Friday Fill-Ins

 

1. A cup of tea really doesn't work for me.
2. Warmth makes a place feel like home.
3. Everything has its beauty to someone.
4. I adore the taste of strawberries.
5. Art makes me happy.
6. LOL I just noticed I forgot to get dressed!
7. And as for the weekend, I'm playing it by ear, wanna help me make some plans?;)

You know you want to play Friday Fill-Ins!

Conference

"All set gentlemen?" she asked as they headed towards the door. They both nodded dismissively in her direction and walked out. Rolling her eyes she turned and walked back into the room. There were papers scattered all over the table, she leaned over reaching for them as she heard a cough from the doorway. She started to stand up.
"Please don't,." he said as he leaned against the door frame. She smiled over her shoulder leaning a bit further over and wriggled her behind slightly.

"If you keep that up we might use that table for something other then a conference, " he stated.

TMI Tuesdays!

1. For self-arousal, if you could reach any part of your body with your mouth, which part would you like to reach and why?
 Mmm aside from the obvious answer I'm going to say that area right between my hip and my leg. I adore feeling a tongue softly sliding right in between. Gives me goosebumps just thinking about it!

2. If you reached that part of your body, how often and how long would you want to stay there?
 Quite often and long enough to be turned on.;)

3. If the opportunity arose, what would you like to do to someone else that you have never been game to try before?
Tough question, I'm not sure!

4. You have been selected to swap one of your organs with another member of the opposite sex. What would you swap and why? Who would you choose as the organ donor?
Sorry Paul Rudd I want your eyes, those lovely greens. I am sure the rest of the world wants more of you then that so it shouldn't be too much to ask you to trade?

5. Overnight you have a beauty sleep and inexplicably awaken at dawn having now turned into the most beautiful person on the planet. What would you do differently for the next 24 hours?
I wouldn't do anything different, just see my normal life a bit differently I'm sure!


Bonus Question: You are noticed by a talent scout and invited to star in your own x-rated movie for world wide distribution. You are asked to write the plot. Describe your movie plot in one sentence of no more than 20 words.

*quickly reads through her past posts*

The blindfold had been placed tightly around her head, as she was being lead into the room she could smell...


You know you want to play TMI Tuesdays!

What a girl wants....

"What does pet want?" He growled into her ear.
With a smile she says "I want you to spank me."
"On your knees then pet."

Next time though, she hopes for harder. ;)

Control is an illusion

"Am I going to have to pull you off my cock every time I want to kiss you?" He asked as he pulled her face up to meet his. She smiled at him and reached down to stroke him.

"You are evil," Groaning his hand slipped up to her neck, fingers against her jawbone, pinning her to the bed. He smiled as she lifted her body, struggling to breathe comfortably. His hand left her jaw and traveled down to her breast where it began the assault.

Pain shot up from her nipple causing her to whimper. His hand captured her throat again, harder this time. "Pets don't whimper." He growled in her ear as he reached down forcefully pinching again. She bit her lip to keep quiet.

"Tell me when pet's had enough." He said into her ear as he continued unrelentingly. She refused to give in, her thighs slick as the pain shot upward. He stopped and kissed her forehead,"Good pet."

Her fingers played between her legs as she laid next to him. "Gonna let me cum?"She asked coyly.

"You can play all you want but no you can't cum." He smiled at her. She hoped he was kidding.

He rolled over facing her, tracing her body with his fingers, slipping one inside of her as she rubbed her clit. Groaning she pushed her body down onto his hand.

"Please let me cum?" she begged as she got closer. He felt her body heat and watched her struggle as she neared the edge.

He grabbed her throat, slowly cutting off her airway whispering into her ear,"You may cum now pet."




"You absolutely love being controlled and yet you love being in control, you are odd." He smiled at her then pinned her to the bed as he continued,"You are not in control, even if you think you are, you are not. Do you understand that?"

"Yes Sir," She whispered.

Group Post: The day...

The day patience should have been learned.

He sent her a text, "I need photos!". She wanted to roll her eyes at this request, need was such a relative term she thought. Feeling a bit bratty she sent back,"I'm sorry but my hand is between my legs and I'm too busy take pictures!"

