believe that we were fucking in my office, on top of my desk. I knew this had to be a quickie, but I wanted it to last forever. This was better than any of my fantasies. He looked so serious, but I could tell he was enjoying it.

He had me lay back on to my desk. I didn’t care about what mess we were making. He pushed my legs apart and pushed deeper inside of me. His thrusts were harder now, faster now. It was raw lust and it had taken over both of us.

“I want you to cum.”

“I’m getting close.”

“I want you to cum inside of me.” I wanted to be his cum slut. I wanted him to deposit his fluids inside of me.

“Holy fuck Amy, you’re something else.” He said as he his thrusting became sloppy and out of control. Seconds later he pushed deep inside of me and let go. “Amy.” He moaned as his hot liquid flowed into me, filling me with his cum. Never had cum flowing into me felt so good.

“Are you on the pill?” He said as he pulled out me, cum dripping off of the tip of his cock.

“Yeah, but I think you’re supposed to ask the girl that before cum inside of her.”

“Good, because I want to do that again sometime.”

“I’d like that.”

“But now I’m thinking we should probably get dressed.”

With some of my down time, I started work on my next mini-ebook. This one takes a look back at my first double penetration and some of the events leading up to it. I’ve written about it before, but this time I re-wrote everything and am giving a more in-depth look at the encounters. I think you’ll enjoy it.

Anyways, I just wanted to say thank you to everyone that reads my blog. I wanted to say thank you to everyone that leaves comments. Thank you for all of the support on Amazon and Smashwords. Thank you to everyone that hangs out with me on Twitter and Formspring. I’ve had a lot of fun writing and being a part of this online community, it wouldn’t be any fun without all of you ladies and gents.

A Little Background On The Story
I know and understand that most woman and probably most men look down on women like me, women that have cravings for sex that just can’t be satisfied by one cock. However, it’s an urge that I just can’t resist. For the past couple of years I’ve been trying to resist that urge, but this past Halloween weekend that urge overwhelmed me and took me over. I think it’s for the better. I think it’s brought back the Amy that wasn’t afraid of her lusts and desires, wasn’t afraid chase of the guy(s) that she wanted and wasn’t afraid to have the sex that wasn’t considered acceptable by the norm.

Excerpt
My plan was to have a couple more drinks then walk back Ben’s and pass out on the couch, or maybe to pass out on Alex’s couch. While we were sitting around Alex’s living room drinking, I decided Alex looked like a pretty good option, I seemed to have the most connection with him. I wanted the other guys to leave, until Dean changed the subject and brought back some very slutty thoughts, the kind of thoughts I haven’t had since college. How do I end up in situations like this?

“Amy, you’re fucking hot. Any chance you’d want to give me a blowjob.” He was drunk, but I was still surprised.

“That’s not how you talk to a woman.” Alex defended my honor before I had a chance to answer.

“Sorry, I have a boyfriend.” I answered, but I couldn’t stop thinking about it. My panties started to get wet and I didn’t want to fight the urge anymore. I wanted to give each of them a blowjob. I wanted them each to fuck me. I wanted them to use me. “But he’s not here. In fact, he’s probably fucking some other chick right now. I’m so fucking horny. I want to suck some cock and maybe do more than that.”

I was feeling the alcohol, but I couldn’t believe I had said it. Neither could Alex. “Are you serious?”

“Fuck yeah, if you guys won’t tell anyone. I don’t want Kelly finding out.”

“Sure.” All three of them said almost at the same time.

“I’m serious.”

“Okay.” Dean said.

“How do you want to do this?” Jimmy had been mostly quiet until now, was ready to get down to business.

“Let me see some cocks and I’ll take over from there.” I felt so slutty and like a porn star as I watched them undo their jeans and pants. At first they didn’t want each other to see their cocks, but they forgot about it as motioned for them to come closer. I felt so nervous, I couldn’t believe that I was actually doing something like this again. At the same time, I had been craving to do something like this again for months.

Without me saying anything, Dean and Jimmy stood up in front of me. With two semi-hard cocks in front of me, I was about to be a very happy slut.

I took the tip of Jimmy’s cock in my mouth and teased it with my tongue. Everything felt so natural, so right.

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