Sometimes the world begins

Flash Fiction Friday 2-24

2012-02-24T01:24:00.076-05:00

Cycle

Goosebumps, tingles

Tingles my skin

Skin deep

Deep feelings

Feelings hurt

Hurt soul

Soul searching

Searching passion

Passion for words

Words to mouth

Mouth I kiss

Kiss goodbye

Goodbye love

"Woman with Guitar" by Peter Carter

Love you

You left

Left emptiness

Emptiness changed

Changed for better

Better for us

Us always

Always smiling

Smiling anew

(50)

Until the sun comes up

A need

To take you, touch you and play 'round with you

Make you hum, strum and sing

The way you had me singing...

I hear water running, I guess you're in the shower

I'm now curious... Can I make her sing

The way you did me?

I sit and take the precious instrument

I close my eyes and remember

You kissed me, planted your hat on my head

Told me to behave and be good

... Obviously you don't know me very well!

I snatched her bathrobe and placed it on the couch

I laid down and took it in my hands

Started strumming, awfully I might add

The sun was barely rising from dawn

Careful with your toy, being good and all

Isn't really me... so I thought

How bad can I really be?

Dum di dum hmmm mmmm

My fingertips were trying to play

Something, anything!

I heard you sighing from across the hall

Probably shaking your head with a smile

Not sure if you heard though

My giggle as your cum oozed out of me

Onto your wife's bathrobe

Not sure this qualifies as being good or bad...

(191)

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 50-55 words OR 200-210 words

No required words

Max hosted FFF during PB's absence /

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Free (a dash of happy)

2012-02-19T08:58:00.000-05:00

My dash of happy is: what doesn't cost a thing... like taking a walk on a beautiful path, spending time at a library browsing travel books or enjoying free activities offered by your city. I hope everyone enjoys some of that this weekend!

e[lust] #33

2012-02-15T20:49:00.000-05:00

Photo courtesy of Penny

Welcome to e[lust], the sex blog round-up- The best posts from the hottest and smartest sex bloggers all in one place! This edition highlights topics such as STI's, swingers and poly relationships, spanking, role play and so much more. Want to be included in e[lust] #34? Start with the rules, come back in February to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

~ The Top Three Posts ~

I'm The 48% - I keep breathing. Strangely enough, the world didn’t end at that precise moment. I felt numb. I stared at those two red lines on the monitor.

Can Swingers be Happily Married? Long Term? - Swinging can be an exhilarating experience. It requires sincerity, honesty, vulnerability, strength, forgiveness, and patience.

Secretary - I was a little worried: my intentions in placing the ad had been purely dishonorable, but her response offered no evidence that she correctly divined my intentions.

~ e[lust] Editress ~

Why I Write – And Respect – Negative Sex Toy Reviews - I call a spade a spade, and name it out for being crap no matter if it’s $39 crap or $139 crap. Crap is crap and you shouldn’t have to buy it.

~ Featured Post (Picked by Lilly) ~

A Little Spanking Can Go A Long Way - All I could do was hold on until it was over. It was more than I could take, but I took it and, of course, I loved it.

All blogs that have a submission in this edition must re-post this digest from tip-to-toe on their blogs within 7 days. Re-posting the photo is optional and the use of the “read more…” tag is allowable after this point. Thank you, and enjoy!

Erotic Writing

A Great Fuck
all my weight on her
Afterglow
a Masturbation Story
Bunco Night!
Fag-Break Fuck
Having him in my mouth
hypnopompic Apparition
Kiss Me There
Naked Underwater
Sodom: Enter the Fist
Soothed
Starvation

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

A Beginner's Guide to Spanking
A Matter of Lube
Attraction, Rejection and Uncertainty
Bad Vibes, Generally
Fluidity: Growing-up Poly Part VI
Going Down
Making Love
Never Pinch a Sadist
Near Outing due to Outrage
Porn, Pubic Hair, Sex & Reality
Sadie Says ... Remember Santa Barbara

Kink & Fetish

Cruor
Hungry Beast
Later that afternoon - Part IV
Long-distance Roleplay & BDSM
Reflecting on Vacation Playtime: Part III: Tent Slut Slapped
The Dungeon Club

Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor

Odd Sex laws around the World
Post-Brazilian

Feeling colors (Flash Fiction Friday)

2012-02-03T00:30:00.018-05:00

I was in a zen-like state. His cock was spearing me forcefully. I might have had my n-th orgasm... I lost count after a few. All I know is that I was tasting passion red, smelling soothing green, feeling sensual white and all the colors in between.

He was towering me, deep inside me. My legs were wrapped around his waist, crystalline lust in our locked gaze. Suddenly, I had to throb a thrilling violet. I grabbed the hand he was supporting himself with and brought it to my neck so his fingers could wrap around my throat.

(Image stolen from Lexi some time ago; artist and title unknown)

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 85-105 words

and use "... crystalline ..."

Starvation

2012-02-01T23:49:00.009-05:00

His lips are soft and smooth

Pouring tender kisses, making me yearn for more

More softness, more hardness

Conflicting needs, but soothing

I feel the stress of my days being pushed away, then easily forgotten

As soon as his arms wrap around me, as soon as his lips land the much awaited first kiss

I'm there... home... and I don't want to leave

I recognize the scent of my love

The mouth I can't get enough of

The embrace that secures me

More intensity, more urgency

Now.

His fingers lock in my curls

His mouth devours my throat

His throbbing cock finds me

Through clothing for now, but not for long

We've been starving

Now is time for feasting.

It's back

2012-01-22T10:14:00.001-05:00

What's back? My ever famous "keywords search" column!!. :)
(fine, it's neither famous or a column, but this girl here likes to have some fun, mmkay?)

la brunette de wicked -> That is 100% me. That's another example of French being badly used though.
girl with crooked sex with a girl with crooked legs legs -> That was actually an image search on those keywords. Landed on this post. Crooked? Hmpf.
drunk colposcopy -> I'm still scratching my head as to why someone is searching for that!
wicked banner brunette -> that makes me think I should have a banner of this little wicked brunette (aka me).
pet friendly france -> The only pets I like are cats. Men too, fish why not. But I'm not really pet friendly otherwise. :)
sometimes under the moonlight -> I think this will be the title of my secret life story.

Keep them coming!

Potpourri

2012-01-18T01:46:00.058-05:00

What to say... I'm not sure. I am blogging without a goal or purpose and we'll see where it leads. It's your cue to move to something else if you don't like unstructured writing and thinking. Because yes, most of my thinking is pretty unstructured!!

My boyfriend asked me once if I ever wrote anything. I couldn't really see how to explain the existence of STWB, so I said no. I wish I could write short stories though. Or maybe the autobiography of my secret life. Maybe one day I will! Anyway. I know someone who knows someone who knows someone who wrote an erotic e-book. I'm thinking that all our sex blogs could be one huge e-book, no?! I didn't get around to purchasing her fictional story about a threesome, but maybe one day it will be available for "e-borrowing"? Gotta love technology.

How's everyone doing on their resolutions for the new year? Am I hearing a few hmpf's out there? Yeah, I hear you. Mine are doing well, but I had little to none. See, I can be self-sneaky. ;)

I'm trying to get more cardio exercise in before the start of the beautiful season that is spring. One thing that always get my ass in gear is music. Do you always go back to the same songs during certain intervals of cardio? I certainly do. That song always makes me move a bit faster and harder when I want to give up. And that song always get my legs walking with more gusto. I have peculiar tastes in music, what can I say.

It's been a year of separation with the ex. And we still live together. Yeah... my patience is eroding as time goes by and I am pressing a bit more urgently the fact that we need to make it clear by having him move out. I am searching for a mediation lawyer that will be counsel to both of us, draw up the papers so I can get his name off the mortgage, etc. I think it'd be easier to sell the house, split everything and move into different locations, but I don't want to move if I don't have to. We get along very well and we're not fighting, so it should be a no-brainer.

I like no-brainers. I wish they had those at Walmart!

I'm way behind on reading blogs. I'm busy, we're busy, you're busy, everyone's busy. Sorry if I didn't keep up with you.

That's it.

7 things about myself

2012-01-10T23:06:00.001-05:00

A long time ago, TemptingSweets blogged that I was on her list of fun bloggers to read. That was pretty sweet of her!! Here are 7 things about myself.

I have a motto: if it can wait until tomorrow, do it tomorrow. Why do you think it took forever to write this post?
It annoys me to see people pretend they know French when in fact, they don't know shit. Am I attempting Japanese?
I often bite my tongue so that I don't offend anyone.
I don't get FaceBookers who hit the "like" button on their own status. But then again, sometimes I comment on my own blog posts. :)
I've commented anonymously on a few blogs in the past, because sometimes you have to.
I am cheap, so cheap that I will use up the free Christmas cards, received from various charities, for my friends and family - instead of buying a box of cards.
I would love to be a P.I. With all the stuff some people put on Facebook, unprotected and for everyone to see, it would make my life easier. I think being a stalker would be just as easy.
I am definitely a voyeur.
As you know, I don't follow rules very easily. This is the 9th item of the list. :)

I always like to know details about my favourite bloggers (see my reading list, to the right). If you feel like it, leave us something in the comment box about yourself that no one knows! (and you can be anonymous, if you're too shy).

New Year ~ TMI Tuesday (Jan 3, 2012)

2012-01-02T21:04:00.000-05:00

Happy New Year from TMI Tuesday blog. I’ve enjoyed discovering and reading so many new blogs via TMI Tuesday. Thanks to all the players that submitted questions, themes or ideas in 2011. If you have questions you’d like to see answered for TMI Tuesday, please read the ABOUT page. Now here we go…the first TMI Tuesday questions for 2012:

1. Finish this sentence: In the New Year, things will be done my way (well, more than usual!).

2. Do you make New Year’s Resolutions? If yes, what are they for 2012? For once, it's not about doing more exercise and losing weight! I'll be spending more time doing the things I've enjoyed in the past, things that were put aside because my attention was focused in the wrong direction/wrong people.

3. What New Year’s resolutions did you make last year? I had one: focusing on me. I think I did pretty good, since I'm much happier. I followed that resolution up until the last stretch of 2011.

4. Think of three of those resolutions, from last year. How did you do in keeping them? See #3.

5. What was your most memorable sexual happening/experience in 2011? Oh... I wish I could write about that one! <3

Bonus: What was your most memorable experience (activity, event, etc.) in 2011? I would say, pretty much equally: the experience of question #5 and meeting SG2 who became my boyfriend. :)

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Life update, a rant & the end of 2011

2011-12-31T17:15:00.001-05:00

I haven't blogged much about my personal life as it's kind of complicated. Just like yours, I'm sure! Who has it uncomplicated these days?! Other than the TMI posts and occasional blurbs that don't take too much brain power, I've been silent. I'll try to be organized in this long post.

The boyfriend

My boyfriend (previously known as SG2) & I are happy together. This exceeds my expectations, in so many ways. I enjoy spending my weekends with him and the occasional weeknight just hanging out. I had doubts about him in the beginning (and lately too), but I should have a little bit of faith in life, in him and in us. I'm slowly getting there. We are having a great time together and for once, I feel like I'm having a partner, not someone to take care of. He cooks for me, he helps me (without being asked!), he does things for me, he is a gentleman, caring, oriented, intelligent, warm and fun. For the first time in many years, I was actually looking forward to Halloween and Christmas.

Secrets

Am I still having a secret life? Yes. Just like this blog is a part of my secret life, so are other things that I'd rather keep to myself than write about them. It's something precious I want to hold on to and protect, more than anything. I would be heartbroken if that relation would come to an end. I know it's silly to be talking that way, but that's the way it is.

