Well… aside sharing my journey to inspire other women (or men) to seek lustful and fulfilling adventures, the other reason Leo was encouraging me to blog was around what I would write to him after a rampant encounter. Describing the encounter. Likewise Aff5 was the same, who also had never had anyone write back to him in the way I did about an encounter…. which was something that actually came quite naturally to me as I find I can go deeply internal, recall and enjoy expressing out what comes to mind, literally. So this post is based on an encounter and email I sent to him, Aff5.

I wrote this post and the next post directly after they occurred in May, and before my first blog post. However I delayed these as I wanted to paint my picture first. Perhaps strange but under Leo’s influence Affs 3, 4, 5 & 6 all know about each other. Infact Aff2 knows about 3, 5 & 6 too. This aspect has meant my evolving underground world has had a very fun open liberating feeling to it… and one that made the contents of this post and my next one a reality!

So… let me sexually meander and my fun unfurl…! … On to my tiger…

I left home and turned right instead of left and kept driving. My hands gripping the steering wheel, the road ahead clear, the normality of life behind me. It was a Sunday morning, I pulled over briefly and double checked TomTom – just as well as two roads closed… blast! …so I ended up taking a convoluted route through the countryside which was beautiful and gave me time to be alone in my world. Consciously reflecting how lucky I was. I looked semi respectable, with tights, boots, mini-skirt and sleeveless top… and a cardigan trying to semi disguise the fact I had no underwear on. I was on route to one of my lovers that I hadn’t seen in over 2 months. I met him last September, more on that evening in another post… Knowing him and also knowing I felt a bit like an explosive sexual bomb that was simmering and barely containing the pressure, I opted for our re-acquaint to be behind closed doors… I didn’t think I could stay discreet somewhere public with him… I didn’t want to be restricted.

Suffice to say he tends to be fairly explicit, .. “the front door’s unlocked, come in and find me in bed, don’t say anything, reach for my cock, play and suck me…”…So, I crept in and there lying in bed was this delicious sexy man, his chest visible but the duvet draped diagonally over his abdomen. His eyes shut, but more akin to an alert sleeping tiger… I was aware of excited butterflies within my tummy. I put my bag down, removed my boots and crawled into bed and started to reach for his lean warm tummy with my hand… stroking his bare flesh… I didn’t manage to reach down to find his cock… he pounced and rolled towards me his lips finding mine… an urgency as he kissed me, then the initial fervour was broken with laughter whilst he drew back from me and squealed in mocked humour… “You can’t follow simple instructions can you?”… “What now?!” I replied … “You’re still dressed!” he exclaimed… “You didn’t say anything about getting undressed!” I said, “Look… I haven’t got any underwear on, that’s a start isn’t it?!” I retorted… He swung round me, knelt up, lifted both my legs up and swiftly pulled my tights down and off before lying down again and pulling me on top of him… pushing my top up, exposing and sucking my bare breasts and holding me so close to him, reaching for every part of my mouth with his tongue. My legs straddled over his right leg which was bent up, he held me, devouring me. His right arm holding my torso down on his body… the fervour… my groin twitching and starting to ride his leg, but he held me fast. I wasn’t going anywhere… My breathing faltering… the deep toned groans within me stirring… he knew it… The pent up explosions bubbling and surfacing… finding their way out of me, and then the uncontrollable shudders ripping through me. My groans, my limbs flaying, but still he held me fast on to his leg, my stomach against his abdomen, my skirt in a ruck around my middle, my top riding high with my breasts exposed falling down and him sucking them, devouring them, devouring my mouth, devouring me… Him knowing my clitoris was against his leg… My mind desperately scrambling… but slipping. I was being driven wild by him, and he knew it… The beautiful pressure exchanges…Trying to focus on his face below me, and this smile looking up at me… his lips and mouth once again rampaging over my flesh, his body responding to mine… Mine under the influence of him. My cheeks so flushed and my groans inside, deep and loud.

