Office of Oral Pleasure

I was tipsy bordering on drunk as I stood giggling with Ebony in a corporate office elevator. We'd both had a few too many in celebration of whatever non-fete was to be celebrated. It'd been a little while since our last seeing each other and a slight bit longer since our last sexual experience. Our relationship was still broken and would not be fixed, we were still young and full of cum and vigor. Part of me thinks the extra drinks we ordered served to keep us occupied during the awkward silences. The office was empty except for one or two people who were burning the midnight oil, their fingers feverishly typed away. Part of me thought they were having IM sex in their cubes, but I'm just a dirty mind like that some times.

Ebony stumbled into her small temporary office to collect her bag and some other left over things as I sat on the edge of a table inside trying not to be too loud so as not to get her in any trouble with the higher ups. She checked her voice mail and turned on the small office radio to cover up our drunken whispers. When she was done, she lowered the shades on the window a little, squeezed passed me, clicked the door locked and the light out. The room was lit only by the pale blues of the computer monitor at her desk. Ummmm what's going on here?

Our lips touched briefly as her hands grabbed at my belt buckle. She pulled my hard dick from my boxers, gave it a nice hard tug and knelt before me. Before my drunken mind could process the absurdity, her full lips opened wide, her tongue slithered from between them and caressed the head of my dick. Mmm her mouth was warm and wet as if she were watering at the mouth in anticipation of this moment. She took the head of my manhood between her lips with a slurp that was audible even over the small alarm clock music. With doe-eyed innocence she looked up at me and sucked hard. My head rolled backward as I looked to the sky wondering what I did to deserve such a heavenly pleasure. The blue-hued drop ceiling had no answers for me. Her tongue danced around my shaft as Ebony's warm saliva spread around my warm flesh. She stared up at me knowing she had me on edge. Getting orally pleased in a standing or even semi-standing position rarely works for me, especially if the pleaser is as skilled as Ebony was. A grunt left her throat as she sucked me deeper. I pulled my spit covered cock from her mouth.

"You wanna play this game? You wanna fuck with me?" I said as I walked the two steps to her desk. I spun her chair around and pushed it so it's back was firm against the desk. I unbuckled my pants fully, pushed my boxers to my ankles and sat wide legged. "Now come suck this dick!" I challenged.

Ebony was standing above me, her color was bright computer blue. She wiped her mouth with her thumb and index finger as if to say "not a problem." She was back on her knees in front of me.

"Pull those titties out I want to see 'em." I pleaded.

Ebony made short quick work of her bra and threw her top to the floor. Her firm brown tits with her upturn nipples saluted me. She rubbed her nipples playfully then swallowed my cock again. Her head bobbed up and down hard. Her mouth suction was incredible, she forced my throbbing dick deeper into her throat as her saliva dripped down to my balls where her hands massaged me lightly.

"mmm yeah suck that dick, Eb. Oooh fuck yeah show me you know how to suck this dick." I whispered. Her face was devilish. She was being a commanding bitch and knew it. I liked it.

My gaze drifted to the window, where a small amount of the city view was still visible. There was building after building of office suites, some of them still had their lights on. I wondered how many of the darkened offices were occupied by men getting their cocks inhaled or women getting their punanas sucked. Ebony's tongue flicked fast against the head like an out of control water hose then she dived back down sucking. The sight of her firm tits bouncing as she sucked me was magnetizing. I reached down molding them in my fingers. Her warm skin was pliable yet soft. I rubbed her nipples softly until I felt her hands grab mine coaxing me to squeeze harder...then harder still. I squeezed them and she let out a full-mouthed moan.

I took my drenched dick in my hand and stroked while her tongue licked lower. Her mouth sucked across my testicles as a shiver shot up my spine. Oooh yes I wanted more and told her so. My spare hand pinched her nipples hard how she liked it as my other hand jerked my stiff wet dick in front of her face.

"Show me those pretty titties." I moaned as my hand worked hard and fast against my cock. Her blue glow undulated in front of me as she bounced her firm tits and played with her nipples. I was on the verge. She knew it. My hands squeezed her nipples hard pulling her forward towards me. She let out a groan. "Come get it, I'm gonna cum." I said.

Ebony's mouth took in my cock with reckless abandon. Her head bobbed up and down fevered and horny then I felt the star burst. Her suction increased as I felt my cum power-squirting into her throat. She swallowed squirt after squirt then tugged me harder sucking every last drop into her mouth. I relaxed backward my firm manhood throbbed and quivered. Her pretty nipples got an extra squeeze and a tweak from her fingers as she smiled then made her way to her feet. I motioned to her, she leaned in and produced them for me to taste. I sucked each breast hard and flicked them with my tongue just as she liked. When I pulled away, I grazed each with my teeth hard, causing her to whence...then smile.