A part of my secret life are my secret friends... a few blogging friends and the married men I met on AM. One man I met, even though things didn't work out, we ended up being friends and we meet every other month or so for coffee. Also, some of you might remember L (who's either famous or hated, depends how you look at it). One late summer morning, I woke up to find a text message from him on my phone. I ignored it for a few days before answering back. But I did answer. I couldn't help being curious. He wanted us to be friends, the way I tried to be his. Later, he also admitted wanting me back. This girl here has gone through too much complications with him to even consider that option. I'm not that stupid anymore. Even though he promised things would be different if we were to get back together, I know what is best for me. It's time to let go, once and for all... Time to stop worrying about things I cannot change.

Blog & Passion

A thought just occurred to me, it's that I should end this blog post on a positive note.

For a few weeks, I've thought of stopping this blogging thing. Let's face it, I'm passé. Younger and fresher bloggers have come and taken their places. Good for them. They get all the comments and recognition and they deserve it. They write with skill and passion. Me? Bah... If I get 5 comments on a post, I consider it a good day. Not highly motivating. That's one reason why I've stopped participating in FFF, or putting up posts such as fantasies and stories. The amount of work doesn't justify the return I get.

I am a bit tired of reading sex blogs. What used to turn me on when reading your exploits (or writing mine) now leaves me quite indifferent. I'd rather focus my attention on other things. This is not the end of this blog, but I'm not sure what to do with it for now. I plan on spending a lot more time on my "real life passions", which are photography, reading and a few other things. That won't leave much time for anything else in here, unfortunately.

I hope the new year brings me some inspiration!

End of 2011

2011 had a few turning points for me. Since separating from my husband, I feel so much happier! Those who say they are unhappy and don't do a thing about their lives, thinking it will get resolved magically, well no it doesn't work. Stop saying things will change, stop thinking it'll get better without lifting a finger. It won't. The only way to be happy is to take action and responsibility for yourself. Kids will manage and so will you. I'm tired of reading people who keep saying they can't do a thing because of the kids or because they love their spouse, but feel stuck or unhappy, thinking they'll find happiness magically. Fear of change is what prevents us from seeking happiness. Get off your ass and be happy; it works, trust me. Enough said.

On that note, I want to wish you a great 2012 - health and joy, happiness and love. See you in the new year!

When all the conditions are right (a dash of happy)

2011-12-24T10:28:00.000-05:00

1. It's Christmas Eve
2. It's Saturday
3. I'm having the house to myself

I've rarely been on my own on a Saturday morning, which are usually spent at the boyfriend's place. Which is why dashes of happy have been kinda rare too! But all the conditions are right this morning.

That also means I have some time to take naughty pics for my Secret Santa. :D

Anyway, this isn't important, right? ;)

Merry Christmas to all of you and all the best for 2012. Be safe, be kind, tell people you love that you do love them, laugh, drink (but don't drive), eat, have sex and live like there's no tomorrow!

Happy Holidays ~ TMI Tuesday (Dec 20, 2011)

2011-12-20T00:05:00.000-05:00

This time of year there are so many holidays and celebrations that overlap, which is why it is called Holiday Season.

1. What will you be celebrating? If it isn’t a commonly known holiday or celebration (i.e., Christmas, winter solstice, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa) briefly tell us about it.

I am celebrating Christmas. The madness has already started!!

2. What’s your favorite Christmas or holiday tune?

As much as I dislike Mariah Carey, I like "All I want for Christmas". It's sweet and gets my feet moving. I like a lot of songs, but this is the one that's playing now. Doing research is beyond me for now. :)

3. If you are giving or receiving gifts this holiday season:
- What’s the gift you most want?
- What do you think is the best gift you are giving?

Most wanted: Nothing, actually. What I want is to make it safely back home and spend time with my parents.
Best gift I'm giving: My gifts are pretty regular and inexpensive... I'd say my presence?

4. If you could spend this December holiday season anywhere, where would that be?

I often complain about being too busy, driving around and being stuffed with food like a duck, however I don't think I'd want to spend it anywhere else but with my family back home. I wouldn't mind cloning myself and spending it with someone else either!

5. Your family has announced that the holiday celebration & get-together will be at your home. You think to yourself:
a. Yes! Finally…the more the merrier.
b. I don’t have enough room for all of you, but let’s rent a hall and you all get hotel rooms.
c. Over my dead body, I don’t want you freaks in my house.
d. Hmm…I wonder if it’s too late to book a flight to anywhere, leaving on Christmas eve?

a) I am actually hoping that this will be the case next year and that my parents will be able to drive here and spend that time off with me. Otherwise, sure, why not! This is all about family.

6. Have you ever given a fruit cake as a Christmas gift or a gift at all? Do you even like fruit cake?

Never given one because I've never attempted making one and I won't buy the grocery store fruit cake. I love fruit cake and my mother makes the best! She makes it every year and I hope she made it again this year. I should get the recipe so I can make it myself one of these days.

Bonus: Share with us one of your holiday traditions.

The first weekend of December is when I decorate my tree. I've never had a real tree since living on my own (yes, I know, I know....), but next year I plan on having the real deal mid-December and make the fake one in my basement. Anyway, I try to keep one item every year (be it a bow from a gift or ornament) to put on my tree for the following years.

Go elf yourself!

http://elfyourself.jibjab.com/

I have done this for a few years. Why? It never stops being fun and hilarious.

I invite you to elf yourself and if you can, post it on your blogs for TMI Tuesday.

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Gooey

2011-12-15T22:14:00.002-05:00

When Christmas comes, I get the occasional gift basket or wine bottle from colleagues or work relations. I am grateful for the gifts, not expecting them but still nice to receive them. I try to share every one of them with other people. I am sharing this one with you. I can be a little clumsy when it comes to eating gooey food, hopefully someone can lick this off!

ps: no chocolate and filling were harmed during the shooting of these pictures.

Cookies (a dash of happy)

2011-12-10T06:11:00.008-05:00

Well well well, who knew I'd be writing recipes here? I was late submitting the recipe to the cookie exchange group posting, but why would I deprave anyone, hmm? These are easy to make, it takes no time at all and - a warning - not very healthy, but oh so good! I haven't posted a dash of happy in quite some time! I love bringing a fresh batch at work or to someone special.... and that makes them (and me!) happy. :)

(straigth to your hips) Cookies
(yields 20, more or less, depending how many you eat and how big you like 'em!)

Step 1
180 ml (3/4 cup) of melted butter (warm, not boiling hot!)
250 ml (1 cup) of brown sugar
2 egg yolks
10 ml (2 teaspoons) of pure vanilla extract
- With a wooden spoon, mix butter, sugar and vanilla
- Add egg yolks and mix well

Step 2
430 ml (1 3/4 cup) of unbleached flour
2.5 ml (1/2 teaspoon) of baking soda
a pinch of salt
a dash of love ;)
- Combine well all dry ingredients

The cookie making process

Preheat the oven to 325F (rack in the middle)
Incorporate dry ingredients into wet ingredients gradually
When adding the last part of flour mixture, throw in 1 cup of your favorite chocolate chips (white, semi-sweet, dark, milk, whatever you want)
Using an ice cream scoop, spoon cookie dough on a cookie sheet
Bake for 10-11 min and remove cookies (they'll look like they still need some time in the oven, but do not fear - take them out!)
Let cool for a few minutes then transfer cookies to a cooling rack
Enjoy!

Morning sun (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-12-09T00:10:00.006-05:00

Whenever she was at my door, I'd let her in. It was early morning for her, she had probably been out all night, hunting for food, looking for shelter.

She was soaking in the morning sun, it warmed her thick coat and made her eyes sparkle. She rolled and offered herself to me, meowing and purring, wanting to be petted and fed. She was such a needy pussy!

But I let her in today. I was making toasts, scrambled eggs and burned coffee (thanks to my absentmindedness) when she climbed her way to the stove to watch me intensely. With playful eyes, she morphed from panther to lady, grabbed the robe I always had for her and sat down for breakfast with me.

(Image source: "Sunny Sunday Morning" by T.C. Reiner)

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 60-160 words

and use "... burned coffee ..."

Reminder for me

2011-12-07T06:32:00.003-05:00

When I watch sexy videos:

1) make sure the headphones are indeed all the way in
and
2) make sure I am alone in the house

;)

Stop Making Sense ~ TMI Tuesday (Dec 6, 2011)

2011-12-05T21:16:00.000-05:00

1. If you were a car, which one would you be? What are some of your best features? I'd be something like a Chevette... lasts a long time and when you think she can't anymore, well, she still has some oomph left!! lol

2. If I gave you an elephant where would you hide it? In your backyard. Or your ass.

3. Finish this sentence: Tomorrow I absolutely refuse to… think about tomorrow!

4. What is the longest period of time that you’ve gone without a shower? 2 days. I shiver just to think about it. It was a weekend at my ex-inlaws. We were visiting them on their campsite and even though they had a shower and water tank in their trailer, they were low (and knew better than me, obviously). We had to wash by hand. OK, not so bad... but when you are menstruating and smelling in the middle of a heat wave, you want a shower! (that is a TMI post, after all)

5. What is the silliest prank you ever played on someone? It was on my co-worker's birthday, a few years ago. I snatched his car keys after another girl and I filled a few garbage bags full of balloons. We filled his car with them. The look on his face was priceless!

Bonus: What is the best piece of gossip that you heard recently? I'm so good at keeping secrets that I would never tell.

How to play TMI Tuesday: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblog from your website!

Happy TMI Tuesday!

Shadow

2011-12-01T14:36:00.002-05:00

Whenever I can, I like to go out in the evening for an exercise walk, especially in the fall and winter. Lately, I've noticed how shadows "move" as I walk the path in my neighborhood. Sometimes it feels like they're dancing too. I tried to capture myself walking - not an easy task!

Fun(ny) stuff ~ TMI Tuesday (Nov. 29, 2011)

2011-11-29T06:24:00.000-05:00

This week’s TMI Tuesday theme is a culmination of weird, funny, and odd questions I have heard over the last month. They were crazy enough so I though they’d be perfect for TMI Tuesday.

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1. Finish this thought: Nerds make me want to play with them. (idea from PocketRockettz)

2. If you were in a beauty pageant, which would be your ticket to the tiara? (heard on the Newlywed Game)
a. Talent
b. Interview
c. Swimsuit
d. Evening wear (i.e., gown, tuxedo)

Either the evening gown (because I love dressing up and being girly) or the interview: with my french accent, they can only be mesmerized ;)

3. On your body what is eye candy and what is an eyesore?
I like the curves of my hips...

but I wish I had slimmer legs/calves/ankles.

4. Your penis is starring in a gritty crime drama? Which part would it play?
a. Straight laced detective
b. Hooded criminal
c. Crooked cop

I think we've established, in last weeks TMI, that I don't have a cock. :) If I had one, he'd probably be "hardass motherfucker"! (LOL just kidding! See, I'm not fit for having a cock)

5. Would you rather? (as heard on the Graham Norton Show)
a. Eat dog food for every meal for a year or
b. Get shot in the knee

Good question... If I can still walk after recovery, I'd take getting shot in the knee for the chance to eat whatever I want.

6. If you crapped yourself at work what would you do? (This was a poll taken at a blues bar…seriously)
a. Go commando
b. Do nothing
c. Turn ‘em inside out
d. Wash in employee sink

Those polls were surely taken by guys. :P I'd likely go commando if the outside clothing hasn't been "tainted" (otherwise, I'd fake feeling ill and go home!). Washing in the sink sounds gross, just gross and wrong.

