Guess what happened last night?

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Summary

Not a story but my stories :) fantasies, those things I'd never thought would happen to me... Enjoy remembering with me 😘🖤

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
6
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
18+

Chapter 1

Hey there voyeur;) welcome to my diary! I'm Cecie, Cee for friends. I'm 33, female, bisexual. I'm from a small country in Western Europe English is my 3rd language so any weird errors in writing are probably due to that;) i write for fun and kicks and to relive some of these things :)


I'm definitely not the skinniest person around (or athletic for that matter ,haha) but I think my curves are kinda sexy and I should be more proud of them. I'm tattooed, pierced and wear my hair long and colourful. I'm into metal and I definitely dress the part (think: black, band-tees, denim, leather, spikes...) and definitely into the darker side of life.


I'm 1,70m (5'6") tall and about 70kg (160 pounds?) That's pretty average for where I live. What's not average about me are my 75-G breasts and will do discover everything I'm setting my mind to. I've been through a pretty rough patch the last couple of years and little by little I'm exploring more and more of me and, you guessed it, my sexual preferences. I thought to start off my new years resolutions early, posting some previously written stuff.


-new years even, last year -


When I thought of this good resolution a while back, I also thought of a good way to start this little goal off with. I'm not always good with crowded places so I decided to have a night in, with some nice snacks 🥦🍹, good music and a lot of me-time. I made sure I had everything I needed to have the evening I had planned.


After cooking myself a nice new pasta dish, lighting some insense and candles, I settled on the couch to consume my snacks, and waited for them to do their work. I was wearing a soft fabric comfy sweater, no bra, black boxershorts and black yogapants. Alternating listening to music, drawing and scrolling through my pirn collection. Overall just chilling and setting the vibes for myself.


While feeling my whole body going extra sensitive and working itself up, I find myself watching a short clip from a threesome page I've been following. I'm kinda switchy in what I (think I) like, but in this clip a chick was -nearly- exposing herself at first by obviously not wearing a bra which for the guys was a sign to fuck her senseless. Spitroast, Eiffel tower, DP, the whole works. Man it gets me hot again writing about it!


I started feeling my nipples harden at the thought of this -maybe one day- happening to me... Getting manhandled and nailed by two guys at once is definitely on my fuckitlist. But I'm drifting off!


Lately I've been playing with my nipples more often. I'm a little more rough and I've been trying clamps. So the body wants what the body wants and after playing with my nipples for a while, pinching and rubbing and flicking them I gently placed on the clamp on my right nipple. First I held the clamp halfway to get my nipple used to the sensation, before clamping all the way down and gently letting go. I felt the weight of the clamp and the little chain slightly shift while I repeated the process of clamping on the left side. I may have moaned out loud feeling the pinch and the weight of the clamps on my, suddenly very sensitive, nipples.


Softly wiggling the chain at first, bouncing my tits up and down to see how the decoration feels, to pulling harder on the chain. Testing and stretching my boundaries. I really unlocked a new part of inner-sluttieness in those moments. I came up with a bold idea for later on, but wasn't sure if I was actually ballsy enough to do it.


I knew my underwear would be soaked if I would reach in there now. I was craving to touch myself and come screaming. But that had to wait. I pulled my sweater back on, and went back to my living room to snack some more. By the time if was midnight I was vibing goooddd and went outside on my balcony to watch the fireworks. Almost childlike in awe of all the colours and sounds around me, being overly aware of the clamps that were making my nipples super sensitive to the rubbing of my sweater and the sudden cold of the night air.


Smiling to no-one but myself I promised myself 1 more glass of liquid courage. I poured myself another Stormy Havanna, put on some shoes and walked downstairs, the streetlevel. Right there, as I opened the door to the street, was a block party going on. Bonfire on the parking lot and everything. Initially I was planning on just watching the fireworks from there and maybe wave and yell at some neighbors from a distance, feeling slutty and all, feeling my nipples pinch, pull or rub with every little move.


What I was not expecting was the level of personal boundaries of my new neighbors. After just a few minutes of just standing there in the doorway, sipping my drink and watching fireworks a neighbor came to wish me a happy new year with a big hug, what made other neighbors come over to do the same too. I'm not opposed to, yet not used to this much closeness with strangers. Especially not when also still wearing my clamps!


Oh my god I felt so turned on by all the rubbing of the hugs! All these people were clearly intoxicated and wearing winter jackets (because that's what sensible people do over here in December) so there is no way I believe they have felt me wearing clamps and a chain between my nipples. As they went on I challenged myself to just stand there for a bit longer to see what happens. Attractive guy in his 40ties walks past by my door and pretends to faint when seeing me. I don't get those tricks so I'm asking him if he's okay, he walks up to me and he's telling me something in a language I don't speak. I think I hear je t'aime and his tone was kind so I just went along with it smiling at him and politely nodding. He then continued to give me a fistbump and one of those bro-hugs but a very tight one. He then kissed his hand and blew it at me and walked away saying something like 'je t'aime'.


Now feeling completely overwhelmed with sensitivity I stepped back inside and went back upstairs. Every step upstairs felt as surprisingly hot torture. I went directly into my bedroom and grabbed my toybag. I never know what I am going to need but if you want to know what I ended up using, read the next chapter 😘🖤