The Way I Plan My Seduction

seduction of younger men

I Like the Seduction of Younger and Shy Men

I like younger men, but usually, I go for the 20-21-year-olds. Any younger than that can be a mixed bag of issues that I don’t typically want to deal with. I do like them to be more mature than their years. But I am picky and very selective. Usually, I look for them wherever I go. I also seek innocence and I have a radar that reads men very well and easily.

 

There was a new cashier at my local grocery store, where I do all of my shopping. I went through his line and saw his name tag said “Eric”. He had a very clean cut appearance, very neat, and he was also doing his job intensely. I watched him check out the people ahead of me.

 

At surface level… I could tell he was almost a little geeky, probably shy, but he exuded intelligence too. By looking at him, I knew he was a good student, had made his parents proud, and was probably intimidated by girls. It sounds egotistical but I can spot them right away.

 

I watched Eric. I noticed his hands, rather larger, his finger nice and long. So I daydreamed a little about how they’d feel inside me. I looked back to his face… he had pretty blue eyes with long lashes but he avoided eye contact with the customers. He was there physically; just not mentally, he was also lost in his own little daydreams. Just like I usually am.

 

I Plotted my Seduction of Him

 

When I got up to the register, he made very quick eye contact with me and proceeded to do his job. I leered in at him, almost concentrating on making him feel me staring. Does that work? I sure as hell don’t know, but it I felt like it did. He looked a little younger than I first thought up close, kind of a baby face. I know he’s not experienced someone like me before.

 

How can I explain it to you? It was his awkwardness that I found arousing. Assuming he had no more than moderate sexual experience with women, I decided I was going to have to teach him some new tricks. That’s how it began, just simply due to my “mood” while shopping on a Saturday afternoon. Poor Eric had no idea what he was in store for.

 

To Be Continued Soon!

Seduction Powers Activated

 

Seduction to Me is a kinky Sex Game

 

I like younger men, but I am only in my late 20’s, so while I am an older woman than the guys I like… I’m not the cougar type… yet anyway. I guess will be someday lol. What I like about younger men is “inexperience” and even their awkwardness in regard to the way they deal with me. There is something very arousing about a young 21-year old who is totally nervous in my presence. It’s a compliment to me, it is even a shy guy’s way of flirting if you know what I mean. It means they find me attractive, that their minds are working overtime about me. Considering men of all ages think every few minutes about sex…. I know what is on their mind. And again, considering that I try to make myself obvious as a tease… I work on every movement I make.

 

That’s right, I wonder how many men actually realize this. Every time I accidentally bump him, touch his arm or pick fuzz off his shirt… it’s totally intentional. The way I prop my head when I’m listening to him speak, every time I shift my body, or move closer to him… is a complete plan in action. I was born with a gift…. of intuitively knowing how to capture men. It’s my superhero power… and my superhero cape says, “The Seductress”. I guess I am technically a villain, though, because I am out for myself, to bed some guy for my own pleasure, to totally get his attention. But I want him to lust after me, and then I like to walk away before it gets sticky… in a different way.

 

I Love Seduction and To Seduce Men

 

I like all kinds of men, so an appearance is much less important to me than you think. What I do is watch body language… and there are sometimes very subtle things about men that can turn me on. Often I love to watch someone doing something very mundane when they do not know I’m watching them. I usually set my sights on a guy, and in my perverted head… I start thinking about his face between my legs. Then I know… it’s time to release my supervillain powers.

The idea of this blog was always to share some of my stories. These are stories that I don’t tell my girlfriends or anyone else that I know. I never wanted my image out on the net, I imagine that can be very hot… but my job is important to me and I actually don’t want my two worlds to collide. I like them separate, I like keeping secrets… but confessing them to total strangers turns me on!

 

More often than not… after I post…. I do end up masturbating and cumming hard. As I write the message to post I get very wet and tingly. Sometimes as I write… I end up removing my pants, panties or whatever else might be blocking my pussy from being diddled with. 9 out of 10 times when I masturbate I do use a vibrator. Whoever invented them is a genius and I do need it both on my clit and punched deep inside my hole too. I have fucked myself so hard with it before that I have been sore after.

 

I have no idea how many men read this blog, and there have been times where I have gotten quite literally too busy to write in it. Actually, I have a new seduction of a much younger man to share and will be posting it in several parts. I hope it can make some readers jerk off for me. It is a shame that I use my superpowers for naughtiness.

 

Old Friends Possible Fuck Buddy

Fuck Buddy

Anybody Can Be My Fuck Buddy

 

The time just flies when you are having fun, but alas that’s not what I have been up to.  I have a regular “straight” job and sometimes I travel for it which is where I have been the last few months. To say I was over-worked and stressed out would be an understatement. I was working many twelve hour days and doing nothing but sleeping in my hotel room. My sex adventures REALLY went on hold for a few months! It sucks, but fortunately, I am home again. However, I am just beginning to settle back into my normal schedule.

