My Daily Adventures

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I thought I'd start a blog and write pretty-much daily entries about something I do during the day. Maybe it will give me more incentive to keep spicing up my life so that I'll have something to write about.


September 7, 2013 – My Failed Flash

Today I drove up to the big city of Lincoln, Nebraska, to satisfy my fetish for flashing my naked body to men.

I wore my very short white tennis dress and a white tank top. I left my panties and bra at home. I like wearing white because it accentuates my modest summer tan.

As I see it, the trick to giving a good flash is to recognize the opportunity. I never go out on one of my adventures and think that I have a “quota” for how many men I'm going to expose my body to and how I'm going to do it. Sometimes the opportunity never presents itself. But if I'm very aware of my surroundings then I can seize the opportunity.

I arrive in Lincoln and I go to a public park to eat my lunch. Surprisingly, there aren't that many people there. There is a playground in the corner of the park where parents are watching their chi*ldren play. But as for the rest of the park, all the picnic tables are empty except for one table. At that table a man and a woman in their late 40s or early 50s is sitting across from each other having their lunch.

This is a situation that I look for. When I flash a men I'm always afraid that he will then make physical advances at me. Sometimes I fantasize about that, but mostly I just want men to see my private parts. If, however, the man is sitting with his wife or girlfriend, then he's not going to make a move at me.

So I take a seat at the picnic table that is closest to this couple. It's maybe 15 feet away. I'm facing the man and his wife – I'm going to assume they are married – has her back to me.

I keep looking at the man to make eye contact so I can tell if he's interested in me. That didn't take long. Maybe a minute. Then I smile and wave to him. I can tell that he is flattered by my attention but he can't really show it because he's with his wife.

The next thing I do is something I normally don't do because it's so blatant. Usually I like to flash and let men think that I'm not doing it on purpose. But I was feeling a little more frisky today.

I walk around the picnic table so that the man's view is not obstructed. I turn my back to him and bend all the way forward so that my little dress goes all the way over my hips and I hold that posture for half a minute. In this position the man has a clear view of my naked butt cheeks, my butt hole and my pussy lips. Then I stand up and sit back down at my table.

Now the man is really turned on and he's starting to lose his composure. His wife picks up on that and talks a little louder to get his full attention.

Then the man shifts himself a little to the right so he can have an unobstructed view of me. He did this because his wife was sitting directly opposite of him and she was blocking the view. But then his wife also moves over and she's in his way again. But the man can still see me if I move around.

The next thing I do is lift up my tank top to give the man a full view of my 34B breasts. The man's really ogling me. I push my tits together with the palms of my hands and I lick on my nipples. His wife just keeps talking to him. I pull my top all the way down again.

Then I stand up and pull the front of my dress up so the man can get a full frontal view of my kitty. I rub it for him and he watches me masturbate.

All this time the man's arms have been on top of the table. But now he puts them under the table. I pull down my dress and get on all fours to look below this table. The man is jacking himself off just a few feet from his wife's legs.

I sit down and again I pull up my top and let it rest on the top of my exposed tits. Then I get a dildo out of my purse and I start sucking on it.

Right then the wife quickly turns her head around and sees me. She's outraged. She calls me a bunch of wicked names and then she gives her husband a scolding and tells him how disgusted she is with him. She gives him the ultimatum right there – he could leave with her or he could leave with me. The husband chooses her and I'm sure he'll be doing some serious time in the dog house.

Then the couple gathers all the stuff on their table and gets ready to leave. Sometime during all of this the man was able to zip himself up again.

But before they leave the wife call “911” emergency on her cell phone. She says there is a naked woman at the park exposing herself to men.

The couple leaves and I'm in panic. There's no way that I want to get questioned by law enfor*cement. So I quickly gather up my stuff and make a dash for my car. As I drive out of the parking lot I see two police cars arrive.

I was so upset by this flashing misfire that I decided to drive straight home. But 20 miles into my ride home I was already rubbing one out thinking about what had happened at the park.


September 7, 2013 – A Baby Is On The Way

On Thursday I learned that I'm pregnant with our third chi*d!

My husband and I rejoiced since we've been being going at it like rabbits to make this happen.

Before we married we decided that we wanted to have three ch*ildren. And we wanted to have all our ch*ildren early in our marriage and spaced a couple of years apart. So, when I give birth my baby will join my daughters who will be 5 and 3 years old by then. This is just what we planned for!

We told our daughters that mommy is pregnant last night. My oldest daughter gets it and she's thrilled and she keeps asking me when our new baby arrives. My youngest daughter doesn't quite grasp what's happening. Our German Shepard pup, Angel, was with us when we broke the news and she picked up on the excitement and started her playful barking.

Looking back, I remember that during my two other pregnancies I was as horny as ever. Sure, I had my days. But hubby and I fucked even more when I was pregnant. So, I doubt that my sex drive will change.

But I was more contemplative, content and grateful when I was pregnant. So was my husband. I'm feeling that way now too. The last thing that I want to do is something stupid that will mess up our marriage. I'm sure that I will keep exposing my body to men and having sex with my girlfriend Danica. But I just might keep my desire to be bondaged by strangers or gangbanged in my fantasy realm for now.

Paradoxically, though, I also feel like the time is here to reach out to hubby and reveal my kinky side to him. I don't have to tell him that I have an account on xHamster or about some of the naughty things I do. But I have a funny feeling that he will be more receptive to helping wifey spice up my sex life with him.

So, just a short entry today. I'm so happy. I feel like life is coming up roses.


September 3, 2013 – Danica Plays With My Yard Boy

Well, today my yard boy (Sonny) came around for the second time to mow my lawn. My girlfriend (Danica) and I joined him in my backyard. You can read about the first time Sonny mowed my lawn in my August 27th entry in this blog.

Today Danica made it to my place just before Sonny arrived. This time we set our lounge chairs up right in front of the lawn instead of across the yard so we could more closely supervise him.

Dressed for the occasion, I wore a light blue sun dress without panties. Danica wore – well, never mind what Danica wore because she took all her clothes off as soon as she came into my backyard.

