Posted by: bosteen | January 26, 2010

I caught a couple getting it on in the store this past week.  I didn’t walk in on them in the dressing room but there was the distinct noise of something going down.  They had their way and left the dressing room.  I gave them a golf clap for their performance.  The shade of red their face reached was priceless.  I wasn’t about to interrupt them because if the situation was reversed, I wouldn’t want to be bothered.

What is it about certain situations that bring out my horny, kinky nature.  As an example, I have this two-hour class twice a week.  There is a cute muscled man who I’ve flirted with for quite some time at school and he is in the class.  Why haven’t I done anything with him in the past?  He had a girlfriend that I liked so I wasn’t going to interfere with their thing.  He and his girl had recently terminated their relationship and he made sure to tell me.  He must think that I am some sort of slut.

The professor has a break in the two hours of class.  It is usually 10 to 15 minutes long depending on how badly he needs a smoke break.  Thus far in the semester, I have gone out in the hall and relaxed.  The guy has followed me and we flirt back and forth.  One day after class, we were so worked up that we ended up fucking.  During the last class’s break, we were flirting and I had a dirty sensation in mind.

I excused myself to run into class.  There was a condom in my purse that I was going to need.  After returning to the hall, I told him to follow me.  We found an empty, dark class room and went inside.  It wasn’t long until I was bent over a desk getting fucked hard.  We enjoyed a little quickie before returning to class a little flushed.  Happy Humping!

TNS

Posted by: bosteen | January 2, 2010

Lessons Learned Over Holidays

There are lots of euphemisms for sex during this time of year; stuffing the turkey for Thanksgiving, stuffing the stocking for Christmas and dropping the ball on New Years.  There has to be a better one for NYE but it is the only one I can think of at the time.  Needless to say, all these things were done.  It wasn’t only a time for sex, I learned a couple things.

1.  This year in football sucked ass.  There is no need to expand on this.

2.  99.99% of women at work are bitches to other women.  It doesn’t matter how nice you are to them, they will talk  about you and stab you in the back.

3.  Don’t ever tell me that I have to say “Merry Christmas” if you are in my store.  I am freaking jewish, you can take your Christmas and shove it so far where the sun doesn’t shine.  There is one person in the greater Boston area that can attest to my response.

4. Since I am jewish, there is no Christmas to me.  It is a day of anti-christian fun.  In the case of this year, a guy for breakfast, a guy for lunch and a guy for dinner.  It was a good day.

5.  The final lesson doesn’t only apply to this time of year, it is a general rule.  If you decide to fuck at a party, make sure it isn’t a condo with soft walls.  For you that don’t know, soft walls are the walls that don’t go to the ceiling.  In the case of a few days ago, if you happen to be loud (who isn’t loud with a guy that has 10 inches), people will hear you.

Happy Humping!

TNS

Posted by: bosteen | September 13, 2009

It’s that time of year.

In a little over an hour, the most exciting part of the year starts. I fucking love football season!  Its almost as good as sex.  If I could only combine the two.  Hmmmm.

Go Skins!

TNS

Posted by: bosteen | August 26, 2009

Slut says relax

My readers need to relax. ” Where are you?”,  “Are you ok?”, ” Whats going on with the blog?”…  and the questions continue.  I am alive.  The blog is still on the internet.  Sometimes a girl needs a break from writing before school begins and sometimes she needs a computer to write a blog.  Let me enjoy a break for a little bit.

Happy Humping!

Slut X

Posted by: bosteen | July 19, 2009

A favorite

I came home from work last night to one of my favorite movies, Fight Club.  Every time I watch the movie, I pick up a new truth of life.  This time it was from Marla: “A condom is the glass slipper for our generation. You slip one on when you meet a stranger. You dance all night, and then you throw it away. The condom, I mean, not the stranger.”

New coworker was closing the store with me.  She is getting better but not by much.  The night is coming to an end and her boyfriend comes into the store.  It isn’t the boyfriend from before, it is a new guy.  I know the guy and he knows me.  He’s spanked my ass as he drilled my cunt.  He’s yelled out my name as he had an orgasm.  He recognized me right away but declined to say he knew me when his new girl introduced me.  I broke it off with him, he was getting too attached.  I can hope he thought of me as he fucked her that night. I am Slut’s twisted sense of justice.

A new toy, Rocker, stayed with me while I closed the store.  I never went for the musician type before but there is something different about him.  After work, we went to get a quick dinner and drink.  He was rubbing my thigh under the table.  My pussy was wet and screaming for attention.  I am Slut’s raging sex drive.

Rocker opened the passenger door to his SUV for me.  While he walked to the driver’s side, I took off my panties.    He questioned why I was smiling after getting in the SUV.  I didn’t say a thing, my only action was to press my wet panties close to his nose.  He inhaled the smell of my juices and told me to straddle him.  I did as he told me.  My skirt was lifted above my hips, his dick removed from his pants and we fucked in the parking garage.  I am Slut’s post sex after glow.  Happy Humping!

Slut X

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