 

I went shopping at the local mall this weekend and I happened to bump into a dear old high school friend… of course, he is male. Rarely do I have female friends. Or when I do they tend to be surface level girl friends who really do not know me well. Most women would never understand my sexual urges, most of the casual female friends I have are looking for excuses to quit fucking their husbands. That’s the main reason I do not believe in marriage.

 

The old male friend I bumped into this weekend is a guy I had a total crush on, and a wild flirtation with. I can’t even recall any longer why we never hooked up. Perhaps it was just a timing thing. I was also a lot more discreet and cautious back then. My slut personality was there, I was just careful in college because one wrong move could really screw up your social life. Now that I am a bit older and not as worried about my social circle I can be more of myself in the right situation.

 

I Wonder If He’ll Become My Fuck Buddy

 

My old college pal was there chatting to me with his wife and kids in tow. I remember how crazy he used to be, and he was still extremely good looking. The conversation was totally casual but the wife was completely looking me up and down trying to figure out how I knew her husband. I like that. I like making a wife nervous. I knew she’d ask him as soon as I walked away and somehow that becomes an aphrodisiac. It turns me on.

 

I exchanged numbers with my old friend. I have this feeling from the glimmer in his eye that I will hear from him. I noticed him noticing me up and down just like his wife did.  Never married and no kids… I’m in much better shape than his wife. Since we always had a bit of sexual tension – I know he won’t pass up a chance to at least call me.

 

I have yet to decide what, if anything, I will do. Maybe I will tease him, bait him, trap him. Maybe I will instead let him do all the baiting and just never let him win. I will have to look my old photos from college and think on it.

 

 

 

Jacking My Clit

jacking my clit

Jacking My Clit All Morning Until I Can’t Take it Anymore

 

My job often affords me the ability to work from home. I go through periods of time where I am able to work from my home office for months on end. At other times, obviously, I have to report to my office and perform my job from there. I hate those times, even though I love my job. Being at home and working from there allows me more time to masturbate. Today I was lucky enough to get to be home again after many months of being on the road or in the stuffy office. I missed out so much on having the time to play. My arousal took over pretty early this morning. I decided to work at my desk with naked today. I know that probably sounds so phony to read it on some stranger’s blog… but I assure it that it is true.

 

So I worked in the raw, and it always feels so good to be nude. Just being without clothes turns me on when it goes beyond the ‘shower”. If nudist were not always promoting that living as a nudist was not sexual…. I’d become one in an instant. For me… it IS sexual.

 

I am gifted perhaps in the clit department in my opinion.

 

You see… mine pokes out and is very prominent. Particularly when I am aroused. It usually pops out past my pussy lips, which allows me to often grind it against “something” without other people even knowing it. In today’s case, I got a kitchen chair from my dining room to sit on. The cool hardwood bumping against my hard clitty all morning made it swell, tingle, and throb. I savored that sensation, I waited to masturbate. I felt the chair get wet all morning.

 

A vibrator sits in my office drawer, and when I could no longer stand it, I got it out. I just leaned back in my kitchen chair right at my desk and put that tingly monster against my clit. Then I used my fingers to open up the puffy lips and to pull the skin taunt. I pressed that lovely little vibe hard against me and was cumming within minutes.

 

I left behind a sticky mess that I had to clean up. My poor chair has seen this before. Thank goodness girlie juice doesn’t ruin the finish on wood.

 

Jacking My Clit

I’m the Other Woman

He is Cheating on His Girlfriend with me

 

 

I heard from the Younger Guy – the one I call Scott and my primary younger lover. Scott had gotten a bit obsessive about me, and I cut him short since a relationship was not my priority.

 

Scott got himself a little girlfriend shortly after our demise, which has now been nearly a year. And let me say that she is adorable. She is a petite thing, same age as him, and what I would define as a good girl. That’s not to say that I am a bad girl… only behind closed doors. But I do genuinely think she is the right type of girl for him, pretty, sweet, and the kind that will impress his mother. But there is a problem.

 

Apparently, I fucked Scott all too well. He has continued his relationship with her but he has also continued to send the occasional text message to my cell phone. He sent me a gift at Christmas and while it was just a small token from a 21-year-old… it shows he is still thinking of me. I’ve not responded to him…. until today.

