It’s Panda, Miss Dementia If You’re Nasty

This is how I sleep on most nights. Naked, curled up around my body pillow. Of course on most nights, I’m UNDER the covers, but that wouldn’t make for a very good #hnt, would it? This is the most comfortable position for me while sleeping, but it also makes a good position for spooning, or for having that special someone plant kisses all over my neck, back, ass and legs.

This week’s Microfantasy Monday theme, brought to you, as always, by SwelteringCelt, is “Teacher.” I am a teacher so this should have been easy for me, but I was a bit stuck until I got some great inspiration and help from my bestie, @ontimeout! Thanks, love! Hope you all enjoy it!

I made sure your class was the first one of the day so that I was fresh and bright, hair in perfect position, makeup as it should be.

On Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays I would wake up 2 hours before your class, giving myself plenty of time to look as hot as possible, picking out the sexiest clothes I could find out of the closet.

I always got to your class 15 minutes early to make sure that my seat, the one that gave you the best view of my cleavage, peeking out of a low-cut shirt, was open for me.

As my friends and classmates would enter, most would cast me a knowing look. My lust for you, though it remained unspoken, was apparently obvious to everyone.

I always wondered if it was obvious to you. Did you know how much I wanted you? Did you know the pains I took every morning to make sure I was noticed among the crowd? How some mornings I couldn’t help but touch myself in anticipation of seeing you, getting to class flushed and wet? Did you know that I invented problems to discuss during your office hours and how much I longed to have you lean over and kiss me, to give me permission to wrap my mouth around what I always imagined to be a beautiful cock?

6 years later, after meeting you again at a dinner party, I finally found out. And you’ve been letting me suck your beautiful cock ever since.

Yes, that is the Super Shield, off-center and smushed, between my tits. Temporary tattoo, of course. I was thinking about applying a tat of Superman flying into my nether regions, but maybe that’s showing *too* much support?

This pic was posted thanks to a suggestion by @notoriousflirt. If you like it, thank him! If you don’t… well, I don’t think I have to worry about that. 

The bonfire was raging, our friends were drunk and laughing, music was blaring.   With all of the action going on around us, ours was happening secretly, heavy petting under the blanket that protected us from the cool breeze of the ocean.
We always had difficulty keeping our hands and our mouths off of each other.  The electricity between us crackled constantly and when the flame caught, we found ourselves locked in the nearest bathroom, pulled over on the side of the road, pressed into a waiting dark corner; hands flying, clothes disappearing, hungry mouths searching, bodies writhing in pleasure.
Our activities had always been kept private but as I felt him grow underneath my hand, warm and pulsating, the most beautiful cock I’d ever had the pleasure of being with, I couldn’t resist.  I tore off the blanket and sank to my knees before him, loving his surprised gasp as I took him in my mouth, allowing everyone around us to see my efforts, lit by the flame of the bonfire.

I LOVE this new sundress/bathing suit coverup that I just got. I think it accentuates my breasts quite well, don’t you? And as for where my hand is sneaking off to, well… let’s just say I’m thinking about a certain someone quite a lot lately, and he has that effect on me.

Here’s one more pic for @SnowDan, the clothes I took off tonight for #nakedtweeting.

I hope you all didn’t waste away from desperately missing me! But I’m back and will be posting regularly again!

I know it’s been a long time since I’ve posted anything, but I’ll be home in under a week and I’ll update like crazy then! I can’t take any new HNT pics in my current situation, so I’m posting this one from a few months back. I LOVE tweeting naked, and this was proof that I do it!

I thought my new readers might be interested in this, some reasons why I think I’m sexy. I brought the post over from my Blogspot blog. Hope you enjoy it.

The beautiful and sumptuous Femme BLT chose me for the Sex Blogger Award and I am oh-so excited!  I just started writing erotica a couple of months ago and I have been so thrilled to get the amazing feedback that I have received.  Now I must list 5 reasons that I am worthy to be deemed sexy and then name 4 other fabulous bloggers who get to list their own sexy reasons.  Here goes nothing:

1. I Am A Good Girl Gone Bad: I grew up fairly sheltered, always getting good grades, never drinking or doing drugs, always following the rules, wanting to hold out on sex.  I was 21 before I lost the big V, and up until last year, my ex-husband was my first and only.  In the past year, though, I’ve more than made up for lost time and have experienced so many new things and people.  It’s been wonderful!

2. I Am A TomBoy: I appear very feminine, I’m not at all butch, but I’ve got such a boy’s personality!  I love sports, video games, raunchy jokes, hot women…   I even used to be a champion burper.  Sexy, right?  ;p

3. I Guide the Future: I’m a teacher and pour my heart and soul into my students every day.  Yes, I want to slap them silly quite often, but I love them all like my own children and I strive every day to get that “A-ha!” look to shine in their eyes.

4. I Have Eyes That Pierce Your Soul: The one physical aspect of me, other than my tits, that I have always liked, and I just *now* had someone tell me the same thing, are my eyes.  He says: “I just like the shape of them and the coloration.  I like how they move and act when you’re feeling some intense pleasure.  I like looking into them.”  They’re somewhat almond shaped, deep brown coloring with flecks of gold, and they are very expressive.

