Scissor Me Timbers

God, the last 2 weeks have been absolute torture for me. But, if you bear with me, I'll let you know why and also fill you in on the very happy ending that I was rewarded with for enduring that torture. A happy ending that meant that I could leave this year's St. Patrick's Day party with a smile on my face despite all of my ranting that I've already done about it.

First, some background to set the scene..

Actually, I'm not quite sure where to begin because there are a few layers to this so my story might get a little convoluted. I'll apologise in advance if that happens. But let's start by going right back to the start...

If you've been following me for a while, you might have picked up on this strange relationship-thing that I've got going on with Emmy. It started a few years ago when we started to get to know each other better and she was not at all shy about telling me how attracted she was to me. Taking any possible opportunity to suggest that I should sit on her face.

I teased her incessantly about her one day maybe getting to have her wish come true. But for those teases to actually carry any weight, that actually had to be some genuine possibility of it actually happening. Anything else would just be plain mean.

So we started a game where we would leave it up to fate to decide if she should ever get lucky. A daily dice roll that she could choose to take would give her a 1 in 100 chance of getting to have her way with me. And, on one occasion, she did in fact hit the jackpot.

But just one success in an entire year when, statistically speaking, she should have had a little more luck, seemed a little harsh. And, on the back of my own growing attraction for her that had come about as a consequence of our constant flirting, I genuinely wanted her to have a bit more success.

Inspiration struck and I formulated a new game for us to play in 2025. For Christmas, I gave her a very special present. A voucher booklet containing a number of sexy vouchers that she drew at random from my lucky dip. Possibilities ranged from anything getting to have a threesome with me, 69ing me or fucking me with a strap-on. Basically, all sorts of super sexy girl on girl activities for us to potentially enjoy together.

As a fan of spontaneous moments, I love the idea that she could cash in one of her vouchers at any moment. It keeps me always on edge with excitement. But, we're already into the third month of the year and not a single cash in so far.

Until a near miss a few weeks ago, that is. It was the day that Jess and Emmy conned me into getting naked by claiming it was Full Frontal Friday. After Jess left, Emmy and I flirted all after before eventually ending up in each other's arms. Now, this is where I need to point out that I hadn't got myself off all week, so having my naked body pressed against hers was making me extremely aroused. And that experience was very definitely very mutual.

I strongly suggested that she should finally cash in one of her vouchers and she was so close. So, so close. Time was not on our side though so we agreed to meet up that evening to finally do the deed. I was aching to cum after almost a week without but I resolved to save myself for her and not give into the urges in the meantime. What made it even more exciting was that I'd urged her not to reveal before time which one of the vouchers she was planning on redeeming until the actual time came.

Likewise, I won't reveal to you exactly which one of the vouchers ended up in her booklet because it will be much more interesting for you to find out as they get cashed in throughout the year.

Unfortunately I too was going to be kept waiting on this one. Things got in the way and our rendezvous failed to happen. It happens. Emmy was very apologetic so I let her off with the condition that she would be obliged to give me one extra orgasm, whenever the moment finally arrived. And, on the topic of orgasms, I was still determined to continue saving myself in the meantime, even if I had no real idea how long I would be kept waiting to finally cum. Days? Weeks? I had no idea. And, as painful as it was to endure, I keep coming back to the thrill of having it taken out of my hands.

Anyway, another week passed, for which I was largely absent due to illness, but I held true to my resolve. I almost cracked once or twice but I just about resisted the tortuous need to cum. And this is where we finally circle back round to the St Patrick's Day party because her first cash in finally happened.

I'd been hanging out with Jess, Chris and Reena when Emmy made a belated appearance at the party. Our table of 4 couldn't accommodate any extra body though so, instead of making her stand by herself, I hopped off my perch and cuddled up behind her.

As we all chatted, I whispered in her ear about how badly I wanted to cum but that I wouldn't do it until it was with her. Really, I was just trying to plant the seed in her mind that she should cash in very soon. Given the relatively late hour, I was not expecting it there and then though. 