He responded with "Please pet." The game had begun and she knew she would end up paying for her childish behavior. She quickly snapped a picture of her hand between her legs, the red nail polish standing out from her white skin and sent it.

As she waited for him her fingers slipped into herself caressing her clit slowly. He knew the response he would get the minute he said "pet". She imagined him growling that into her ear as his hand clenched her throat. She wanted to cum badly.

Within a few seconds she got "Mmmm more!" so she spread her legs slightly, took another picture and sent it. Then went back to slowly dipping her fingers inside and out, panting slightly.

She paused long enough to send him  "May I finish now please?" and waited. She had to stop touching herself every few seconds because she was so close. The minutes ticked by, he said nothing. After 10 minutes her phone vibrated, "One more photo."

Frustrated she sent "You're f'n evil!" She knew that wouldn't get her what she wanted so in hopes he would ignore her outbursts she quickly turned the camera back on and decided to take a different shot. She grasped her nipple between her fingers and pulled it away from her body, with a click the picture was taken and sent.

She stared at her phone, waiting for permission. Seconds ticked by into minutes. Finally the phone vibrated, "you may cum now pet." Staring at those words, she played with herself in earnest, having waited so long she came quickly. Once finished she sent him a text,"Thank you."

Settling back in her pillows she sighed and after a few minutes she typed out another message for him.
"May I cum again?"
And the waiting started all over.


Thank you Errant Wife for putting this together and this months theme!
Please check out the other writers!

Petal  http://secretlifeofaslummymummy.blogspot.com/

Panserbjorn  http://insatiabear.blogspot.com

Kink Chronicles www.thekinkchronicles.blogspot.com

Autumn   http://www.autumnmistspeaks.blogspot.com

Veronica http://anothersuburbanmom.blogspot.com

Ronjazz   www.ronjazz.blogspot.com

Ms Scarlett http://msscarlettletter.blogspot.com

Hubman http://hubmanshangout.wordpress.com/

Aurore http://dangerousliaisons-aurore.blogspot.com/

Mykeyman: Www.outsidevanilla.blogspot.com

Advizor advizortoall.blogspot.com

Duchess http://theduchessissexy.blogspot.com

FG Sakes http://fgsakes.blogspot.com

Topaz    http://topaz-gemology.blogspot.com

They belong to us http://theybelongtous.wordpress.com

 

Kimberly http://yourerrantwife.blogspot.com

Moment, Part 2

 Do you remember part one?

His plane landed shortly after midday. He had set up to meet her in the lobby of his hotel later in the afternoon. He wanted time to fresh up and relax prior to meeting her. The ride to the hotel was smooth and he arrived with time to spare. After a quick shower he wandered down to the lobby to wait for her.

As he sat there waiting he envisioned her waltzing through the lobby in all sorts of ensembles. Perhaps she'd wear a leather mini skirt with heels or a long black trench coat with nothing underneath. Or she'd be a bit coy and show up in jeans with a tee shirt. He wasn't sure which he preferred but he was feeling very anxious to get the intial meeting over with.

"Excuse me, are you.." her voice trailed off as she looked into his eyes. He had leaned back in the chair to rest a moment and she had arrived. She was wearing a gray skirt with a soft pink sweater topped off with 4 inch heels. For a moment, he was speechless.

"Wow, you are exactly as I had hoped." He said as he found his voice. She blushed at his comment and waved her hand.

Just Listen, Part 2

Do you remember part one?

He heard the bed shift as she settled in the middle. Closing his eyes he listened to her breathing. He pictured her hands pushing her breasts together then pinching her nipples. His body reacted quickly the moment he heard her breath catch, he knew her fingers had slipped between her folds, carressing herself slowly.

"Enjoying what you hear?" the unknown femine voice whispered in his ear. As his eyes shot open he caught a glimpse of red hair. Looking at the mirror he watched her slowly taking off her clothes. Her back was decorated with a large tree, the trunk flowing down her spine. He wanted to trace the branches of the tree with his tongue. She moved towards the bed and out of his sight. 

He was dying to turn his head and as if she could read his mind she said, "Don't even think about turning around." He could tell she was smiling as she said that knowing how hard this would be for him.