I am The Fury...step into my office.

DO me!




Don't be sweet and romantic with me.

I like it rough. I like it raw. I like it dirty.



Don't be slow and gentle.

Grab me, and mark me, and break me.



Don't be tender.

Make it hurt.



Don't fall in love with me.

Fall in lust with me.



Don't whisper and ask me what I want.

Tell me what you are going to do.



Don't take me to church and make me a saint.

Take me to a hotel and make me a sinner.



Don't make me your wife or your girlfriend.

I am your slut, your pet, and your whore.



Hunger

I need refueling. I am empty of you. I am starving for you. The feel of your breath on my lips. The taste of your cum. The grip of your fingers twisted in my hair. The sound of your voice in my ear as you whisper that I am yours, your pretty little whore. I close my eyes and try to remember the rhythm of your thrusting. My fingers curling around the nothing that should be your cock.

Soon is not soon enough.
I could waste away to nothing by then.

Bottle Service

BJ's back hit the refrigerator with a thud, my hands gripped her firm caramel breasts through her shirt as our tongues slipped across each other. Her mouth was soft, her tongue was softer, warmer and welcoming as it had been to my mouth and especially my dick over the time we had been passionate. We sucked each others mouths panting like rabid animals. My hands moved from her tits down her body.

I slid my excited fingers into the band of what I believe were pajama bottoms/sweatpants....hell they could've been jeans. What I do remember was the urgency. I needed to feel her warm skin in my hands. Her hands easily undid my pants and found my stiff dick. She stroked me hard as we kissed. My hands fumbled in those pants of which I can't remember the type. My fingers glided passed the short cropped soft curly hairs and down into her plentiful pussy. BJ had phat pussy lips (as we'd discovered and agreed upon before our first sexual encounter). They were soft and juicy in my hands. I caressed them slightly. The smooth damp skin slid across my fingers like the parts of a well oiled machine.

We panted in each others mouths as we sucked each others' tongues. Then my finger slid inside her. A deep warm rush of feminine essence welcomed my middle finger then my index finger as I caressed inside of her. The warm tight folds of her wet pudenda massaged my fingers as I massaged her. The sticky soft juice drooled onto my hand as I finger fucked her harder. Her moans grew loud and urgent.

"mmph...yes...mmmmmm oooh. Shiiiiiit." BJ said between kisses.

It had been at least a couple of weeks since we last enjoyed each other. Our friendship had become complicated as friendships usually can when other women come between good friends. We were good friends. Good friends with great benefits. The benefits being my ability to finger fuck my friend, fuck my friend, suck my friend and get sucked by my friend on a whim. This other woman now complicated those benefits, but not now.

The apartment was dark except for a bedroom light and the light here in the small kitchen where BJ and I kissed as I fingered her juicy wet sex and she stroked my throbbing hard dick. There was a window or three open, almost all had the shades raised and if a neighbor was so inclined, I'm sure they could've watched as I pulled one of her round firm caramel breasts with the chocolate nipple from her shirt and sucked it hard. BJ groaned as I introduced a third finger into her pussy. My saliva dribbled across her chest and sucked her nipple then nibbled it letting my teeth graze just over it.

"Fuck me. Fuck me right here." BJ moaned as I fluttered two of my fingers against her g-spot.

"No." I said pushing her forward and turning her so she was bent partially over the kitchen counter.

I pushed my hard dick against her wide ass as my fingers found her punani again. My other hand pushed her pants down to her ankles. My thin boxers were the only barrier between her ass and the hot throbbing manhood I gyrated against her. BJ liked a hot stiff dick against her ass and I was giving her plenty of it. The heat from her skin, her scent, her juices drove me insane. I wanted to take her apart in every way possible. I wanted to punish her and love her. I wanted to fuck her and hold her. I wanted to treat her like a slut and like a queen all at the same time. Then, way back then, BJ admonished me for not being adventurous enough. Now here with her bent over her kitchen counter with the windows open, the sweat, the humidity, the smell of summer in New York City she would get what she wanted.

"Fuck me, Fury. Fuck me, please." BJ begged as my mouth sucked the sides of her neck occasionally biting her as I gyrated my throbbing dick against her ass. She reached between us, pushed my boxers down over my dick so our skin touched. I rubbed the head of my dick against her ass, leaving a small smear of pre-cum wherever it traveled. "You gonna fuck me with that dick?" She asked with a hint of dare in her tone.

I glanced up to the counter at the remnants of her grocery packing or unpacking or maybe it was all the shit she intended to give away. A gleam caught my eye. A white and blue label with a gold colored liquor. I grabbed the bottle.