The excitement when she started thumbing through her booklet to pick a voucher got me so turned on and wet. The anticipation of weeks of sexual frustration about to be released caused me to soak my panties right there and then. Grabbing myself a handful of her massive tits probably didn't help the state of my panties either. Jess was insistent that Emmy should get them out so I was kind of obliged to provided a very literal helping hand with that.

With a quiet agreement between us that it was time for us to stop teasing and jsut fucking do it, all we needed to do was excuse ourselves from our group and find a private spot to get in on. Which brings me to another annoyance about this particular event. Past ones have had ample dedicate space for lovers and fuckers to occupy and get jiggy with it. But this party? Basically two small houses and a tiny wooden hut. The houses were both occupied so the hut it was...

I took Emmy's hand in mine and led her away from our friends to our selected spot. It was hardly glamour but did offer a little bit of privacy from the perving eyes of friends.

Once inside, I turned to Emmy and instructed her to undress me. She removed my dress, letting it drop to the floor to reveal my matching Irish-themed bra and panties that I had worn especially for if something like this should happen.

She unhooked my bra but left it sitting loose on my shoulders. Leaning forward to kiss her super hard nipples, I gave my body a little jiggle to encourage my bra to join my dress on the floor, which it duly did.

And then onto my panties. Before Emmy could remove them, I held her hand against the outside of them to feel exactly how wet she had already made me. Then, she dropped to her knees, slowly peeling my panties down my thighs as she descended.

I was so fucking turned on. It was finally going to happen. She was finally going to take advantage of one of her vouchers. But which one, you might be asking? So, I suppose this is as good a time as any to reveal which one she had chosen.

"Scissor Me Timbers" was her pick, which you may have correctly guessed entitled her to a bit of scissoring action. Something that would be a new experience for me but one that I had been very keen to try with her for quite some time. Indeed, when I started brainstorming ideas for sexy activities to put in my lucky dip, this was one of the very first I came up with.

Strictly speaking, we should have gotten down to it right away but I was prepared to be a little more fluid in order to make the most of this momentous occasion. I placed my foot on her chest and slowly eased her backwards until she was laying on the ground so I could sit on top of her. Straddling her chest, I offered her a quick taste of my pussy before we moved onto the main course.

Of course she accepted, so I slithered my slick slit over her heaving boobs, leaving a damp trail as I did so, and parked my cunt directly over her mouth. She wasted no time in getting to work, although she was in no rush either. Instead of voraciously diving in, she teased and teased. Gradually giving me more until she was finally gorging herself on my sweet cunt.

It felt like heaven and several weeks without a single orgasm quickly put me on the brink of righting that wrong. As she licked and slurped and sucked at my aching clit, I curled into a little ball on her face as a wave of pleasure overwhelmed me. I genuinely don't remember the last time that I felt such relief when cumming. All of that determination to save myself for her paid off and then some as she turned me into a quivering wreck. And that was just the warm-up round!

So, on to the main event. I shuffled by myself backwards down the length of her body, leaving another trail of juices on her bare skin as my slickened slit rubbed down her. Taking a pause once between her legs, I awkwardly tried to interlock our bodies but my inexperience told. Emmy, on the other hand, is very experienced at this particular activity, so I allowed her to take the lead and maneuver us into a position where she was still laying on her back and I was upright.

Taking it steady, I began rubbing my pussy against her inner thigh before then pressing it against her equally wet pussy. As our lips met and mingled, it felt incredible. But still, I took things steady, trying to find a nice groove that worked for both of us. It honestly felt out of this world for me and I suspect that Emmy would tell you a similar story because her eyes soon rolled back in her head as she equalled my tally of one orgasm so far. And it was not over in an instant either, this was a long, drawn out orgasm. Emmy pleaded with me to keep going while she rode it out.

Seeing her cum from my humping only heightened my own arousal and I was soon well on my way to another orgasm. At this point, I was done with taking things steady and just wanted to go all in and lose myself in the passion and desire. With Emmy's permission, I began grinding harder and faster against her. Giving in to subconscious impulses, I let my hips move of their own accord.

