make me come...

Sunday, July 31, 2005 at 12:06 PM

I'm very horny this evening, but a little too weary to write anything for you. I think I'm in one of those 'needing input' moods again - I'd like to just be able to relax tonight, keeping myself feeling this horny, and read some sexy messages... every time I get a dirty comment in here, it makes me delightfully erect...

It's very lazy and presumptious of me, I know, but if any of you delightful girls would like to leave me a dirty message here, to help me get off this evening, so that I can be selfish and just masturbate reading your delicious words to me, well that would be delightful - I love the comments you put in here, they always turn me on, and I'd love it if you could help me come tonight... I'm already turned on, and just need that little extra something to make me need to touch myself, stroke myself, caress my hard cock, slowly run my fingers up and down my erection... I want to masturbate, thinking about you... I want to cum, over and over again, imagining I'm fucking you, any way you want...

This is very selfish - I'll probably get no messages at all, serve me right for being lazy and greedy lol. But if you do leave me a message, and it's really dirty and sexy, I promise I'll be thinking about you when I cum...

As always, if you want to send me private messages, I'm happy for you to email me: dirtyboy1uk@aol.com

- oh, I'm such a slut lol

And thankyou xxx

4 Comments:

you might like the story i just posted ;)
sexymagickdesires, June 19th, 2004

I'm so bad dirtyboy, I'll cook you something fabulous for dinner wearing nothing but one of your shirts and panties and you can watch me while I do, something about the way you know my panties are still wet from your cum from earlier and my pussy shaped like you now makes you alert to my every movement padding around the kitchen, looking for the signs of how hard you fucked me earlier and you begin stroking your belly idylly, almost predatory. I'm listening to something 80s and nostalgic that makes you remember when you were 18 or something and as the rhythmn pumps and vibrates, the smells from the kitchen and your cock is rock hard now from the sensory overload of it all. You want the food now, you want to dance, you want to fuck, this intense feeling of being beyond alive but you just lay there, silently taking it all in and stroking your cock sticking out the top of your shorts, rubbing the drops of precum into the head.. That I have chosen that CD at all first endears me to you but your adrenalin has reached a fevered pitch and you're feeling increasingly barbaric. You're sweet when you come to me and tell me how naughty I am for making you so turned on that you're going to have to fuck me this hard and you begin to tug on my panties. Maybe you find me not appopriately accomodating just then though and pin me against the counter hard as you pull your erection out of your shorts with the other. When I start to squirm a bit, make excuses that I'm cooking, you pull my panties all the way down down and spank me in a quick motion, two hard fast stings even as I try to wiggle away again. Rather than feel anything like rejected, you get into the game and reach between my butt cheeks, the delicious gapingness you made there earlier. I say I'm too sore, you tell me you don't care. I continue to resist. "I'm so sorry I have to do this to you, my darling" you murmur gently in my ear. You finally completely lose patience and you hold my wrists together and lead me back to the couch and over your knee for a hard spanking before pulling me up, more obedient now, sitting in your lap, facing away from you, telling me what a bad girl I am and demand I lower myself on your cock, all the way up my ass you tell me, every inch until you can feel my steaming hot red spanked ass on your thighs. When I comply somewhat gingerly you push me down until I feel every inch of you plunge into me at once, hard throbbing..you continue to murmur apologies for having to do this to me, how I make you have to do this to me and tell me to ride your cock now like a good girl. All I can do is whimper and squirm until you reach around and feel my pussy, tell me to open my lips to you while I bounce on your cock, I do my best to comply, my ass is so full, you're so hard in me. I rest my legs over yours where I sit in your lap to give you better access and open my lips wide with my fingers. You can still feel the warmth from my stinging bottom on your legs, it's making you almost animallike. You tell me again what a Very Bad girl I am for doing this to you and spank my pink swollen wet pussy lips hard while I whimper and moan and squirm with your cock all the way in me. You make me promise to be a good girl, say it again and again until I can feel you start to buck under me and your cock almost burst inside of me and you don't say much more after that. Even as you kiss me after and my promises to be a good girl, I go back to cooking thinking it's not over for the night by a long shot, wondering actually, if we'll even make it through dinner.
leapflog, June 20th, 2004