Upon Danica's arrival, I went into the kitchen to get a cold bucket of ice and a bottle of summer wine for her. Her favorite wine, a bottle of Chateau De Nages Nimes Rose. Like me, Danica usually only drinks a couple glasses of wine a week. But sipping some wine seems to nicely compliment keeping watch over our sexy young yard boy on a hot and humid day so she's drinking more these days.

I hear my doorbell ring and I get up and go around to my front gate and look out and it's Sonny. I wave him into the back yard. He sees Danica in all her naked glory and I catch a momentary smile flash across his face before he regains his shy composure. Danica just waves. She's still a little shy too until the wine kicks in.

Sonny is wearing shorts and, like last week, he takes off his shirt before he gets to work. Then he retrieves my push mower out of my shed and starts to go to work. My lawn is of Buffalo grass in case anybody cares. Danica and I are watching his every move. With lust, we're eying his sexy 18 year-old body.

One of my xHamster friends gave me an idea the other day. The idea of a hose. So I bring my green garden hose to our lawn chairs and screw it into a nearby water tap. I hand the end of the hose to Danica and say, “Hun, let's see what you can do with this.”

Danica takes a swig of wine straight from the bottle and then takes the nozzle of the hose and rubs it slowly across her pussy lips and then she inserts the first two inches of the hose inside of her. Sonny is still mowing but when he comes back towards us and sees Danica he has this what-the-fuck and OMG look on his face.

Danica is getting excited now and I get up and turn the hose water on and the water shoots out and up Danica's pussy and she giggles and keeps letting the water flood her wet hole until it gets to be too much. Then she removes the hose from between her legs.

Sonny is starting to sweat from the heat and I'm just about to get up and go to the kitchen and get some water for him. But then it occurs to me that we already have the hose so I ask Danica to let Sonny have a drink of water from the hose the next time he comes back to our side of the yard.

Danica says okay but first she gets up and sits down on the hose and then she snakes it between her legs. Now it looks like the hose is her cock and there's water coming out of it like she's peeing or something.

Sonny comes back around to our side and Danica yells, “Hey, Sonny, do you want a drink of water?”
Sonny wipes his brow and says, “Sure, Ma'am.” Then Danica puts both hands on the hose like she's holding her cock and say, “Well, silly boy, then come and get it. Drink some water from my hose.”

Sonny looks at me like he's wondering if Danica is crazy. I just shrug and then he comes over to Danica and she puts the nozzle of the hose right in front of her pussy. Sonny kneels between her spread legs and Danica takes one hand from her hose and puts it in back of Sonny's head and she pushes him forward. Then Danica squirts water into his mouth and she says, “Drink, boy, drink.” I detect a streak of FemDom in Danica.

Then Danica removes the hose and tells Sonny to get back to work. Sonny says “Yes, Ma'am!” I can tell he's starting to lose his shyness just a little. Danica gets up and points the hose at Sonny and sprays him down from head to toe and now we can clearly see the outline of Sonny's cock through his wet shorts.

Danica puts the hose away and gets behind Sonny. She presses her soft and bare breasts against his naked back and she reaches around to the front of Sonny and plays with his cock through his shorts. Then she tells him, “I feel you getting hard. But you're hardly working. Now get back to work!” Danica removes her hand from Sonny's shorts and spanks him on his butt cheeks a few times and then she playfully pushes him forward.

Danica comes back to sit with me and she's all flush with excitement and high on the wine and she tells me, “It's so hot to have our own little boy toy to play with. It's awesome that you hired him. Jenny, do you think he likes my thick black bush or should I shave it to look more bare like yours does?” I tell Danica I think that Sonny likes pussy. Period.

Danica drinks some more of my expensive wine straight from the bottle and then she gets up and picks an ear of corn from my little garden. By now the corn is quite large and almost fully grown. She comes back and peals back the husk and says to me, “Wait until Sonny sees this.” Then Danica slowly inserts the corn inside her pussy and twists it further into her. Then she begins fucking herself with it.

Sonny mows another row and comes back around. Danica yells, “Hey, Sonny, look at me.” She didn't have to say that because Sonny was already looking. But now he moves in closer and he's almost hypnotized and I see his cock making his shorts poke out. Danica tells him, “I don't think those high school girls do this for you. Now get back to work.”

Sonny returns to his mower. But not before Danica hoses him down one more time. Then Danica really begins to work that ear of corn. She fucks her pussy with it. She takes it out and moves it between her breasts like she's getting tit-fucked. Then she sucks her juices off of it and slides it back inside her pussy. Sonny is looking at her every chance he gets and this is getting really hot.

Like I said, I'm not wearing any panties. I'm not raunchy like Danica with my legs spread or anything. I don't make a show of it to Sonny. But I don't hide myself either. I'm sure that he's seen me down there and that makes me tingle more than just a little.

This lawn mowing is taking so long. Last week and then again this week it took over two hours for Sonny to mow a small lawn. I don't know why he works so slow. Anyway, he's finally finished and puts away the mower and comes over to us.

Danica gets up and says she has to inspect the lawn to see if the job was done right. She stumbles around nude for awhile and then returns. Then Danica says, “There's something else I need to inspect too.”

Danica comes over to Sonny and pulls out the elastic band of his shorts and peers inside. She looks at me and says, “We have a big boy here, Jenny. Want to look?”

Before I can answer, Danica pulls down Sonny's shorts and fully removes them so now he's naked except for his shoes. Danica wasn't joking. Sonny is a very big boy. And he's fully erect too. Uncircumcised and the head is fully out of its' shell and Sonny's cock is sticking slightly upwards. 7.5 inches is my estimation.

Danica returns to her lounge chair and lies down and puts the ear of corn back inside her pussy and slowly works herself with it. Then she say, “Sonny, come and stand right next to me.”

Sonny comes over to Danica with his full hard-on for Danica to see and now he's stroking it too.

Danica looks at him for awhile and she's making the corn go in and out of her faster and then she says to Sonny, “Stop beating around the bush.”