Again, what was working for me was clearly also working for Emmy as well as she orgasmed for a second time. This astonished me. I was sure that I would hit number two before she did. The desire to catch up pushed me to hump and grind with every last vigour I had.

I moved one of her legs so it was facing directly up in the air, wrapped my arms around it and clung tightly onto it to anchor myself as my hips threatened to take control of my whole body. Sparks of electricity were shooting throughout me. I was so fucking close. And then it arrived.

My entire body spasmed as orgasm number two took grip of me. I crumple backwards, no longer able to keep myself upright, but my hips didn't miss a single beat as they kept pumping back and forth. If my first orgasm had been about relief of finally getting to cum, this one was just pure pleasure. With the added satisfaction of knowing that I had equalised with Emmy's cum total.

Gradually, I eased back until I stopped altogether. Lying in a quivering heap between Emmy's legs, both of us covered in a mixture of each other's juices, I struggled to catch my breath. Emmy took good care of me though. Untangling our interwoven bodies, she crawled into my arms as we both took a moment of respite to recover from our furious fucking.

Don't think for a second that I was done with her yet though. A brief bit of recovery time was needed but I was by no means ready to call time on our fun. However, I was mindful of her as well. Given our relatively late start time, I didn't want to take it for granted that Emmy could keep going. I didn't want to be selfish and keep her up if she really needed to get off to bed or anything like that.

I'll admit it; I felt a little awkward and embarrassed by doing it but I asked Emmy if it was OK for us to keep going for a little long. I had nothing to worry about though. She was just as keen as I was to not let the night fizzle out just yet.

There was no rush though, We were both content in each other's arms until our heads had cleared and we were both ready to go again. I mean, I suspect Emmy was actually ready to go right away and she was just being kind by letting me take a moment.

Her kindness was rewarded though, as it only took 5 or so minutes for my mind to switch back to the task at hand. Remember, Emmy owed me an extra orgasm from our missed rendezvous a week back so I was keen to cash that in.

As before, I let Emmy take the lead as she wriggled back into position with our bodies interlocked. Not quite the same as before though. This time she positioned us so that we could both be humping each other with equal freedom.

There was certainly some more awkwardness on my part as I tried to figure out the mechanics of the situation and find the best motion to make sure that my swollen bean was tribbing against hers. Some trial error as I fidgeted and squirmed around. Emmy was very patient with my inexperience but eventually I found something that worked nicely for me. Very nicely indeed.

My clit was already so fucking sensitive but now it was on a whole other level that was driving me wild. We both bucked and gyrated like crazy as we humped each other like there was no tomorrow. And, in no time at all, I could feel myself growing close to orgasm number 3.

Then, just as I was about to let Emmy know how close I was getting, she did the exact same to me. Hearing her tell me that she was about to cum triggered something inside me. I desperately wanted to suggest that we should try to cum together at the very same time, But before I could say a single word, I was cumming harder than I have in a long time. It hit me like an absolute freight train and I was completely powerless to hold it back until Emmy was ready to cum.

I came long and hard as Emmy, spurred on by me moving back ahead of her in our cum count, began to cum herself whilst I was still in the grip of my own mind blowing orgasm. We'd just about managed to get them to overlap.

Honestly, there are no words to describe that third and final orgasm of the night. I feel like that one truly was the realisation of weeks over sexual tension that I had bottled up and held back, which was finally smashing open the door that had been holding it prisoner deep within me. I'm not sure if I have ever been left in such a cum-induced stupor ever before in my life. I was lost in a haze and unable to function any longer.

Once again, Emmy looked after me despite not being in a much more functioning state. Somehow she extricated herself from between my wet and sticky thighs and tenderly wrapped her body around mine. All I could do was lie there and mumble incoherently as my brain tried to reset after being blown away.

I don't know if Emmy could have kept going. For my part, I was done. I had loved every single moment of one of the most memorable hook-ups that I will ever have but I had nothing left in me. I was all fucked out and, once I regained some control over my trembling body, I would be ready to curl up and get some well-earned sleep.

