5 times yesterday and 3 times today. That's how often my hand has been in-between my legs this weekend. I'm not sure if it was all the built up tension with S; or making up for lost time this week; or just getting a few in the bag before the next crazy week starts. Whichever it is/was, I had some great fun...

This week I am on nightshoots, so am preparing myself for three things:
1) Not being able to play (we're on location, the 'honey-wagon' toilets are not a good place to fiddle).
2) Not being able to sleep (insomnia is even worse when it's daylight outside).
3) Not being able to blog (away from my lovely laptop, it'll miss my touch I am sure...)

Speak to you soon -
x

Ok, here's the week that was:

TUESDAY

A busy day, most of it spent running back and forth across the studio lot. Still thinking about the threesome with B and R and hoping that it might happen this weekend. I decided to text B a "hello" so that I could get the wheels in motion:

"Hiya, how's life?"

Him: "All good. What are you up to?"

Me: "Very busy, very tired, got a head full of dirty thoughts..."

Him: No response

Honestly, B does annoy me sometimes. I know we are just fuck-buddies, but him ignoring my flirty texts just seems to point to his lack of sex-drive. He may not have been horny when I texted him, but surely he could reply - for my pleasure? (I know I certainly would for him).

Regardless of the fuckwit B, I still ended up having a great play in the toilet though...



THURSDAY

I overslept today by 90 minutes. That's never happened to me before. My boss was understanding, but I felt out-of-sync the rest of the day. I guess my body said "fuck you, I need sleep" and ignored my two alarm clocks.


FRIDAY

B texted me again today:

"You horny? How are you?"

It took me 20 minutes to respond - I was running about like crazy:

"Very busy, very tired, always horny".

And then I got no response back. So annoying. B is hot or cold: either got a hard-on now and wants to talk dirty or he's not interested at all. I on the other hand am always up for some dirty chat. The way I see it is that even if I haven't got time to play, if I can assist him on his way, then great - it gives me something to think about later when I do have time. And, if I do have time to play, then great: getting sexy texts is lovely - there's nothing better than to get a message in the middle of the day that someone has a hard-on thinking about you...

B obviously has a low sex drive (in comparison with me anyway) and I think that the whole threesome thing with me and his friend R is just a wank fantasy for him; I don't think B has the balls to go through with it - or something would have happened by now (he first suggested it to me last Autumn and I met R at Christmas). Am obviously a bit (very!) gutted about that...


TODAY

Just had two glorious plays thinking about B. I am not sure if I can hold off on fucking him again for much longer...

I'm back...

A gruelling week, will elaborate on all the details tomorrow when I'm less sleep-deprived.

Here's a mini-list for now: the pros and cons of my job:

CONS:

Being so tired that I can hardly remember my name.
Physically exhausted all the time.
My face hurts from smiling at people all day (you can't have a sour face in my job).
Putting up with the most extreme sexism and chauvinism all day.
Having earache and headaches from wearing a couvert headset (for the walkie-talkie) in one ear, and a hands-free headset for my mobile phone in the other. (When driving home from work, I still hear voices in my ear - even after removing the headsets).
Not having the accomplishments I achieve at work acknowledged.
Being totally ignorant of the world outside of the movie I am working on. I would have no idea if another war had started - I haven't had time to read a paper, listen to the radio or watch tv in weeks.
Not being able to go to the cinema.
Not being able to go to the gym.
Not being able to read a book.
Losing touch with friends. They don't understand what it is like to work 80-100 hours a week. They stop ringing after a while. It's hard to maintain contact with people when I barely get 5 hours a day to sleep.
Ditto relationships. Plus, forget dating outside of the movie, the only men I get to meet are on the shoot. And most of them are worthless fuckwits.
Not having enough time to play with myself (as often as I'd like). It's sad but true: with only 5 hours of glorious sleep I am either too knackered to fiddle, or am needing sleep so bad that I am not willing to sacrifice even one minute of it to play.