We seemed to then flay around all over the bed, with him once again on top of me, I was so hot. The urge to be naked, oh I was so wishing I was totally naked… dying to take the remainder of my sodding clothes off… but he wasn’t having that… “You should’ve done that before you’d crawled into bed!” he firmly said… until I managed to “escape” and dart across the bed when he was manoeuvring himself down between my legs in search of my clitoris again with his tongue… I stood there and hastily removed my top and frantically tried to find the zip and discard my skirt before he could leap out at me… The relief as I shed both on the floor. I reached for a glass of cool water on his bedside table and saw this tiger was on all fours looking at me straight in the eye, a punctuated moment in time, a paused stand-off, a tension, and softly growling at me to get back in the bed… Very slowly kneading and prowling, then pausing… his focus totally on me… I leant over and gently kissed him and his paws came up and dragged me back into his bed… I continued to hold the glass of water, cooling and calming… He kneeled back on his legs on the pillow, retrieved the glass from my hand and reached over for a condom. I had a chance to finally lick his beautiful and large erect cock. I could feel the heat from my cheeks, but moreover the smoothness of his cock’s head on my tongue, and the inside of my cheeks. Playing with his shaft, but getting lost in the sensations of his pulsing twitching cock… so firm in my mouth, against my lips. The slight taste of pre-cum on the end… my tiger was calming, getting absorbed with the strokes of my tongue along his shaft… I was losing it too… in this mellow place, the tranquil peace… I recall my lips full and wet as I just skimmed them over his head. In one hand he had a condom opened ready to put on, and his other hand he gently played with my hair and lightly stroked my shoulders… It felt we were in a calm timeless trance together…

Sometimes I lose the ordering when I recall… I just remember snippets so vividly… Anyway, with condom adorned he requested that I first went on top. I ridiculously ask him “Are you sure?” … and then slowly lower myself over his cock… closing my eyes, savouring the sensation within me…. I hand myself over to my pussy… I can’t think anymore the urgency as my pussy plays on top of him, inhales him… but am soon lost in more shudders. My ability to talk falters… I gesture to go underneath and he smiles, holds me in place even firmer and smirkingly looks up and says “Yup my head’s spinning too”, closes his eyes and with determination that I was going to stay there he proceeded to play with me even more… I ride him, I’m… I’m… , a pure natural instinct kicks in, but I am gone, I am so so gone. He holds my hair tight and pulls my head back, I groan again. He releases. My lips fall and are numbing, my eyes closed, my senses alive… and this mellow warmth swirls inside me. Our bodies are sliding on each other and he’s licking my sweat, his sweat.

I don’t know how, but I end up on all fours and he fucks me from behind… He’s on his knees but then I look back and even notice that he’s on his feet on the bed, so must be semi standing and fucking me?!!! He pounds me and spanks me, my bottom has a warm glow. He’s very fit and flexible is my Aff5…! I then fall (with a series of fanny farts – blush!) back onto the bed and twizzle myself onto my back.

We pause and I reach over and take another drink of water in suspended silence…

I then lie once again on my back, face up with my legs splayed beautifully wide as he slowly enters me once again. He was on his knees sat up… his eyes shut and head tilted upwards… He’s a sensor, a feeler. The restrained urge to lift my hips and meet him mixed with the slow anticipatory feelings of my pussy being filled once again. I sensed he wanted to set the pace at this point and not have my pussy climb up him. Instead I notice her wrapping around him as he pushes in a little further… and further still. Until he’s in me once again… He’s fairly gentle as his cock is big. He’s in… and I’m full… and I’m drifting back as I write this, to the gorgeous sensations… the freedom… the sensual engagement of another within me.. the inner base carnal need… I feel whole. He fucks me slowly, steadily and then quickening. My pelvis rocks and my body responds, my groin wanting to eat him…  I notice my arms, my hands… the feeling pervading me… He’s so fit, in both meanings of the word… I love looking up and watching his body writhe, enjoy. He smiles (gorgeous smile too), he’s getting lost in the moment too… We fuck…. and fuck. It’s the most sweatiest fuck I think I’ve ever had… The energy and the pressure exchanges between us… I look up and he has this sweet bead of sweat trickling down and across the front of his throat, I smile as my eyes follow it’s path, down to his already shining sweaty pecs. His head is up and his eyes shut as he senses. He cums again… (more on his cumming style in another post…?!) … and we slow…

He then pulls out and empties the contents of the condom over my breasts and licks them… Soooo him…!! He then licks my pussy again too… Sooooo much pleasure, so much release, so connected and in tune with another human….