Sonny says, “Huh? What do you mean, Ma'am?”

Danica answers, “Like I said, stop beating around the bush. Take your hands away. I want to see your full penis without your hands hiding it.”

Sonny gets it and removes his hands. But his cock stays rock hard.

Then Danica says, “Sonny, keep saying that you want to fuck me while I play with myself.”

Then Sonny starts repeating, “I want to fuck you, Ma'am. I want to fuck you Ma'am...”

Danica says, “Keep saying that, Sonny, but leave the 'Ma'am' part out. I'm only 25 years old. Now tell me again what you want to do to me.”

Sonny starts saying, “I want to do it to you. I want to do it to you...”

There seems to be a lack of communication here.

Danica is getting a little frustrated and she slowly says to him, “Sonny, stand over me with your big erect penis and keep repeating that you want to fuck me.”

Then Sonny starts repeating, “I want to fuck you, Ma'am. I want to fuck you, Ma'am...”

Well, Sonny is back to using “Ma'am” again. But at this point Danica doesn't care and she's really getting into her masturbation with the corn cob while Sonny is standing over her and saying he wants to fuck her.

I swear, I've never seen Danica fuck herself so hard. It's like she's possessed with the devil. Moving every which way and breathing very heavy. Twitching and gyrating and totally out of control while Sonny keeps saying that he wants to fuck her.

Finally, Danica moans her last orgasms and lies motionless with that ear of corn still deep in her pussy. That must have gone on for 15 minutes.

I tell Sonny to wait a minute and I go into the kitchen to get some money to pay him. I come out and Danica is still motionless. I pay Sonny and he puts his clothes back on. Then Danica comes to and, still a little out of breath, says to him, “Sonny, I want you to have this ear of corn as a little tip from me. See you next week.”

Sonny takes the corn. I can see Danica's pussy juice coated all over it. I walk Sonny out of the yard and apologize that we're a little weird. Sonny says, “No, Ma'am no need to apologize at all. No need at all.” Sweet boy, he still has his manners about him after all of this.

I return to Danica. She tells me, “Jenny, I'm going fucking crazy.” I suck on one of her nipples and assure her, “We're all going a little crazy, Hun.”

What a delightful day it was. The only thing I'm a little worried about is that Sonny might be coming down with a case of the Blue Balls. I'm going to have to speak to Danica about that.


September 1 – A Sunday in My Life

My Sunday starts like any other day. Waking up very early, maybe 3a.m., I go downstairs for a little “me” time. Hubby is still very much aslee*p and so are my girls. I log onto xHamster to get my porn fix.

I'm not terribly worried that I'll be surprised by Hubby or the girls waking up early. I know their slee*p patterns. All the same, I do wear my bottoms just in case. Usually something loose fitting so I can pet my kitty but cover up really fast if I need to.

I'm doing several things at once on xHamster – writing up my daily blog, watching and making favorites of videos and pictures, reading some dirty stories, reading and responding to my comments and private messages.

My mind is moving like a Whirling Dervish as I work through my favorite porn categories – bondage, flashing, public sex, men and their cocks, men jacking off, lesbianism, gangbangs and cumshots on the faces of women. My pussy is getting wetter and my fingers are always playing with it. I feel that dopamine rush kicking in and time flies by.

What usually ends my morning porn play is when I hear my Hubby waking up. No matter how much we have fucked the night before he always wakes up with a morning erection. Sometimes he comes down the stairs and puts his hard cock in front of my face. Other times he just yells from the bedroom, “Honey, I need you.”

Loyal wife that I am, it's my duty – and my pleasure – to suck him off so he'll be relaxed and in a better state of mind to focus on the Lord and the delivery of his Sunday sermon. I'm proud to say that cocksucking is one of my specialties and it almost always takes me just a few minutes to get Hubby to cum. The only twist is that he refuses to cum in my mouth or on my body. So, instead, I have to milk him onto the floor or the bed sheets.

After Hubby cums he takes his shower and now my girls are up and I'm in “Mommy” mode. I'm fixing them a healthy breakfast and our German Shepard pup (who the girls decided to name Angel) is chowing down on her dried dog food.

This Sunday is a little different than most other Sundays. Usually, I go to Hubby's church to listen to his sermon. But today I'm going alone to my preacher dad's Baptist church service. I do this from time to time. Even if I don't believe a word of my dad's sermons anymore, there is something very nostalgic and homey about going to the ol' church.

As the years have gone by I've always taken something or other to my dad's church to spice up the service. Sometimes it's some porn story or picture that I hide in the Bible and I read or look at it when I'm supposed to be reading a passage. Sometimes it's just my mind that thinks ungodly thoughts as I lust over a member of the congregation. I get hot over the dichotomy of mixing church with sex. Today I spiced up the service by taking Danica's butt plug and my newly purchased vibrating eggs with me.

My dad's church is about an hour away and out in the country. I arrived at the parking lot shortly before the 11a.m. service. I'm dressed nice but not over the top because the preacher's daughter can't dress like a slut.

I park towards the back of the lot because there are families milling around in the front. I pull my dress and panties down to my ankles and insert the eggs in my pussy and manage, after some contortions, to get the butt plug into my ass. I make sure the remote that controls the vibrating eggs is in my purse. Then I pull up my panties and dress and go out to enjoy the fellowship and then the service begins.

I've got to give it to my dad. Like I say, I don't believe a word that he preaches, but he can put on a show. He was raised in Kentucky and comes from a long line of fire-and-brimstone preachers and he's jumping up and down and hooting and hollering and waving his arms every which way. The congregation is into it too. Plenty of “Amen!” and “Praise the Lord!”. There's nothing solemn about this church service. It's much more like a revival.

Meanwhile, I'm busy in the pew with my remote control and I'm buzzing the eggs and my butt plug is feeling just right and I'm as excited as everyone else. But it's a sexual excitement and part of it is physical and part of it is mental from realizing that I'm doing something very naughty in daddy's church and nobody has an idea that I'm doing it. I'm shouting “Praise the Lord!” too. But I'm shouting it because I'm having orgasms.