So there you go - the latest step on my journey from being Em-curious to Em-sexual. And, like you, I have no idea when the next step will be taken. Only Emmy herself has control over that and it is thrilling to know that my fate is in her hands. Hopefully it won't take quite as long for her to redeem her next voucher. I won't be holding off on cumming until then though. It was a thrilling challenge to do it this time but I've got needs, you know.

As a final thought before I leave you, I wonder, should I roll my sexy voucher scheme out to a few other peeps as well? Maybe give away the occasional lucky dip opportunity to a lucky recipient? What do you think? Would you sign up as a potential voucher winner? Maybe if I get a few volunteers leave a comment or message me, I'll do a little raffle and reward a few of them...

A Topless Trap

A combination of being swamped with other things that need my attention and some illness have sadly prevented me from being very active or social recently. So it was a nice change to have a little bit of spare time this morning to get some long overdue snuggles from loved ones.

The lovely Miss Fatale was the first friendly face I managed to spy whilst prowling around, so I eagerly galloped over to give her a massive hug. Of everyone, she is the one that I get to share the most affection with so it has been tough going several weeks without getting any cuddles whatsoever.

Foolishly though, I skipped straight into her trap! The tunnel vision induced by the excitement of seeing her caused me to run right by the "Topless Only" sign that she was lounging near without even registering its existence, let alone the message it carried.. A fact that she was all too quick to point out to me. Damn my inattentiveness! 

The moral to this story is to always be cautious when being called over by a sexy lady wearing nothing but thong bikini bottoms. She very well may be trying to distract you into being oblivious to some peril that you may otherwise notice and avoid!

Reluctantly, I had to comply, lest I be evicted from the premises. Something that would have denied me those precious snuggles that I craved.

It was not so bad though. Not when Emmy joyfully rewarded my disrobing by sensually sucking and licking my nipples while we snuggled up on the sun lounger. All while I just lay back and enjoyed being pleasured by her tongue, lips and teeth. I fucking love having my tits played with like that so it was most welcome. Especially since Emmy is so, so good at it. 

Just what I needed after a couple of busy and stress weeks.

On a side note - those of you who follow me on Twitter may have seen me recently tease that I was planning to do something sexy to celebrate National Cum Day on this coming (no pun intended) Sunday. Unfortunately, things have come up since then which mean I'll be otherwise occupied so I've had to put those plans on hold. 

Hopefully I'll be able to revisit them some time in the future for some other sexy day so I'll play my cards close to my chest and not reveal exactly what I was planning to get up to with a couple of other sexy ladies that I know you will be familiar with. If not before then, there's always next year!

Anyway, I'm sorry to let down anyone who was looking forward to that.

Kisses and Showers

A double bill of fun and naughty days to tell you about today; firstly how I participated in Kiss a Ginger Day yesterday and then we'll get onto today's sexy as fuck celebration.

Okies, so Kiss a Ginger Day... Long time readers will no doubt remember me covering this one a bunch of times in past years. Basically, me floating around trying to find willing volunteers who would like to give a cute redhead a quick little smooch.

However, last year, I actually found some success with just picking a spot to loiter and then summon others to me via the medium of social media. I found that that worked reasonably well. Certainly it was better than just roaming around trying to find people. 

So this year, I endeavoured to have a properly prepared kiss-a-thon to collect as many snogs as possible. Starting on Friday, I put out a public announcement on social media that I'd be holding my kiss-a-thon on Sunday to celebrate Kiss a Ginger Day. I had an idea for where I could post myself for the actual event but I held off making that announcement until Sunday morning when I could check that it was actually available. Instead, I just made sure that everyone knew that those details would come later and they should pay close attention to my social media for an update.

Then, Saturday happened... I don't want to go into the gory details but it was not a good day for me. The weight of my depression had been building on my shoulders for a little while and I became very overwhelmed by it. As I cried myself to sleep on Saturday night, I faced up to having to do an 180 and cancel the event that I had announced just a couple of days earlier because I just didn't see how I would be able to handle it in the state that I was in.

