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   Normal!!, what is normal in the 21st century, whether Male or female we
all enjoy fantasies and fantasizing about sex.  As for my writing, I
wouldn't say I write as I do in my diary blog, factual writing about my
life and how I want to live.  Names and details have been changed to
protect the privacy of those involved.  Most of the story is based on my
diary, Some of the details have been changed to protect people's privacy.

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   Chapter 8, Daggers in the Heart by Christina Carey skip1990@gmail.com

   Long weekends, Yeah, I come to life, families get to gather.  Kids come
home from college, uni.  I have no family, yet I long for weekends, I
hunger for them.  Hubbies get bored with their sexless marriages, or they
want to kill the in-laws or the kids.  Well, here come their savior, Me,
the slut savior.  I was put on this earth for that reason, To save the
world, of mindless murdering of innocent people.  There is only one
bar/club in my village, and I am well-known there for my promiscuity.  This
is my family and I prey on horny bored hubbies, there are a few wife's I
have sex with, that's more them, experimenting with their sexuality.

   Saturday, I spent with my roomie and his mates, they come to our
apartment to watch sports, drink beer.  I am not that into sports, I just
read while they watch their game, getting hungrier.  I though hunger for
sex, well, I am a slut that Is two-thirds through my Mr.  Smirnoff, high on
cocaine.  Almost any guy looks hot, when I am that high.  I am only in it
for me, I want to feed my hunger for sex.  I think I have always been
promiscuous as far as I can remember, Ever since my head smacked some
asphalt it's become a sexual craving.  Doctors say they can fix it with
drugs, Hell no!!!, why would I want to fix it, I am having the best time of
my fucking life.  There are five drunk guys wanting to fuck my brains out,
and a very high, hungry me, craving each and every cock to fuck me.

   Sunday, well the sex rolled on till about noon.  I slept off my drugs
and booze till 7pm.  The only thing that was going to get me out of bed and
rid myself of this booming head was my hunger for sex.  There was only one
fucked-out roomie around here, so I guess it's off to the bar/club.  I
arrived early, I was hungry for my sex fix, Guess I was a little too early
it was quiet just a few older people.  This guy is the exception, someone I
had never seen in the bar before.  The holiday season is all but over, He's
a horny, bored hubby?, I have to find out.  I sit beside him at the bar and
ordered myself a Mr.  Smirnoff, he offered to buy my drink, that's a good
sign I thought to myself.

   "Thank you," I said In my sexiest voice.

   I was wearing my sexy black, one piece dress, short enough to just hide
I that I wasn't wearing panties.  Why bother, I was here to feed my hunger,
panties not needed?  My dress is quite low-cut.  My D size breasts hosted
by the tight waist, bust-line was showing enough of my breasts for him to
notice, I wasn't wearing a bra.

   "You're welcome, I don't like drinking alone." He said almost spilling
his beer.  He caught a glimpse of one of my nipples that popped out of my
dress, almost spilling his beer.

   "Haven't seen you here before, you're not local are you??." I said,
rearranging my dress to cover my nipple that was trying to escape.

   "No, we, Errr, I am staying in the cottage by the village post office,"
He said cleaning some beer dribbles up that he spilled on the counter, with
a napkin.

   "Yes, I know the one, I thought it was empty, How come you're living
there?" I said, placing my hand on his lap.

   "We have rented It for a while to see if we like the village, then we
might buy it," He said with a nervous tone in his voice.

   "Well, you're married?," All the signs said he's married, nervous for
one, I asked anyway.

   "Yep, with two kids 11 and 12." His nervous tone was getting more
pronounced.

   "Where are they, left them at home have you?, I thought all you family
guys spent time together on long weekends?"

   "The wife as our two girls to check out the dance class, just one of the
things that need checking before we make the move."

   "I see you didn't go with them, not your scene or what?"

   "Nope, it's not, we have gone through a rough patch, that's why we are
thinking of moving here, to make another go of our marriage."

   I could feel his pain sexless marriage written all over him, guys like
him are why I am here to pleasure sexually.  I give them what they don't
get at home, a good fuck.

   "So sorry to hear your marriage is on the rocks, I would like to make
you happy tonight." I said, moving my hand higher up his lap very close to
his crotch.  I could feel the desire to fuck me running through his thighs.
I inched my hands closer to the bulge in his pants, he went all quiet,
froze was the word explained it best.