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Happy TMI Tuesday!

What I like about you

2011-11-23T22:44:00.000-05:00

You make me smile
You desire me
You love me
You are fun to talk and play with
We have our to-do list
Our to-do list is halfway done!
You make time for me and for us
Your soft lips
Your hugs
Your warmth
Getting lost in your eyes
Falling asleep in your arms
Our morning routine
Having our favorite breakfast together
Being in your life
And so much more!

What's cookin' good lookin'? ~ TMI Tuesday (Nov 22, 2011)

2011-11-22T05:45:00.023-05:00

Would you like to taste my muffins?

In the United States Thanksgiving is this week, so a lot of folks will be cooking up a storm in preparation. Many other holidays will occur over the next month around the world and everyone seems to celebrate with food, hence, the TMI Tuesday theme…Cooking.

1. Haagen-Dazs or Ben & Jerry’s? If I were seriously into ice cream, I'd pick the cheapest of the two!

2. What is always in your refrigerator? Beer. What? I'm Canadian, damnit!! Otherwise, I'd say eggs.

3. What’s your worst kitchen disaster? I once cooked a turkey with the pouch of kidneys, heart and neck still in the turkey. Tasted good regardless. Sometimes I forget a key ingredient when baking. I've learned the lesson and take out everything I need before starting. But I'm famous for making stuff stick to any pan, mostly pizza dough!

4. Favorite kitchen gadget? I got rid of all the stuff I wasn't using, ie most gadgets. I have a lot of whips and spatulas, in all shapes, sizes and colors. That's my only indulgence. The only gadget I have is a hard-boiled egg slicer. I rarely use it.

5. What was your last meal? Did you like it? Thai beef and brocoli with fried rice and a nice glass of red wine. It was very good!

6. What’s your favorite cookie? Chocolate chip cookie and a basic oatmeal cookie. I had a colleague ask me for the oatmeal cookie recipe just yesterday! I make them both and they're always a success. I'll gladly share the oatmeal cookie recipe for the cookie exchange.

Instead of just telling us about your favorite cookie why don’t you share the recipe via The Great Cookie Exchange Extravaganza.

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Happy TMI Tuesday!

Formspring Follies ~ TMI Tuesday (Nov. 15, 2011)

2011-11-15T03:05:00.020-05:00

Today’s TMI Tuesday consist of Formspring questions pulled from around the Web. The NY Times called Formspring “An E-vite to Insults and Crude Queries.” I admit, I pulled the tame, less crude questions.

1. What is your favorite type of weather? Blue skies with a touch of clouds, a light cooling breeze, on the warm side but not the hot side.

2. How do you sustain the motivation and energy needed to write erotica regularly? I don't make it an objective to write it regularly, but I don't think of myself as "a hot shot erotica writer". I'd rather write/talk to certain people instead. :)

3. Do you like roleplay? What is your favorite scenario? Being a feisty, stubborn girl in need of a correction.

4. Have you ever been hurt so badly in a past relationship, that it has affected you for the rest of your life? "So badly" no. I've been badly hurt, but the end result was good. It made me more determined and driven to find what I wanted. It made me realize that ,what I thought I was looking for wasn't where I thought it was.

5. What message would you want to put in a fortune cookie? You'll move on when you stop looking at the past.

6. How big is your dick? *looking in my panties* Phew, don't have one!

Bonus: I would like to know, do you have Formspring on your blog? Why or why not? I have a formspring account but I removed the widget since no one cares. Fine, I'll reactivate it for a little while!

Bonus, bonus: What is the best or oddest formspring question you’ve been asked? What was your answer? I'd say the best or oddest is yet to come, so go ahead and try me.

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How to play TMI Tuesday: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblog from your website!

Happy TMI Tuesday!

Lurkers

2011-11-10T14:03:00.000-05:00

Yes, you. Apparently I have to love you today.

Love you? Whatever.

Love (or even fondness) is something I reserve for human beings who actually care to interact with me. So no, I'm not loving you. Not today, not tomorrow. You're just an IP address after all.

However, being the positive person that I am, I'm appreciative of the fact that you increase my stats by visiting me, which is great for the stats whore that I am. Because I check my stats every fucking day (yep, I'm craaaazy like that!), I know where you are, government workers, university students, small town residents, etc.

But still, you're only an IP address until you leave a comment or send an email. I feel nothing for IP addresses.

There. I don't love my lurkers but I appreciate their IP addresses. Please feel free to not comment, as usual.

Candy

2011-11-09T00:01:00.018-05:00

I like leftover Halloween candy. Less kids showed up this year and I miscalculated (fine, maybe I didn't... *wink*) the amount of sweets to get, therefore leaving me with a handful of leftovers. I was fooling around with my webcam and snapped a few pics.

A bit of math...

2011-11-02T15:27:00.000-04:00

The look in his eyes

A nod of approval from up above

His unbelievably sensual scent

My hair trapped in his fingers

A very submissive & aroused France

Sex talk ~ TMI Tuesday (Nov 1, 2011)

2011-10-31T23:29:00.001-04:00

Let’s Talk about Sex

1. What sexual act arouses you the most? For that matter, what nonsexual act arouses you the most? I would say kissing does it, especially when fingers in my hair are involved... Non sexually, it would have to be listening to blues music.

2. What is your signature or “go to” move that is sure to get a lover in the mood for sex? A move? I don't have one. I don't think men need to "get in the mood" - they are always in the mood! ;) More seriously though, if I had to work at it, it'd be saying nice things to him (that are true, not only said with one goal in mind), soft kisses near the ear, touching his arm or shoulder or thigh, smile at what he says, etc.

... or just get naked in front of him!! Much easier. ;)

3. Do you queef?

What is that? I guess I don't queef if I don't know what queefing is. What a funny word though! Hey, did you hear her queef last night? Yeah she queefed alright! LOL.

OK. I did look it up and now I know what a queef is. I learn every day!!! ;) Yes, I have been known to queef. It's hard to disguise it... and you want to say "that wasn't a fart, I promise!!!". But you wonder if you should even bring it up, maybe in hope that he hasn't noticed. Try to explain that you aren't farting, but it's your vagina expulsing air... How do you make it sound believable? :)

I wonder what men think of it though, when you notice your partner queefing... do you burst out laughing, do you look at her funny, etc. ?

4. What’s the weirdest thing that’s happened to YOU as a result of your sex writings (e.g., blog, erotica, sex toy reviews)? (borrowed from Insatiabear)

Not much!!! ;) I have a bunch of lurkers, but I don't think that's weird. I haven't been invited to orgies, threesomes, etc.

One thing happened with a past lover though... and it should have been my first clue that I was in for a disappointment. On our first face-to-face lunch date, he mentioned reading something on a blog. During lunch, all that kept playing in my mind..."I just know I read that somewhere... but where?" constantly. It was bugging me. Later I recalled it was a reference to a blog post by one famous blogger in this circle of sex bloggers (which I found out much later). I didn't know, at the time, that the future lover was also a blogger... and that he was blogging about me for the time we were "together". And the blogging about me wasn't in the nicest of words, let's just say that. I wasn't very happy when all of this blew up, to say the least. What a small world though! We kept in touch for a while after I ended things with him, but since then, the ex-lover has also turned into an ex-blogger (although he's probably blogging under a new identity, that wouldn't surprise me).

5. Have you ever had sex while someone watched?

…someone else was in the room?
…someone else in the bed, next to you and the person you’re having sex with?
What were the circumstances?

No. I've been watched masturbating by another person, but not watched while having sex with someone.

6. When it comes to sex, and discussing it with your teen have you or would you:

a. Let school sex education handle it
b. Hand the teen a book or point them to a website
c. Talk frankly and openly
d. Avoid it all together–society, friends, and the internet will give all the info needed

I don't have kids, but I would try my best to make sure they don't learn from the internet and porn sites.

Bonus: Remember the song, “I’m too sexy?” CLICK to refresh your memory

What are you too sexy for?

Ah, the good old times!!! LOL. I don't think I'm too sexy for anything or anyone. I am (and can be) sexy, but only in the eyes of the people who view me as so. But I'm not thinking of myself as too sexy.

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How to play TMI Tuesday: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblog from your website!

Halloween Flash Fiction Friday

2011-10-28T01:06:00.028-04:00

The dare, even though accepted, rendered him a bit chickenshit at the moment. Under the pale light of the moon, standing on the balcony of the guardian's isolated place, he quickly glanced around to make sure he was alone. Not that the thought of loneliness enchanted him much, all of a sudden...

"If you depress the pillar's buttons in "a certain way", the Princess will appear for you and give you anything you want", his buddies had said. Like any young man, he did as told.

She stood there with a tenebrous, wicked grin. "What is it that you want, child?" while wondering what to take in exchange.

(Source image: "Battire" by Gernot)

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 80-120 words

and use "... tenebrous ..."

Revisiting the past (7x7 award)

2011-10-27T10:10:00.000-04:00

Every so often, I get into this blogging funk. Or I get very temperamental and want to scream "fuck you, I'm done with this shit" (like now). The latter usually dissipates, while the former seems to stick a bit longer!

Then, fellow bloggers leave a comment (comments make blogging more fun, you know!) and tell me I've been nominated for an award. This is exactly what I needed - thank you, Barry and TemptingSweets. :)

I'll get to Barry's first, since he nominated me a month ago. I know, I know... I've been lazy and just blah about blogging. So, the 7x7 award goes like this (or so I read): I have to go back to all my previous posts and list which one tops each category below.

Most beautiful:

I think when I speak about who I truly am (ie the girl, the woman, with a past, with hopes and dreams, with secrets and troubles) is when I am most beautiful. This is true for everyone else too.

One post comes to mind, about moving on from the past and entering a new phase. I feel beautiful now, more than ever, because I'm happy overall.

http://theworldbegins.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-world-begins.html

Most helpful:

I hope that my post, about a minor medical procedure, helped someone somehow (not sure how though). Regularly, I see this page being read after it's been found by people googling the procedure. I had lots of questions before the actual day and, being a Google addict, I googled everything on it!!!

http://theworldbegins.blogspot.com/2011/07/adventure-in-colposcopy.html

Most popular:

If most popular means most comments, then this one fits the bill.

http://theworldbegins.blogspot.com/2011/01/sting-hnt.html

Most controversial:

Nothing really controversial happened. Other than ranting about stuff, there's no controversy here.

Most surprisingly successful:

Any silly post or picture will be surprisingly successful. I had a lot of fun writing and living this one "live"!!

http://theworldbegins.blogspot.com/2011/03/stuff-that-happens-to-me.html

Most underrated:

Well... I would say that any post can be perceived as underrated. I can't pick just one, so I'd rather not pick at all and move on to another category before my blood pressure rockets and I start ranting on comments. :D

Most prideworthy:

Ah! Now we get to the gritty and dirty. This is where I should be telling you that these posts (collected under one page) should have gotten more comments than received. This was a lot of fun to write and it gave me a little drive to write erotica one day (it's a long-term goal, ok? lol).

http://theworldbegins.blogspot.com/p/confessional-fantasy.html

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I also have to nominate 7 bloggers for this award. Well... you know, me & rules... ;)

All your senses

2011-10-24T19:03:00.002-04:00

You can't believe you are actually going through with this. The swirl of thought and feeling spinning in your head almost makes you dizzy, but through all the fuzziness you are able to focus on the intense desire for pure physical pleasure. This is what places one foot in front of the other as you seemingly calmly walk down the hallway to knock on a door.