"I'm going to lick every inch of your body," the red head said. He groaned as he imagined watching the red head's tongue swirling around the very nipples he had licked so many times before.

"I think he wants to watch," he heard behind him.
 "Should we let him?"

Airplane, Part 2

Do you remember part one?

Their voices lowered as the cabin lights were dimmed. Heads touching as they shared stories and asked questions of each other. His finger tips trailed along her arm as they spoke. Her voice faltered as he brushed against her breast on an up stroke. He smiled and prompted her to continue her sentence.

She tried to remember what they were talking about but her mind was completely blank. He set his right hand on her thigh while still caressing her arm with his left. The warmth of his hand on her leg was distracting and her skirt bunched up exposing her knee. Looking down he smiled and let his finger tips brush against her bare leg.

Her eyes focused on the blanket next to him, with his eyebrows raised he reached for it and covered their laps. His hand slipped between her legs, caressing her thighs. He could feel the heat as he moved his hand further up.

She leaned against his shoulder, slipping her hand around the waist of his dress pants, popping open the buttons one by one. She watched his eyes as she eased her hand inside, sliding her palm over the tip. He let out a low groan as she wrapped her hand around him.

"Coffee, tea?" the stewardess surprised them, waiting for an answer.

"Neither thank you," He answered for the both of them.

Blame the wine, Part 4

I kicked off my heels as I left the kitchen, inched my skirt down through the dining room and tossed my shirt over the end of the couch once I reached them. He hadn't noticed my return but I caught her eyes as I kneeled down next to her. My hand trailing her back, finger tips caressing her silk covered ass. I slipped a hand underneath her, cupping her wetness. She opened her legs further for my fingers to explore, to push the silk aside and feel her wet smoothness. Wanting to taste her I nudged her up on to the couch. Never leaving his cock unattended she moved to her side. I tugged at her panties then pushed her leg over the back, granting me full access.


He opened his eyes and watch me lower my head between her legs. My tongue barely grazing her lips, hands sliding under her, lifting her towards my mouth. She reached for his balls, rolling them gently in her hand while her lips pressed against the tip. The more of his cock that she took into her mouth, the firmer my tongue pressed into her slit, up and down. The tip of my tongue danced over her clit, flicking it. Her body jumped slightly each time.

"Oh my, " he said as he placed his hands on her shoulders to stop her. "I don't want to finish just yet but damn you're good!" He sat up, motioned for us to continue and started slowly stroking himself. She reached behind to unhook her bra then tossed it to the floor. The palms of her hands gently rubbing against her nipples before rolling them between her fingers. My tongue reached for her again.

TMI Tuesdays!

1. LUST: Besides your current Significant Other who do you lust for or have you lusted for?
My guilty pleasures: Vin Diesel, Christian Bale and Robbie Williams. (As for real life contenders, I'm keeping that list to myself;))

2. GLUTTONY: What food brings out your inner glutton?
Home made bread. UGH, can't stop eating. 

3. GREED: What are you greedy for?
I adore finding 'me' time. I take that whenever I can!

4. SLOTH: What is your plan for an ideal day of sloth?
 Sleeping in til noon, moving just enough to get food, grab the laptop then hopping right back into bed!

5. WRATH: Describe a time that you let out a can of whoop ass on someone.
I can honestly say I've never had it out with anyone. Arguments yes, anything more no.

6. ENVY: Who or what do you envy? Why?
I envy those who know exactly what they want and how to get it. I tend to get side tracked. *grins*

7. PRIDE: Have you ever had to swallow your pride? What are you proud of?
I'm proud of my family and my blossoming ability to figure myself out.

You know you want to play TMI Tuesday's!!!

Blame the wine, Part 3

The wine or not, I was extremely turned on by the time we were in the elevator. My hand reached for the front of his dress pants while she pressed her breasts against me in a rushed kiss. Reaching behind me I felt her hand on top of mine as his excitement grew. I turned her around, between him and I, her bottom pressed against his raging hard on. My hands snaking up her skirt, feeling her wet silk panties.

"Oh my, you are enjoying this, aren't you." I didn't need an answer nor wanted one. I caught his eyes as he lowered his lips to her bare shoulder, sliding his tongue up her neck. She moaned loudly. The elevator dinged and opened to our suite. Grabbing her hand I pulled her towards the living room. He walked slowly behind us, loosening his tie then landing on the couch.