   I leaned over and kissed him, Not on the cheek, a full on sloppy kiss,
lips just parting his.  My fish is on the hook, now I just play with his
emotions, I want him well warmed up for my feeding.  Not getting him too
hot, so he fucks me right here in the bar.  That as happened on a few
occasions, " Would love for you to show me around your new cottage?"

   "Oh, hell yeah!!

   "He said, finishing his beer as quickly as he was able.

   "Hey, hold up there, Let a girl finish her drink, I Am Carla by the
way." I was hungry for some sex, I want him to desire me to the point of
ravishing me.

   "Oh, sorry Carla, I am Mick." The moment I first set eyes on Mick I knew
my Sunday was going to be special.  I would be able to give him pleasurable
sex, and hopefully he will pleasure me likewise.

   A Mr.  Smirnoff's later I drove him the short distance to his cottage by
the post office, In my car.  He had a few and was already drunk, way past
his pissed by the limit.

   "I just called In the bar for a drink before going home from work, so
don't mind my clothes Mick."

   "You wear them clothes to work, where do you work?" He asked.  I was
wearing a short, tight black dress, That just hid enough to stop me being
arrested, and my strappy heels.  I only ever wear heels, I have been known
to sleep in my heels, but that's another story.

   "I work in the office at the adventure center, by the big hotel as you
get off the freeway."

   "The guy at the post office told me about a local slut in the village,
It's you, isn't it?" He asked with a smirky grin on his face.

   "Guilty as charged!" What can I say, I get around, and the postie is as
horny as it gets.

   "I always wanted to fuck a dirty slut, Hey one just dropped in my lap."

   "Hey, there you go again Mick, getting ahead of one's self.  I would
like you to undress me first, Mick?" He did so with vigorous speed, which
didn't take long, I wasn't wearing much, no bra or panties.

   "Now get in the tub you dirty slut, wash the filth away from your body."
I don't know if he knows that his words can become daggers in his own
heart. Having sex with him, his other woman, a sexual affair.  That's how
most married men consider me.  A girl with a reputation in this small
village, It can, and has turned out painful before, But as the other woman.
Am I the real home wrecker?  I am not to blame.  He could have very easily
said NO.  Let's face it, gossip is hot stuff, even if at the expense of
someone else.  I don't gossip, so are the gossips to blame?

   I finally gave into his dominance and join him in the bathroom.  The
sound of water splashing in the bathroom echoes as it falls on the tile
floor.  I see his mind considering if his weapon was big enough to use on
me.  I snickered to myself watching him.

   "Wash up, take a soak, you'll still be a dirty slut when you get out of
the tub." He says while propping himself up on the door-jam.  He turned
really dominant now he's in the familiar environment of his own home.

   I pout and bite on my bottom lip, I undress in front of him, leaving
each layer of clothes in a trail behind me.  I stood naked in front of him,
watching his cock get harder.  I then eased myself past him, letting the
bulge of his hard cock brush against my naked body.  I step into the tub
focusing my eyes on his and lower myself slowly into the bubbly water.

   The complex alchemy of power play in his eyes, send electric shocks
through my body.

   I lap the bubbles over my breast, he watches the movement of the suds
slipping slowly over my body, revealing my breast again.  I see a drug
running through his veins, his eyes are focused on my hips moving under the
bubbles.  I stand up letting the soapy bubbles slowly run down my body. 
His eye glued on the soapy suds slip slowly over my breasts.

   As the last of the soapy water drained from the tub.  I reached for a
lush white towel and wrapped it around my body, tucking it between my
breasts to secure it in place.  Making sure the bottom showed off my ass
cheeks.  I walked through the doorway brushing the towel against him so it
flapped open, exposing my soap covered vulva to his hungry eyes.

   "Your one dirty slut with a few holes for me to fuck." He said, sitting
on the bed beside me.  His cock was a hard as his voice.

   He began to kiss me, his tongue was inside my mouth, he pinned me to the
bed, his mouth was against mine for a long time suffocating me.  His sexual
energy was electric, trembling as he lay on top of me.

   I managed a gasp of breath when his mouth wandered to my breast, his
hands were also quite busy removing my towel.  He was so frantic with his
hands on my hips and belly while his mouth worked on my breasts.

