My Dirty Girl Diary 21 September

September 21st.

Yesterday, after I had just gotten a mani-pedi and was midway through getting a Brazilian wax when Linh, who was working intimately between my cheeks with my ass turned up in the air for easier access, paddled some of the warm wax around my sphincter. Linh couldn't help but notice my pussy go from slightly aroused to fully drenched in an instant and softly exclaimed, "Oh my, Miss Donna..." She discreetly continued working, applying the muslin strip and tearing it away, along with some hairs off my ass, and asked, "That has never happened before...has it?" Her warm delicate fingers continued to brush against my exposed flesh and sparkles began to fly within me.

I was flushed, with both lust and embarrassment, and somehow managed to croak out, "No...no it hasn't. I'm sorry if I have embarrassed you." The dirty girl inside of me wanted to reach between my legs and slip two or three fingers inside my now dripping pussy and rub my g-spot to scratch that itch. I sighed into the face cushion as I curbed that desire and stifled a moan as the next strip was yanked off. Unfortunately, since discovering I enjoyed getting my ass spanked and fingered last week, my slutty brain seemed to translate having the hair ripped from the skin of my most sensitive areas like it does spanking. Just replacing the Smack in Smack! Flinch, clench, jerk and then sparkle with Yank; how decadently kinky I was becoming!

"No need to apologize Miss Donna many ladies get excited being waxed" Linh explained matter-of-factly," Men are even worse, they get hard and will spurt without even being touched on the penis." It did not help me that while she was rationalizing and explaining this to me my inner dirty girl was beginning to try and will Linh's delicate digits to do what I had managed not to do. I wondered how differently her fingers would feel from mine, or Greg's? I imagined her strong delicate hands would provide the most decadently pleasurable feelings ever. So, I silently begged for her to slip her slender fingers deep within my moist pussy and massage my g-spot while she rapidly stroked the shaft of my clit. This did nothing to stem the flow from within me.

"It's just that some things have happened recently and..." I began trailing off as another muslin strip was yanked off my taint. The yank, flinch, clench, jerk, sparkle cycle repeated itself and I felt my engorged pussy lips bloom even more. I wondered what Linh's mouth would feel like on my very wet pussy and suppressed another moan of pleasure. How wonderful would her tongue feel rummaging around my virgin butthole or between my damp lips? How soft would her lips feel wrapped around my stiff clit? How good would it feel to buck against her face as she suckled at my cunt?

"No worry, Miss Donna you are normal, like most people when someone they are comfortable with fiddles with their naughty bits." She said reassuringly. I giggled when she said naughty bits and the awkwardness of the situation seemed to fade. I went back to thinking of anything that would help calm me down, mentally wrestling with the debaucherous dirty girl within me." Almost done now," she said calmly. I barely suppressed a moan when she brushed my slick swollen outer lip sending mad sparkles through me as she ran her hands over my skin to check for any remaining stray hairs. I heard her hands rubbing together and felt goosebumps race up my spine and down my legs when she massaged some friction-warmed oil into my skin she had just waxed. I failed miserably at suppressing my lust-fueled moan this time around and wallowed in the feelings washing over me. Her hands felt so sensual as they gently rubbed the oil into my intimate areas, and my breathing quickened as I again imagined her sliding those fingers in and out of me.

She rested one hand on the top of my bum and leaned down towards my ear to announce, "All done. Smooth as the day you were born, maybe even smoother. Please, take your time getting dressed and I will see you out front." Her soft breath was warm and humid on my neck behind my ear, and I wondered how it would feel on my swollen pussy? Again, I found myself willing her to touch me, to spank my ass where her hand rested, and was not repulsed by the ideas racing through my mind. What was going on with me? I have never had any sapphic fantasies or lesbian desires and, despite several offers, no lesbian experiences. She slipped out quietly as I pondered my previously unknown lesbian desires.

I found a small puddle of grool on the table as I sat up and I took my time gathering my wits, as I quietly debated masturbating at the beauty parlor; before deciding against it due to my rather vocal enjoyment of orgasming and moved to get dressed. I admired my hairless twat in the mirror, spreading my legs and turning around and bending at the waist to look at its upside-down reflection. I was amazed at the deep dark color it attained when I got this excited, all swollen and glistening. It looked so smooth and exceptionally shiny from my grool, so I ran my hands over it to physically check Linh's work. The urge to masturbate, as I watched in the mirror, was hard to resist, it was indeed super smooth without razor stubble and felt luxuriously silky to the touch. I decided to forgo wearing my panties, instead slipping them into my purse to go commando beneath my sundress, a decision which caused its own sparkles as I walked out front. The swaying of my hips caused the dress to swish in time with my gait, and my rustling hemline created its own gentle breeze to wash over my exposed and very wet pussy.