Come Sunday morning, I wasn't feeling a whole lot better. I desperately wanted to call the whole thing off but, in the end, my pride at not wanting to backtrack won out and I resolved to at least give it a try to see how I got on.

Luckily, the spot that I had bookmarked in my mind was available. I've been looking for an excuse to hang out at Shinku Red Light District for a while. It's such a wonderful place to explore and had the perfect spot for me to set up an impromptu kissing booth. Also, since it is bizarrely not very well visited, I was hoping my little bit of fun could be an added draw to get a few more people to check the place out.

With that, all that was left was to make the social media announcement about where to find me and then just wait for all those kisses to rain down on me! 

There was certainly a good deal of waiting during the 12hrs that my booth was open for business. By the end of play, as I closed up, I'd received a grand total of 11 kisses. While it was very pleasing to smash my previous personal best of 5 kisses, which I had managed to achieve in both of the past 2 years, it was a little bit annoying that I couldn't have snuck one more in there to make it 12 kisses in 12 hrs.

I didn't mention this anywhere but I also had a secondary target in mind to go along with the total number of kisses that received. Back in 2023, two of the kisses I received were from fellow redheads but that number dropped to just 1 last year. My hope was that I could at least match my personal best for that one, although, as we'll get into shortly, that wasn't to be.

Now, I don't think I've got the capacity to delve into the details of 11 different kisses with 11 different visitors to my kissing booth so I'll just give a fairly brief recap instead...

Kiss #1 arrived quite swiftly after my announcement courtesy of Mr Eastwood. Probably not a big surprise that my first taker was a returning kisser from last year's kiss-a-thon.

To balance things out, kiss #2 came from a first time participant in my kiss-a-thons. Lalicat patiently waited for me to finish with Mr Eastwood before getting her turn. Seeing the potential of a queue possibly starting to form, really helped lift my spirits. In the end, it was a bit of a false dawn but it still gave me hope that I could have a semi-regular stream of kissers.

It was also nice to attract someone who is a long time follower of me on social media but who I had never met or spoken to before. As an introvert, I do find it hard to meet and talk to new people. That is one of the reasons why I enjoy doing events like this so much because it gives me the opportunity to chat with new people who I wouldn't otherwise say a word to. It makes the whole thing that little bit more rewarding on top of it just being a bit of silly fun.

Anyway, I digress, so back to my recap... Kiss #3 was Smirky Phoenix; another participant from 2024 returning for a repeat of last year. Then, a bit of a wait until Lalicat's twin, Leocat, dropped by for kiss #4. That tied it up at 2 a piece between new and returning participants.

Then a bit of a wait for kiss #5. That eventually came from Dom who, was surprising, was the first of my visitors to enquire whether the kiss actually had to be on my lips or whether it could be placed elsewhere on my body. I knew it would happen sooner or later but it made me chuckle anyway. Of course, I insisted on my lips and that meant that I had now equalled my personal best tally of kisses. Now to go one better and break that record....

Instead, another lengthy wait followed Dom's departure, as I restlessly waited for whoever would be that landmark kiss. Time dragged painful slow until my saviour arrived. And it was very appropriate that the record breaking kiss #6 should go to Jess. Not only because it made her the first 3 time returning veteran of my kiss-a-thons, but because it was a kiss shared between two redheads. I feel like that was very thematically appropriate. Plus, she is one of my dearest friends who I love spending time with so it was nice that I could share this achievement with her.

However, before giving me my record-breaking kiss, Jess was kind enough to give me a loving hug as I unburdened myself of some of the sadness that had been weighing me down recently. The waterworks opened as I cried my eyes out while she held me close. And it did me a lot of good to get it out of my system. I often preach about the need to be open about when you are struggling mentally. I don't always find it easy to follow my own advice though and I still tend to bottle things up. This was a good step in me trying to do better.

Between counselling me and then kissing me, this meant that Jess kept my kissing booth occupied for quite a while. Long enough a queue to threat once again. It didn't quite materialise but there was a quick flurry of visitors coming and going. For kiss #7, I had to reassure Maryxoxo that she wasn't interrupting Jess and I when she dropped by and that she wouldn't need to come back later. 