The door slowly opens before you and I gently take your hand leading you into the room. My hand feels hard and rough as it firmly grasps yours. The room is dim as it is lit only by candles placed about. I don't waste any time as I pull you close to me and press my nose into your hair as we embrace so I can begin taking you in. I inhale deeply taking you into my lungs. I want my every sense to be filled with you. With your sexuality, with your excited sense of being. I kiss your cheek as I softly stroke your hair. I carefully take your jaw line in my hands and look directly into your eyes and ask you to keep them open as I kiss your full lips. As soft as our kiss is, the piercing stare we are locked in is almost too much to take. You can see exactly what I want to express in my eyes. As I pull away from you I unblinkingly whisper, "I want you to close your eyes now and completely let go, focus on my touch."

I begin to kiss you again as my hands move from your jaw down your neck and across your shoulders and down your arms to your hands. I hold your hands briefly while we continue to gently kiss. Wanting to explore your body, my hands move to your hips pulling you tighter against me. You can feel how excited I am. My tongue presses past your lips and into your mouth wanting to mix our saliva together. I tell you to unbutton my pants as I now take your neck in my hands. Continuing our kissing, I gently drag my finger tips over your soft skin and slowly begin to tighten my grasp as you fight to get my pants open. You pull them down to the floor as you sit on the edge of the bed.

I take your hair in both my hands leading your mouth to my stiff cock. I tell you to grab my ass as I place one hand under your flexing jaw as I shove my cock deep into your mouth. I begin fucking your mouth keeping a firm grip on your hair and throat so I can feel your throat swell as I press deeper and deeper past your lips. I continue to pull your mouth onto my hard cock until I quickly stop you short of making me come and pull you up to kiss you deeply. Your tongue welcomes mine as I pull your top open and begin to pinch your nipples.

I push you back on the bed and pull your pants off you quickly. I don't even remove your panties as I impatiently pull them to the side to taste your horny little pussy. I press my tongue deep into your cunt to fully taste you. I begin to suck on your pussy lips and flick your hard clit with my pointed tongue. I continue to play with your clit as I slowly work a finger and then a second inside your hot cunt. I find your g spot and begin to rub it slowly as I work my lips up to your hard nipples. I tease them with my tongue and teeth, biting and sucking them as I fuck you with my fingers. "Are you ready for my cock now?" I ask. "Yes", comes your breathless response.

I pull you up off the bed and stand you against a mirror on the wall, placing your hands on either side of it. "I want you to be able to look into my eyes as I enter you from behind." I press the head of my cock just past your slippery wet lips. You can feel it pulsing as I press inside you. You can feel every twitch I feel as you look into my eyes in the mirror. Once fully inside you I pull you by the hair arching your back so our lips can meet as I slowly begin to pump my cock in and out of you. I squeeze your nipples as I trace my saliva over your neck with my tongue all the while thrusting my hard shaft in and out of you. I grab your hips with both hands and begin fucking you furiously.

The pace is so quick and intense that it feels as though you are being fucked by a wild animal. You are. I bite and lick and suck at your neck and shoulder as I slow slightly, grinding each stroke in as far as it will possibly go. I want to come. I pull you back to the bed where I lay you down and climb between your legs. My cock needs no guidance as the head smears more precum over your clit as it presses inside you once more. I take your hands in mine and raise them over your head on the bed. My chest presses against your hard nipples as I begin stroking myself inside you.

I quickly pull myself out of you wanting to taste our sex mixed together in your pussy. I press my tongue against your clit and into your sloppy wet pussy savouring the taste. I want to come now. I raise myself back up and begin fucking you with long deep hard strokes. I press my tongue deep into your mouth as my come shoots deep inside you. I continue stroking as our come seeps out of you and onto the sheets. We continue fucking for over an hour. We are both covered in sweat and saliva and sex. We have a shower together where we taste each other again before washing it all away. But not wanting to quit, we begin all over again...

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Note:

As you might have noticed, my blog has been dormant for a month or so, with only weekly FFFs to fill up the space. I assure you, everything is fine and I'll post soon (hopefully!).

With the intent of injecting a bit of fun and sexiness back in here, a reader (who wants to remain anonymous) sent me this story, written for me. Who was I to say no?! :)

Your dashes of happy (a dash of happy)

2011-10-22T07:29:00.011-04:00

Even if I don't (always) keep up with my own concept, it is nice to see that a few other bloggers (TemptingSweets, Max and maybe more) have started posting their own dashes of happiness!

Now, they should have picked up on the unspoken rule that if I started posting on Saturdays, they must as well, but who am I to complain... I, for one, am not good at following rules! ;)

But overall, that makes me happy. :) Hope everyone has a good weekend!

In pained delight (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-10-21T00:55:00.023-04:00

Clueless as to why she was allowed this, she was grateful yet apprehensive. He must have scanned her thoughts. She would have to pay for it later, one way or another. Nothing was free here...

She took the small box he had left in the safe zone, absentmindedly holding the tape recorder. She sat in the most "comfortable" spot of the concrete floor and, in pained delight, wept as she heard his musical voice.

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(Source image: unknown title by Beau Monde; website link broken)

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 38-98 words

and use "... pained delight ..."

Check out Panser's lair for the list of other participants!

A new season (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-10-14T00:24:00.004-04:00

Chatting about the upcoming game, the rookies were balls of nerves. They looked all grown up, in their designer suits and ties. As soon as they stepped into the garage, they could feel the rattling and the stomping, fans awaiting their stars on home ice, chanting the anthem in unison!

The veterans ushered them into the team's dressing room. I stood outside, all ears. A sudden silence fell in the room. I smiled at the thought of the newbies' faces, glaring at the hanging on the wall, in baffled silence. They knew the tradition. I wondered which one would be my star for the season.

(Source image: "Framed" by Marcus J Ranum)

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This would be my own version of Bull Durham, hockey style! I'm Canadian, what else did you expect?!

I didn't have much to show for until yesterday, when my inspiration spoke to me. ;) I wasn't sure how I could mix a new hockey season and the feeling of calm... they don't go hand in hand! And even then, I'm not sure if I was able to convey calm that clearly, although I feel very calm at the thought of following the rules this week. :)

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 80-112

and use the emotion "calm"

Check out Panser's lair for the list of other participants!

e[lust] #30

2011-10-11T20:57:00.005-04:00

Welcome to e[lust] - Your source for sexual intelligence and inspirations of lust from the smartest & sexiest bloggers! Whether you�re looking for hot steamy smut, thought-provoking opinions or expert information, you�re going to find it here. Want to be included in e[lust] #31? Start with the rules, check out the schedule and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

~ This Week�s Top Three Posts ~
Crotch Topiary & Other Delights - I admit I started simple, I realised my teenage dream of having a Winona-inspired heart emblazoned on my mound. It was perfect. I used Contact paper to design my heart and just went to town pulling out every hair that was not covered.
In Defense of Exclusion - Sometimes it's nice to be with people who are like you. It's nice to be around people who get your kink, your fetish - to be somewhere that you don't have to explain it to.
The Boy At Summer Camp - It started with an email with the subject line �butch at your service,� and an offer for a blow job. And I thought, hm. Well, you know, I do like those. But I�m not usually attracted to boys.

~ e[lust] Editress ~
Ask Lilly: "My sex toy stinks - what should I do?" - Would you put it in your mouth with that smell? Would you gag from the smell and taste? If yes, then why the hell put it in your vagina or ass??

~ Featured Post (Lilly�s Pick) ~
A Day At The Circus
All blogs that have a submission in this edition must re-post this digest from tip-to-toe on their blogs within 7 days. Re-posting the photo is optional and the use of the �read more�� tag is allowable after this point. Thank you, and enjoy!

Erotic Writing
A Long Hot Weekend
A night time walk
A Summer Honeymoon
Blithely Sauntering
Cleaning Up
Cigar
Dreamweaver
Ep 2: One Last Time
Full Frontal Nerdity
Get ready for take off...
Hear this
Let's Play a Game
Le Glamour, the best swing club experience ever
Perspective
Patience for What She Wants
The Cane
The Car Wash
what makes you happy?

Kink & Fetish
A First Ever Punishment
crunk
Having Respect for Dominants
One Year. Today
Spider silk
Those inside-out, head-exploding orgasms
To Munch Or Not To Munch?

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships
assplay and me...
Comparisons
Here Comes The Bride
Lover as Chameleon � Flexible Sexual Kinkery
Must we all get along?
Not all conclusions are easy to come by
Non-Monogamy and Starbucks
The (Female) Phenomenon of Emotional Masochism
Why I Love Sex (In That 70's Show)

Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor
Internet Drag
Selling Used Socks on eBay for Extra Money
Sex in Sin City (Yes I had me some...)
The Curses of the Scarlet Woman
Things I Looove Thursday

At the café (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-09-30T01:15:00.040-04:00

Sitting down at the café, I was looking at the street, watching people come and go. I was sipping my café au lait, completely distracted. On that day, I was immersed in my thoughts, going from reverie to reverie, daydreaming about the lover I had left behind.

The scent of croissants ("fresh out of the oven, is there anything better?", I thought) filled the air and reminded me of our breakfasts in bed. The stealthy way he would get out of bed at dawn to make his way down to the boulangerie below was adorable. In the meantime, our coffee would brew in the small apartment we secretly had together. He'd come back in the bedroom, set the tray on the bedside table, kiss my forehead before standing up to look at me with a smile on his face. Sometimes I'd be awake and would look at him with semi-closed eyes, trying to suppress a mischevious grin. He'd know, but he'd play the part.

Then he would undress to join me again under the covers, my warm naked body contrasting against his cooler skin. His lips would kiss my neck while his hand would pull me into him, cradling my body and slowly waking me up. We would make love in the morning light, eat our croissants, then fuck some more.

(Image this week provided by Lexi, original source unknown)

"Such wonderful memories", I thought with a smile. That's when I saw him and my heart stopped. He looked like him, although it wasn't him. I couldn't stop staring. When he stared back through the glass, from across the street, straight into my eyes - as if he knew I'd been looking - I almost died. This look, this gaze... burned and tattooed me deep within, in a place that had been frozen and cold, adrift inside my own body.

In a trance, I dropped a few coins on the table and rushed out of the café in search of him. Streets were strangely deserted all of a sudden, except for a chair, its metallic legs bright in the sunlight. Unknowingly, I was already sitting down on it.

I felt him behind me, felt his warmth and power. I swear I could smell his cologne too. He slid his strong hand on my thigh and whispered in my ear that he'd take me there - again, as if he knew my thoughts. As soon as his hand touched my knee and the flesh-to-flesh connection was made, I saw all the pleasurable experiences flashing before my eyes. Were they past, present or future? I was uncertain, but I knew I wasn't alone anymore.

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I won't apologize for my behavior, but I broke all the rules this week. *grins*

Over the word count, I played with synonyms for the required word, "lost".
Just showcasing the rebel in me, because I can. :)

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 150-354 words

and use the word "...lost..."

Check out Panser's lair for the list of other (probably well behaved) participants!

La mort des amants (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-09-23T00:15:00.116-04:00

(alt. title "Death of lovers")

Clad with only her long trench coat over her naked body, save for some stockings she had slipped on in the lobby's washroom, she arrived to their room to find it empty. She texted him, but no response... she would wait then. She laid down on the bed and closed her eyes.

She pleaded and begged for him. Her small hand held onto his crisp shirt, clutching it so hard her knuckles turned white. She tried to kiss him. She wanted one last kiss, one last embrace.

She woke up in a sweat, realizing she had almost ripped the sheets off the bed. She couldn't believe how vivid this dream had been...