"I wanna fuck you with this bottle." I said fumbling with the top on the Corona (a very good beer by the way). The slim pilsner would make for an easy entry, but quite a whallop of a fuck. I jammed my dick between her hot ass cheeks and rubbed her there teasing the two of us. "I'm gonna fuck you with this bottle."

"No. I want you!" She moaned as my fingers worked inside her, sputtering pussy juice across her thighs.

"I wanna put this bottle up your cunt." I groaned tapping the dirtiest filthiest things I could find in my vocabulary. I wanted to be that adventurous dirty person for her today. The vision of her bent over the counter with me fucking her with the bottle as beer sloshed against the floor and mixing with her cum inside the entry of her nana, made my heart beat faster. After she moaned and screamed I would take that beer to my lips and suck the remnants of her from. it. Then suck the beer taste from her twat.

"Nooo!" She pushed back. BJ wanted me to give her what the other woman (the one that interrupted our benefits) would be getting. She wanted to feel me. She wanted to feel that closeness again. I wanted to give her what she had wanted from me before that woman came around. I wanted to be The Fury for her. Fighting my strength, BJ turned to face me. "Fuck me with this dick. I want your dick in me." She pleaded.

"I wanna see that bottle in your phat coochie." I panted.

BJ dropped quickly to her knees. Her lips wrapped around the head of my manhood and sucked. Her hand stroked me hard as her saliva drooled from her lips across my balls and her hands. Sweet licks, hard sucks, just enough to make me throb even harder then she rose.

"You gonna fuck me or what?" She asked.

"With the bottle..." I started then saw her eyes drop. Her grip on my cock loosened.

"Never mind." She said pushing me back a half step with the palms of her hands. She reached down pulled up her pants and walked the dark hall back to the lit the bedroom.

I stood there staring at the beer bottle and my hard throbbing manhood. I felt ashamed, disappointed, horrible, horny, angry and confused. However, I had tapped a new level of my naughty depths.

The Fury was here and had revealed his secret identity.

100K +!

we're climbing high in page views!

I have long been planning some sort of celebratory post for when the site passed the 100,ooo views mark. Actually the 100k mark under the new stat counter we've been using here. Before I left for a mini-vacation, the number lingered right around 96K so I figured I'd have at least a good week before the mark was hit because well...if I don't post, the views logically drop. I still had no idea what the celebratory post would consist of.

Then this morning, I decided to take a quick look just to keep an eye on the number and we're currently at 107,019 page views!! WOW! Now, I know that's a drop in the bucket for some of my fellow sex bloggers and even less for my friends the gossip bloggers, but hey I'm basking here!! LOL

So that basically means The Dirty Details has crossed 107K views in 11 months (when the count restarted because of the new counter)! Not bad for a this little site that could. So I'll give you some insight into how thinsg have gone:

The busiest months were May 2007 and November 2007 (hmmm you guys get extra horny during the change of seasons, huh)

The slowest month was September (Back to school means people looking over your perverted little shoulders)

The most popular keyword search that's brought you guys here "nyc cumslut". (Nothing like a cumslut from NYC is what I say!!)

I must give honors to Sugasm and the Fleshbot sex blog roundup for their numerous mentions, top threes and overall coolness.

Also YouPorn, which has been responsible for at least 20,ooo page views recently. Thanks for the inclusion in your feeds.

I'd also like to thank the fans from all over the world that keep us inspired...you know who you are;-)

So, I have this issue...what should I do to celebrate the over 100K views? I'm taking any and all suggestions. Help a brother out, please! Thanks

Me in the Flesh

Well, I'll be darned! Apparently the uber cool Always Aroused Girl chose my post "Wait" to Fleshbot a few days ago. Check it out! And I didn't even have to promise her a no-strings-attached night of wildly uninhibited fucking.
XX,
A. Secret

She was sweet as Sugasm


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They Knew


I wonder how they knew.


Those sexy young bad boys who started talking me up in the store. The two of them with their devious smiles and devil may care attitudes. Their hard young bodies and dark blue service uniforms. Blue collar boys with trouble in their eyes.


I wonder how they knew as I started to walk past them.


Me in my charcoal grey skirt. The tight fit stopping just above my knees. Pale silk blouse, pearl earrings, long hair pulled back from my face. Professional girl all the way.


I wonder how they knew when they blocked my path.


"Don't let her go" the one with the tattoed biceps tells his friend. They use the items in my cart to bring me into conversation. They are smooth and sweet and oh so young. Finding excuses to touch my hand or my arm. Verbally dualing for my attention.


I wonder how they knew.


When they laid eyes on me. The proper girl so outwardly not their type. I wonder how they knew that I wasn't wearing panties.


I wonder how they knew.