I think I should interject something at this point. The teenage girls at the service don't dress like my girlfriends and I used to dress when we went to services at this church back in the day. There's a line between “dressing your Sunday's best” and dressing in a sexually provocative manner. Some of those girls have definitely crossed the line. I noticed that some of the men in the congregation were quite distracted and I wonder what my dad thinks about all of that. At least I keep it on the down-low.

Anyway, the church service ends and everyone is “full of piss and vinegar” (as my dad likes to say) to face the world with God in their hearts. I mingle in fellowship a bit and then I drive to my parents' house for a Sunday lunch sans the pussy eggs and butt plug because I like to go without panties when it gets hot and humid.

I tell my dad that before I go home I want to return to his church to pray a little in the peace and quiet of the sanctuary. I've always had the keys to the church but I like to let my dad know that I'll be praying anyway.

I arrive back at the church and everyone has left. It's nice and quiet and peaceful as I enter. I really do pray too. Not in a Christian way. More like to the higher power for grace and guidance. But soon the my prayers gave way to being horny and I got up and walked to the lectern that my dad preaches from.

I laid down on the carpet. I removed my bottoms and masturbated myself while lightly patting my clitoris with a Bible. I know this is so wrong but that's what makes it feel so good. Thoughts went through my mind of fantasizing about Jesus fucking me. But I shooed those thoughts away because even I can't go there. After I had my orgasms I went home to work in the garden with my fam*ily.


September 1 – My Month as a Stripper

Upon graduating from high school I took a summer pilgrimage all by myself to San Francisco. What did Dorothy say when she arrived in the Land of Oz? Something like, “Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore.” Well that's how this Nebraska farm girl felt when I arrived in The City.

So much energy and madness on the streets that I had never seen or felt before. I walked for three days all over The City taking in all the sights, sounds and smells. I couldn't help but notice all the strip clubs and – in the spirit of an 18 year old with a devil-may-care attitude - I decided to do something crazy. I applied to strip at one of the clubs.

I was hired without a rehearsal. All the management did was check my I.D. They said the guys would love me. Management said to come back the next day with a stage name and an outfit and I would be on center stage. Easy as that.

The stage name that I chose was The Virgin Mary. My calling card was that I was a virgin. Well, that wasn't totally the truth but it wasn't too far off. I had lost my virginity just a few days before. Three days before to be exact. And I could easily pass for a 16 or 17 year old girl so The Virgin Mary it was.

The next day it was show time when the D.J. announced, “Gentlemen, for your entertainment, please welcome The Virgin Mary!!” The curtain opened and I swung out onto the stage on a rope tied to the ceiling. The D.J. then played Madonna's song Like a Virgin. My outfit was what I came to town with because I had no money to buy anything else. It was an all white outfit of shorts, a tank-top, a cowgirl hat and cowgirl boots. It was all so cheesy. But it was me.

I've never been much of a dancer so all I could do was move around a little like I knew what I was doing. But I was enthusiastic and the guys didn't really care that much about my dancing anyway. They just wanted to see me get naked.

The club was one of those clubs that allowed the girls to get totally nude so that's what I did. First my top came off and then I took my shorts off and paraded around in my panties for awhile. Then about five minutes in I took off my panties and I was totally nude except for my white cowgirl boots. What an incredible feeling it was for a bunch of horny guys to be staring at my naked body and thinking their ungodly thoughts!

Any man in the front row who left a tip got a special show. I would lie down on the stage right in front of him and spread my pussy for his close inspection. I masturbated myself also. Sometimes with my hand and sometimes with my purple dildo. When I was feeling really playful I would lock my legs behind the guy's head and bring his face in so he could take a lick of my pussy.

Then I waded into the crowd. By now Madonna's Like a Virgin had given way to some songs by Shania Twain. I let guys feel up my tits and suck on my nipples. I sat on men's laps facing them and whispered sweet nothings in their ears like how I was such a horny little virgin. Some guys tried to sneak their fingers into my pussy. But I wasn't cool with that because I didn't know where their fingers had been. One time this guy wearing really thin shorts with no underpants managed to get his rigid covered cock deep inside my pussy.

Where the real action took place was back in the private rooms. After we did our stage show we would return to some of our favorite men and try to “reel them” backstage.

The private room that I selected came with a pane of glass about six foot high that separated me from the man. But we could still talk because there were some openings that allowed sound to travel. I decorated my private room to look like my bedroom back home. It had a bed, a teddy bear, an assortment of sex toys (those I didn't have at home LOL) and even a picture of my preacher dad on a lamp stand.

The charge was $25 for each 15 minutes and I did my best to give the men their money's worth. To open up, I would strip totally naked and lie on my bed with my legs spread and then I asked the guys what they wanted to do with me.

Some guys wanted to watch me masturbate. Some guys wanted me to watch them jack off. Some guys wanted to talk dirty with me. Sometimes they called me dirty names and that got them off. Sometimes we just talked very explicitly about sex. One guy came to see me every day and all he wanted to talk about was his car and how he maintained it.

About half the men would let me see their cocks. The guys were allowed to cum on the pane of glass. After they shot their sperm and left I would press a button and the janitor would come in to wipe the cum off the glass before the next man entered. In the month that I worked at the club I figure that I watched maybe 125 men jack off and I loved every minute of it.

Perhaps my most memorable customer – or customers in this case – was a couple in their 20s who wanted me to watch them as they fucked each other. Before then, I had never seen a couple having sex in person. I had only seen it in porn. They fucked in front of me for an hour. They did all the positions and anal too and I rubbed my little kitty furiously to their show. When they were finished I comped them but management still made me fork over their cut of what I should have collected.

Toward the end of my one month at the strip club I had acquired quite a loyal following. Management told me that the guys were always calling the club and asking when The Virgin Mary would strip next. I lost count of all the men who offered to “take my cherry.” Of course there were the obnoxious men, but most all the men were true gentlemen just out for a little fun. And that was an eye-opener to me since my preacher dad had told me more than once that “the only good pervert is a dead pervert.”

