my birthday

What a strange day. I thought I would be depressed today. turning 45 with no one special to share my day with. I was expecting that I would feel desperately in need of sexual gratification and that I would have to text some one to come and get me if I wasnt getting any offers. But I could never have predicted the day I had. I wasnt expecting any presents from my boys as I know they have no money at the moment. I was also fretting about my bills and having to take more paperwork into the council offices.

I woke up at 7.30am when I heard a text hit my mobile. It was an email alert. My dearest knight of the tarnished armour had sent me another lovely sexy email. We had not been in contact since late January. But I had sent him a short email on sunday wishing him a good easter. In reply I had a very long very sexy email and so our exchange has begun again although with a slight twist to the original thread. I decided to go downstairs and read his email before the boys got up. But it was another hour and a half before I read his email. As soon as I logged online there were a couple of offline messages waiting for me. One from my dark master and one from a friend who was very upset. We spent the next hour talking about his problems. Although I felt upset for him it did make me feel good. I always find it good to help others with their problems, apart from the warm glow from knowing that I have helped another person, even if all I have done is listen. It always helps to forget my own problems. Once we had finished chatting I read my emails and a few blogs. By now the boys were getting up and giving me cards, wishing me a happy birthday and complaining that they couldnt give me breakfast in bed if I was already up. #2 son made me a cup of tea while I had my shower. Then I set off to visit my mother. I took her to the local superstores where she bought me an expensive new vacuum cleaner. She had already given me a card with two cheques one from her and one from her dad. Most of the money will go on bills but I have promised myself I will buy a cross trainer as they dont take up much room and I want something that will help me to excercise. Even though I lost a lot of weight through stress during my divorce I have started to put it back on and where I threw out all my clothes that were too big I am now finding it hard to find anything that fits. I can't diet properly because my radiotherapy has affected my bladder and my bowels so I can't eat much fibre therefore have to be careful not to eat large amounts of fruit and veg.
Once my new vacuum was safely stowed in the boot of my mum's car we went to a local garden centre and bought a tub of spring flowers for my doorstep. On the way back to her place I took my mum to the football club I used to be involved with. She drove around the carpark then tentatively along the road. Once she felt confident enough she drove us back to her home which is quite close by. This was the first time she has tried to drive since mid January when she had her knee op. I now have her car until sunday evening when she wants it back :-( it has been much nicer to drive than my own car. We had a cup of tea and a chat . I finally told her that I have been writing erotic stories and I am trying to write a book. We discussed this and she has given me some advice (she also dabbles with writing short stories although not erotic). She has suggested I get advice from her writing class teacher.
when I got home I answered some of the text messages I had been getting all morning from various people. then I had a long chat on the phone with my friend who was still upset. Quite understandably so. By the time we finished the computer was free so I spent an hour reading and commenting on blogs. Before getting phone numbers for delivery services. #1 son had ordered a laptop through ebay and the tracking system told him there had been an attempted delivery but we couldnt find out where it was now. After several calls including one long one to US post we finally tracked it down. So I took him along with the cash to pay the import tax to collect his new toy. we hadn't been home long when he got a call from the bank he had applied to for a loan. He will get his money on friday so hes now looking for a car of his own to buy.
When I was online earlier I got a booty call but I turned it down because I was feeling good just being home with my boys and suprisingly wasn't feeling the slightest bit horny.

sexy feet or not

I found his message asking to meet me, who was he I had not come across him before? He said he loved my pictures, I replied that they dont tell the whole story and I dont have the flat stomach he probably likes I have had 4 children after all. he assures me that is all the better. we exchange mobile numbers as I had been borrowing my mum's pc my internet being down for a few weeks. During the evening he sent me a barrage of texts asking to see me. He seems to suddenly have a thing about my feet, my nails in particular. He says tat he didnt have a thing about feet until he saw pics of mine.

'Fresh nail varnish....Oh yes fantastic....and yes I think its so sexy, especially those pics on your site. If you ahve anymore SEND THEM PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!!! its a real turn on for me.'

'just looked at ur pics again, lovely tits, lovely legs & sexy feet, dont know why but its really erotic & a real turn on :-)'

he continued to text me for a few days until I finally relented and went to see him. He was fascinated by my feet especially my red nail varnish.

A few days later another of my admirers admitted that he finds my feet sexy and would like me to wank him with my stockinged feet.

Butterflies

I am deeply touched to learn our correspondence the best mind fuck you have indulge in to date. I too find it extremely erotic and am sure your discretion will keep our identity and whereabouts unknown. Fucking you with words is so pleasurable and never fails to have me rise to the occasion each time you fuck me in return. Perhaps we'll both find any response it might generate on your blog equally exciting and maybe intensify our arousal for one another. I lust after your promiscuity as ever. S :-x


