Just My Random Perverted Thoughts

From Red Charls. It’s en Français but the pictures are all in English.

It’s has warmed up here in the UK.
The weather is unseasonably warm.
So warm I got naked for a few hours while I worked on my RV pitch.

YEEHAW I got nekkid!

In fact I am so Co-Operative I just joined The Sex Blogger Co-Op. Thanks to Curvaceous Dee for the invitation.

If your blog is sex related then you may care to hop on board as well.

I open the door to the RV, MA stepped inside and I followed, patting her bum at the same time.
“Get naked then!”
I sat and watched as she started to take her clothes off.
“You just going to sit and perve at me undressing?”
“That’s the idea.”
She undressed and stood there expectantly.
“Fetch the flogger then.”
She picked up the suede flogger and handed it to me. I pushed her over to the bed and she sprawled out face down. She screwed her face up, eyes shut tight.
“Are you OK?”
“Yes! No! I don’t know! I don’t know what I have got myself into.”
I leaned over and whispered in her ear. “You have got yourself into experiencing different ways of having sex.” I nibbled her ear. Then I bit her ear lobe very gently. “Nothing I am going to do will hurt any more than what I just did to your ear. You can always say stop at any time.”
She turned to look at me. I kissed her. Then I smacked her bum.
“It’s time for your flogging!”
She lay face down, the contours of her back and bum showed up in the soft light. I ran my hand lightly up and down, a soft caress and sometimes a scratch with my fingernails.
She lay sighing with the pleasure. “Mmmmnn, it’s nice.”
I picked up the flogger. I ran the tails down her back and over her bum. I flicked the flogger gently. She shuddered at the new sensation. Gentle stroke, sharp flick; repeated.
Then a smack on her bum. She jumped.
“Oh!”
I ran my hand gently over her bum, leaned over and nibbled her ear. “Nice?”
“Yes.”
My hand explored between her legs. She pushed against me. I pulled away as if to tease put pushed my hand back and ran my fingers into the wet of her sex.
“Ready for sex?” I whispered in her ear.
She turned and held me tightly.
“Yes, yes please.”

MA wiggled her bum and squirmed.
“It feels cold and, and…”
I pushed the ginger up her bum.
She squirmed and gasped. “Oh it stings!” She buried her face in the pillow. Much bum wiggling followed.
I ran my hand along her back and onto her bum. I squeezed her cheeks. Not an easy task with all that wiggling going on.
“Oh it burns. OWWWWW!”
I changed tactics and took to gently kissing her all over. Distracting her. It did not work!

Despite all her complaints and bum wiggling she never asked for it to stop!

After a while the complaining and wiggling subsided.
“It’s quite nice now.”
I ran my hand down her back and over her bum and between her legs.
“Wet! You’re very wet.” She tried to push herself against my hand and wiggle but I pulled my hand away.
“Oh you stopped.”
I pulled out the ginger root.
I took a dice out of the toy box and showed it to her.
“Lets play a game, three choices?” I suggested.
She looked quizzical.
“Choice one, you get sex right now!”
“Yes please!” she seemed keen on the first choice.
“Choice two, you get a light flogging with this.” I waved the red suede flogger in the air. “Then you get sex.”
“Yes?” A guarded yes, she did not seem so keen on the flogger.
“Choice three, we get dressed and go out for a nice meal and continue when we get back.”
“Really? Keep me frustrated the whole evening, that’s a dreadful tease.”
I grinned at her. “Roll the dice, choose, first option is 1 and 2, second option 3 and 4, last option 5 and 6, got that?”
“I think so.” she rolled the dice across the bed.
“SIX! We really going out?”
“Yes, get up and get dressed!” I pulled her up and out of bed.

We sat in a quiet corner of the restaurant. MA sipped her wine.
“Sitting comfortably?”
She smiled and wiggled in her seat. “I tingle down there.”
“Is it nice?”
“It’s nice now but I still want to…” the sentence trailed off but her expression finished it for her.
“You want sex don’t you.” I whispered.
“Yes.” she flushed slightly with embarrassment, as if she was afraid to admit her desires.
I laid the dice on the table.
“The first two options are the same as before, as soon as we get home, but option three is different.”
“What’s option three then?”
“Control passes to you, you get to choose what happens.”
She picked up the dice. “Choose now?” she asked.
“Now, before the food arrives.” I confirmed.
The dice clattered over the table, stopping by my glass. (Full of water I was driving!)
“Four!” She looked worried.
“Flogger then sex.” The conversation was cut short as the food arrived.