But I decided to retire from stripping and return to Nebraska. Partly because I was feeling guilty about being almost a prostitute. I was enrolled to begin my freshman year at the University of Nebraska anyway. So after spending two years in college, mostly partying, I dropped out to marry my husband and start a fam*ily. I think I learned more about the sexual nature of men in my month stripping then all my other time on this earth combined.


August 30 - My Biggest and Most Disturbing Bondage Fantasy

I KNOW THAT THIS IS A VERY BAD FANTASY FOR A WOMAN TO HAVE but this is the bondage fantasy that keeps playing through my head. If I can find the right man, then I would like to make it my reality. But I would have to trust the man to respect my boundaries.

Up until now, I've only told my girlfriend Danica and a few xHamsters the outline of my fantasy. I certainly have not told my husband about it at all. Even though I'm mostly anonymous on this site, it gets me excited to write it out and reveal it.

I do struggle with guilt because I have this fantasy and I'm always questioning why I have it. But I'll leave all of that psycho stuff behind for now.

Before I get into the details, the outline of my fantasy goes like this.

I select one of my xHamster male friends whom I've never met in person. He's a man whom I've developed a trust with.

First I lay down the boundaries. No painful bondage like whips, clamps, hard slapping and stuff that leaves permanent marks. No spitting or other disgusting stuff. And he must not ever tell my husband or preacher dad about our rendezvous.

Then I tell him what day I'm going to Lincoln, Nebraska, or Kansas City. Those are the biggest cities around. I give him my schedule for the day – that is, where I'll be going and when. Some time during that day I want him to a***** me and take me to a motel room and do whatever he wants to me.

What actually happens depends on what the man wants. But in my fantasy I have certain things happening and that's how I'll write it here. Here are the details...........................................


I drive into the big city. I'm dressed really well. Something between a professional business woman and a high-end prostitute. I've made myself up to attract sexual attention. I've also tucked into my pussy some of those eggs that can be remote controlled.

The Man is coming into the big city too. I've e-mailed him my schedule – like cafe at 9am, walk down this street at 9:30am, go to this ATM machine at 10am, go shopping at a particular store at 10:30am, go to the park at noon, etc. You get the idea.

I go about my scheduled rounds. I know The Man is stalking me but since I've never seen him I don't know where he is. I can be a*****ed at any time and made to have fo*rced sex and that adds to the excitement.

I'm sipping coffee in the cafe and the balls inside my pussy start to vibrate. The Man is using his remote control. I know he's in the cafe but I don't know who he is because there are 20 other men in this busy cafe also.

I walk down the sidewalk and horny men are giving me looks of lust. He's probably one of those men but I don't know for sure. Any minute now The Man could drag me into an alley way and fuck me. That thought is making me so wet.

I go to the crowded park at lunch time and sit down at a bench. The eggs in my pussy start to vibrate again. The Man is around.

Then my cell phone rings. It's The Man. It's the first time I've heard his voice and he sounds very masculine and in control.

The Man orders me to take one of my heals off and spread my legs. He tells me to move my panties to the side and take the eggs out of my pussy. Then he tells me to stick the long heal inside my pussy and spread my legs even wider so all the men passing by can see me like that.

Men stop at look at me. One of my hands in holding my heal and my other hand is holding my cell phone. The Man tells me to fuck myself with my heal. Every guy who is looking at me is either laughing at me, calling me a slut or rubbing his cock through his pants. Or doing all those things.

Then The Man hangs up his cell. I straighten myself back up and put my eggs in my purse. I get up to leave and I wonder if The Man is going to carry me to one of the trees and tie me to it and have sex with me in front of everyone.

But he doesn't. So I go about my appointed rounds. I stop at a convenience store to pump some gas. When I return to my car I feel The Man's hand for*cefully covering my mouth. This is the moment. The Man orders me to get in the back seat. Before I can scream he covers my mouth with duct tape. He pushes me into the back seat and he quickly wraps duct tape around the rest of me and tells me to lie down so nobody can see me. Then The Man takes my keys and drives us to a motel room.

At the motel parking lot The Man removes the duct tape. I straighten up my outfit and he tells me to calm down even though I'm scared. I get my first good look at The Man. His age is hard to tell. He could be anywhere from 25 to 45. A white guy. Well put together but not overly muscular.

The Man tells me to get my dog food bowl out of my trunk. Then he puts a dog collar around my neck and leashes me. The Man says he's already checked in but he needs to take me into the lobby first.

The Man has me by the leash and I'm holding my dog food bowl and we go into the lobby. The Man tells the desk clerk that he has a pet to declare and must pay the $10 fee. The desk clerk asks The Man where the pet is. The Man yanks my leash and I hold up my dog food bowl and bark, “Arf, Arf, Arf.” The desk clerks laughs and tells the man to keep his $10. This is so humiliating to me!

The Man takes me inside our room and locks the door. He handcuffs my hands behind my back and he tells me to run and try to get away from him. I know he's going to fuck me when he catches me so I get behind a chair. He is sizing me up but first he takes off all his clothes and I see his angry hard cock.

The Man comes towards me and just before he reaches me I dart behind another chair. The Man grabs me and roughly rips all my clothes off. First my top and bra. Then my dress and panties. He rips my nylons and takes off my heals. He calls me a dirty wife and mommy slut and even worse names.

But I'm able to get away and I run into the bathroom. I push the door closed with my body but The Man pushes the door in and wrestles me to the ground. Then he gets me on my knees and pushes my head into the toilet. He starts fucking me very roughly from behind. I calls me a toilet whore.

The Man tells me that he's had enough of my pussy for now and he pulls me on my feet and takes off my handcuffs. Then he takes me to the door and throws me and my heels outside and locks the door. I'm naked and scared and I bang on the door with my heels for The Man to let me back in. I can't believe I'm begging for that.

The Man opens the door and he drags me back in. But he's not done with me. He's tricked out the room with some ceiling bars. He hangs me upside down and he ropes my arms and legs together. Then The Man shoves his hard cock into my mouth and face fucks me while he spanks my butt cheeks. This goes on and on and The Man is also m*****ing my pussy and asshole.