Daylight had faded by now, it was almost sunset and a reddish glow bathed the room, warm and surreal. Only then did she see the folded note on the pillow next to her.

And she just knew. Knew he'd never come to her again. She unfolded the note and his words stood out, boldly written on the cheap hotel paper. Tears formed in her eyes as she read his last words.

Some evening made of rose and of mystical blue
A single flash will pass between us
Like a long sob, charged with farewells
...

She couldn't quite read the rest, as tears blurred her vision and sobs made her hand shake. She folded the note back, held it to her chest and stared at the door... a door that would forever remain closed.

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Challenge was to write a piece
containing an even number of words (246)
using the provided picture and
a quotation from a poem or song lyrics

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Note:

Mistress Lexi asked us to quote a song lyric or poem in our piece. If I was going to sweat this one out, why not really make it a challenge?! ;) I went back to my old(er) days of college where I studied poetry. One collection of poems came to mind from a favorite poet of mine, Charles Beaudelaire and a collection, "Les Fleurs du mal" ("Flowers of Evil"). The post title is the title of a poem from that collection. I am using a translation provided on the internet, but the French/original version is definitely the piece to read. The French version, as well as the complete translation, can be found here.

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Lexi was our host for this week's challenging challenge!! If you guys found me to be a tough mistress the previous week, this chick is even tougher. ;) Go see her to see who else played!

Our regular host, Panser-bear, is back. I can't say how happy I am! Go give him some love.

Hear this

2011-09-20T22:06:00.000-04:00

The pull of two bodies craving one another. Hearts beating in unison. Buttons snap, zippers unzip, urgent and needy.

The sucking and slurping, as your throbbing cock slides in and out of my mouth. The head pops out and teasingly, I twirl my tongue over, until I plunge back head first onto your cock. Now gagging, you press a bit further down my throat, lovingly pushing my limits. You pull me in for a sensual kiss, and I moan when your lips hardly crashes on mine and your tongue invades my mouth.

When you decide to stop teasing me, rubbing your shaft between my pussy lips, until I beg you to take me, you finally decide to push all the way in, making me gasp.

My sloshy wet cunt rocks your world as I ride you the way I want, before climaxing hard and loud. When you have to take control back, you'll flip me over with a grunt, get me on my hands and knees and fuck my brains out. Hard and fast, in this squeaky bed, until I scream your name in another mind blowing orgasm.

After collapsing in a heap, you'll join me under ruffling sheets, pulling me close until we fall asleep.

Exotic appeal (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-09-16T01:37:00.048-04:00

My breath caught the second I saw her amongst the crowd of entwined bodies.

Her poise and a load of confidence drew me. Her eyes sparkled when she took my hands in hers and we sensually danced. The fragrance of jasmine that emanated from her made me float. Her black hair shined bright, completing her untamed and exotic allure. I wanted to touch, savour, smell and feel every inch, every part of her. I wanted to see her dark brown eyes glaze over as my fingers sneaked in and weaved through her damp curls to find her moist for me.

We danced chest to chest, lust and sensuality surrounding us, enticing us. I could only imagine she would be as delicious as her scent...

From Jen' Light's Portfolio http://jen-light.blogspot.com/

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Challenge was to write a piece of exactly 124 words

using the provided picture and had to include the word "load" 

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Other participants are:

TemptingSweets @ http://temptingsweets99.wordpress.com/

Max @ http://mystic-satyr.blogspot.com/

Hedone @ http://pleasure-principle-hedone.blogspot.com/2011/09/flash-fiction-friday-september-16-2011.html

Goldi @ http://dangerousdelight.wordpress.com/

Lexi @ http://lex-ploits.blogspot.com/

Advizor @ http://advizortoall.blogspot.com/

Ryan @ http://regularguygonebad.blogspot.com/

David @ http://dsinvegas.blogspot.com/
Word Wytch @ http://wordwytch.wordpress.com/2011/09/15/flash-fiction-friday-the-ebay-bride/
Linda Long @ http://lindalulong.wordpress.com/2011/09/16/flash-fiction-friday-91611-the-obedient-wives-fff/

If you played and I forgot to include your link, please say so in my comment box and I'll update the list as soon as humanly possible (which could be as late as Monday!). Now... if you told me you were playing and you haven't posted during Friday at all, then enjoy the visits, but.... tsk tsk tsk. ;)

Panser B is our regular host and his headquarters are here:

Dating ~ TMI Tuesday (Sept 13, 2011)

2011-09-13T08:08:00.001-04:00

This week's TMI is about dating. As I was back on the dating scene for a while, I felt like participating!

1. You’re on a speed date. You’ve got 7 minutes with the potential partner. You already know the person’s name. What are the first three questions you would ask?
     1)  Do you have a steady job?
     2) Can you clean up after yourself?
     3) Do you like sex?

2. Have you ever participated in speed dating? Did you get a regular date/second date out of it? Never took part in speed dating. I prefer to take my time, most of the time. ;)

3. Do you participate in online dating? How many dates have you had as a result of online dating sites/matches? Yes I participated. Overall, using 2 different sites, I had 8 "first meetings" total.

4. You are attracted to:
a. Who people are?
b. What people have?
c. What they can do?
a.Who people are, most definitely. I was (am) looking for a long-term/life partner, not a one night stand. I'll apply the same logic to any meaningful relationship I'm seeking out.

5. What “little red flag” will cause you to end a date or immediately decide this person isn’t for you? A look of creepiness in their eyes (drool at the corner of the mouth is the same), a feeling of "something is not right", finding they lied on their profile, terrible manners, etc.

6. What do you feel you need to sacrifice or have sacrificed to be a part of a relationship? I'm too old to sacrifice myself anymore. You should like me the way I am now and I'll act the same towards you. I think compromising is perfectly normal and different. I've sacrificed way too much already!

7. If you cooked for your date, what would you cook? Lasagna or chicken casserole.

8. At the end of a first date, how would you kiss your date?
a. Press your lips against theirs
b. Gentle kiss on the cheek
c. Lots o’ tongue, like you’re on a tonsil exploration
d. I don’t kiss on the first date
b. On the cheek. At least I'd get a second date, LOL.

Bonus: You just put up a profile on a dating site. You must describe yourself in 10 words or less. What are your 10 words?
"I'm complicated and complex. Take it or leave it. "
(no wonder why I'm not married!!!)

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How to play TMI Tuesday: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblog from your website!

FFF challenge (09-16-11)

2011-09-12T20:21:00.000-04:00

Another week without a challenge... *sobs*

Far from me the idea of stealing PB's gig as well, but I want to play again this week, so here is my challenge to you (and me!), if you accept it.

The challenge is to write a piece (whatever form you wish) using the provided picture below. The piece should be exactly 124 words and include the word "load".

From Jen' Light's Portfolio http://jen-light.blogspot.com/

If you want to participate, please let me know in the comment box and I will post your link to your blog as well as my own take on the picture this Friday!

Willing prey (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-09-09T01:24:00.081-04:00

"Red in Snow" (source unknown)

I felt followed... or watched. And I've been searching the place forever it seems.

And now, I was coming undone in my hurry. "Great!", I said to no one else but myself, sighing in disbelief. I wished the sound of my voice, in the stillness of the morning, would help ease my nerves.

I quickly glanced back, displaying a false sense of bravado. I sensed burning eyes that set my sex on fire, felt his warm breath on the nape of my neck... my senses tingling, alarming me of his powerful presence, goosebumps on my flesh, my heart beating a bit faster, as I felt almost out of breath.

Could I be drawing more attention at this moment, half naked and dressed in red against the white canvas of freshly fallen snow? I turned back, my basket of goodies on my arm, pulled the coat back before freezing my sweet morsels and resumed my route.

I knew the path would lead me straight to him, to my big bad wolf, who had been patiently waiting for me. He'd take good care of me, he had promised. I was eager to take shelter in his open arms and let myself be swallowed whole. I desired nothing less than being a part of him.

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During Panser's absence, Max stepped in and challenged us
to write a flash fiction of 200-225 words using the picture above.

Check Max's blog for the list of other participants this week!

FFF challenge for 9/9

2011-09-07T17:59:00.000-04:00

This below is shamelessly copied from Max's blog. If you want to participate in FFF this week, please visit him!

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For those of us who enjoy playing Flash Fiction Friday, there was a void in our blogging lives last week when our host, PB, didn't post a Friday challenge. I e-mailed him last week to ask if everything was okay, and haven't yet received a response.

With a second week rapidly passing, I thought I would post a pic, in case anyone would like to play along. I am definitely *not* trying to tread on PB's turf, and I hope that he's well, and that he'll return to hosting FFF very soon.

So here goes: the challenge for this Friday is to use the picture above to write a story of 200-225 words. There's no required phrase. I won't be checking word counts, or verifying the lack of the required phrase, but anyone who wants to see me after class is welcome to come in any time. :-)

I won't be collecting links of participants, but you're welcome to leave a comment here if you're playing.

Please re-post or spread the word to anyone who might be interested in playing. And if you see PB, tell him we miss him and to hurry back!

Naked ~ TMI Tuesday (Sept 6, 2011)

2011-09-06T07:43:00.000-04:00

This week’s TMI Tuesday questions are brought you by Yummy aka Heelsnstocking and Hedone. Thank you HnS for the theme.

1. What do you wear to sleep in? Usually a cotton t-shirt or cami and my panties.

2. Do you ever walk around your own place naked? When I have the house to myself, yes. Sometimes I'll venture downstairs naked to grab something from the kitchen.

3. Have you or would you ever answer the door naked? To shock some religious group wanting me to adhere to their religion, or some energy company wanting me to sign a contract, when I specifically don't welcome sollicitation of any kind? You bet I would! But I don't have the guts to. LOL

4. What part of your body do you like to be on show? Why? No part in particular. I don't want to be on show!!

5. When sunbathing how much do you bare? I am very self conscious. I try to wear something that is appropriate for my body type and age. I have a tankini and a bikini, but definitely feel better in the tankini.

6. Have you or would you bare all on a naturist (nude) beach? Not really my style. I'm not a beach person to start with.

7. Have you ever flashed your bits in public? If not would you if it turned your partner on? I haven't. No I wouldn't, but I would do other stuff in public that is more discreet. ;)

8. Have you ever given a striptease or has anyone given you one? Did you enjoy it? I've done it once before. Felt a bit weird, didn't last long either! I'd probably do it again and wouldn't mind receiving one either.

9. Ever gone skinny dipping? Alone or with others? No.

10. Do you like to look at naked people or do you want show off your nakedness? I like to look at other people. I'm more voyeur than exhibitionist though. I'd show my nakedness in an appropriate place only.

Bonus: Sexually speaking, what’s the furthest you would go with a partner in public? Have you had sex in public? With people around, just some minor display of affection (kissing, some light teasing and touching), nothing too heavy. Is a car considered a public place? ;)

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How to play TMI Tuesday: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblog from your website!

Happy TMI Tuesday!

Keywords (a dash of happy)

2011-09-03T11:21:00.000-04:00

In the past few months, I've collected a few search keywords that led people here on my blog. It makes me smile to see what kind of keywords you use (and in turn, it makes me smile to think about some keywords I might use!):

consummate love / Mmm yes :)

hotel sex and window / In front of a window? Still a fantasy!

sexual bucket list for adults / I'm working on mine. Patience... ;)

toronto world series sex in the hotel window / Now that would make baseball interesting!

world spanking / You mean around the world, or like a championship world series thing?

i had sex in my dreams / Lucky you, at least you remember!

high heel slut / Who, me?

regret colposcopy / Seriously? Regret would be not having one and finding something was really wrong too late!!

happy sweet words / Isn't that sweet that this post comes up with those keywords?? :)

Hope everyone has a safe and fun long weekend!