 

I choose to do it today because the text from came at a point where I was both bored and horny. Do you know the kind of horny that occurs because you’ve got nothing better to do then masturbate? I was in that mood so I simply answered that things were good. He responded right away to ask what I was up to. So I told him. It went like this:

 

His text to me: Hope you are ok

My response: Doing good thx

Him: Wot are u up to

Me: Being Horny

Him: I still want u

Me: ur taken now

Him: lets cheat

Me: ok with me just sex

Him: can I call u now

Me: yep

 

Let’s Just get Kinky ok?

 

He called me and tried to have some small talk, and even at one point clearly was trying to explain himself with the past disagreement on us having a greater romance. I interrupted him, I didn’t want to hear it. What I wanted was him to hear me… to hear me masturbate. I told him so, and like a good young man he obeyed and shut the fuck up.

 

I got out my vibrator, the real loud one, so he could hear it. Then I took off my pants and laid back on my bed with the phone pressed against my ear. He just listened to me cum while he jacked off. It was ultimately pretty fast maybe 10 minutes of lust.

 

After we came and got settled… he asked if we could see each other again. I made it clear that we could, as long as it was for sex. He agreed. I asked him how things were with this sweet little girlfriend and he said everything was great.

 

Me: But you still want to hook up with me even though things are great with her?
Him: Yes.

 

He did not expand on it, and it isn’t really needed. I don’t really care. I just want a hot beef injection from that horny young unstoppable cock. Scott can fuck over and over again, he practically never loses his hard on. I guess I am the perfect “other woman”. I should be ashamed of that, but hell, he is young and it’s likely he isn’t going to marry her right now. So why not?

 

 

I Am Mastubating Right Now

 

We Should Both Be Masturbating Right Now

 

 

I am off work today. I got horny, I got wet, and I was feeling nasty. So I got naked. I am naked right now and as you read this I am playing with myself. Get your cock out and jack it off too. We should both be masturbating right now, together.

 

Pause.

 

I am sitting at my desk at home. I took one of my flexible dildos out of it’s hiding place. It’s cock shaped and ridged like a real dick. I placed it in very warm water. Then I lubed it a little as it is rather thick. I had to scoot down on my office chair and spread my legs opened wide. I slid that mother fucker deep into my cunt. Now I sit here typing with a warm plastic dick inside me.

 

Pause.

 

I’ve not done any thrusting yet. I want it to feel full inside my pussy. If I close my eyes the heated dildo almost… almost… feels real. I wish.

 

Pause.

 

My nipples are hard and puckered. I stop typing to pinch them sometimes. I’m also rubbing them and my fat pussy lips a little.

 

Pause.

 

I remember his cock. The big one. The 22-year-old one. I fucked him two weeks ago. I didn’t even know his last name, nor did I care. Hardcore.

 

Pause.

 

I love typing this out, it is like really sharing myself at the height of my arousal. And I feel like I could be talked into almost anything. I feel so WILLING.

 

Pause.

 

I have to stop writing and focus on cumming.

 

 

 

 

The Lover of Boy Toys

 

Boy Toy Lover

I Must Have a Boy Toy

 

I wonder if other people’s sex lives are normal. One thing that has changed over the years is that more people do let their “freak-side” out, and we can expose it more on the internet. Thank Goddess for that!

 

The freak I discovered that lives in me always enjoys younger men. Not that I don’t enjoy the older ones too, but the younger ones are a bit like having a sweet “dessert”. I get the same great rush from fucking a younger man as I do when I cheat on my diet and have a small slice of cake.

 

I’m not a MILF (aka Mom I’d like to Fuck – in case you don’t know the term) because I don’t have kids and I don’t want them. I am not maternal or the nurturing type, and I don’t want to mother 20 year old guys either. I’m not a cougar, and really I am not that drastically much older then some of the younger men I’ve been with lately. I’m older, but not old for them so luckily I’ve not been turned down.

 

I Just Like to Play with Younger Men

 

I’m going to have to come up with some fake names to tell some of these stories since I’ve added a few young lovers to my list. The first intense young lover I had is posted about already in my archives. For a name from now on I am going to call him Scott. That name is so far from his real one so he shouldn’t discover my blog lol. I had toyed around with some men younger then me, but with him there was a distinct age gap and the fling was intense. Actually I still here from him. I have not decided yet if I feel like returning his messages.

 

Lately I’ve met a few others and had some one night stands which is always cool with me. Sometimes it’s easier, sometimes the sex is only average. For right now I have been traveling a bit for my job and that’s enough. Now that the new year is coming things will settle a bit, and I can get back to posting some clearer details.

