Friday Fill-Ins

 

1. Wouldn't it be easy if we had just a few more hours in the day .
2. I'm better than ever!
3. I love the taste of chocolate (what did you think I was going to say?;)).
4. Sex in the living room.
5. The first thing we're going to do is kiss.
6. I tend to drip, drip, drip; if you are doing something right!
7. And as for the weekend, I haven't planned a thing.

You know you want to play Friday Fill-In!

That voice..

No matter how many times I've heard it, the time that has passed since I've heard or whether I hear it on the phone or in the dark right next to me I'm reduced to a puddle of desire. I desire his hands on my body, his lips on my skin and I desire to feel him deep inside me. Though time, distance and logic should temper this desire, it has a tendency to flare up at the oddest of moments. The images flash, the weight of his body, the smell of mint and french toast all wrapped into one very inappropriate moment tied up with a bow of rope.

TMI Tuesdays

 

1. When you masturbate, how long, typically, is your session and what do you think about (other than having an orgasm)?
It depends on the time I have and the thoughts on my mind.  I don't have a specific thought that does it for me, though there are a few people that do.;)

2. Have you ever been "caught" masturbating?
Yes I've been walked in on. Did I stop, nope. I was too close to finishing at that moment.

3. Have you ever masturbated in front of your computer? If 'yes' was it for your own purposes or for someone's viewing pleasure?
I'm definitely guilty of sitting my computer chair with my legs parted beneath the desk, fantasizing.

4. Have you ever attended a group masturbation party? Same-sex or mixed?
Nope, what the hell! I live in Las Vegas too!

5. When masturbating, as you reach orgasm, do you continue to stimulate yourself without interruption, or do you stop and apply pressure until your spasms subside? Or?
Deja vu anyone? I know I've answered this before! I have to stop for a moment then if I have time, I continue!

6. Have you ever video'ed yourself while masturbating (solo)? Where are they now?
I may have created a couple of solo videos over the years for certain people. I'm going to venture to say those people might still have those videos. 


Bonus (as in optional): How often do you use the word "fuck" (or its derivatives) in casual conversation - frequently, occasionally, rarely, never.
In casual conversation, hardly at all. I prefer not to sound like a sailor. ;)

Pushing..

You know that look, the one that if you keep doing what you are doing you are going to end up bent over something whether you want it or not? Maybe tossed into the backseat to be plundered or pushed up against that wall harder then you expected.

It is the darkness in his eyes that keeps me pushing those buttons, inviting him to push right back.

A sexy blog..

I check the blog multiple times a day for those

sexy pictures posted and even more the tidbits of

sexier writing. If you haven't checked out

Mysterious over at The Secrets Within,

you definitely must!:)

Birthday spankings.

The moment the door opened their lips met as quickly as their hands.

"Did you wear it?" he asked as he pushed her shirt off her shoulder to reveal the set she had been teasing him with all week in pictures. As soon as the animal print came into view he grabbed her hand and pulled her upstairs. He wasted no time stripping her of her shirt and pants then pushed her over the bed with a grin.

"How many birthday spanking this year? Oh right, 35," he said as his hand came in contact with her ass.

"You'll want to count because if I do it you might be sorry," she moaned with her face buried in the bedding and began to count. "1,". Each spank was harder then the last, by the time 20 rolled around she was positive she wouldn't be able to continue. Her cheeks were red and sore; she was wetter then she had ever been.

As soon as he reached 30, she heard his zipper lower. At 34 he positioned himself right behind her and once he reached 35 he slammed into her, grabbing both of her hips. The wetness dripped down between her thighs, coating him and her.

"No, not yet. On the bed with your ass up. Play with yourself so I can hear it." He demanded as he pulled away from her. Feeling the sting on her backside she was thankful he had demanded for this position though weary why. She slipped her hands between her legs, moaning loudly. She wanted to come so badly.