Recommended usage

2011-09-01T22:28:00.000-04:00

He wanted it as much as me... I pretended to have computer problems so I could drop by his station. Leaning against the desk, playing with my curly hair, coyly biting my lower lip while babbling incoherently.

I'm not sure he was listening. Behind his glasses, his eyes glazed over my cleavage down to my hips. His mouth opened slightly and his pants tented a bit. The tip of my tongue moistened my lips, and his pants became even more tight as he grew harder. A teasing game was going on.

I turned around, hips swaying, a trail of perfume in my wake. Ponytail bouncing in sync with my heels clicking. He knew I'd be back. I always was... I'm his medication and he, my pusher. We'd reconvene later, at the apartment, if we made it. But not tonight.

Tonight, we're overdosing together here instead. At his desk. On his desk. Against his desk. He will pound me after hours, over and over. Relentlessly, until the crack of dawn.

Work all day, fuck all night. Take as directed. Repeat as needed.

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Our FFF host Panser is MIA this week and I hope he is okay. I decided to play regardless and disregard - with utmost respect - his weekly requirements, which are word limit and a required phrase. In this case, I am not imposing a word limit and am taking one of his famous phrase "see me after class" and slightly changing it. ;)

Therefore, my challenge was to write a flash fiction without a word limit

and use the words "[verb] me after [noun]"

Blogging about nothing

2011-08-30T16:03:00.000-04:00

Trust me, this post really is about nothing! I should (try to) post more often; not sure I want to know how low my stat counter goes. :)

I'm still alive, even though it's surprising that I am! Let's just say the last 10 days have been marked by repeated incidents, leaving me unable to be outside to enjoy the sports I love. Sometimes I wonder if it is safe for me to walk with a pair of scissors or drink coffee in a mug other than a kiddies' one! I am clumsy and have had bad luck recently. I should get myself one of those good luck charms! I miss being outside and enjoying the last few days of summer.

I'm not motivated by blogging either. I have a few reasons for that, but mostly, I have not much to say that can be said. I can't even find a thing to complain about (but if I get my ass in gears, I'm sure I can come up with a few things).

But (there's always a but!), I can let you in on a conversation between me and the boyfriend, while en route to somewhere recently (I was driving at that point):

Me: "Can you please get me a piece of gum from my purse?"

Him: "Of course". He gets to the purse (brave man!), cracks a piece of gum from the foil/plastic-not-very-environmentally-friendly-packaging and presents it to me.

Me: "Unless your fingers have been in your ass or mine, you can use them!"

(With my luck, I just don't want to take my eyes off the road too long and/or risk dropping the gum)

Him: "Well aren't you a naughty one!"

Me: "You have no idea", with a wicked smile

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Please resume normal course of action. :)

Sexy sight

2011-08-22T18:14:00.004-04:00

You want this, hmm?

Well, I want it too damnit.
Door is not even shut

And your fingers wrap in my hair

To walk me over there.

No, don't walk me... drag me to that wall.

Show me what you've got.

That's it, grab my shirt and rip it apart.

Rip it! Yes, yes!

Hard and fast to uncover my heaving chest.

Don't you even waste one second with the bra!

Grab a breast full over the lace,

While you nudge my thighs open

And press your steel shaft against me,

Ravage my neck with your hungry mouth.

And I watch us in the mirror...

Sexy sight, we are.

My tousled hair in your hand.

Your other hand on my breast.

Shreds of clothes.

My opened legs with you in between.

Your sexy bum pushing up and forth.

Your strong back blanketing me.

My arms on either side of me.
And my face, oh my face...

Mouth gaping in ecstasy.

Eyes rolled back in my head.

My body welcoming yours.

Blues (a dash of happy)

2011-08-20T07:07:00.004-04:00

You might not know this about me, but I'm a jazz & blues girl. Even though I mostly listen to rock music, jazz & blues will always get to me.

Anyway, last night I was home and I turned my XM radio on and switched it to the Blues channel. I had a glass of wine and sat on my couch to catch up on blogging and this song from BB King came on and I don't know... the mood, the music, the lyrics, the weather - it all came together quite nicely.

Hope you have a wonderful weekend!

Summoning (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-08-19T00:05:00.009-04:00

With a curl of my wings, I flew out the small window before sunrise. I had left them there, mere strangers, naked and confused. Their minds and bodies were still shaking from my erotic touches.

I had used them... let them play together... then had one, then both, for pleasure and food. My teeth pierced the soft flesh of their thighs, where blood runs fast, hot and coppery, and where nectar oozed freely from their sexes. I sighed as their orgasms rushed more blood and sweetness on my awaiting tongue.

Soon, they'll summon me again.

(Image this week provided by Advizor; original source and title unknown)

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 69-99words

and use the words "...curl of [noun]..."

Check out Panser's lair for the list of other participants!

With the flow

2011-08-17T10:59:00.000-04:00

I haven't been posting much real content here, other than a few filler posts to keep the blog roll rolling - my apologies! However I don't really feel like I should apologize for something I don't feel bad about. ;)

Summer is almost over... depressing, huh? I know that, for once in a long, long time, I made the most of it. Other than a few worries and tears, it was full of discoveries, surprises, delightful moments, anticipation, laughter, fun, etc.

Slowly but surely, the trust issues I had with the boyfriend diminished and I was able to enjoy his company more freely. A small guard is still up... in a way, I still expect something to happen. I'm expecting the worse to keep disappointments minimal. I know it's a sad way to look at things, but it works for me! In the beginning, I noticed something that made me doubt his whereabouts and it's been at the back of my mind since then. But hey, I'm not as white as snow myself and far from me the idea of pointing fingers at him.

I must admit though, I like him a lot. I'm still not sure if we're going somewhere, but I've never been much of a plan maker, so I'd rather just go with the flow.

What else has been happening... well, you know... stuff. ;)

Home away from home (a dash of happy)

2011-08-13T10:41:00.000-04:00

I love being able to count on wifi and using someone else's electricity to charge up phone, laptop and keep in touch when I'm not home. I don't know how I could survive without all of this!!

I hope everyone has a great weekend... I know I am. :)

Some questions answered (part 3, end)

2011-08-09T16:50:00.004-04:00

Here is the last set of questions that were sent to me by "B".

(part 1 here, part 2 here.)

15) Have you ever met a man who you considered completely sexually open-minded and uninhibited? One was interested in doing a MMF with and for me, but with the certainty that the guys wouldn't be touching. I think most say they're open-minded and unhibited... until you add another cock in the equation. :)

16) Would you say you have any hang-ups? Don't get me started, lol! Definition of hang-up:

1. an emotional or psychological preoccupation or problem

2. a persistent cause of annoyance

I think I would need a complete post devoted to the topic. A few sexually-related annoyances of mine: not putting your partner's needs before your own, not letting me on top so I can cum easily (I have to look out for myself, you know?!), giving me too much tongue during kissing, not being into oral sex.

17) What clothes make you feel most feminine? White bed sheets around my naked body.

18) If you could do one thing sexually that you haven't yet, what would it be? I have a list. Not sure where to start. :) I'm eventually going to add my bucket list on top of the blog page.

19) If you could do one thing sexually knowing there would be no consequence afterwards, what would it be? Everything has a consequence...

20) Have you ever fantasized about sex that had an element of danger? If so what was it?

Neck/throat squeezing.

Right there (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-08-05T00:17:00.011-04:00

I was hoping he'd be waiting for me inside the room. After a soft knock on the door, I was greeted by a ravenous man who was eagerly waiting for me... the way lovers almost always wait too long to see each other, dying and being reborn at once from jolts of anticipation.

He had lust sparkling in his eyes, a meaning written on his forehead, a bulge in his pants and a plan in mind.

I smiled at him before we collided into a passionate, deep kiss. A strangled cry rushed from my loins to my lips as he stripped me off my clothes to take me right there.

(Photo provided by Lexi; original source unknown)

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 80-160 words

and use the words "...strangled cry..."

Check out Panser's lair for the list of other participants!

Flash (HNT)

2011-08-04T00:08:00.000-04:00

You won't see me post pictures very often (mostly because others do it much, much better than me!), but for the new followers who joined recently, consider this an added bonus (but don't get used to it, you'll only be disappointed!). For the rest of you who know me better, you might think that I'm posting a pic just to get attention? Well, you're probably right. ;)

Others can be found here at Osbasso/HNT.

Commenting and texting

2011-08-02T13:05:00.002-04:00

I wanted to "complain" about the lack of comments, but how can I do that when I am guilty of leaving less and less comments on your posts? I have a severe case of attention-span issues. I read posts, I see them, but then I click somewhere else, or I do something else at the same time, and I forget about commenting. I am a bit spaced-out at the moment... ;) As most of you as well, when I have a few days worth of reading, I get a bit discouraged at the task at hand...

Winter will be a bit better for the blogging community (I hope so!). With summer in full swing, what's the point of putting so much time and effort into posts, when I very well know you'd prefer to be at the pool, the beach or the golf course, sipping drinks and enjoying the nice weather, as opposed to reading blogs?! I'm not sure about you, but I feel it's sometimes easier to comment on a meme/generic post than it is to do on a personal story/fantasy post (such as this last one that nobody saw because they were just occupied with summertime activities I hope!).

Also, just a tip for anyone who is having some secrets (I'm sure others have mentioned that tip before). On your cell phone, make sure you de-activate the text message preview option from your display (*). I did that a few months ago when I received my iPhone (the previous phone I had didn't have that feature). But I believe that, by default on the iPhone, text messages received will show with a short preview of the content.

You do not want your spouse or mother-in-law to read "I'm going to fuck you soon", because you left your phone on the table, on that day, for everyone to see!!!!! Recently, the boyfriend took my phone to check what time it was. I was glad that it showed I had received a text from a friend, but that its content wasn't displayed. No questions asked, crisis avoided. Phew!

(*) For the iPhone: go under Settings, then select Messages. First option is Show preview - switch it to off.

Upstairs

2011-08-01T17:48:00.002-04:00

You broke the kiss and whispered in my ear to show you upstairs. Regaining some composure, I took your hand and led the way. As soon as we reached the top floor, you stopped me with a tug.

And kissed me again.

I held onto the railing while your hands pulled me into you. We shed a few pieces of clothing and kissed more urgently. Lips were bitten, tongues sucked, bodies pressed against one another. You took my hand and placed it on your cock, still covered by your boxer briefs. In response and for fairness' sake, I took your hand and placed it on my pussy, still covered by my panties. The growing bulge in your briefs made me want more than just touching though.

I crouched down in front of you, trapped between you and the balustrade. I pulled your briefs down to your thighs, releasing your cock in front of my face. It was now heavy and hard, hot to the touch, pulsing in my hand. I looked at you and you didn't flinch, but when I licked the head, your mouth opened a bit, as if releasing a moan that didn't quite make it through.

I needed more though. I love a firm masculine touch, so I took your hands in mine while your cock was still in my mouth and placed your hands on my head. The non-verbal clue was well received. Your fingers threaded their way through strands of hair and you eventually imposed a soft rhythm, gently rocking your hips, letting me take you deeper and deeper, but never refusing me to catch my breath. Your cock was now slick with saliva and my pussy was as much from my own excitement.

We left clothes scattered on the floor en route to the bedroom, where we later watched each other in the mirror, from the bench at the foot of the bed or the dresser by the window.

