Welcome to my blog fuckers (I mean that in the literal sense). Just so you know I’m having to manually import stories from my old blog so ignore the date stamps until I catch up with real time;

On that note… Hiya hunny. I’m lucie. I’m your 18 year old bisexual dirtbag addicted to cock, getting fucked, and the occasional cunt here and there. I thought Id open this blog as my last blog was so successful and entirely based around my filthy sex life. I live in Coventry in the Midlands, which situates me pretty central to a country full of perverted guys and girls just like me. I have no limits and consider myself unshockable. So whatever is on your mind, take this opportunity to unload all your filthy thoughts on to me, and maybe if your lucky, Ill be thinking about your thoughts whilst I fuck myself next time.

MAKE YOURSELF COMFY AND GRAB YOUR COCKS AND CUNTS X

 

P.S Pretty please and if you dont mind go buy my panties naughty boys and girls.

 

Over the coming days I’ll be adding the story of how I embarked on a filthy and obsessive love affair of dirty sex and a blossoming relationship with the girl of my dreams. Oh her boyfriend you ask?……Destroyed, as planned of course.

 

This gorgeous, sexy little hottie is Roxanne, My one true weakness, and we met through her ex boyfriend, JR! Me and J.R had known each other for about 3 years, and we were very close before I met Roxy. We met each other when we were in high school. I first met him in year 9, He was a 6F, and ever since we met we instantly became close. Our friendship was one that you would never date each other because it would feel weird because of how close we were, that is the reason we never got together. It never once crossed my mind to date him.

When him and Roxy got together he  told me loads about her. I saw a picture of just her face, and I commented to him about how beautiful she was. It was about a month before I actually met Roxy for the first time. J.R had invited me round Roxanne's flat for dinner on the 15th January 2012.

On the day I went for dinner I remember walking up to the front door and peering in through the window as I walked past. It looked like a well looked after flat, with some nice designer furniture in there. From that glance, it showed that she was a woman of taste and that she was clean and oozed class and sophistication. I felt that I needed to “sit up straight” and be “like the lady”. Like I should definitely be one to cross my legs when wearing a skirt.

I strolled up to the door, and stood straight as a proper woman should. I knocked the door lightly, and it was instantly opened by the most stunning, dark haired and incredibly intriguing woman I had ever met in my life. My head was spinning when she opened her full, soft, glossed lips and spoke in the most heavenly voice. Her lips looked almost like an incredibly beautiful open cunt.

Hi Roxy. Im Lucie. Its so lovely to meet you finally. J.R. said you were pretty but as usual, he under-sells everything.

For me, this moment was the start of a connection beyond any other, fueled with obsession on my part. Obsessed as fuck! Instantly attracted with a feeling that she was mine already, and she didn’t even know it. I remember almost aching being the direct result of her beauty. It was like I wanted to find, invent, or through sheer deceit manipulate everything around her to have her in my arms. It had to be fate, and she had to be mine, because all these feelings happened before Id even made it to the end of the hall.  

I followed her into her living room. Eyes fixated on her wiggle, her hot little ass, with her gorgeous round hips. As she walked towards her white leather sofa to sit down, my eyes scanned her and I noticed how plain and simple her clothing was. It was so plain yet she managed to pull it off with her voluptuous curves and incredible beauty. She was wearing a simple black satin knee high dress with a red bow tied just above her hips to match the elegant bow sitting between strands of her incredible, dark brown hair. She was wearing black knee high boots which instantly turn me on to fuck!

As she sat down on her sofa her lady like resolve slipped, giving me a glance of her incredible cleavage. This had to be my common as muck ways rubbing off on her, I thought. Shape up and up my game to be the perfect woman for my true love that was in front of me. This was the only option, although seeing her cleavage had sent intense rushes through my cunt and body making it very difficult to stay in character. I sat on the opposite side of the room after this little episode as what was inside me was clearly capable of a sexual assault.

With my cunt still throbbing at seeing the perfect lady’s cleavage, I then had a surge through my cunt so strong upon seeing up her satin skirt and seeing her crotch covered by the tightest zebra print panties. This gave me a moment of clarity.. Obviously I wasn’t rubbing off on her, obviously she had felt the strong connection that I did too. True love isnt hard to find after all.

Now, I was just sat here on the white arm chair on the opposite side of the room to her, wanting to stuff my fingers into her hot, perfect cunt. I even thought about going to the bathroom so I could relieve myself of some of these feeling by masturbating, but just as I was toying with the idea, and with adrenaline coursing through my cunt making me wet, J.R walked in to serve out the dinner. It had taken him about 30 minutes to dish out the dinner, why couldn’t he have brought it in before I’d become ultra horny over his smoking hot lady. I remember hearing something about homemade pizza, but all I could think of was a mouthful of Roxy's body. I didn’t care which part.