The Man has enough and he throws me on the bed in the face down position. He spreads me out and ties my arms and legs to the bed. The Man gets on top of me and I can feel his hard cock at the entrance to my ass.

The Man orders me to tell him my preacher dad's phone number. I tell The Man that one of our rules is that he must not contact my preacher dad. The Man says I better tell him or he's never going to let me go. Finally, he fo*rces the number out of me and The Man finds my cell phone to call my preacher dad. The Man says he's going to tell my preacher dad that his Little Princess is nothing more than a little slut.

I'm terrified. This can't be allowed to happen. This is pure torture. The Man dials the number and I hear my preacher dad's voice on the cell. He recognizes my number and answers the call with, “Well, hello my Little Princess!” Then The Man hangs up the phone and I breathe a sigh of relief.

Then The Man pushes his cock up my asshole. I've been fucked in the ass many times in college. But The Man's cock is the biggest that I've had back there. He's hurting me and I tell him to stop. But he keeps on going. Harder and harder. I'm just his little fuck girl.

Finally, The Man gets up and I think he's finished. He unties me and tells me to wait for further instructions. The Man opens the motel dra*pes and then he lies down on the bed. The Man orders me to mount and fuck him reverse cowgirl so that I'm facing the open window.

I say Yes Sir and I lower my pussy down and do what I'm told. Guys are passing by the window and they watch me fuck The Man. The pervs are pulling out their cocks and stroking and The Man tells me that I must watch them masturbate. The guys are blasting cum loads on the window and walking away as other arrive. I feel like the center of attention in a horrific dream.

The Man pushes me off his cock and onto the floor. He gets up to close the dra*pes. Then he hog-ties me and tells me it's time to take me home to my husband. I told The Man not to let my husband know about this. Is he just torturing me like he did with my preacher dad?

Before taking me out to the my car The Man kneels down and jacks off his sperm all over my face. Seven very strong blasts of cum. He calls me a cum whore and puts me hog-tied into the car. He didn't even wipe his cum off my face.

Now The Man is driving me back to my husband. He says he's going to drop me off on my front porch all tied up with cum on my face. I say that he better not dare. I ask him how he's going to get back to the motel. He says he'll use my car and he'll leave it at the motel and Danica can drive me there the next morning to pick it up.

The Man makes me give him my home address. He says if I don't give it to him then he'll never let me go. I give him the address and he slowly circles my house. I see my husband's car in the drive-way. The Man stops the motor by the curb and says it's time to drop me off. I plead with him not to do this. The Man starts the motor again and drives off. He tortured me again but at least he obeyed my rules.

The Man gets me to give him Danica's address and he carries me to her front lawn and just leaves me there like something that was used and discarded. Then he rings Danica's doorbell and drives off. Danica sees me and unties me and takes me inside. Safe from The Man at last!................................


So this is my biggest bondage fantasy. It will probably never happen for real. It's very disturbing but I masturbate to it a lot.


August 27 – Danica and My Yard Boy

Tuesday is always a good day because that's the day that a neighborhood boy (whom I'll call Sonny) comes over to mow my lawn. It's also the day that my girlfriend Danica (see my August 24 entry for more about her) comes over to help me supervise him.

It's noon and my girls were just picked up by my babysitter and Hubby is at work. It's only me and our new puppy at home when Danica stops by. My yard boy, Sonny, will be by in a few hours. Danica and I are both wearing shorts and midriff tops. Except that Danica's outfit is black and I'm in white to match our hair colors.

I pour Danica her first glass of wine for the day – the first of many glasses. Then we take off our shorts (we never wear panties during summer) and we settle back to watch some porn until Sonny arrives.

We look at all the vids that I've saved in my xHamster Favorites during the past week of guys jacking off and we look at my Favorite cock pictures too. We also look at some of our extra-favorite vids and pics that we've seen before from certain xHamsters (you know who you are). I have Danica read out loud all of the very dirty comments and messages from xHamster guys who want to do very sexy things to her and she reads me a dirty story about her that a certain xHamster wrote about her.

We're both getting all worked up and horny and we're rubbing our pussies really good. I keep pouring Danica wine and she's more horny than ever. We do a little strappie action to take the edge off but it only makes us hotter.

Sonny is scheduled to arrive so we put our shorts back on and straighten our midriffs and head out to our fenced backyard and patio and set up our lounge chairs. Sonny arrives right on time and I usher him into the back yard and set him up with our push mower (we don't use a power mower because of the noise pollution).

Sonny is wearing shorts and a t-shirt. It's a very hot and humid day so Sonny takes off his t-shirt and gets to work. God, that boy has a nicely tanned and flat stomach and Danica notices that too. Danica is now on about her 4th glass of wine and she's feeling really tipsy and she asks me if Sonny would mind if she took off her top. I say that I don't know and that she should ask him.

Danica shouts, “Hey, Sonny, it's so hot and you have your shirt off. Can I take off my top too?”

Sonny replies, “Sure, Ma'am. You can do that. It's your yard.”

Well, it's my yard. But no difference. Danica takes off her top to get a more even tan – although I must say she's nicely bronzed right now with all the nude sunbathing that she does it her own back yard.

Danica lays down on her back and puts on her sunglases and tells me, “I hate it when boys call me 'Ma-am'. I'm only 25. Fuck it, Jenny, I'm so horny. I'm taking off my shorts too.”

Danica pulls off her shorts and now she's totally nude and she lays on her back and spreads her legs so Sonny can see her black bush and pussy.

Danica asks me, “Is he looking at me? I want to give that boy a show.”

I look at Sonny and he's hardly working. First, our puppy is in front of the lawn mower and barking at it as it approaches him. Puppy thinks it's another dog or something. So this makes Sonny go slower. And of course every time he mows a row he wipes his brow and looks at Danica.

I tell Danica that Sonny is giving her a close inspection and that she's being very naughty and then I pour her another glass of wine and excuse myself.

