Rendezvous with Silly Quasi...

I remember when I met him in May. How he brought me to the brink of an orgasm...
The way his fingers found mine, and the way they easily knitted together with mine.
Him playing with strands of my hair, as I sat in his car, embarrassed...
When he took me in to the middle of the "forest" and started playing with me.

I saw him on Thursday... Six months after...
We knew what was on the agenda. I wore red lingerie with black ribbon, and black stockings and suspender belt.
It was very cold that day, so I decided to dress very casually, conservative. No legs, boobs or skin on show.
He'd put on a bit of weight since I saw him last. But, he's still got his nyummy stubble, and firm strong arms.

He took me to Selfridges to eat at Yo! Sushi, what a load of bullhype. It wasn't anything special. ..and my stomach problems meant I couldn't eat as much as I would've liked.
I wasn't allowed to touch him, hold hands, hug him or anything whilst we were out and about. The girl, or her friends might see... Yet, when we sat down, it was perfectly fine for him to stroke my thighs under the table?
The minute we got into the car, his hands were all over me... His fingers tracing patterns over my collar bone, my thighs, my stomach...
He gave me two options, go shopping or get lost for a bit... He then said there was an alternative... We could get a room... So which one did I choose?

He sped to the hotel, not wanting to waste any time. I started getting excited already, my panties were starting to get a bit damp. He got the room key, and we stepped in to the elevator. Cue the cliche-ness. The doors closed, and we were all over each other. They opened, and we darted to different sides of the lift.
The moment we stepped in the room, he didn't give me time to take my coat off or put my bag down... He kissed me... Violently, passionately. He forced my bag from my hand, and let it drop to the floor with a loud thud. My coat was taken off and chucked on the table... He pressed into the small of my back. "Can you feel me, Ness?" He was hard.. Very hard. I started to throb even more.
I was moved to a position where we could see our reflections in the mirror. My hat was falling off, my hair a mess. His eyes looking at me hungrily. What a perve.
LoL.
"Show me your stockings,"
He unzipped my jeans, and pulled them down, bending me over the bed. My heels flung over each shoulder.
"Wow" His hands caressed and massaged my arse.

"Stand up on the bed," I looked at him with a questioning look. "Nessy, stand up on the bed, now."
I did as I was told, and he made me turn around and face the wall. I felt him finger the netted material of my knickers, then I felt a kiss, two kisses. His stubble rubbing against my smooth skin. His buried his nose into the crease, whilst he kissed me. Swiftly, he turned me around, so that I was facing him...

All of a sudden, I remembered where I was, and felt embarrassed that I had been enjoying him between my thighs, and that I was being very vocal about it. He looked at me and smirked, and went on to touch and caress me...
I closed my eyes and let myself just feel. For the first time, ever, I didn't have to worry about people hearing me, and I didn't need to suppress any noises that escaped my voice box. ...and he seemed to enjoy it.
"Oh my God, Ness, you're really wet."
His fingers fluttered against me, and my knees were turning to jelly. He brought me down to kneel on the bed, and kissed my face, my neck, and shoulder. He then pushed me down. My head hit the wall, and he immediately cupped my face with his hands and kissed me. Two extra pillows were placed under my head; I felt so safe.
He went back to playing with me, touching and feeling. He asked if I felt alright to have his finger in... and I said I needed to get more wet, it was too early. His eyes nearly popped out, apparently, I was incredibly wet already.

"Do you want my tongue down there?" He grinned and moved down the bed... I could feel him watching me, and the shyness came back. I turned to bury my face in the pillow, and he chuckled. I giggled as well, "You're such a perve" and I reached down to cover his eyes. He just kissed me harder on my thigh, making me let go and groan in pleasure.
He took my knickers off and threw them to one side, and started flicking his tongue over my clit. I was in ecstasy. I had wanted to be licked out for so long. ..and I was glad it was Quasimodo who was lapping up at me. His stubble kept rubbing against my groin and in turn, I started grinding against his face.
My legs were lifted up over his shoulders and he lifted my bum up and held them in place with his hands. Heaven couldn't feel as good as I felt then. He laid me back on the bed, reached under me and turned me over... and started using his fingers as well as licking me.
...I stopped thinking about anything, and felt almost dizzy, and that's when I felt it. A finger stroking my arsehole, and then slowly entering me. It didn't feel amazing, but it didn't feel wrong. I let him carry on, and then it just got painful. He let go immediately, and carried on using his tongue. He wrapped his strong big arms around my thighs and lifted me higher, his tongue becoming more firm and his sucking more harsher. My breathing became more and more shallow, and I was clutching at anything to make it stop.
Why?
I have no idea.
I could feel myself get closer, my body was tingling and I felt like I was having an asthma attack. LoL.