Goosebumps accompanied the sparkles which combined with my earlier desires, so I felt absolutely depraved as I walked to the counter to pay. I had trouble looking Linh in the eyes as I paid my bill, looking instead at the hands I had been willing, no wanting to feel me. She appeared completely unfazed and unembarrassed with my display of sexual arousal, setting my next appointment and directing her other clients to their aestheticians as the point-of-sale machine slowly completed the exchange. I generously overtipped her, from either guilt or shame; I am not sure which. She smiled coyly when she noticed the panties in my purse as I put my wallet away and I blushed deeply when she softly said, "Thank you Miss Donna, Mister Greg will enjoy that."

I could feel the wetness between my legs which was highlighted by the breeze from the swishing of my dress as I walked to my SUV. As I drove home, I kept reaching down to touch myself when I stopped at traffic lights, adding teasing sensations to keep the sparkles alive. I seriously thought of pulling over somewhere, leaning my seat back, pulling my sundress up and jilling off for relief but decided to wait until I got home to enjoy some time with Harry (my Hitachi Magic Wand; named after Harry Potter, get it?) before Greg got home. The drive home across town seemed endless as the wet spot in my sundress got bigger and bigger making me feel more and more the depraved dirty girl.

Just as soon as I entered the house; I dropped my purse, kicked off my sandals and quickly peeled my sundress off, dropping it to the floor as I walked towards the bedroom. I threw the covers back and quickly rummaged in my nightstand drawer and pulled out both Harry and my tube of Woo coconut love oil before laying down. Once on the bed I propped several pillows up so I could watch myself in the mirror across from the bed while Harry worked his magic. I spread my legs wantonly, enjoying the reflected image of my slick and slippery pussy. It looked and felt so wet, swollen and silky smooth.

I began with natures lube and slipped both of my hands between my legs using my index fingers to spread my swollen lips open. My fingers slid effortlessly over my deep pink outer lips and my palms glided over my inflamed sex, now oh so smooth. I moaned lowly and gently pulled my pussy open. My fluid felt thick and creamy and clung to my fingertips when I pulled them away creating tiny glistening tendrils of silver. I positioned one hand above my mons and captured my clit between my index and middle finger, pressing them down into my hot flesh together -- more sparkles. After alternately pressing down with those two fingers like playing two notes on a piano I began to swirl them in circles around my swelling clit. My god it felt good, I pressed harder and swirled faster, "Yes, oh yes-s-s. Mmmm, that feels so good." I began to ramble.

I alternated between swirling my fingers around my clit in circles and my piano technique as I watched my mirror image in abject fascination. The circles alternated between clockwise and counterclockwise before degenerating into figure eights, which proved far more sensational. "Oh, my Gawd, that feels SO-O-O good", I growled enjoying the lewd image in the mirror. I slid the same two fingers of my left hand down to run between my inflamed pussy lips. Down over my pussy between the lips and onto my perineum then back up to curl into my hot wet entrance and curl up over my g-spot a couple of times before repeating the procedure. "Feels so much better than good. Mmmm...yeah, anh, unh...oo..oh yes-s-s"

My hands interfered with a direct view of my entire pussy, but parts of my aroused cunt were always visible in the mirror. Flashes of my gaping vagina, bright pink inner lips, clitoral hood, dark pink outer lips and engorged clit flashed in and out of view as my hands churned. "Fuck! That looks so hot! Mmmm. Yeah...so-o-o hot." I moaned. Memories of the hypnotic effect of my husband rhythmically thumping his swollen cock head against my exposed asshole had been occupying my thoughts more and more these past few days so I began rimming my asshole; sliding my fingers down over and around my taint, and enjoyed even stronger sparkles.