 

 

Spanking My Pussy

spanking my pussy

I Confess that I Enjoy Spanking My Pussy

Something that turns me on when I masturbate is to use a very flexible dildo to spank my pussy with. I love to literally smack it on my spread open pussy so it makes a slap slap slap noise. Spanking my pussy like this drives me crazy, makes me tingle and causes my clit to get VERY swollen. The sound of the slaps is so hot and it makes me feel so dirty for some reason. Masturbation is such a personal thing that we all have some little quirks with our style. Sometimes spanking my pussy long enough can make me cum too. Of course, when a cock is spanking it – it is even better. I can handle some pretty rough clitty smacks. I love some cock tapping and then the head rubbed on my clit… then back to some tapping. Yesterday I had some hot masturbation by telephone with the fuck buddy and he loves it when I spend a lot of time spanking my pussy for him. I did it exactly as he asked me to. Sometimes gentle, sometimes rubbing, and sometimes loud and hard smacks. I came hard, and more than once!

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Bratty Britney

A Day in the Life of a Slut

This is what it’s like to be me, the finer points of my day yesterday.

I worked some, I have a pretty prominent job that I don’t discuss for fear of discovery. I worked from morning to 1pm. I knew I was horny was so busy I just couldn’t address it. At lunch I logged into one of my hang outs and hooked up for the third time with a super sweet guy I met there for some anonymous and mutual fun. I was horny and needed to cum. I masturbated with my vibrator. It was all good.

Later I had to go to work but being in the constant state of arousal – I didn’t wear panties and never really wiped out my pussy too good after masturbating. It produces the extra sloppy effect which I like. You can feel the lips slide and my whole pussy was swollen from masturbating earlier… that my clit is still protruding. The fat lips slippery against it makes it feel nice, leaves me always aware that pussy needs more. I do this often.

Later I got online only to have The Fuck Buddy messaged me. I should say the FORMER fuck buddy since we haven’t really been talking much this year. We always go through the “why can’t we get back together” bullshit that bores me to tears. We really had nothing more then good sex so there isn’t much to go back to considering I can get myself off too. But he is obsessed with the past, especially the Younger Man I was fucking for 2 years during my supposed relationship with him lol. I’m not laughing to be a bitch, I’m laughing over it because it always comes back up.

The Fuck Buddy can never figure out what he wants, or what will piss him off. He always wants the details of my seductions, but when he is informed he goes into a jealous rage… which also turns him on by the way.

He were some of my responses:

Yes, I told you before that he did lick my asshole.

He fucked me up against a wall in a condo with his face pressed flat against it. The neighbor complained about it actually since they listened to every thrust and each moan.

I did like the way he ate me out, it was slow and he loved sniffing my pussy before he licked it. It turned me on because it seemed dirty. He even liked it a little smelly after I wore pantyhose all day long.

He was a passionate lover, he would stare into my eyes while we fucked. He loved to watch my face while eating me.

Yes, of course he got too attached to me, yes he told me he loved me after a year of smut. I never said it back. I guess he was heartbroken, but I find that sexy too. I love it when a man pleads for me. I love to go back and fuck him giving him a little hope. Then ruining his day when I still am not interested in his love wishes.

No, of course he didn’t fuck my ass… I only do that with special people. (ok so I lied)

The Fuck Buddy was mad, he was PISSED, he bitched me out on an IM. Then I had to break the news and admit that I had been fucking The Rocker just a few weeks ago. He logged off, just couldn’t take it anymore. Fuck him — he ASKED me for details. Tomorrow I will email him to see if he jacked off off and I bet he did.

I tried to log back in to my adult space account to masturbate again, but the damn site was down all night. I took care of business on my own anyway.

Cunt is a Dirty Word

I love the word CUNT. I love my own cunt so I touch it and look at it in the mirror often. I am very self absorbed with it. Most women hate the word cunt… but I like it because it is a nasty term. I also like the words slit, snatch, and twat. They sound dirty too. Of course the word pussy is almost always the first choice. I love words to describe my vagina, but I hate the word “vagina”.

I just got out of the shower after performing hair removal rituals for my cunt. I like pubic hair, I hate the shaved look. I have what you’d call Trim. Sometimes I use that word too when talking about my cunt.

“Wanna lick some trim?” is something I have said often.

So now my trim is all nice and clean and neat. I have soft dark brown pubes. I keep the trim pretty trim. I also have pretty fat cunt lips and large inner labias. The word labia is boring, I prefer calling them inner pussy flaps. They are also fat and dangle outside my cunt lips when they get all pink and need sucked. I love them pulled open and a hot wet tongue on my clit. In fact, I love the fact that my cunt is fat, has big meat curtains to spread open – it makes it all more technical, more things must happen to touch, lick, or fuck me. A man has to be interested or at least intrigued by my cunt too.

As I write this post for you, I am naked sitting at my computer. I’ve been rubbing my size C cup NATURAL titties in between typing. I always masturbate after writing in this blog. I can feel my CUNT dripping on the chair actually. It will be juiced and ready for a dildo fucking.