I was trying to enjoy HIS PIZZA but my mind was focused on other things a lot hotter and spicier than these jalapenos and chilli flakes scattered on the pizza. I wanted to make love to his girlfriend. I wanted to fuck his girlfriend all over the bedroom and the rest of the flat. I wanted to taste every last inch of her body and suddenly felt that J.R had to go no matter what, by reason or by force.. but he had to go. 

I remember being seen to the door for a goodbye and feeling like she was cheating on me with him. HE got to sleep with her on that night, HE got to massage her feet that night, I bet HE even fucked her that night. These thoughts had me in floods of tears by the time I reached home. I then realised……. ITS SIMPLE! be insidious. be dangerously determined.

I started being almost like a permanent tenant in her flat. I was over there most days, and I sometimes stopped for a few nights at a time. I would sometimes sit purposefully until he left before I left just so I would get the last word in with Roxy. I spent the next 2 months doing everything I could do within my power, to make sure that things never went according to plan between them. There are many ways to keep a man away from his misses or cause tension between them…Like following him to work and slashing the tires on his pile of shit Fiat that he so rudely called a “car”. Or… Un-booking their table for two at the fancy restaurant he promised to take her to, and after she put all that effort in. (She even made herself look like a whore for him.. which needless to say, got me wet immediately). Or… Finding out what time he is coming home and making sure Roxy never found out, giving me time to whisk her away for shopping or a night on the town or… 6 hours with my head firmly placed within her crotch… Wishful thinking. Dead J.R? Wishful thinking?

As I stopped round Roxs’s flat more and more frequently, I noticed that J.R.’s patience with me even JRbeing anywhere near him was growing thin. I guess he could see that me and Roxy were in love with each other… and that she just wasn’t aware of it yet. He must have figured out that it would only be time before Roxy would realise her true, incredibly beautiful and passionate feelings that she really has for me, and then she would leave that no good scummy thieving bastard and spend the rest of her life with me.

After about 2 months of knowing Roxy, and reeking absolute havoc into her and J.R’s relationship at whatever chance I had, J.R’s feelings and whether he got hurt throughout all of this didn’t matter to me anymore. I had made my decision and I was going to stick to it. I knew what I wanted, I wanted Roxy and her hot body to be mine, and my god I was going to have it.
I had decided that, when I first make love to Roxy, the love of my life, my soul mate, I wanted our first experience to be in her bed. The bed that J.R sleeps in every night with MY woman. I want to see him rolling around in mine and Roxy's combined cunt juices at when he goes to sleep, without a clue that he’s doing it. I also wanted it so that me and Roxy had an affair before we get together. The reasoning behind that, is not that I enjoy the thought of being the other woman, but is more the though of J.R coming home early from work and catching me in bed with the woman he so delusionally thought was one to call his own. I love the thought of getting caught anyway, but the thought of getting caught by J.R. gets me horny as fuck! I would make sure J.R. accidentally stumbles upon me making love to Roxy. I would thrive on it. I want to hurt him. I want to inflict pain upon him because he gets to spend time with a woman that should belong to me, and he deserves to hurt for that. Would it really hurt anyone if I was to get rid of him for good? Get him off my radar completely? No. Thats a terrible idea Lucie… or is it? hmmm……

 

21st June 2012 
I was stopping over at Roxy's for the night to keep her company whilst J.R. was at work. He worked from 7PM to 7AM as a night shift factory worker. So for those 12 hours I would usually pop round Roxy's flat to keep her company for a few hours. Me and Roxy fitted perfectly together. We would spend absolutely hours pissing ourselves laughing at stupid little things, sometimes we would go out round the town and have a few drink, reject a few hotties, or maybe cause some havoc out and about. Other times we would just sit back snuggled up together under the covers watching a nice movie. We would play games on the X-box together, although I would always loose against her. Whenever I was in her company, I never got bored of it. I wanted to be around her 24hrs a day, 7 days a week. She was the sort of person you could talk to for ages and she would always come out with something smart or snotty to make you roll around on the floor for ages, almost pissing your panties with laughter.
We had decided that for tonight, we would try and get around 3 grams of bass to share between us. We rang up our nearest drug dealer, but he was all out of bass, he only had speed. Fuck off am I getting my lady that shit, she deserves some proper drugs worth the money!

I’ll ring dougie and see if he’s got anything in. Im not giving me princess that sort of shit buzz that you get outa taking speed. I’ll get you some proper shit. Gimme 2 mins babe.

I rang dougie up, just on a hunch that he might have actually bothered to get off his lazy drug dealer ass and get some in. The problem with dougie is, He’s always running out of stock with bass. But a positive note on that, If you do catch him on a good day when he’s got some in, its proper decent stuff. Not that shit that everyone else tries to sell you these days.