PROS:

The adrenalin rush from working on a movie every single day. I get to watch this enormous machine create a monster that kicks ass. I love it.
Working with great people. It's an amazing thing to walk round a studio lot and have everyone - total strangers included - say 'hello' or 'good morning' to you. It's a lovely little community - totally opposite to the coldness and rudeness of London daily life.
Meeting wonderful people on set. It makes the whole thing such fun when they are cool, down to earth people who you can take the piss out of and they become like family.
Having my work appreciated, acknowledged and rewarded.
Being in a good mood all day. Hey I love my job, why the hell would I be moody?
Making new friends: making movies is intense; the friendships and working relationships on it are formed quickly and tightly and are paramount to making the whole thing run smoothly.
Flirting my ass off all day. I get to be playful and fun and it doesn't have to mean anything.
Being able to think about sex all the time - the thoughts running parallel to my 'work brain'. It actually keeps me warm when I am standing outside...

Apart from the obvious (the MMF threesome with B and R), two things have been occupying my mind today:

1) Me on my knees, B standing, his jeans unzipped and his lovely big cock in my mouth.
2) Having R bend me over and lick me all over before entering me from behind.


Yup, that's about it. A one-track mind, two fabulous scenarios and not enough time to explore any of them - even by myself in the women's toilets...

Will try to relieve some tension now, but I have to be up for work again in 5 hours, grrrrrrrrrrrr

I am human again. Just slept for 12 hours solid, after an exhausting 17 hour day yesterday. It was a nightmare-ish week, full-on hecticness during every minute of the 85 hours that I worked. Am relieved it is now the weekend, so I can rest up...

An interesting development:

There is another cute guy called K, who has lovely brown eyes and a winning smile. Unfortunately he's not on set that much, so I don't see him around as often as I'd like, but I have a few more months to seek him out and get to know him...

B called me on Thursday to 'see how I was'. He told me he was on the way to see his friend R (the guy from the threesome possibility that B suggested last year and that I have been obsessed with ever since). I said to say 'hello' to R from me. And then I couldn't get the thought of fucking them both out of my head. An hour later I texted B:

"Speaking of your mate R: maybe you should bring him over to mine sometime so the three of us can have some fun..."

B texted me back 10 minutes later:

"So what time do you finish tonight then, you dirty one?"

I had to decline (!) We were on a late one that night and I had a very early start the next day. Talk about being gutted! But the thought that B had got my text whilst he was with R and that they had discussed the matter of both of them fucking me and that they had wanted to see me later really got to me. I went straight to the ladies toilets next to the stage that we were shooting on and had a fantastic wank (with some serious shuddering involved) thinking about them both.

Later that night, at 1am (whilst I was asleep), B called me 4 times. The last one woke me up, but I was too shattered to answer. I was pissed off that he was ringing me so late (when he knew that I had only 5 hours to catch some sleep), but it also turned me on that he was so horny (it was pretty obvious that it was a booty call). When I woke up in the morning, I had a glorious 10 minute play thinking about B and R; a lovely start to my day.

So, the possibility of my first MMF threesome now looks like it could be on the cards:
a) There are two guys who are available and interested
b) They both know each other and are comfortable having sex in each others' presence (They have had an MMF together 10 years ago)
c) I am attracted to them both
d) They are both attracted to me
e) I am eager as hell to do it!!

I am so excited I can hardly contain myself; it is totally occupying my thoughts - even more than normal. I am hoping that I can set something up to happen next weekend. Watch this space (and wish me luck!)

P.S. Me (for those cynics who for some absurd reason still think I might be a bloke). Please note my fantastic (ahem) skills in taking digital pics of myself whilst holding the camera with one hand...

Sometimes fantasy is better than reality...

Another 15 hour day, so off to sleep in a min. Today has had its ups and downs:

Ups:
Seeing three male models half-clothed on set. They were gorgeous and smelled manly. It was lovely.
Getting acknowledgement from my bosses that I kick ass at my job. I take pride in my work and love it too, so feedback is good...
Having a fantastic orgasm whilst doing the kitkat shuffle in the women's toilets. My legs were still trembling 10 minutes later when I was walking round the set. Boy was I smiling inside.