I retrieve our puppy and put him in the house because he's getting in the way. I make a pitcher of ice water and bring it to Sonny with a glass. Unlike Danica, I'm being quite proper with Sonny as I fear that any outlandish behavior would make its' way back to Hubby.

I come back to Danica and now she's in full masturbation mode. She's flat on her back with her sunglasses on and using both her hands on her pussy and she's moaning and moving her head back and forth. This girl is in total heat!!

Danica tells me, “Jenny, I'm totally out of control right now. I don't know if it's the wine, the heat, Sonny looking at me or us watching porn. All I know is this is so exciting to me.”

I tell Danica that's it's all those things that are making her do what she's doing and that Sonny has been watching her closely and that I see a bulge in his shorts. Now Sonny is almost done with my lawn and I thank Danica for helping me supervise him LOL.

Sonny finishes up by edging my lawn and he puts the lawn mower and edger away and comes over to Danica and I for his payment.

Danica takes off her sunglasses and asks Sonny in a slurred voice, “Sonny, exactly how old are you?”

“18, Ma'am”

Then Danica says to him, “18?!, Well then you're old enough to do this.” Danica very lewdly puts two finger in her pussy and finger fucks herself. It kind of reminds me of the crude performance by Miley Cyrus and her big foam finger at the MTV Video Awards show the other night.

After Danica fingered herself for about a minute in front of a stunned Sonny she took her fingers out of her pussy and picked up her wine glass and said, “But you're not old enough to drink this.”

All Sonny could say was “Yes, Ma'am” and “No Ma'am” and I could see his amazing hard-on pressing his pants out. I paid Sonny $15 and told him that we look forward to seeing him next week and that I'm very pleased with his work.

Then as Sonny walked out the gate Danica waved at him and said, “Yeah, Sonny, we can't wait to see more of you next week if you know what I mean.”

It was getting late and my girls and Hubby were due home any minute. As much as I wanted to finish Danica off I told her she needed to do it herself and I went inside to look out the front window and make sure that my girls or Hubby didn't come in the door when Danica was nude and masturbating outside. Meanwhile I looked at Danica as she rubbed out her final orgasms and I heard her screaming, “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me Sonny with your big hard dick.”

After Danica finished up I helped her put her clothes back on and I drove her the couple of blocks home. I must say that even I was surprised at Danica's behavior today.

P.S. Someone posted this picture today. It's an amazing resemblance to Danica except that Danica has black hair and a groomed black bush.




August 26 – Our New Fam*ily Member!

Hubby really scored some points today.

Hubby and I had decided about a year ago that we wanted to get a dog for our girls as soon as they were old enough to care for it. We had even agreed on a breed – a German Shepard. But we had never really talked about it since then even though we also agreed that the right time to get that puppy would be when our girls got to be about as old as they are now (ages 4 and almost 3).

Meanwhile our girls kept asking about getting a dog and they fawn over the little puppies up for adoption when the SPCA brings their little critters into town. I've always had an*imals in my life – horses and cows and goats and I even had my own German Shepard when I was growing up. If properly trained, that breed of dog is so loyal, protective, obedient and very gentle around ch*ildren. And the German Shepard is as smart as a whip too.

Well, hubby arrived home from work about an hour early while the girls were playing with their toys in the living room and I was getting ready to make dinner. Hubby opens the front door and yells “Surprise!” and in runs the most adorable German Shepard pup. Here a picture of the little rascal:



Puppy rushes up to the girls and starts jumping around with her tail wagging. I've never seen my girls so surprised and excited and happy. Hubby tells our girls that the puppy is for them to take care of and love. It was like Christmas in August. The girls haven't let Puppy out of their sight since then and Puppy loves it here too.

My only regret was that I didn't have a camera ready to take pictures or a video of Puppy running into our home and over to our girls. It was a complete surprise for me too. But I'll always have the memory in my mind.

It turns out that Hubby picked Puppy from a litter born just outside of town and puppy has been going to Obedience School for training. Puppy still has some rough edges but she's house-trained and very gentle and friendly around people.

I keep calling her Puppy because it's up to the girls to give her a name as soon as they can both agree on one. I've heard the girl call her “Wolf” and “Jasper” and “Monkey” and even “Puppy” so maybe they will choose one of those names. The important thing is that the girls come up together with their own name.

Like I said, this was a complete surprise to me. Hubby paid for the Obedience Training School with cash so I wouldn't see anything when I balanced the checkbook. It turns out that Hubby is good at keeping secrets too LOL. Big hugs to him!


My girlfriend Danica – August 24

My girlfriend Danica came over to play with me yesterday so I thought that I would write a little about our relationship. Danica isn't her real name. I can't give that out. But I'll call my girlfriend Danica because she looks just like the race car driver queen Danica Patrick. She's my age, has long black hair, she's just a little over 5 feet tall, only about 110 pounds at the most. Danica has an amazingly tight butt and naturally soft titties too.

The next thing you need to know about Danica is that she's extremely horny these days. Her boyfriend works in the energy industry up in North Dakota which is maybe 800 miles north of where we live. There's an energy boom going on up there and he's making money like crazy but only makes it home to see Danica and fuck her one weekend a month. He's supporting Danica financially and buying a house for her, but he isn't taking care of her sexual needs.

At least I have my ch*ildren and husband to take my mind off of sex. Danica's life is 24/7 all about sex. She doesn't sl*eep around with other guys. But aside from our daily workouts at the high school track and the time that we play together, I think all Danica does is watch porn and masturbate. And, yes, she has my xHamster account password and sneaks on here to watch those videos I save in my Favorites of guys jacking off. And she asked me to write this blog entry about her. She said to write whatever I want, but just don't give her real name.

Danica and I usually get together on Saturdays when Hubby goes somewhere with my girls. Usually he takes the girls to visit my preacher dad and my mom and that's when Danica comes over. We used to play together when the girls were napping but we made too much noise and it wakes them up.