5. I Can Make You Hard/Wet With My Words: Physical arousal is one thing, and it’s fantastic, don’t get me wrong, but I think there’s something oh-so-special about being able to mentally arouse someone.  You can be smoking hot but have nothing upstairs.  If you’re able to engage my mind as well as my body, though, that’s a gift.  Not to toot my own horn or anything, but after getting so much great feedback from my readers, I realize that I have this gift and am thankful for it.

And here is my list of bloggers who ALSO have that gift, people who I have learned SO much from, and I am grateful to them all:

Marie Iris – She is gorgeous, she is funny, she’s as kick ass as I am, and I dig the hell out of her and her writing!

Doc Strange – He’s a super sexy man and knows how to engage my intellect, both through erotica and through our “vanilla” conversations.

PsycheDiver and Reivanna – They share a blog, so I choose them as one entity, though they are both seperately GREAT writers and fun cyber play-mates.  I enjoy not only their stories but their reviews as well.

Sensual Stories – You can’t have a sex blogger list without this hot lady.  I can’t believe she hasn’t been chosen yet.  Or maybe she has and she just hasn’t posted yet, either way, I saved the best for last.  Her sultry Southern ways only enhance her artistic, erotic writing.  She is what I aspire to be.  I want the grasp of the language, the sensual confidence, the experience that this amazing woman has.  Not to mention I want her. 

Hershey’s kisses anyone? 

“I’ll be there in 2 minutes,” the text read. My heart skipped a beat and I quickly put on the rest of my outfit for the evening, a slinky, black see-through camisole and black lace boy shorts. I threw my hair up in pigtails and licked my lips as I imagined them being used as handlebars while my mouth was wrapped around his cock. I put on a silk robe over my surprise just as the knock sounded at the door.

I unlocked the door and pulled it open slowly, allowing my excitement at seeing him to quiet itself a little before I took action. He looked so hot as always, my fit gamer geek. A quick second to drink him all in and then I reached for his hand and pulled him inside. No words were exchanged as I led him to the bedroom and sat him on the edge of the bed, pulling off my robe and dropping it to the floor.

His gasp of desire as he saw how I had dressed up for him sent a shiver up my spine and it was only a split second before his hands were on me, pulling me to him, exploring my curves with his hands and his mouth. His fingertips lightly played at my silk-covered nipples, perking them up instantly and making my clit throb. He moaned as my nipples grew hard and brought his mouth down to cover them, biting them gently at first and then with more insistency as I ran my fingers through his hair. Each nibble, each flick of the tongue caused an electric shock to run through me, starting between my legs and running up my back.

After what felt like an eternity of his exploration, I couldn’t stand not having his thick cock in my mouth anymore. I pushed him away from me, urgently drew his shirt up over his head and dropped his pants and boxers to the floor. I gasped lightly as I saw him waiting for me, engorged and quivering. I ran my hand lightly over his balls, enjoying the feeling of the freshly shaven sack, and then up over his shaft. As my hands traveled to his chest, I pushed him back onto the bed and took my position between his thighs.

I focused my attention first on his smooth balls, licking each one, sucking them into my mouth and rolling my tongue around them. When I felt his sack had been sufficiently pampered, I popped the fleshy lumps out of my mouth and ran my tongue up the length of his shaft, circled his head and then took his cock quickly in my mouth, slamming my head down and taking him all the way to the back of my throat. He grabbed a hold of my pigtails and forced my head down even farther, making me gag on his tasty rod. His moans got me even more excited and wet, something I didn’t think was possible.

Even though his cock and balls were extremely delicious, I was hungry to feel him inside of me. I held out for as long as I could, teasing his cock with my mouth, assaulting the back of my throat with his tip, but finally I gave in. I pulled my mouth off of his cock and stripped off my camisole and my panties, throwing them carelessly to the floor. I straddled his hips and lowered my dripping slit onto him, rubbing my clit on his tip and coating him with my juices.

Reaching down and taking his slippery shaft in my hand, I guided it to my waiting cunt, putting just the head in and reveling at how good it felt. Then, easing down slowly on him, grabbing the top of the headboard for balance, I began to grind against him, feeling him hit my sweet spot, bucking my hips up and down to maximize pleasure for us both. Alternating between slow, shallow thrusts and hard, deep ones, forcing my rhythm on him and not allowing his hands on my hips to control me, I continued to ride him until I got an inspired idea.

I slid myself to the tip of his cock and paused, looking down at him with what I’m sure was a mischievous grin. I reached down and took hold of him, slipping him out of my pussy and guiding him further back, loving the surprised look on his face as I pressed my ass down on him. Because he was thoroughly drenched, we didn’t need any extra lube, and with just a bit of coaxing, my tight spot opened up and I took him in, eliciting a loud moan from the both of us. He reached down and grabbed my cheeks, pulling them apart, and I gently worked my ass down his shaft until he had disappeared entirely inside of me.

As he fucked my ass, I rubbed my clit fiercely, knowing that he wouldn’t last much longer. Having him in my ass felt so fantastic that it wasn’t long before I was brought to orgasm, exploding upon him, coming with such force that it sent him over the edge as well. I could feel his cock spasm as he expelled his seed into me, filling me with the hot liquid.

As our orgasms subsided and our juices pooled on the bed, he pulled out of me and I collapsed on his chest. His heartbeat lulled me into a semi-conscious state and we held each other as our breathing returned to normal.