"Don't do it, I know you want too but don't. If you do, we'll stop right now." She groaned loudly and slowed her fingers down. She heard the flip of the lid before feeling the bed shift as he positioned himself behind her. He nudged her thighs apart more, admiring his handy work on her ass. Each cheek was a delicious cherry red spattered with his hand print. He thrust himself back into her as he lubed his thumb then pressed on her puckered hole.

"Oh god, " she murmured from the piled of pillows and pressed back against his hand. His hand working in and out in time with his cock, quickening knowing how close they both were. Her body clenching around both begging to release.

"Please, please," she begged as he pushed his thumb in further.

"You may cum now," he grunted. Feeling her entire body seize up around him pushed him right over his edge.

Friday Fill-Ins

 

1. You have a chance to live life.
2. I am super turned on right now!
3. There is a strange cat watching me from outside my window.
4. Play and pay later.
5. It's time to start moving forward.
6. My behind is up in the air but you can't see it *winks*.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to dinner and the movies, tomorrow my plans include relaxing and Sunday, I want to see just how good I am at Pinball!

You know you want to play Friday Fill-Ins!

Words to cum by...

"If we were anywhere but here right now the things I would do to you...."
"Oh, what would that be?"
"I'd start kissing your nipples, work my way down to between your legs"
"Mmmmm .."
Whispered  "I want to fuck you right now."

Happy Birthday to me!!:)

Shesh this year flew by!

On to the next one

and given how this one is starting

I'm definitely looking forward to it.

;)

TMI Tuesdays!

1. Ideal amount of sex per week?
Every single day please!:)
 
2. Ever had an online affair?
I'm a huge flirt so....;)

3. Are you a member of the mile high club?
I wish, those airline attendants pay so close attention!

4. Are you predjudice against any particular group of people?
Nope, I make fun of everyone equally, including myself! 

5. What constitutes bad sex?
Being with someone who is selfish, that is definitely going to amount to bad sex.

Bonus (as in optional): Can females ejaculate?
We can squirt, given the right incentive. And yes I have in the past!

You know you want to play TMI Tuesdays!!

Enter...

His hands parting my thighs, thumbs pressed against my skin. His tongue catching the inside of my knees as he works his way up my legs, pushing them wider as he goes. Kissing each thigh, moving closer. My eyes close as I feel his tongue graze over my shaven mound but he moves up, catching my nipple into his mouth before reaching my lips. His body positioned over mine, entering slowly. My back arches as I gasp at his intial entry followed by a low moan as he pushes deeper inside, home.

Friday Fill-Ins

 

1. The lesson I learned yesterday was make sure your cell isn't random dialing people.
2. The fine line where friends and family meet.
3. All these years it took me to figure ME out.
4. The fun started when I arrived.
5. The truth is I don't always know what I am doing.
6. The look in his eyes is what I remember most from that day.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to relaxing, tomorrow my plans include hanging out on the strip making fun of the tourists and Sunday, I want to figure out a way to skip out on Monday!

You know you want to play Friday Fill-Ins!!

Group Post: Sweet Sensations

Meet me at 1500 Rivendale Street at 8pm was the note she 

left with him as they parted after lunch. It had been a blind 

date set up by his brother-in-law. He hated to admit it but 

the date had gone wonderfully. She was stunningly beautiful 

and intelligent. After the hour had flown by he felt like 

he barely learned more then her name. 
 

Arriving just as his watch hit 8, he noticed the sign above 

the door read Sweet Sensations. The windows were dark, he was 

a bit apprehensive as he pushed the door open. 
 

"Hello?" He called out.

"I'm back here," he heard her voice. He followed nearly 

running into a rank full of multicolored candies. She 

walked into the main room and flipped on the light switch.

Standing there smiling at him with her long blond hair 

flowing over her shoulders. She was wearing a white coat 

that hung just over her bare legs. His body twitched at 

the thought of sliding his hands under her coat. 

Leaning over the counter she reached for a striped candy

stick. As she sucked it into her mouth she watched him. 