*Bang Bang Bang*
Someone was knocking on the door, never have I moved so quickly in my life. Quasi was up in a flash, too. I hid in the corner of the room, whilst he went near the door... and we waited and listened.
"It's only the hoover."
We both started laughing. A lot.
He took me by both arms and led me to the bed. "I love how quickly you get wet for me, Ness Bitch"
He took his jeans off, and looked at me to see if I was ok with it. I smiled to reassure him. He smiled back and took his dick out. I was expecting something small, from the way he always talked about it. Average size, I guess, but very thick. It looked like the nose of one of the Racoons... Lmao.
"That's so big!" I stared at it, wide eyed. He started rubbing it up and down my lips. It felt so soft, so smooth. I immediately starting to become wet again. He let out a sigh, that made me feel .. good! He spread my legs apart, and lowered himself down on me. His lips brushed against my nipples, and I noticed, that for the first time they actually looked normal. He caught me looking, and grinned. "You get off from watching, don't you?"

The last time we met was very rushed. Very cramped... and very amazing.
The cows were our audience, and the farmland our stage.
I came in costume, leopard print. Lol.
He slid his finger in me with ease this time, and I enjoyed it.
Actually that was an understatement.

It's been two months since we last met, and I've been craving him.
I want to feel his arms holding me, his rough stubble against my skin...
I want to feel him inside.

Pussycat, Pussycat, Where have you been?

I've been to London to see the Queen.

8 Days away from home.
Away from routine.
Away from TV and Internet.
Away from bitches... almost.
Away from TAGs (courtesy of Quasi).

A Birthday, Engagement Party, Rendezvous with Quasi and lots of shopping, restaurants and Krispy Kremes.

It's amazing how one week away from everything you're used to can mess up your internal system.
I definately needed this break though.

I met up with a few more e-people.
jariN, Feefee and Cheeky.
Lovely people.

Schlag Giti came out...
The day before meeting up with Quasi, I met jariN and couldn't help but play footsy with him.
On the way home, infront of Mi Hermana Mayor, I was getting cosy with him on the tube.
His hand wrapped around mine.
My arse pressing against his crotch, and yes, he was hard.
His other arm stroking my stomach.
Mi Hermana Mayor asked if I liked him.
I said no.
He's cute, and I adore him.
But, no.
There's nothing there.
He's my age.
It doesn't work.

I felt like we were leaving Feefee out, though.
I kept trying to talk to her, and shop with her, and jariN would keep taking me to the side and trying hats on me etc etc...
She was really cute, bless her.
But, very quiet.

Cheeky? She's amazingly cute.
Exactly how I thought she'd be.
East London Gyal. LoL.

yaG was surprisingly really nice to me.
Mi hermana Mayor must've said something.
They all tried their best to accomodate me.
I'm very grateful.
I, honestly, am.

It would be silly to go into detail as to what happened with Quasi...
That would possibly be another post...
But, I've realised, I like how there's nothing emotional between us.
Well, I do like him, still, but it's not going to go anywhere.
...and I don't think I want it to.
He's ten years my senior, for goodness sake!
He could get hitched any moment... although I highly doubt it with him...
Not that he can't get a wife... He just can't settle, I don't think.
and no, I don't want to be the girl he settles for.
I do really like him... and the way I fit in his arms and could lay my head on his chest was perfect.

I bought £39 worth of lingerie for my sister, only to return it because she's a bit of prude and doesn't like ANYTHING from Ann Summers.
I, then, lost the gift voucher that I was thinking of using for a vibrator.

Now that I'm back, I should really fix up.
Today, I'm being a bit lazy and just catching up slowly, on the lecture notes that I've missed.
Tomorrow will be a long day, full of note making and properly catching up.
Wednesday, I shall tidy up the whole house.
I hope to be up to date with everything by Friday.

Stock. Lock... and Suspenders.

I brought some pretty stockings today.
Some pretty suspenders, too.

I tried them on, clipped them into place.
They've been wrapped up and are waiting in the suitcase.
They're not coming out until the 15th.

Not to try on, not to take pictures.

I am forbidden from touching them until the 15th.
I am the forbidder, this time.

I bought them for him.
He shall get the pleasure first.
I'll get mine from his.

It's going to take all the willpower in the World, not to try them on and take pictures.
They feel like Heaven!

Pictures will come after the 15th, obviously.
If I'm lucky enough, He'll shoot me.
In more ways than one.