New followers (dash of happy)

2011-07-30T13:17:00.000-04:00

It's been a while since I've posted a happy thought. Not from lack of happiness, but from lack of time, as usual! (hey, isn't it our go-to excuse? lol)

My dash of happy is when you look at your stats (you, stat whores like me, will know what I mean), and you notice that one person has been reading all your posts in the past few hours (I don't know whether to apologize or be flattered!)... and then you wake up and see you have a new bunch of followers! Thank you. :)

Hope everyone has a good weekend!

A fantasy for 2 (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-07-29T00:05:00.051-04:00

She was consumed by her fantasy now coming to life. Her male lover, between her thighs and her girlfriend watching, waiting the moment to join in the action.

The black silk scarves were on the bedside table, ready to be firmly wrapped around her wrists and ankles.

He whispered to her words that she couldn't quite make out, but soon enough, the ties were secured.

Now was her turn.

She saw the girl's thighs twitched helplessly when she flipped the switch on and winked at the guy.

He was now living his own fantasy.

(Source image: "Nurse" by Gernot)

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 69-139 words

and use the words "...twitched helplessly..."

Check out Panser's lair for the list of other participants!

Mid-summer update

2011-07-27T13:25:00.069-04:00

Yes I know, I changed my blog template and colours... I can't seem to find a look I really like! I am feeling very girly these days, so I thought I'd change it up a bit. I'm not sure, but it's a bit too much pink, no? LOL

It's hard to believe that it's the middle of summer already!

While an earlier post showed that I seemed happy with the boyfriend, I know that I shouldn't believe that what I have is so special. You see, I don't think I can be that lucky to meet a man that is right for me this early on.

I've seen blog posts from women who have all the troubles in the world finding a decent man. These women are (no doubt) very classy and stylish, cute, hot, financially independant, etc. Why do they have problems when I seem to find someone so easily? This is where I doubt myself. I know I shouldn't compare myself to others, but I do. Am I too easily convinced, having low criteria, etc.?

For a while, I doubted him. Although I would doubt any man in general (considering what I've done), I did what I said I would, which is to expect nothing and just enjoy my summer. He doesn't know what I've done in the past and I don't want him to find out. Maybe he has done stuff in the past that I don't want to find out! But slowly, those doubts vanished and I was able to let loose a little.

Then it is mid-summer and where do I stand? We are still together, going on 5 months. I've been so busy that there are times I wish I were single. One of the reasons I separated from my husband was the absence of intimacy and sex. Now, I don't have to beg for sex or fight for it. So far so good. I should be happy, right? Right. And I am happy. He's a great guy, we have a lot in common and fun together.

Sexually, things are good. But he has a few things to learn about the female body and mostly, about yours truly. For example, he struggles with the word "harder" (he must think I'm some sort of freak). But he is a willing student and sometimes asks what I want more or less of. I saw him blush the other day when I mentioned something about spanking my ass with his whip (which made me smile, because seriously, who'd think that I could make a man blush? lol). He isn't running away though. Why would he, after all? Isn't this what every man desire, a freak in the bedroom?

The other day, I realized that my sexual happiness is strongly tied to the notion of "giving". As in: giving the other your best, giving yourself for pleasure, making the other feel desired and wanted, etc. Not sure how I can explain that without sounding like a complaining bitch, but here goes. We were lying in bed after sex and I didn't get to cum. Yes, he knew I didn't. Sometimes it happens and honestly, I don't really have a problem with that, because I enjoy the exercise and the intimacy and I get pleasure out of it. It's the first time in quite a while that this happened actually (I'm thinking the heat might have been a factor in this, now and back then).

But as we were drifting to sleep, I started to cry, quietly. That threw me off because I had no clue why I was like that! True, I could have asked for some finger action to finish me up, but that would have taken forever and I just wanted to sleep at that time (even I have problems bringing myself to orgasm with only my fingers). So I laid there, wondering what was wrong with me. After some thinking, I knew why we (I) need a lover.

Because most lovers are givers. We give without being asked because we know what it's like to starve and crave. We want to please for our own pride and satisfaction (among other things). I'm not saying that spouses aren't givers and I'm not saying that spouses are lousy lovers, just like I'm not saying that lovers are naturally good at it either - I know I lack in certain areas and I make up for it in others. But, for example, my lover wouldn't let me fall asleep without at least trying to make me cum after he's had his own orgasm (unless I had a few already by that time... but hey, why not a 4th one?!).

I was emotional because I was wishing for my lover at that very moment and a huge "missing feeling" was washing over me.

Otherwise, everything is going better than I thought. Class starts in September and I'm feeling very teacher-like with the boyfriend. ;)

(must be the pencil skirt and glasses I'm wearing today!)

All S's about you

2011-07-26T15:22:00.001-04:00

I shudder in delight when you tell me you'll use me as your dirty slut

I shiver when you whisper you'll grab my hair and ask "this is what you really want?"

I squeal when you tell me you'll fuck my tight cunt until I scream out your name

I salivate when you ask me if I am going to suck your cock like the slut I am

I squirm at the thought of all of this, and more, with you

I smile when you say you want to hold me close in afterglow.

My rock (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-07-22T00:55:00.015-04:00

In the burning heat, deepest chill or violent storm, I need you.

You, to lean on or snuggle with.

You, to drive me wild and restless.

You, to mark my flesh and soul.

You, to hug me kindly or restrain me tightly.

You, to make love to me or fuck me wildly.

You, to caress me tenderly or spank me properly.

You, to be man enough, with a side of silly.

You, to reassure me when I worry.

You, to be cute enough to melt me.

You, to be my haven.

I need you to be my friend.

I need you to be my man.

I need you to be my lover.

I need you to be my rock.

(Source image: "Rock of Man" by T.C. Reiner)

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Sometimes, I can't come up with a story, no matter how hard I try. I had too many ideas floating around to put it all together in a maximum of 149 words... those who know me know how much I can ramble. :) So, I tried to fit these ideas in an awkward "poem". I am not that pleased with it, but I decided to post it anyway, since I need the extra attention! ;)

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 112-149 words

and use the words "...burning heat..."

Check out Panser's lair for the list of other participants!

TMI Tuesday (Regrets)

2011-07-19T06:19:00.001-04:00

I'm still on a high from my trip. I am not sure how much I'll be talking about here - I haven't done any naughty pics for a HNT and haven't had any adventures. What else can I tell you? A trip report without sex stories would probably be boring to most of you. ;)

I come back from it without regrets though. It was more expensive than I thought (but you have to live life now, not in the future)... however it doesn't take away the memories of what I've seen, the sensations I felt - from walking on roads where horses ran or touching stone walls that contain secret passages. I come back with a different perspective on life and mostly, my/our lifestyle.

This TMI is about regrets though... I regret that I don't have the time to keep up with your posts, even though I am slowly making my way there.

1. What was the last thing you regret buying? I can't think of anything short term. I remember buying a pair of shoes that was cheap and it turned out they were uncomfortable (I did try them on). I still have them, they make my legs look awesome!! I just don't wear them for more than 5 minutes, lol.

2. What was the last sex toy you regret buying? The last toy I bought... I don't regret buying, at all. ;) However, I did buy a dual purpose toy that didn't do much for me. It was a clit and g-spot stimulator... it was just too much of a malleable toy. I prefer much harder/rougher toys (and men, yes).

3. Briefly describe a time that you had sex, and you should not have. Why did you do it? When I was about 20... it was a lousy one night stand. I was very inexperienced back then and so was he. Why do it? Very good question. I had too much to drink, I thought I liked him and we ended up at his place. I don't recall much from that evening.

4. If you could choose to stay a certain age forever, what age would it be? The age I am at now.

5. A good friend’s significant other flirts with you; would you tell your good friend? No; if it's just flirting, it doesn't mean anything, right? ;)

6. What is your greatest professional regret? (For example: Promotions you did not accept; Internship opportunities you did not pursue; Inventions/ideas you did not share.) I don't have any professional regrets. Perhaps I should have finished university, but I am not sure how that would translate to today. I love the job I have now.

Bonus: What is your biggest regret? No huge regrets. What I did, what I experienced, the choices I made - they're all a part of me. Even if some experiences were sad/bad/hard/troubling, they made me emotionally stronger (once getting over the pain/sadness/grief/etc.).

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Not happy

2011-07-17T09:37:00.000-04:00

Short post.

Italy was amazing. I want to go back as soon as I can!
More details in future posts, maybe.
But what is this new blogger in draft look?
I am not happy about this one.

I need an espresso, pronto!

Some questions answered (part 2)

2011-07-13T12:49:00.030-04:00

(continued from part 1)

8) Would you rather seduce or be seduced? I'm not sure... I want to be seduced (every woman wants that), but I also think men love to be seduced (not just sexually). One or the other sounds good to me.

9) If you had a chance to be with a man half your age, would you? No. I prefer men who are a bit older than me or just a bit younger, but not by too much. Not that young men are uninteresting, it's just that I'll naturally go towards my own age. I don't see why I'd want to get into anything serious with a young guy... I think the real question must be "a chance to be with" as in a one-night?! Silly me. :) Just don't present me his dad at the same time... I'll choose the hot dad. ;)

10) Ever thought of going to a sex club or sex party? Would you if your partner wanted to? I've wanted to do that for years, mostly to observe at first and see how I react to the experience, ie not go in with any pressure of performing or doing anything. With the boyfriend (SG2), I am not sure I want to 1) tell him I'm curious about that, this early on, and 2) not sure how I'd react to him admitting that he wants to go (although it seems doubtful... I think I am the pervert in this relationship!). I'd probably be surprised at first, but would go with enthusiasm. :)

11) You say you're more of a voyeur, have you ever spied on anyone? If so how was the experience? No. At least not sexually. I've looked into houses, walking down the street and seeing open curtains.

12) Which is more satisfying, vaginal or clitoral orgasm? Clitoral. I love both kinds, but like a majority of women, I orgasm more easily via clit stimulation. When I want relief or just a fast one, a clitoral (usually self induced) orgasm is my go-to. I associate a vaginal orgasm (or combined with clitoral stimulation) to intercourse with a partner. Both are satisfying, but in different contexts.

13) If someone you'd never met wrote a sexual fantasy of you, would you be flattered or upset? It happened in the past and I've always been flattered and touched (and excited!). My email address is in my profile. *grins*

14) What are your thoughts on anal play, both giving and receiving? It's on my bucket list for receiving. As for giving, it depends on my partner, if he wants to receive or not (with some sort of toy I guess). I would need directions though, just so I am doing it right. Unlike men, I listen to directions. :p

Adventure in colposcopy

2011-07-10T14:03:00.031-04:00

Note: I am not a doctor and I do not intend to give any medical meaning/significance to this post. This is merely a personal log of my colposcopy appointment and experience. Why? Because if you are like me, you have Googled the term after it was recommended by your doctor and you have read lots of stuff on it; sometimes scary, sometimes technical. Obviously, this post is more suited for women.

Even though I don't have a family doctor (for a number of reasons), I visit my walk-in clinic every year to get tested for STIs and also to get a Pap smear test. In the past, I have had a few abnormal cells showing in my results. They were noted in my medical file and I was often recommended to come back for another Pap test 6 months after (instead of the usual yearly one). That follow-up test that always came back normal. To tell you the truth, I assume they came back normal because I never got a call back.

I want to say though, for me and anyone else, man or woman: don't wait for a clinic to call you on your tests results. Call after 2 weeks (or the time they say it takes to get results back) to make sure your results are negative. It's best to be annoying and persistent than sorry later on because some clerk forgot to call a patient.