Then she hopped up onto the counter and beckoned him 

closer with a flip of her wrist. 

Moving to stand in front of her, his hands slid up her 

thighs and under the coat. With a raised eyebrow he moved

up a bit further and realized she was completely bare 

underneath. He pulled back his hands and start to 

unbutton the coat slowly.

"I would like to see just how sweet of a sensation you are." 

He said as he nudged her back onto the counter. As she 

laid back she took the candy stick from her mouth and trailed 

it down between her breasts, over her stomach and between 

her legs. Sliding it down one side of her lips and up the other,

leaving an inviting red path. 

Thank you Errant Wife for setting this up and for Autumn for this month's theme.:) 

Please check out the other writers!

Haute Chocolat
Britni 
Petal 
Ronjazz 
Fgsakes
Bri  
Salt and Pepper
Topaz   
Barefoot Dreamer  
Panserbjorne 
Dave 
Autumn 
Kimberly  

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TMI Tuesdays!

Would you rather.....

1. Have eyes that always smile or a voice that makes people calm?
I would prefer to be the voice that calmed people.

2. Have an affair and your partner catches you or your partner have an affair and you catch him/her?
I would prefer to catch my partner.

3. Have better sex or more money?
Better sex of course!

4. Be able to read everyone’s mind all the time or always know the future?
Much rather read minds then know what is coming, I prefer a few surprises along the way.

5. Your partner have sex with someone else or fall in love with someone else?
Definitely have sex with someone else. Emotional attachment means so much more to me.


Bonus (as in optional): What one thing, big or small, would you change in your life if granted one wish by a lamp-bound genie? Why?
To be honest there is nothing I would change, everything I do and have done makes me exactly who I am today and I happen to like me.;)

You know you'd like to play TMI Tuesdays!!

Wet

Arms pinned above her head, stomach exposed, pants unbuttoned with his hand slipping between her and the jeans. Grazing her clit as his fingers push deep inside of her, thrusting. Her back arching while moaning and trying to grind against his hand. Slowly he draws away from her placing his fingers into his mouth then leans over to kiss her.

Where may I touch you?

where may I touch you?

and when?

and...again?

I ache to slake this cursed thirst,
to feel the heat of your body
pass through me
like a beam of coherent thought
gone taut
in the superstring
universe
wrapped around your finger
and anchored in my mind.
my heart.
my loins.
where joins twain forms
to quell the storm
to swell the warm and wicked
consequences
of a single touch.
in thrall of all
the fantasies you fan.
a fingertip
to slip through
your barrier.
and carry your words
from soft lips
from which I sip
my sustenance
into the native dance
of lovers celebrating
what they are.
when they touch.

Have you heard of William F. DeVault?

 Listen to his podcast if you get a chance, such a sexy voice.

Sweet time..

As he walked into his house he could smell her perfume lingering in the hallway. With one eyebrow raised he wandered through the downstairs looking for her. On the dining room table was a tray holding two glasses, a bottle of champagne and a dish of chocolate mousse with a note that read: I'm upstairs. Tossing his coat over the chair he took hold of the tray and headed towards the stairs.

As he rounded the doorway he found her laying on his bed, wearing one of his work shirts. The shirt rose as she rolled over to smile at him revealing her black lace panties. "You found my note," she said watching him cross the room to set down the tray.

He smiled at her as he sat on the edge of the bed, running his fingers down the trail of buttons on her shirt then popping them open one by one. Slipping one hand inside he pinched her nipple and watched her gasp.

"I'm hungry for more then the mousse right now," he said as he pushed open the shirt then hooked his fingers into the sides of the lace panties, sliding them down her legs. He stared at her smooth body and a thought occurred. He leaned over to the tray dipping his finger into the mousse and brought it to her lips. Slowly her tongue trailed over the tip, tasting the chocolate. Once more he dipped his finger into the mousse but this time he traced the chocolate over her smooth mound before leaning over and letting his tongue brush against her.