Downs:
Getting my period just as I was called to run across the studio lot on a long mission. My poor belly hurts like hell.
Being bored out of my mind by some of the tasks I am having to do. There's only so much a woman can take, and working alongside 20 year old fuckwits can sometimes be trying...
Being called "honey-bunny", "darling", "sweetness" and "love" all fucking day. Personally I think I have a very cool name, surely its not too hard to address me by that? Or failing that, "mate" will do as well...
Having an actor be rude to me on set for no reason

Theory of the day: a tired brain plus a knackered body means lack of fun - even for a Girl with a one-track mind...

Absolutely shattered. Just got back from a 15 hour day on location - a short one by our department's standards. Still, the lack of sleep and long hours the last couple of days has got to me: I have only had time to play once since Sunday and my brain is functioning at snails pace right now. Plus I haven't been able to go to the gym for 6 days which I am totally gutted about; I will be unfit again before I know it and will have no outlet for all my sexual tension!

Anyway, I've been checking out the shooting crew for talent and there are definitely some possibilities there. Out of 150 odd blokes, I'm sure there is one with my name written on him! Watch this space...

What a day yesterday:

Up at 4.40 am.
Left for work at 5.40 am.
Discovered my car had been broken into for the second time in a week. But this time, they got my car stereo (minus the 'face-off') and my cd-walkman. Fucking bastards, I could kill 'em...
It was snowing (and I forgot to take my thermals to work with me).
Stood on set (outside) for 14 hours non-stop freezing my tits off.
Got lost driving back home, ended up on the way to Barking rather than Baker Street.
Received a text from B at midnight:

"You asleep or fancy some fun?"

And I had to turn him down: I could barely keep my eyes open, let alone stay awake to have a shag with him - lovely cock or not... Had a nice play thinking about it this morning though...

A New Possibility?

Saw B again today. He still hasn't responded to yesterdays text, which kinda bugs me. If a sexy woman (with a tongue piercing I might add) offers you a blow job, surely its just polite to respond? Anyway, if he doesn't contact me in the next few days, he can fuck off: I am pre-menstrual now - which means I am a horny monster - if he can't get with my timing, well, then, it's his loss...

So there's this new guy on set: tall, very handsome, gorgeous body with lovely blue eyes. He has beautiful hands (large, long fingers) and big feet (a must for me with my size 8's). I imagine his cock is proportionate to the rest of his (large) body too, yum. He flirted loads with me today: lots of touching and smiling eyes. Very interesting possibility, but there is a problem:

He's very young. Which gives us a big age gap, not something I would usually consider. I imagine he is crap in bed (ok, I am being narrow-minded I admit, but I am probably right); I guess his enthusiasm and stamina would make up for his lack of technique...

So THIS WEEKS POLL:

Have any readers been:

a) The older woman who ends up teaching the younger man?
b) The younger man who has learned from an older woman?

Interested to know your opinions and experiences: not sure whether I should approach this challenge...

Not enough hours in the day...

First let me say thank you to the readers who expressed concerns regarding my lack of posting recently: this has been down to three 16 hour days on the trot and not enough time to blog (or play!) It's unfortunate that this career in movies that I love so much has such shitty hours. Until five minutes ago, I hadn't even had time to play - for three days! It's been hard running round at work with wet panties all day I tell you...

Speaking of which, I was thinking of B today, even considering texting him. And lo and behold, who should I bump into at the studio? Yup, B. We flirted for a while and I suggested he follow me into the toilet for (his long-time fantasy) a quick blow-job, but I don't think he took me seriously as I entered and left the toilet alone.

We talked about having some fun in the next few days though and I did end up texting him -

"The thought of your big hard cock in my mouth is making me wet. I think you need to come over soon, so I can give it a good sucking. Call me..."

- I thought it would be nice for him to get a hard-on during his drive home...

I don't know why: I just love B's cock - I could suck it all day...

So I am the number 4 result out of 103,000 for a search on the "story of one girl fucked by three cocks".

Ironic that whoever was looking for this arrived at my blog, where I am not so much enjoying les trois cocques but am rather "the girl who's desperate to get fucked by more than one cock, but isn't having any luck in that department".

Still, nice that they chose to have a look...