Then, just as I was finishing up with her, I had another visitor arrive ready to be kiss #8. Luckily, I had Jess still loitering around and she was happen to keep Mike Storm occupied for a few minutes before I became available again. From what I hear, she maybe let him have a little bit more than just a kiss. Possibly also a bit of a fondle too. But seriously, who wouldn't want to give Jess' girls a little bit of a fondle. 

I'm digressing again... 

After Mike Storm provided kiss #8, I had to sit through another barren spell as we moved into the evening. I actually thought this might be when thinking picked up a little as my U.S. followers may become a bit more available to join me. It was quite the opposite though. Until I finally got some company from Naughty Clara for kiss #9.

Then, not too long after she departed, I was joined by her wife, Nitro, who helped me bring up the landmark total of 10 kisses. I was so happy to have been able to reach double figures for the first time with one of my kiss-a-thons and I was still hoping for quite a few more before the days end. 

 The completionist in me was also thrilled that I was able to tick off both halves of a married couple. It would have left me feeling a little weird to have kissed one of them but not the other. So that was a big relief! For those of you that are keeping count, that's now 1 pair of twins and 1 married couple that I've managed to complete.

And, on the subject of completing sets, there was still one glaring omission from my list of kissers for the day. Along with Jess, there was just one other person that had taken part in both of my previous kiss-a-thons. Someone who I have spent more time kissing then any other person I could name. And someone who, alongside Jess, is the other half of the Titty Twins. Where on Earth was Emmy?!

I'll admit, I got a bit desperate, worrying that she would miss out on my event. So I started pinging her messages in the hope that it would remind her of what she was about to miss out on. And, eventually, she showed up. Her reward was the longest and most passionate kiss of the day as she became my #11.

Sadly for me, she was the last of the day. Happily for her, that meant there was no pressure to move aside for another waiting participant. We kissed and kissed and kissed some more.

And then she really hit the jackpot. You see, I had secretly been reserving a special treat for whoever was my last kiss of the day. With it being apparent that that honour would fall to her, I invited her to join me in the shower to help me get freshened up before calling it a night and heading home.

Of course, this was really just an excuse to take some saucy pics that lead into the second part of the double bill that I wanted to mention to you today; Sex in the Shower Day!

Now, we didn't have sex. That isn't what my kiss-a-thon was about. But there was plenty of kissing as we soaped each other's bodies. And definitely lots of rubbing our bodies against each other to give them a good scrub clean, making sure that no spot was left unwashed.

And, since I wasn't expecting to get any other shower action to tell you about, I still think its a more than satisfactory way to segue from telling you about Kiss a Ginger Day to Sex in the Shower Day. Especially since I fucking love hot, steamy shower sex and there is no way that I'm going to skip an opportunity to highlight that one for you. 

Actually, I don't even need to try to justify it like that. I can go one better because, as an alternative to Sex in the Shower Day, some peeps choose to promote today as Shower Together Day instead, which ties in perfectly with what Emmy and I did. So let that be a little preview for you as to how you could also celebrate today.

Oh, and when we were done washing each other's bodies, we took our time taking turns to dry each other off. Hands sometimes lingering a little longer than necessary when patting down wet bums and boobs with our towels.

So there you are; go forth and fuck in the shower as much as you can today! Or just share a shower with someone you care for and give them a loving scrub.

Right, that brings me to the end of what I wanted to tell you all about those two fun and naughty days that I love so much. Somehow, my "recap" ended up being quite lengthy so I don't want to keep you much longer, except to say a big thank you to everyone who took part. 

As I mentioned, I wasn't in a good place mentally and I came so close to calling the whole kiss-a-thon off at the last minute. I'm so glad I pushed myself to go through with it though. Everyone was so kind and friendly to me. I got to meet so new people. My heart got warmed by some the extraordinarily nice things people said to me. I smashed my goal for number of kisses. 

But, most importantly of all, you all gave me my smile back and, for that, I am so, so grateful. Thank you.