An hour and a half we’d been on that bed, full on. I leapt up as I needed to make tracks back home… But I caught his once again hard cock in my mouth… we pleasured each other some more… before I ran into bathroom and had a shower… complete with him straddled on the sides of the bath…. Turning around trying to wash myself and I’ve this beautiful once again hard cock at mouth height…  What is this guy like?!! I get out of the shower and he towels my hair dry… and we have a cup of tea and some marmite on toast. We stand there naked on the landing, hugging each other and chatting. I then return to the bedroom, hoick some underwear that I had put in my bag, scrambled my clothes together (and on!) and left. So happy and with endorphins swimming. The buzz lasted a good while after… I was happy at home, happy with my family, laughed… and just had this complete serene happy calm about me…

Interesting I’ve just written this as a complete recall… and I’ve never thought of him as a tiger before… but that so suits him… I’ve another nickname for him… but other post eh?! 😉

Well for a first blog post… (this was infact the first one I actually wrote and I sent it directly to Aff5!) I think I set out to tell you how I got into this… didn’t achieve that, but had some huge smiles recalling and writing this account! Thank you so much Aff5 :-)) xx

Some email snippet responses since

Me to Aff5>>

Hi! Well… I decided to write this one, as if it were a blog… So many of my Affs have said “You should blog, I love reading your stuff” …. so maybe… This would be my first ever blog entry (well underground anyway!) if I did publish/blog it…! However, I have just written as I recalled, I want to add about your fingers dancing… Did I forget bits? Hope you enjoy reading…!

Aff5 to me>>

That was so horny reading thank you! I will have to send you a video of me masturbating as I read it. Pounding into you from behind is so delicious and your arse so irresistible to spank. Next time I want you to let me send you home with cum in your knickers xxx

The spanking and biting and fingerings and licking of you should be included and having you sit on my face and gag on my cock xxx. You are beautiful and I am your tigger and tiger. You should definitely blog it for real. The order is slightly out we started first penetration with you on top. You rode me for ages before I would let you off 🙂 My favourite bit that makes it special and different to other stuff out there is the going home and being able to be really calm and relaxed with your family, spreading the glow, so special…  All husbands should let their wives have an aff or 2. One day I hope you will share your story with another 🙂

Me to Aff5 the following morning>>

I must admit that last session was more hazy in a way to recall… I think my brain was literally out of it for sections… I know I get orders muddled… Yes I remember that bit… I’ll re-tweak. I remember you kneeling legs splayed and inching your way into me too… Past experience with you has had an affect I just wanted to push on you but I didn’t as you grumbled when I’ve done that before, it was like on the brink… Just paused in motion… Held there… Senses alert… The feeling of the smallest movements from you. It was like a … I can’t describe.., focussed anticipation building? … but glad we did that than me push onto you… That’s one of the things I like about you… Challenge what I would normally do…

My breasts are varying shades of colour this morning…! Just for reference probably best not to leave marks on me… Yup I had the most idyllic Sunday… You in the morning and lingering happiness… I even played the piano for nearly an hour just losing myself… Eldest joined me and we just had fun. I think it was about stopping and really enjoying life… Yup the buzz after stays with me for quite a while…

 Aff5 to me>>

Sorry about the marks, not my intention, you just draw the biter out of me, the tiger. I love you on top feeling your heat and wetness flowing in me, your hips rocking. Love watching your pussy open, take me…  Stretch the hood of your clitoris and play with your most sensitive parts. Thank you for sharing yourself so much with me. I would love to read about your other aff experiences!

Sleep well x