I just started watching a very sexy television show and, because of the reaction it elicited, I just felt obligated to recommend it to all of you. The name of the show is Secret Diary of a Call Girl, starring the luscious Billie Piper as a high-class London prostitute. We follow “Belle” around as she entertains clients, meets with her “manager,” and tries to maintain her personal life. Along the way, she lets us in on her rules and observations. The show is based on a book, which I now must read (perhaps I”ll make it the first assignment for my upcoming Naughty Book Club), and a blog, which I now follow loyally.
I heard about the show from another blogger and managed to get my hands on a few episodes, despite the fact that it airs on British television and you can only watch the episodes on the network”s web site if they detect you are coming from the UK. Lucky and I finally decided to give it a go this afternoon during our lunch break, and I knew immediately that I was hooked. First of all, the girl is fucking georgeous. My mouth started to water the moment she came on the screen. By the end of the first episode, I was wet and throbbing – eager for more – so when Lucky suggested we watch episode two I had no objections. Well…maybe one. Before he started the next episode I snuck into the bedroom to grab a condom and hid it in the waistband of my pants. I went back into the living room and sat next to Lucky, but the moment he hit the Play button I was all over him. I couldn”t help myself! After passionately kissing him for several minutes, I dropped to my knees on the floor in front of him, pulled his pants down, and slipped his hard cock into my mouth. While the show played behind me, I vigorously sucked his cock until he was close to exploding.
“Not that I mind this,” he said between heavy breaths, “but do I get to fuck you?”
I said that he would, and then handed him the condom that had fallen out onto the couch during our heavy makeout session. While he eagerly slipped it on, I began to peel off my clothes. I jumped onto his lap, straddled him, and guided his cock into me. Between passionate kisses, I moaned loudly as I rode him. But, as turned on as I was, I still couldn”t quite ignore the activities taking place on the television screen behind me. I caught myself turning around to see what was going on several times. I suppose it distracted me a little too much because, as turned on as I was and as fucking great as Lucky”s cock felt pounding into me, I wasn”t coming. I suppose I was too interested in finding out if Belle was going to ditch her client at the sex club and go home with that hot couple that had extended a very enticing invitation.
Finally, Lucky couldn”t hold out any longer and I felt him explode inside of me. It”s not very often that he comes before me. Heck, it”s not very often that anyone comes before me! Especially not when I”m this turned on. Deciding that the distraction of the TV was the culprit, I pressed Pause on the remote control. With Lucky”s semi-hard, but spent, cock still inside of me, I leaned back on his lap and began to gyrate as I vigorously rubbed my clit. Mmm…yes, this was better. No distractions. Just a good hard clit rub with my handsome husband”s cock still inside of me. It didn”t take long before I was convulsing in an amazing orgasm.
Distraction aside, I owe this new show a big thanks for helping me to have such a…productive lunch break. I”m sure Lucky agrees. I do believe, however, that we”ll have to go back and start episode 2 from the beginning. I only hope we can keep our clothes on long enough to find out how it ends this time.