We're not really lesbians or bisexual. Not in the romantic sense anyway. We just have sexual needs that aren't being met somewhere else. Danica knows all about my fetish for bondage and she wants me to “be her man” since her boyfriend is hardly around to fuck her.

Danica is terrible at tying knots so it's hard for her to tie me up. But she wraps me in duct tape all kinds of different ways and she puts her blindfold over my eyes and explores all my holes. I'm getting ready for anal sex again (I've gone 5 years without it since getting married) and Danica is loosening me up back there by licking my butthole and putting different objects in it. The strap-on dildo she has is too big for anal sex but my favorite thing for her to do to me is get me into the doggy and put my pony tail butt plug in me and pull on the tail while she fucks my pussy with her strap-on. Danica likes to give my ass cheeks a nice and hard spanking while she's doing this which I also love.

Like I say, Danica likes me to “be her man.” In almost all my fantasies about men, I'm submissive. But with Danica there's another side to me and I'm extremely aggressive with her. Masturbation can only get a girl so far. So I give Danica the good hard fucking that she needs with my strap-on. I love doing it and it's a great workout for my hips and it makes me feel very powerful. When I'm giving Danica my fake cock I call her my “dirty little puppy bitch” and she loves the dirty talk as much as I do.

Our playtime always ends with a trip to the shower where we do some grooming (Danica has a thick black bush but we keep it neat). Then we shower down (a little golden shower too I might add) and then we furiously finger fuck each other for a final orgasm.

Oh, yeah, and Danica is coming by every Tuesday afternoon when my yardboy mows my lawn. Last week she kept flashing her titties to him. I'm paying my yard boy by the hour and he's been taking a long time to mow my lawn. I hope we're not distracting him too much.

My pastor Hubby doesn't know about my relationship with Danica. I really don't think he would mind too much. He's not all hung up on sexual preferences like some men of the cloth are. He thinks there are more important things to concern ourselves with. But, all the same, Danica doesn't want me tell him and I have a really good thing going with her so that's one more secret I'm keeping from Hubby.


August 22 – My Secret Safe

Well, even though I've concluded that I may need to sl*eep around to get my bondage kicks, that doesn't mean that I've given up on the notion that Hubby might start doing some bdsm with me.

Okay, I've never come right out and told Hubby that I want to do some bondage with him. Like getting tied up with rope, suspended from a ceiling, spanked, treated like a little puppy, taken advantage of with a face-fuck or, heaven forbid, a nasty anal sex session – just to mention a few of my secret fantasies. I haven't told him those things because it is against his very nature to treat women that way. Let alone treat his wife that way. But maybe if I can show him that I actually desire to do those things, then he might change his way of thinking.

Yesterday when I went shopping I bought a small fireproof safe that is used to keep valuables in. The idea is to put it in our bedroom and torture Hubby about what I'm keeping in it that could possibly be of so much value to me.

Today I loaded the safe with all my bondage toys that I've been buying. Like my butt plug, ball gag, rope, a dog collar and leash, a dog food bowl with my name on it, and a paddle. I even put a portable hard drive in the safe loaded with videos of women getting tied up and used. Then I locked the safe and put it in our bedroom along with a sign on it saying, “Jenny's Secret Safe.”

When Hubby got home from work and saw it he was amused at first. But then he kept asking me what was is in it and that he never keeps any secrets from me. All I kept telling him was that I do have a secret passion that I want to keep to myself right now because he might not approve. Hubby said nothing will ever come between us and he's accepting of whatever I have in the safe. He kept pleading for me to open it. Hubby's so cute when he begs LOL.

Anyway, only I know the combination and I'm not going to open it quite yet. It's just going to sit in the corner of our bedroom with my “Jenny's Secret Safe” sign on it. Hubby can stew awhile in his curiosity. In about a month I'll leave it open “by mistake” and let Hubby discover what's in it when I'm out of the house on one of my day long excursions. Then, hopefully, things will change when Hubby discovers his loving wife's secret passion.

I really hope this works because – quite honestly – I do not want to sl*eep around if I don't have to.



August 21 – Driving Topless

Today I had to drive 50 miles up the road to buy a few things that I can't get in my own little town.

After driving for about 25 miles I dared myself to drive topless for the next 20 miles. So I pulled to the side of the road and took my t-shirt and bra off and put them in the car trunk. Then I started driving again – this time topless.

I was on Nebraska Hwy 136 and it's not a real busy road. Just a country 2-lane highway. But about every minute or so a car would approach and pass me from the opposite direction. Each time a car approached from the opposite direction I slowed down and took one hand off the steering wheel and cupped one of my tits to help the driver see me naked. I'm sure that almost all the drivers – mostly males - saw my tits.

After about 10 miles I came to signs that said “flagger ahead” and “prepare to stop.” Since my t-shirt and bra were in the trunk I started to feel nervous and vulnerable and I thought about pulling over and putting my top back on before I got to the flagger. But I dared myself and kept going. This was pretty risky because lots of times there are police there if it's a big road operation.

Turns out that they were doing some repaving and there were no police. Just 5 cars waiting for the flagger to wave them through. I stopped behind an older woman and it felt pretty weird to be exposed to her so I took one of the floor mats and covered my tits with it so she couldn't see me just in case she looked in her rear view mirror.

After a few minutes the flagger waved us through and I put down the floor mat so the flagger could see my breasts. I waved and he – with a big smile on his face – waved back and put his thumbs up in approval. A couple of the hunks paving the road also saw me as I passed by.

Then when I got to the flagger on the other side there were about 5 men workers standing around taking a break (typical for the road crews). It seems that the first flagger had radioed the second flagger that I was topless since they were giving my car particular attention as I approached. I rolled by real slow with my windows down and received cat-calls of approval and one worker shouted, “Nice tits, baby!” I was really turned on and laughed and replied, “Nice cocks, guys!” even though they – of course – had their pants on. Then I drove by and about a mile later pulled over and put my t-shirt and bra back on since I was almost at my destination town.

I arrived at the store and parked away from the other cars. I pulled my shorts and panties down around my ankles and masturbated in my car about what I had done.