I pulled my left hand away from my pussy, using my right hand to now rub both my clitoral area and run through my lips or plunge into my hungry opening as my libido demanded. With my free hand I flipped open my tube of Woo and drizzled some directly on my clit and swirling fingers. The effect was magical! My swirling fingers slipped effortlessly around my engorged clit and the sparkles intensified. I looked at the open maw of my pussy in the mirror and it resembled a toothless mouth, opening and closing with the swirling of my fingers, looking for something to chew on. "Oh fuck, that looks so hot." I breathed to no one in particular. My hips began to churn to add to the sensation of my swirling fingers, and my heels rose up on the bed to provide leverage and open my pussy even wider. The addition of the lube enhanced the noise of my whirling fingers and the soft, 'Splick, splick, splick...' heightened my sparkles.

I could feel the perspiration beginning to cling to my skin in a fine film and groped for Harry with my free hand. Grasping Harry's shaft, I laid him between my breasts and applied a liberal dose of Woo to his knobby end before once again picking him up. I tore my eyes from the mesmerizing image in the mirror to look over the wand controls and ensure I had everything properly oriented before I moved Harry's head down towards my tight sphincter. I plunked the bulbous end of my wand against my anus with enough force to feel the weighty impact; more sparkles ensued. However, I was not fully prepared for the sudden flood of pleasure that followed when I turned the vibrations on; not at all. My back arched wildly as I suddenly bridged up with my legs, pulling my little starfish up to press harder against the vibrating wand. "Augh, anh...ah...unh...OH...OH WOW!", I moaned loudly.

Rivulets of perspiration slowly began trickling from my temples. I could feel my moist hair clinging to my neck and scalp, my temperature was getting as hot as my image in the mirror. I ground my ass against Harry as I pressed him as tightly as I could to my virgin butthole and then pressed the mode button to increase the vibrations. My back arched again, more fully this time and my butt slammed back to the mattress when my legs curled towards my chest, "OH FUCK YES! MMMM...That's IT!" I yelled. My stiff nipples ached for attention, but my hands were fully occupied so I brought Harry up to my chest and traced spiraling circles around them. In the mirror my bright pink pussy and tiny brown anus sparkled with the light flashing off the wetness that covered them.

My nipples reacted immediately to Harry's intense vibrations as he slid along effortlessly on a mixed film of perspiration, grool and Woo. "F-uck! That feels good. Anh...oh." I blabbered. First Pancho then Lefty, Pancho then Lefty as I edged back from the brink of what I was sure would be one hell of an orgasm while tending to my neglected nipples. My right hand continued to frantically move around and over my clit in figure eights, push through my swollen lips, over my perineum to rim my sphincter a few times before sliding up into my pussy to quickly massage my g-spot on its way back to playing the piano keys one either side of my pearl. "Holy shit! That Feels...so-o-o...go-od, umph...", I rattled as I watched myself abuse my hot little box. Only it didn't look so little anymore it was a bright shade of pink and swollen on the outside while the inside was deep pink with a translucent flow of grool slipping out and running down over my puckered bunghole on its way to the growing wet spot below me. I looked so depraved, just like the dirty girl in heat that I was.

My bosom was also flushed a deep pink, and my face matched it well. My eyes were wild, glassy but focused intently on the sexual display in the mirror and my tongue lolled out the corner of my mouth when it wasn't licking my lips sensuously. The scene in the mirror was HOT! I was more aroused than I could remember ever having gotten myself. My lesbian fantasy and masturbation enhanced libido needed satisfaction; and soon! Secretly I wished I could capture the scene reflected in the mirror to commemorate the occasion yet quickly realized the mental images were far more lifelike and vibrant.

I once again cycled the mode button and left the continuous vibration pattern behind, settling on a disco inspired heavy bass pattern before swinging Harry down to once more tease my slippery sphincter. The impact of Harry crashing into my rectum reverberated in my soul. The sensation was out of this world with a low frequency vibration echoing from my backside through my entire sex obsessed body. I felt it in my stiff nipples, distended pussy lips and best of all my engorged clit. I made several circles around my smooth anus, enjoying Harry's work immensely. I considered edging back from the brink of orgasm again to further build the waves of pleasure I would eventually enjoy, but my need for release got the better of me.

I hit the mode button again to supercharge the vibration speed bridging up off the bed once more as I reacted ferally to the increased pleasure Harry was providing. My eyes remained locked on my reflection as I determined it was time to reach my crescendo. With my right hand I splayed my index and middle fingers to the left and right of my clit and pushed them in and pulled them up to fully expose my swollen clit. I then dragged Harry ever so slowly over my flowing vagina, between my widely spread lips, pulling him tightly against my groin. The closer Harry got to my enlarged clit, the more pleasurable the vibrations became, the more fiercely my hips churned my sex onto my magic wand and the greater the sparkles were. "OH MY GAWD, YES-S-S!", I howled.