When they tag teamed to trap me. I wonder how they knew that what I was really thinking was how much I wanted to tag team them.

Game On


Due to the noise of the casino and the laughter of the guys at our poker table I didn't quite hear what you whispered to me.


As the dealer pauses so that the cocktail waitress can deliver the next round of drinks I lean over to give you a good view of the cleavage created in my tight dress. I rest my hand high up on your inner thigh and with a squeeze ask you to repeat the question.


You sit back in your chair and realize our game is on. In a normal tone of voice you say, "I bet you won't go into the bathroom right now and take off those panties and bring them back to me". The guys at the table grin and elbow each other and even the dealer seems interested in this outcome.


I smile. I take a slow sip of my cocktail. I then reach under my dress, hook a finger into the leg of my panties and tug them down. Wiggling my hips I slide them down my thighs, over my calves, and past my strappy heels. On one finger my skimpy black panties dangle. That is until I drop them into your lap.


The table is quiet and motionless for a full moment, before the laughter and elbowing continues.


I see your bet and raise you.




Truths

The thing with being honest is that you might not like the answers.

The thing with giving yourself to someone is trusting them to be careful.

The thing with ignoring what's important is that it doesn't go away.

The thing with assuming you see the same way is that you could be blind.

The thing with getting too comfortable is that it's hard to get back on your feet.

The thing with being good friends is that it is hard to be lovers.

The thing with being good lovers is that it is hard to be friends.

A Blow By Blow Lesson

"I want to kiss it..." La La said tentatively.

I heard a bit of embarrassment, but even more excitement in her voice. She laid next to me leaning her head on her hand. Her beautiful nude body was bathed in blue light which gave her chocolate skin a greenish glow. The sweat from our sex dotted her body like light dew.

"Oh you do?" I asked.

She only nodded her head as she smiled.

"What brought this on?" I was surprised knowing she wasn't a fan of giving oral, partially she admitted, because she wasn't sure if she knew how to do it well.

"I want you to teach me..." La La whispered.

She slid her body down the bed to my still throbbing manhood. Without pretense or fear she wrapped her small fingers around it.

"Now tell me what to do." She said as she slid the head between her plump lips.

Her mouth danced around me as I felt an immediate shiver up my spine.

"Yes, that's good. Work it up and down like that. Oooooh. Wrap your hand around it. Now stroke it in rhythm with your mouth. Mmmmmm."

"Mmmm S-s-suck it, baby. Yes, don't worry about the spit. Let it fall, use it, let it be sloppy. Ooohhhh."

I pushed La La's hair from in front of her face. Both out of courtesy and because I wanted to see her mouth on me. She swirled her tongue nicely then dipped lower on me.

"Tighten your hand...yeah...ooh loosen some. Make it tight like your kitty, baby. Yesss." I moaned.

When I could speak, I walked La La through orally pleasing me. She was a natural already, but everything I coached her to do, enhanced her technique.

"Speed it up, baby. Mmmmm shit yeah. Suck me, baby."

Her mouth worked faster, her hand with it. She paused staring at my throbbing manhood in her hand.

"Now the head..."

Her tongue swirled the head like an ice cream cone, but with intensity. She looked up to me with expectant eyes as her hand stroked me hard.

"You already know how to do this!"

"You think so? You showed me a lot."

"So, if I told you that you don't need any more lessons does that mean you won't do it anymore?"

"Yep."

"In that case, we have more work to do..." I smiled.

"Like what?" She asked stroking my cock then sliding up my body on top of me.

"We'll save that for next time." I reply

"Mmmhmm look at you trying to get more head."

The next lesson would be "eye contact"...

Wait

He takes his time with me. Slowly peeling my clothes from me and dropping them to the floor, piece by piece. My eyes never leave his, hoping that his gaze will reveal his intentions. His look gives away nothing. The very last thing he peels from me are my panties. With one finger hooked inside the waistband he slowly slides them down my thighs and lifts each of my legs stepping me out of them. Standing before him, completely exposed, my breathing goes shallow in anticipation of what is to come. I know better than to attempt to move, to show modesty by covering myself. The seconds tick by as his eyes move over every inch of my naked flesh. When he reaches out it is simply to turn me around. His doll on a pedestal to be admired from every angle.


His hands go to my jawline and he lifts my face to his. He smiles at me and runs his thumb over my lips. He trails one finger down my neck and across my collarbone, tracing lazy patterns across my skin. Still I am silent. The urge to reach out and touch him is overwhelming. His fingertips walk down my stomach and I hold my breath, silently begging him to slip down further. He follows my tan lines with those fingers, over my hips and back across my stomach.

My cunt is aching for his touch. My body is humming with need. My mind is screaming with wants. And yet he makes me wait. My first lesson in patience.