Linda Sue's Diary: June 2009

Friday, June 26, 2009

Notes from the field

Things you do on a boring stakeout when your partner is another female agent: I'll call her April -- 29, killer body, perfect needle-straight blond hair. But she admits she doesn't really know how to suck cock. So I got a couple of bananas and showed her a few tricks. Also had some fun -- used my hand against my head to simulate some lout forcing my head down on his penis. Anyway, the next Monday April walked by and gave me a big smile. "It worked!" she chirped. Happy to be of assistance...

The Lieutenant deployed. Before he left, we spent an entire Saturday and night together. Who cares what he told his fiancee -- if he marries her, it will be a disaster, but that's just me being bitchy. Anyway, he fucked me five times (!) and I went down on him for a long, loving fellatio session and swallowed that special nasty semen for a last time. It was sweet and fun. I try not to mix love and pleasure...this worked out just fine. I will miss that finely trained body on top of me, fucking me slowly as I run my hands across his chest and abs. Sigh...

Wendy. We continue to get together from time to time. The past month has been difficult. I'll admit that I use her shame about being attracted to a girl in order to keep her from falling in love with me. It's a fling. Have fun, babe. She loves to be held, something neither her husband nor boyfriend will do. She loves being kissed, and it's true that kissing a girl is a sweet, singular thing -- not, I suspect, what M on M kissing would be. But who knows. Anyway, I've taught her to love 69; to get her to give and take and not get too distracted by me licking her pussy -- she needs to lick back. Don't know where this is going...

As for the poll. I could tell you stories. I'm too young to have experienced the freedom of people in the 1970s and earlier to join the Mile High Club -- fucking in an airline restroom, or wherever. This was before airplanes became airborne prisons. And I am fairly tall and long-legged, so it would be hard for me to fit. I did get fingered under a blanket on one flight. When I was a student studying in Europe, I had a wonderful fingering on a train by a handsome young German. It went on and on, under my skirt, my panties pushed aside, the rhythm of the rails and swaying of the car adding to the pleasure. When I came it was all I could do to avoid screaming. But the fact that people around knew what was going on, and seemed to like it, added to my pleasure. And of course, I've sucked more than a few cocks in cars. Would love to fuck in a department store window. Wish you readers would tell me more of your stories...

More cops are accidentally shooting themselves with Glocks. Talk about premature ejaculation. Glad we use longer, thicker, longer-lasting...oh, I'm getting distracted...firearms.