older and sexier?

i have been thinking...sometimes a dangerous thing says luva...my thoughts lately have been revolving around the fact that i believe once a person accepts themselves...not necessarily glories in his or her own skin...but just decides that they are "ok"...the universe starts to change...when i was a teen i did not see anything regarding my own looks that anyone else would want...i didn't feel hot...or attractive...now keep in mind...i was a happy person...but i really did not ever assume i would could attract anyone...i look at pictures and notice that i look very much the same as i did then...with the exception of some body changes and a few signs of age...i like the way i look now...i still do not assume anyone thinks i'm hot...but i do feel sensuous and confident at times...also i care less about what others think...if you like me fine...if not i'm not really so concerned...i am an individual...a little different...a little silly...a grown woman who laughs and smiles...talks loudly...or not...i will never assume you are looking or thinking about me...but then again does it really matter?

pretty girl...

1.what a beautiful woman...im sitting in a faculty meeting...the administrator has been going on and on about this program and that...lack of funds blah blah...she is so pretty...wearing a cute soft looking grey dress...and black boots with a zipper on the inside...i watch her from a few tables down...she is a social studies teacher, new to my hallway...around my age, im thinking probably early 40's...she is soft looking....from what i can see...big smile...brown hair to her shoulders...

2.we have the same "prep time"...this means that we both have the same time to do school chores like send mail...visit the bathroom...and write lesson plans...a few times we have been visiting the restroom at the same time...i remember walking in...and seeing her "straightening" herself...fixing her tights....moving her dress so as to cover what appears to be a set of soft and full breasts...as i wash my hands she is still in front of the mirror...moving her unruly hair in some direction...damn...damn...i smile and say hello...telling her i understand about the hair thing...she looks at me...there was that big beautiful smile...i saw her blush...fuck.when will this faculty meeting  end...i need something...something sweet...

3.everyday i hear her laugh or maybe get lucky enough to see her swaying down the hallway... hair bouncing...her skirt or dress clinging to her wide and from what i could see ...luscious hips...her calves were thick and looked like they needed me to bite them...the social studies teacher was all soft and perfectly curved...i  tried not to look for too long...holy christ she made me want...i imagine lifting her flowing skirt...running my hands up her black tights...shit if this keeps up...i will need to go to the faculty ladies room and rub...again...

4.that night i told m about the social studies teacher...he teased me without mercy about my latest "girl crush".  he suckled my breasts....and between breaths asked if i thought her nipples were as big and pink as mine...as m pushed his gorgeous cock into my pussy...he questioned me about how i thought her cunt would feel and taste...i soaked his cock with all these images in my head...

5.wandering into work the next day...i am tingly...my pussy throbbing from thoughts of last night and the ideas that m was pushing into my head and of course my own coaxing...wearing my favorite black sweater dress with the v-neck...i wanted to look pretty for her...and also give myself a little confidence...in my tall black leather boots...making me 3 inches taller than my usual 5'4"...i walked down the hallway leading to my classroom...i felt some eyes on me...not her eyes though...it appeared some of my male coworkers appreciated the extra care i had taken this morning...but these boys were easy...i knew from past experience women took more effort...

6.mmmm there she was...unlocking her door...wearing a black fuzzy sweater and a dark red suede skirt that skimmed those yummy calves...she was having some trouble with the lock...i stared at her ass as she fought with the doorknob...the school was old as was the hardware...and she was a new teacher...which meant she had a classroom that someone else with more tenure did not want...as luck would have it...this was my old classroom...perfect...i know the trick for the door...smiling...i walked over and gave her a friendly hip check...opening the door with a click...i was close enough that i could smell her clean scent...then the social studies teacher gave me a full body hug...thanking me in a breathy voice...

7.after she said her thanks...the social studies teacher leaned in just a little bit more and in my ear she said..."you are not slick, missy..." with those words i felt her tongue flick at my earlobe...fuck...she was onto me..."lets have lunch today...i'll drive..." she whispered...

8. holy hell we were going to have lunch...she was onto me...SHE KNEW...the next 3.5 hours (i have lunch at 11:45) would not be easy...teachers at my school get one half-hour for lunch...im guessing the social studies teacher and i could not do that much damage in such a short period of time...besides i wasn't going to lick her pussy in a car for heaven's sake...(i was getting so wet...this might be embarrassing)...11:45 on the dot...her lusciousness filled my doorway..."cmon missy...it's lunchtime"...(did she just purr?)...she grabbed my hand and just about pulled me down the hallway...we got a few bemused looks as we left the building...i was out of breath and speechless.. her forester beeped...she opened the passenger side and just about tossed me into the car...the engine revved and we sped down the 35mph street...(not obeying the speed limit im sure...this was a school zone...what was she thinking?)...