I punched the numbers into my mobile and hit the call button. I really wanted to impress her with how much better the drugs I can get for her are compared to the ones that she gets off all the scummy dealers.

*RING*RING*RING*RING*RING* Ehh, hello. You alright dougie? Its lucie, I was wonderin if you’ve got anythin’ on ya? Erm yeah I’ve got a bit. How much did you want baby? 3? Yeah, yeah, sure no problem. Anything for you sweet cheeks. We’ll be over in 20 mins then? That alright? Yeye sure. See you soon beautiful. *ends call* Told you it wasn’t a problem baby. Fancy coming for a walk to Dougie’s with me?

I grabbed mine and Roxy's coats as we walked out the door as she was fumbling around trying to find her purse that was lost in her huge animal print handbag. She looked so beautiful walking down the street, the wind blowing through her hair perfectly. She looked like she was walking through a cat-walk. I stared at her with adoration and love. She was so stunning! I felt proud to be walking hand in hand down the street with her.

IM STILL WORKING ON THIS, SO..............................

 

 

 

TO BE CONTINUED...........

Hey fuckers. Its been a while, Im sorry for the wait! But, on the brighter side of things, theres a whole years worth of filthy fun I’ve had to blog on here, so grab your genitals and keep checking in! I’m still with my boyfriend, but its been a pretty open relationship so far as I’ve fucked many different guys and gals on many different occasions throughout the year. This particular post though, is all about a special little slut in my life; My best friend and new fuck toy, Meghan Wilson!

This slut is like a well trained prostitute when you get her turn on (and being her best friend I know ALL her turn on spots to get her cunt moist and her clit throbbing before I even begin the sex sesh I’m going to tell you about)!

I’ve always wondered what its like to fuck her. Shes a big girl, black hair with curves where they should be and a cameltoe and tits like a fuckin street corner pay as you go whore! I know about her dark side, as she constantly meets up with strange men in dark alleys just to exchange juices and fuck off. Me and Meghan always had a thing for each other. We used to rub each others moist cunts over jeans at party’s or stick our tongues down eachothers throats just so we could get the lads cocks hard so we could get a good pounding of them later on that night. I remember walking in one night after me and my boyfriend had just fucked each other silly in my mates bed and she was on the sofa sucking my ex’s throbbing cock

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So they’re we are lying on the sofa watching TV, the boyfriend is over on the laptop and suddenly me and Meghan decide its time to give him a little tease she lunges forward to kiss me and the next think I know her tongue is in my mouth and she’s fingering my cunt over my onesie. Throughout the next couple of hours every chance to grind our cunts on each other we took, winding all 3 of us up! Meghan tells me she wants the sofa to herself and tells me to fuck my boyfriend. So being the good wet whore I am I decide that its time I tried to relieve the pressure. Its unfortunate that it was with the boyfriends cock and not her cunt on my face whilst I masturbate into a dark sided frenzy! So whilst being handcuffed and having my filthy cunt obliterated by the boyfriend, my mind is only on one thing, Meghan. At this point he’s taking too much time so to speed up his orgasm I offer him a tighter hole. With that he pulled out, spat on my arsehole and stuffed his cock as far as it could go in with one thrust. This made me scream out, which turned me on because I knew Meghan would be in the other room getting turned on by my screams. This seemed to work perfectly as about 30 seconds later he was squinting his warm cum into my asshole. Fuck yes!

As plans go, this turned out perfect as I walked back into the living room to find this fucking whore furiously pulling and pushing on her tight bald cunt.

 “Get your sexy little ass over here you cunt and stick your mouth on this!”

At this point I’ve literally dropped to my knees and crawled over to her. All I could this about is making this girl orgasm. And fuck was she beautiful! Her cunt out, obviously throbbing by the amount of swelling on her clit. This fucking whore was driving me wild so I decided to make it last. As my lips approached her wet and shiny cunt I realised I was looking at a piece of art. The scent of her cunt hit my nose as I went jelly legged as I was finally going to get to eat my best mates pussy out. I pushed my face as slowly and as deaply into her crotch as I could, and she literally ragged my hair and pushed my face in so hard I couldn’t breath. I realised then I was in whore heaven.

I loved the way she spouted abuse through those tight lips and began to force me like I was just a sex aid to get her off. She made me feel small and insignificant. I fucking loved it! Especially when she began dragging my head up from her cunt to spit in my face and slap me as hard as she posibly could throughout obvious waves of severe pleasure causing her to writhe all over the sofa. If your wondering about my boyfriend he was just sat on our swivel chair in the middle of the room furiously wanking with Meghan’s knickers to his nose.

I spent abouabout 20 minuets eating this bitch out bbefore she finally came! The fucking cunt had me black and blue round the face and breathless by the end of it. I’ll keep you guys n gals updated the next time this whore is round.

Bye x

 

 

 

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