   I wanted him inside me, and it was time I showed him who's the real
dominant one.  I put my hands to good use by removing his pants.  I was
unable to see his cock, he was smothering me on the bed.  The size and the
hardness of his cock between my legs made me instantly wet.  I grasped his
cock between my thighs and rolled him so I was on top of him.

   "Lay back and relax." I told him to looking into his glazed eyes.  I was
now in control of how this was going to play out.  His body was restless,
My tongue down his chest and brought his body to involuntary spasms when I
clasped my mouth around his cock, consuming its whole length.  It was warm
and smooth like a babies bum.  I stroked his balls while I sucked his cock.

   "Ahrrrr!!!!" He moaned as he splayed out his arms and grasped the bed
covers, "Wow!!!  That's the first time anyone as acted like this," I
thought to myself.

   Again, I suck his cock deep into my mouth, then sucked hard as it came
out, he moaned harder as I started to increase the pace.  The bed linen had
bundled up around him, my cock sucking intensity increased to the point it
was about four-come its sweet juices.

   He let out a cry of ecstasy, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming." Along with
heavy breathing, which only made me more of an animal.  I released his cock
from my mouth.  I grasp and slid my hands up his torso planting my lips on
his, with our lips locked together, I lowered my moist vulva on his
throbbing cock.  He tried to moan in ecstasy, his mouth opened.  I just
sucked on his tongue and clasped my teeth around it as I bounced on his
cock.  The old mattress began to squeak to the same intensity as I bounced
up and down on his hard member.

   "Unh fuck...ummm...fuck," Came the muffled sounds from his mouth.  I
clenched my muscles around his cock.

   "Oohhmmm." I orgasm-ed over his cock, I slowed down the pace, I didn't
want him to shoot his cum just yet.  I need at least one more orgasm.  I
gyrate my hips while clenching hard on his cock.  Every cock is different
so finding the right movement of my body on his cock is a challenge I
relish.  I wanted his cock deeper inside me.  I reached down and grabbed
his balls in the palm of my hands and pushed his throbbing balls inside me.

   "Yess, almost." I am leaning over backwards, with my hands grasping his
legs.

   "Unh fuck." That's the spot." I immediately clenched my pussy muscles
around his cock and began gyrating my hips on his cock.

   "Oh, ye-ah, here, It...  cu-ms...  AHHHHHhhhhhhh!" My body was
vigorously spamming on his cock, My orgasms came in bursts till a final
jolt of my body signaled the biggie.  Soon after his cock unloaded its cum
into me, He was about to pass out on the bed when I fell over backwards,
his limp cock slipping out of me.

   "Oh Baby, that was amazing, Better fuck than the wife," He said laying
flat on the bed, fight for his breath.

   "So you prefer a dirty slut fucking you than your wife?" I said as I
stood over him, my pussy dripping my juices on his chest.

   "Oh Yess!!!, for sure, your FUCKIN HOT!"

   I lowered myself on his chest and kissed him on the lips before climbing
off the bed.  Then I picked up the white plush towel and after cleaning
myself off I tossed him the towel to do the same.

   I was getting myself dressed when we heard a noise, It was his wife and
kids returning home.

   "FUCK!!!, It's the wife, what are we gonna do now!" He said softly, then
jump off the bed.

   "First don't panic, clean up, get dressed and go down welcome your wife
and kids."

   "What about you!"

   "I'll tidy up here, you make sure they are in the kitchen, with the door
shut in 10 minutes.  Then I'll sneak down and let myself out the front
door."

   "OK, got it," he said hurriedly dressing himself.

   "Remember, I need at least 10 minutes OK."

   "Yeah, I Got it Babe." He said then he kissed and left to greet his wife
and kids.

   I tidied the bed linen and tossed the dirty towel in the linen basket.
There was a spray bottle of Febreze on the bathroom counter, I sprayed it
around to mask the sex smell.  I wrote him a note with my number and the
words "Your dirty slut." I tucked it in his jacket pocket, I then made my
way down the stairs.  He had left the front door slightly ajar, so I left
silently, leaving the door just silently ajar as not to make any noise.  I
then got into my car and drove home knowing I left him well fucked and
sexually pleased.

   C) Christina Carey My blogs @ http://fiftyshades-ofgray.blogspot.ca/
http://lovewithoutclinging.wordpress.com/