9. we were under a bridge...parked...the well prepared social studies teacher had brought a lunch bag...she took out 2 containers of strawberry yogurt...what the fuck?..."oh no i forgot the spoons...damnit!" in shock...i just stared...she opened the yogurt and stuck her pretty index finger in...scooping up some of this yogurt...the social studies teacher started smiling...than asked me if i was hungry...without waiting for an answer...she kissed me with a strawberry yogurt mouth...

10. the social studies teacher licked my bottom lip then she was coaxing my mouth opened...the kiss was soft at first...i felt myself responding returning her kiss with my own...her hands pulling my curls...my lips pulled away from her sweetness...traveling down her neck my hands starting to travel under her soft sweater...i wanted to kiss those nipples that m and i had discussed...her soft hands and yogurty finger found the hem of my dress...lifting my dress...she was now squeezing my upper thigh...looking for the wet...our positioning in the car was making discovery  awkward...she reached down...and released the driver side seat...urging me on top of her...a brief respite...i didnt want to move my hands...i was almost where i wanted to be...but alas...we had to shift...or this situation could have become painful, or messy...where was the damned yogurt?

11. i was facing her sitting astride...the social studies teacher was smiling...her hands on my hips pulling me into her...my breasts were were so close to her face...her hands moved under my sweater dress...unhooking my bra....i felt myself thrusting into her soft stomach...she took this opportunity to push my dress up enough so that she could suck my nipples...felt so good...a relief...holy fuck...as she sucked and licked my hard nipples...her fingers were searching for my wet...they had to get past my tights...she had done this before...

12. yes she definitely knew what she was doing...her hand snaked under my tights...finding the wet area of my black, boyshort panties...i saw her face...her mouth slightly opened, eyes looking into mine...my breathing quickened as she traced the lips of my pussy over the thin material..."slow down baby...i will do the work...." she whispered...slow down?...really?...ohhhhhhhh wow...i felt myself urging her..."don't move sweet girl..." she said hoarsely...i was squeezing my thighs around her...trying so hard not to give her any help...fuck...

13. the social studies teacher slid what i guessed were two fingers inside me...her palm was pressing against my mound...she moved those fingers in a perfect "come hither" fashion ...i was straddling her...i couldn't stop my own thrusting...the pressure was building...needles of heat exploding across my chest...i was riding her fingers...hard..."cmon baby cum for mama..." oh fuck yes...i squeezed and soaked her fingers, and those soft delicious thighs...it turns out the social studies teacher was wearing stockings and garters...no issue with wet tights for her..i was spent and collapsing against her... gently holding me on her lap...my chin in her hand...she kissed me...

14. our lovely "lunch" was almost over...the social studies teacher smoothed my hair and helped me straighten myself...i climbed off of her and settled in the passenger seat as she put herself back together...still breathing heavily...my body warm and jangly...we finished the yogurt with smiles and silence...driving back to school...i was in a daze...sensations were still running through me...before getting out of the car...she leaned once again close to my ear..."tomorrow you drive"...

feeling in between...

it doesn't hurt as much as feel numb...the in between place...its all my fault or not...its all your fault or not...limbo is not a place i like to be...if i think too hard my head will ask too many questions...i keep busy hoping that the spell will wear off...or not...i want my brain not to work and chew...impossible...each day's end i sleep...wanting to rest with a free and empty head...not going to happen...limbo continues...

"An Open Invitation" (a dirty movie review)

last nite i decided to watch a dvd that babeland was kind enough to send to me. the dvd,  "an open invitation" was a good time .  first of all it was definitely "fem porn"...It was a story about a fairly vanilla couple jumping into the swinger scene through a series of sexy events...the vanilla scene in the beginning was eh...however as the movie found its pace...the story got better and better...as did the music...the dvd seemed to be mindful of safe sex...and tender intimacy...(you will not see the standard "money shots")...however there was a good amount of facial fun, double pentration, multi-cultural goings on, and red tushies...3somes, foursomes and moresomes...the most enjoyable part of the flick for me was the real swinger party towards the end of the movie...it was fun to see real life people doing their thing at a decadent event...i had 2 issues with the movie...i would have liked to see more body variation (ie-more curves)...and men without socks (pet peeve of mine)...otherwise...i do recommend "invitation" it was over 2 hours of sexy fun...:) this dvd made me wet...yes...

thinking about "kinky"

i was thinking about kinky...maybe my view is off...i have never been a fan of that particular word...what is kinky?...i like to watch people have sex...i like playing with girls and boys...3somes ffm or mmf are tons of fun...but i wont go over a threesome...a foursome or a gangbang would be too confusing for me...i am neither here nor there on "water sports"...skat play is not my cup of tea...role playing...not really for me...now if you "overpower" me...oh boy am i down...i enjoy full body erotic shots...pink or money shot...nah...cream pie is a negative in mho...gas masks not my style...whenever someone says "daddy" i have to giggle...maybe i am a prude?..."kinky" has no rubric...i do like leather...but i cant wear "fuck-me heels"...i am all about comfort...im a teacher...i am sexual...but "kinky"?...im not so sure...