She stood in front of him slowly unzipping her dress as I grabbed a few wine glasses from the kitchen. I watched them, his eyes traveling over her body and her gaze as she revealed her black silk set. My body ached as I watched her fall to the floor between his legs and reach for his pants. Leaning back against the counter I lifted my skirt and slipped my fingers between my folds, watching her release him and smile. I knew that smile, the satisfaction of knowing you were going to enjoy ever moment with this man. She leaned over and wrapped her lips around the tip, his eyes closed and his head fell backwards. I decided that more wine was not needed and headed into the living room to join.

Blame the wine, Part 2

We found out she had been set up on a blind date by her best friend. And at the last minute her friend had backed out of coming but she decided to test the waters anyway. Such a brave soul, we kidded her. The wine flowed as we talked and flirted.

She scooted closer to me to whisper in my ear how lucky I was to have such a handsome man with me. I winked at her and told her I had no problem sharing. At that moment his face could not have gone anymore crimson had he tried. I laughed and squeezed his thigh.

"Oh come now hun, you know you'd love to be in between her and I." He nodded slowly his eyes wandering between us.

"I think he likes that idea," she teased as she leaned over and kissed the side of my neck while watching him squirm. "Yes he does."

Letting my hand settle on her thigh I licked her lips slowly, tasting her sweetness mixed with the wine. Her fingers curled into my hair as we pressed our lips together. I could feel his hand making its way up my skirt, between my legs.

With a deep breathe I suggested we moved the party upstairs for a bit of privacy.

Blame the wine, Part 1

"What do you think of her?" he leaned over and asked. I looked across the way at the lovely woman sitting alone. She had beautiful long brown hair and a very irritated look on her face.

"She is beautiful but I think her evening isn't going a she had planned." I remarked.  I reached for my purse then quickly wrote 'Would you care to join us?" on a napkin and waved the waiter over.

"Would you please give this to the woman at that table?" I asked with a smile, he nodded and immediately spoke to her. She looked over slowly at our table, I could tell she was debating. Then with a slight shrug she grabbed her purse and walked over.

"Hello," she smiled as she sat down next to me.

"Hello to you, evening not going as planned?"

"Not in the least, I do believe I was stood up!" she said with mock exasperation then laughed.

"I can't believe anyone would stand such a lovely creature up," he said as he raised his glass towards her.

"His loss is our gain, please join us this evening?" I said as I motioned to the bottle of wine on the table. Her eyes twinkled and I knew things were going to get interesting.

Friday Fill-Ins

 

1. I know I'm probably going to get myself into trouble! ;)
2. January was the longest month.
3. You can't help but laugh at some people.
4. Life; bring it on!
5. Where have you looked lately?
6. My time is now available (but for what?)
7. And as for the weekend, I have no clue!:) Yet again.

You know you want to play Friday Fill-Ins!

The Show

As she laid panting on the bed he ran down stairs for something to drink.

"You're going to think I'm crazy but I have an idea!" He yelled up the stairs.
"What is it?"
"Come down here and I'll show you."

She laid there wondering what ideas were running through his head. The huge glass window in the living room didn't have curtains and with the chairs positioned in front, her mind was reeling with the possibilities.

"Give me a hint?" she hollered debating if she wanted to get up or not.
"Nope, you have to come down here.You know you want too." He goaded her.
"Damn it," she mumbled as she rose naked from the bed and walked down the stairs.

He grinned as he grabbed her hand and walked towards the back door.
"Its god damn freezing out,"  she stammered.
"I told you it was crazy but I knew you'd do it," he said as he opened the door and pushed her out.

 Leading her over to the rock pile on the edge of the pool. "Bend over." A statement, not a question.
 "But the neighbors?" She paused to glance around. It was well after midnight and the neighborhood was quiet, though the fence did nothing to stop prying eyes.After a brief moment she bent over with her hands bracing herself against the cold stone.

He drove himself into her and continued what they had started upstairs. The cold air whipped against her hanging breasts and her hands going numb against the poolside.Glancing up at the houses around she silently hoped someone was watching them. She let out a loud moan as he thrust into her.

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.