Holy crap. I'm not wordy enough to top that.
How about if I just tell you that some nights I come here to read your words, and my fingertips slip into the waistband of my own jammies? I think about you there, doing those things to me? And the words you write make me cum very hard, soaking my panties, even as I visualize you cumming inside of me?
Eh, maybe not. ;)
MD, June 20th, 2004

MD you win! Less is more, no?
leapflog, June 20th, 2004

Sunday morning, 10.35am, and I've just come, just now... I'm typing this with my warm cum still wet on my belly... I stroked myself all the way through leapflog's delightful fantasy, getting very very close... and then MD's words finished me off, thinking about you touching yourself, thinking about you cumming - and that did it for me - I couldn't hold back any longer - and I came, very hard, my cum spurting from my cock, over and over again... so good... thankyou, both of you xxxx
I love how interactive this blog has become over the last few weeks, how happy so many of you are to turn me on, as well as just reading my own words - I'm out for the day now, but I'm very greedy, and would love to read more from my other readers - don't worry, I don't expect you to write as much a leapflog did!
In return for all this selfishness, I'm definitely going to write something dirty later today, to help you get off too...
dirtyboy, June 20th, 2004

Posted by Blogger dirtyboy, July 31, 2005 12:07 PM  


ahhh my god... you spoil me...
this was just gorgeous... I'm very erect...
I need to re-read this again slowly... need to cum to your words...

Posted by Blogger dirtyboy, July 13, 2006 12:22 AM  


Lie back, sweetheart, and I’ll give you that little extra something you need to touch yourself… that little delightful push over the edge… are you stroking yourself…?

I am lying naked on our bed waiting for you, Roger, and fantasising about the last time we fucked. It is making me so wet that I must start without you. I slowly trace my fingers through my hair, down the side of my neck and haltingly rest on one breast. I circle my nipple with the softest touch imaginable… I move to the other and pinch and tweak until the first is demanding attention again. But I only play with one at a time until my nipples are so hard and demanding that I must use both hands to massage them.

Leaving my breasts I lightly drag my fingers across my tummy, and down to my inner thighs and back to my tummy, trying desperately to avoid the crying wetness only inches away. I think of you and know that soon you will be home. We spoke earlier on the phone and the last thing you said before you hung up was, “Think of my tongue… think of my tongue sucking your clit, licking your slit, plunging into you.” I hung up feeling almost lightheaded with how your voice sounded and how your words travelled straight to my cunt.

And now, lying on our bed, waiting… and wanting you, I can no longer play with my breasts and tease my thighs. I try, but I need more. I need to touch myself, but with deliberate slowness. I want to draw this out as long as possible, Roger, hoping that at any moment you will walk in and see me readying myself for you.

I reach just above my clit, knowing that if I venture too close I will only need a few, frantic strokes before cumming. I can not... will not… do that. Not just yet. I reach over and grab a silk scarf that only the night before you had used to bind my hands with. Surely if I put it between my roaming fingers and my desperate clit, my excitement will be less intense and I can wait for you. I can… I know I can. But the silk is tantalising and I realise quickly that this is not going to quell my mounting desire.

Instead, the scarf twists over my pussy and around my thighs, deliciously curving and tightening. One of the knots that had been there from the night before comes to rest on my clit. Exactly in the centre of my wet, throbbing clit. I try not to pull on it. I try to lie still and just feel the exquisite sensations pulsing through me. I try not to think of you… your tongue… your teasing, maddening, cock-like tongue. I try. But the temptation is too great.

I start to gently pull back and forth on the scarf so that the knot becomes a nub of teasing torture. Oh god… no… no… it’s too soon… slowly… slowly… slowly. The silk slides and captures every nerve, every pulse, every drop. It snakes its away around and over and down. Rubbing back and forth, back and forth…. rubbing… rubbing… rubbing… god. I start to arch my hips up… reaching… reaching… moaning… god… god… oh my god… I can’t stand much more of this, Roger. I am at the edge and I am holding on… holding… holding… oh… oh… ohhhh god… god… god… I can’t… oh goddddddd

Posted by Blogger Unknown, July 31, 2009 10:06 AM  


mmmm my god... this is just gorgoeus, S, you leave me breathless... I so very much love watching you... xx

Posted by Blogger dirtyboy, August 01, 2009 11:16 AM  


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