As soon as Harry contacted my exposed clit the most powerful orgasm I can remember burst over me. Bridging more powerfully than before I was also rolling my hips left and right as I rubbed Harry in tight little circles around my pleasure nub. My head shot back as my hips lifted off the mattress and I ground my teeth as my vision filled with spectacular white stars. I let go of my clitoral hood and grabbed Harry's shaft with both hands to stir my pussy with my magic wand. This orgasm had both strength and endurance, and sparkles continually flooded my body. I stroked Harry against my slippery sex like I was rowing a small boat in a gale, hard and fast both arms straining with effort and squealed, "OH...OH-H...Oh...oh...OOH...OH!! OH YES-S!" as pleasure wracked my body. My legs began to tremble as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over me and my head and my rear end crashed back onto the mattress when I could no longer support my bridging due to the shuddering of my weak-kneed legs.

The sparkles became outright fireworks as I stirred the entrance to my vagina with my wand and crested with a sudden deluge of liquid pleasure spraying onto Harry's knobby end and splattering everything within reach. It covered the insides of my thighs, my belly, my wrists and my entire rear end as well as Harry with shiny droplets of dirty girl cum. I lost my grip on Harry as my body lost its tension and he fell to the mattress and rolled against my overstimulated asshole to mindlessly continue his ministrations while I succumbed to post-orgasmic bliss. The white stars faded from my vision as I slowly lost focus and my vision began to dim, I was panting - wildly gasping for breath in huge gulps as my body quivered in appreciation of its pleasurable release. I drifted off enjoying the disco inspired heavy bass pattern of vibrations reverberating from my bottom unable to will my body to push Harry away.

My butt was buzzing as I recovered and for a moment I had absolutely no idea where I was or what was going on. I lay there in a heap atop my pillows with my eyes closed savoring the feeling of total relaxation. Then as if experiencing epiphany, I recalled the afternoon's events, and announced, "THAT WAS FUCKING INCREDIBLE!" to our empty bedroom.

My eyes shot open when I heard a soft clapping and Greg agreeing, "YES! That was fucking incredible! Absolutely amazing!" I twisted my neck to look towards the sound, but the pillows interfered with that, so I returned my gaze to my co-conspirator, the mirror. Visible just inside the doorway stood my husband, golf-clapping and wearing nothing but a smile and an erection. How long had he been there? What time was it? "My god, that was so frickin' hot! Is this what you do with your free afternoons while I'm at work?" I was too relaxed to be embarrassed, just shocked that I wasn't as alone as I thought I was.

"How long have you been standing there peeping on me you pervert?" Was all I could think to say. I continued, "...and just where are your clothes?" I watched him in the mirror I had been looking at almost the whole time and he started moving towards the bed his cock bouncing with his gait, precum glistening where it dangled on its tip. Suddenly I realized that while that series of orgasms had been very powerful, they lacked a certain something in satisfaction. That something was Mr. Happy; now bouncing his way towards me. I reflected on the empty feeling in my vagina as I climaxed and how it squeezed and clutched at emptiness while pleasure engulfed my body. My mouth began to water, and I felt a resurgence of arousal building within me as I said, "Get over here and fuck me."

"My clothes are in the hallway with your sundress" he answered as he closed the distance between us. I began moving pillows off the bed and tried to find the tube of Woo before it became a casualty of lust by being laid on top of while open. Meanwhile Harry lay there happily vibrating away. Greg picked Harry up and weighing it in his hand looked at me and said, "This thing looks dangerous...it's heavier than I thought, you could hurt somebody with this if you tried. Hey, don't get rid of all of those, I want to watch as you ride me reverse cowgirl style."

He then goosed me with it after I turned for another pillow," Whoop!" I yelped and quickly spun around and stood up as sparkles rippled through me when he said that. He climbed up on the bed and reclined against some of the pillows before he rolled to one side folded a pillow in half and positioned it under his tailbone as he laid back again. "All comfy now, are you?" I asked as I ogled his very erect penis. No, that's not right. It was now a very hard cock, not a penis; for the time being-a cock, a big, beautiful cock. My mouth and pussy watered looking at it, seeing the shimmering stream of pre-cum flowing down it from his purplish tip. I had to feel it in my mouth.