We ate the food in silence for a while.
“You said you liked the flogger when I demonstrated it a few days ago.”
“That was one spank over my knickers, I think this will be different. I am not sure about it.”
“It will be different, but trust me it will be good, you’ll enjoy the sensation.”
She still looked worried.

Wandering around Waitrose with MA; we were checking off the items on our shopping list:
“Tea bags?” she asked
“Got them.”
“Sugar?”
“Two kilos granulated.”
“Mature cheddar?”
“One very expensive block.”
“Pasta penn?”
“Yup.”
“Minced beef?”
“Two packs and some pork chops.”
“Bleach?”
“Yes and the washing up liquid, loo rolls and washing tabs.”
“Root ginger?”
“Not yet, we need to make some choices…”
We went over to the fruit and veg section and found the fresh ginger. We stood looking at the ‘hands’.
“Do you think this one looks suitable? ” MA asked. She picked up a big piece with three fingers.
“No it does not look quite right, it needs to be more like this bit.” I offered a piece with four long fingers.
“Oh yes I see what you’re getting at.” She turned the root over in her hand. “We’ll go with this bit then.” and she put it in the trolley. As we turned to go to the checkout we noticed a lady patiently waiting to get to the spice section. She gave us a very odd look.
“Did you see that woman’s face?” MA asked.
“Yes! Once again I have perverted and corrupted you, only this time in public.”

The weather in the UK has changed, it stopped raining. The world will probably stop spinning on it’s axis as well but the dry weather meant I could move the RV.

Much to my surprise the engine started first turn, well done Mercedes, and I drove the RV from the muddy field where it has been for the last four months to the nudist club.

I inspected the new pitch and have parked the RV temporarily while I sort out the layout of the pitch. The previous user had a caravan on the pitch and it does not quite work out for the RV so I need to get some slabs to put down for the four wheels of the RV, rather than the two wheels of a caravan.

It’s nice and secluded with all the amenities one could want. Electricity and water. That’s a big deal when living in an RV!

Roll on summer so I can get naked.

“You get a choice, I can show just a few of the items I have, or you can go all out and I’ll just tip the whole box onto the bed?”
“Go for it. Let’s see how perverted you really are!”

I was introducing my new vanilla friend MA to the world of BDSM. I had told her I was a total pervert but so far she had not really believed me. Until now.

I took my toy box down from the over cab luton in my RV and opened it up. I tipped the contents on to the bed.
“There you go, that’s everything.” Her eyes were wide in amazement.
“Yup, you’re a total pervert. Have you used all of this stuff?” She waved the carpet beater in the air.
“I do the carpets regular with that.”
She looked around. “You haven’t got any carpets.”
“Oh so I haven’t, so I must spank naughty girls with it. Or maybe they spank me …”
She looked at the handcuffs, the leg cuffs, the collars and leashes. She held up a leash. “Really? Lead some one around?”
“Yes, I was led around a pervy party, naked, just the collar and leash.”
She looked at the canes, the paddles, the hair brushes and the floggers.
“This whip thing looks harmless.” She waved the red flogger in the air.
“It’s a suede flogger, it’s nice, you can tickle someone with the soft tails, then spank then with it.”
“Does it hurt?”
“Roll on your tummy and I’ll let you find out.”
She hesitated. “I don’t know if I want to.”
“One spank, over your jammies.”
She rolled over. She screwed her face up as if waiting for excruciating pain.
Her top had pulled up leaving the small of her back exposed. I gently ran the tails of the flogger across her bare skin. She wriggled, obviously enjoying the sensation.
“That’s nice.” I spanked her on the bottom. Once. Quite hard.
“Oh. Ow!”
“OK?”
She giggled. “That was OK.”
She picked up a Tupperware box and shook it. It rattled. She opened the box.
“What possible pervy use is a vegetable peeler?”
“That’s for ginger root.”
“And?”
“I think it’s easier to find you the internet page to read. You’re going to be very surprised.”
She pulled her MacBook out of it’s case and booted it up. “OK then what am I looking for?”
“Figging.”
She typed the word into Google. Time passed, lots of time. Her face was a picture.
“You’ve done this? Silly question you have a peeler in a box that smells of ginger. Do you do this or have it done to you?”
“Both.”
“So what’s with the ginger thing? What’s the attraction?”
“Well it stings, burns and it acts like an aphrodisiac, makes people randy. It makes me very randy and gives me a huge hard on.”
“Perhaps we should go grocery shopping, I want to try it out.”
“You realise that you just got depraved and corrupted by me?”
“So I did, what fun.”