My dear lady, ***** my adorable mind fuck slut You leave me in a constant state of arousal and utterly desirous of finding you absent of the vestiges of any couture 'cept that which you might think titillating and make you feel vital feminine and sexually desirable. I find you invade my mind with no warning and chivalry demands I acknowledge dutifully your bountiful charms that present themselves to my minds eye. But duty it most certainly feels not, as I find myself in an automatic state of erectile salutation of the beautiful and ample images invading my consciousness. I find my fingers rome and begin to play in an almost unconscious and effortlessly rolling rhythm over the soft helmet of my armour and in so doing the intensity of my feelings for you heighten beyond any reasonable control at which point all I desire is to have you watch me exhibit proof of my desire for you and then to kiss you with utter passion on the very same spot my evidence displays itself. I will have your company my lady, in a day or so, but know this, that with every mouthful you see me enjoy with you, in my mind I shall be wishing it were your very maidenhead I would be consuming. One day my Lady *****, you will give yourself to me so completely that I shall know you, every inch and sensual curve, every erotic fold of flesh, every succulent depth both tight and loose, I will take you and between us we will confirm what a glorious slut my lady honestly is. Until the I next time my Lady, when I can release you from chastity, I bid you a good fare well. Your knight, Sir *****, to whom you submit your most depraved sluttery for my pleasure. xxxxxxxxxx


I am positive you will enjoy my postings for today when you get the chance to peruse the content your ever excited and mentally fucked lady slut


My Lady I did enjoy most gratifyingly and look with anticipation to the next admission to your slutish behavior. I have bad news of tomorrow, I may not manage to get to the computer in order to indulge your fancy nor to indulge mine, lest I sneak a moment from the trials of the day away from my desk. I am heavy hearted and will desire you all the more for the absence of having you fuck my mind with you erotic words and my pleasure in fucking yours mercilessly I am as ever my Lady *****, joyous to have you as my slut. Your Sir :-x Do you ever wish to be subservient to your Sir? Think on.


my liege
my dearest sir knight of tarnished armour I am mortified at this proposed abscence from my day. I knew just as I was leaving the house that an email had arrived from you, I hurried home in a definite state of anticipation and excitement to read your latest offering for my consumpion.

Having read with not alittle dismay the information you have had to impart, I find my being is a little disheartened but the fire in m loin still burns although mayby slightly less than during my journey of intense arousal.

would it please my liege to be in possession of a number that would connect with myself by telecommunication whilst away from normal abode. I do possesse a dual selection of such numbers one of which is for my select people, this is purely for silent communication by written word between myself and a favoured few.....never to be given to any other person. In the first instance the selection of digits used are ****** followed by a second series of digits being in the form of *****.

I await futher communication from my knight to his lady slut in frustration

please may this serious fucking of my mind continue far beyond 36 hrs from this moment

your ever subservient lady slut who by the way has no objection to tasteful images being captured for further enjoyment of the moments captured


dear sir *****my knight of tarnished armour

I have this minute having refereshed my mind and body under the steaming jets of water combined with soft fragrant bubbles of gel manufactured for the use in such a welcoming venue as the smallest enclosure within my abode. felt it now time to investigate the exact whereabouts of the appointed hostelry for our communal consumption of vittals at 30 minutes after the noon hour in a little under 25 hours from now. my hair still damp is crinkling up into soft curls without the restraint of the punishing heat of electric drier and harsh bristles of brush made for the untanglement and straightening of this abundance of fine threads of chestnut interwoven with white (otherwise named grey). my damp skin tingles under the light whisps of air that creep through my partially open window. my excitement at investigating my route to meet with my liege, my knight who knows how well that he has fucked his lady slut with his choice of verbal exchanges throughout these delicious days. there in the pit of my belly are the first beginnings of the stirring butterflies that bring with them the mixture of joy at the realisation that very soon now we shall meet in body. together with the growing fear, fear that our meeting may be not as we have both wished, that somehow it could fall short of our imagined being in such close proximity of each other. I pray so hard that the case will be that we shall find the connection between us is as electrifying as our exchange of written words. which have affected my very being for these days of deliously hot anticipation of what promises to be such a wonderful but short union of mind and maybe more.
the feelings in my lower abdomen as I write these word for my knight Sir ***** are greatly disturbing for one who is attempting to be sedate and ladylike in preperation for a business meeting in 30 minutes from now. (disturbing but most welcome).

I leave you now in words only for the time that is now until another time when I can give my whole attention to your pleasure.
I am my liege sir ***** knight of armour which has been tarnished
your very own lady ***** slut queen of your mind and body

until we meet again in words of wonderous beautiful emotions of sexual joining



my lord and master

I must tell you that no matter you are unable to exchange words with your slut Lady ****** during the current sequence of hours I feel that I must continue the flow of words from my end secure in the knowledge that you will peruse these offerings when you have the opportunity. I have recently as in the past hour come to realise that I have a new fantasy I would like to share with yourself.
I would my lord offer myself upto you my good and trusted master to receive what you would consider to be a sufficently suitable punishment for my previous misguided and mischevious promiscuity. further if it should so please my lord I have a deep desire to show my gratitude to you for being so firm and wise in your judgement of my behaviour. I would love to have the opportunity to allow yourself to make me so hot with desire for your pleasure that I cum so wetly and obviously for your attention whilst amongst the seemingly unwitting witness of those around us whilst we partake of the refreshments on offer by the establishment.
Butterflies aside I am most willing to abide by your judgement in these matters. As the hours to our union are decreasing these wonderful sensual butterflies are increasing my desire for the hours to deminish at rapid pace so that I alone can bear witness to the proof that my desire to please your lord my master is equally matched by the desire evident in your vastly erotic missives to myself that my efforts to please have not gone un noticed by yourself and indeed have had the desired effect upon your being. both in body and in mind.

your willing servant the most humble of sluts for your amusement and pleasure

lady ******