Recently, I went to get my STI testing and Pap test done. New relationship and new everything, so I wanted to start on a clean page. I carry on with life and 2 weeks after, I have a voice mail saying that the doctor wanted to see me for my results. Every woman's heart is sinking when they hear that. It wasn't the first time I was hearing it, but it was still the same reaction. You immediately think the worse is waiting for you. Luckily enough, the clinic is within walking distance from my house, so I went. The alternative of waiting until the next business day, leaving me worried and stressed, isn't an option when it comes to yours truly. Within 5 minutes, I was sitting in the exam room and sure enough, it was abnormal cells once again, although this time, it was in the high-grade category and the cytology lab recommended (love the choice of words) a colposcopy to look further into it.

The appointment, which surprisingly was scheduled just a few weeks after at a local hospital, went well. I get there, worried that my periods are going to start at that moment (and I had called previously to ask if they would do it during periods, which they said yes they would do). I wait for registration, wait to get into the waiting room (you have to wait to wait...), undress from the waist down to slip into the very fashionable hospital gown and wait my turn for the doctor to call me in.

They know we are stressed, especially the newbies like me. But they are all smiles and attentive to everything, very professional (which is what you would and should expect). No men in this place - doctors and nurses, volunteers and staff are all women. Love it. I am observing the woman who's just before me and I can see she is nervous, she has the same procedure than me. She goes in, comes out 10 minutes after, looking relieved. I tell myself it's not that bad.

I get called in a few minutes after. The nurse takes my purse and asks me to sit on the table. The doctor comes in, very cool... she makes small talk, notices my French accent, starts to speak French to me. I relax while she asks questions such as when my last periods were, if I plan on having kids, if I'm married, if I had the exam before, my Pap test history, birth control, etc. I'm asked to lay on the table and put my feet in the stirrups for the exam to begin.

Then comes the "cool" stuff (as cool as it can be, feet in stirrups, right?). The colposcope is/has a powerful camera that is transmitting the internal exam on TV for my enjoyment. I thought that was pretty cool. She explains everything she is doing, which is like a Pap test - speculum to spread vaginal walls, a few swabs here and there and a visual observation. She puts some vinegar solution on a cotton ball and dabs the cervix with it, then repeats a few more times. You can see all this on TV and also feel it internally, which isn't painful; it's just a weird sensation to see your insides being pushed against and feeling it at the same time. She then asked me why I was sent here, because she sees nothing suspect at all, no trace of cancer or anything wrong. Apparently the vinegar solution is supposed to turn to white any suspicious cells that need to be analyzed or looked further into. Nothing turns white in my case, yay.

She proceeds to the biopsy part regardless, which is a bit painful, but as she explains, it's like menstrual cramps (and she's right). The only difference is that you see your menstrual cramps on TV! I felt my insides being pulled and tugged on (probably from cutting off a small piece of cervix for the biopsy). When I looked back on the screen, there was a bit of bleeding (actually it looked like it was gushing, but that's just the girly girl in me exaggerating stuff), but no pain. I was given a pad in case there would be some bleeding during the day. I was told to abstain from any sexual activity for 72 hours or until the bleeding stopped, whichever came first. Even after 3 days, take it easy, as there could be some discomfort and bleeding.

Then you are sent on your way home. It's a 15-minute exam that is relatively painless. I booked an appointment to get the results after my vacation, but I don't want to be concerned for now. Just a few points...

A colposcopy does not mean you have cervical cancer. It is a preventive exam to diagnose why you have abnormal cells.
Each woman should get a Pap test every 3 years (to start with; sexually active or not)
Don't wait for lab results (either for your Pap test, blood/STI testing), be persistent and ask for them
Log your periods and know your gynaecological history

I hope this helps anyone who happens to read this, especially if you are worried or wondering what the exam is like.

Offline ~ HNT

2011-07-07T01:23:00.010-04:00

As you guys read this, I'm enjoying an espresso, a gelato on a side road or a nice Italian cooked meal with a glass of vino rosso.

I'll miss catching up on your blogs (not that I need to be on vacations to be a bad blogger), keeping in touch with my friends or just goofing around on the internet. I can't wait to be back (sorta), but in the meantime, I'll be enjoying la dolce vita.

Arrivederci!

e[lust] #27

2011-07-03T15:30:00.001-04:00

Photo courtesy of A Bedroom Blog

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10 reasons why I shouldn't have had sex, but did anyway - I’ve written extensively about happy-sex; so now here are some of the more unpleasant reasons why I’ve had sex.

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Let me want that (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-07-01T00:16:00.025-04:00

Let me want the kind of sex that...

bunches the sheets and covers on the corner of a bed... leaves my buttocks red like hell... gives me a sore jaw from worshiping your cock... makes it uncomfortable to sit on a chair for a few days... soaks the bed with my fluids, yours & ours... leaves my nipples too sore to even breathe... bruises my hips, neck and arms in sexual ardour.

Let me want the kind of sex that goes on in here... Dirty and illicit, exhilarating and addictive. How often is that cum splattered wall washed... the one I'm bracing up against to get you deeper inside my sloppy cunt? How often is that glass top cleaned, the one you're pressing my face down onto as you spank me, the one I'm holding on for dear life as you grab fistfuls of hair while fucking me? For all I know, the previous guest was ass-fucked right there a few hours ago, then sat on said desk to get her pussy pounded by the other guy waiting his turn, her gaping hole leaking cum on that glass.

I'll be your dirty slut, begging you for this and for more... Just let me.

(Source image: title unknown, photo by Samantha Wolov)

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 150-220 words

and use the words "...fistfuls of [[noun]]..."

Check out Panser's lair for the list of other participants!

Some questions answered (part 1)

2011-06-30T08:41:00.000-04:00

Recently, I took part in a 21 questions meme. One commenter left me with 21 questions (excellent and fun questions, I might add!). Since this is a long weekend here and I'm going to be unavailable for a while in the upcoming month, I thought I would break my 21 answers into 3 different posts.

1) Which do you prefer, oral or intercourse? Intercourse. For me, oral is great and fun, but I view it more as foreplay. Unless we both get/give oral without anything else, then it becomes intercourse? I don't know. Seems that intercourse is more complete and satisfying... Only oral is like having an appetizer and calling it a meal... Why just have a few bites when you can have a complete meal? OK, I really prefer intercourse then. What a funny question! :)

2) How many times a day would you say you think about sex? 75% of the time, maybe. Depends on the day. I can't put an exact number on it, but a lot makes me think about sex.

3) What would it take for an admirer to see more of you? Another funny question! Don't I post enough pics here? lol ;)

4) What is the sexiest part of a man? His hands. I must have a hand fetish.

5) What would you refuse to do sexually? Inflict pain/torture, animals/kids, the basic shitty stuff that normal people don't do.

6) If you had to pick one encounter that stood out, what would it be? I will do a "politician type of response" here and try to redirect the question towards something completely unrelated, in hope that you will forget the question!! Not working huh? Ok... let's say that these encounters, with different persons at different times, all stood out at the time they happened and all impacted me one way or the other.

7) What would you love to see a man do that you think most men would be uncomfortable with? Kissing another man!

Music to listen to (The Amends)

2011-06-26T18:00:00.000-04:00

While I am preparing a few posts (naughty and nice) and enjoying my summer (by this, I mean I am being lazy), I thought to give you something to listen to.

A guy in a band emailed a few bloggers, including me (I thought I was being hit on by a potential future rock star and already saw myself on the road with them, lol - just kidding - sorta) and asked to spread the word around so that my wonderful readers could learn about their band, The Amends.

It takes guts to email strangers and ask them to help you out. If you guys read this and become popular, don't forget me. *wink*

They sent me a bunch of links, but I think you can pretty much get everything from their Facebook page. So go and listen.

Imaginative hearing (a dash of happy)

2011-06-25T14:59:00.000-04:00

This draft post window has been opened for some time, as I was browsing the web for non important stuff. I was wondering what to write about - I have some choices, but you guys wouldn't be interested. ;)

So, tennis is on at the moment and I can't really see the men's match on tv, but I take a glance from time to time. At some point, a rally happened between the 2 players and they were oohh aaah uggghhh for a good 2 minutes. I knew this was tennis, but my imagination acted up and, not seeing the tv screen, just relying on the sounds, during this back and forth... that was sexy.

I agree with (most of) the men though... hearing the women scream and moan is more exciting. ;)

Rattle and hum (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-06-24T00:01:00.002-04:00

The rattle and hum of pedestrians was loud.

A knock on the door startled her, then made her weak in the knees.

A kiss followed, deep and consuming, marked by hunger and thirst. She had been longing for so long to see him again... the wait had been excruciating.

Taking her hand, he led her to the window. She knew what he had in store for her. In a fury, he undressed her, almost shredding her garments. He pushed her milky white body against the glass. Pedestrians were looking at her, more rushed their way over them, curiosity obliged.

He pressed the toy to her clit, cupping the buzzing bullet between hand and pussy. She gasped, legs shaking while he held her close, burying himself deep within her... the bullet, rattling and humming, rocking their world.

(Image provided by Lexi, original source and photographer unknown)

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 100-200 words

and use the words "...rattle and hum..."

Check out Panser's lair for the list of other participants!

TMI Tuesday (June 21, 2011 - summer!!!!)

2011-06-21T09:20:00.003-04:00

1. How many states have you had sex in? How many countries? Yes, Oral counts! All sex acts– penetrative or not– are sex. Does the nationality of the other person matters? I guess not! Then I would say 2 provinces within the same country. For now. ;)

2. What do you think is the sexiest piece of clothing a man/women wears on a daily basis? e.g., bra, jeans, sundress, dress shirt, etc. Jeans and a white shirt.

3. Would you date yourself? Why or why not? Why not? Other than driving myself nuts (I'm picky on certain things, I get annoyed at crumbs on the counter top, at clothes left scattered everywhere, etc.), I think I'm a pretty cool girl to be with.

4. Which muscle do you work the hardest: brain, heart, mouth? The brain, usually. I think a lot, probably too much. I'm undecisive about certain things, mostly when it comes to relationships or stuff to buy. But when I make a decision, my heart takes over. Not only in relationships, but in everything I do (sports, cooking, travelling, hobbies).

5. Fill-in the blank: I am totally prissy (overly finicky) when it comes to table manners.

Bonus: Describe your darkest fantasy.

Drinking my partner's blood (a few drops) during an orgasm. To me, this just seems to complete the connection.

What is a dark fantasy? Is it dark for some, grey for others, normal for the rest? Regardless of meaning, I would say that even though I would never do something like this, I've always been fascinated by it. I've read about it in fantasy novels and it's part of every movies/tv shows vampire-related, and I'm sure some people practice this, but this is just a fantasy... I don't want any offers, ok? :)

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If you want to play, visit TMI Tuesday!

Sweet or nasty

2011-06-20T08:13:00.000-04:00

Long drawn-out sweet kisses that are soft and tender, becoming passionate and of the melting kind.

The smoothness of my skin against your roaming hands.

My warm body presses against yours, as you whisper how good I feel under your fingertips.

Belly against belly, chest against chest, my arms wrap around your neck.

You lower yourself to rest on your elbows, hovering above me.

Deeply kissing me, eyes closed, your knees spread my thighs.

Bathed in the morning light, in earnest you slide your morning arousal into my sex, still slick from just a few hours ago.

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Adrenaline runs through my veins from the hard tug of my hair wrapped in your fingers.

Your mouth devours mine, your tongue invades my mouth, before you demand worship.

My fingernails dig in your ass cheeks, your cock choking me while you fuck my mouth.

Soon after you drag me and bend me over the bed.

You coat a finger with my juices and slide it in my tight hole.

I moan and utter a well placed fuck in agreement as you yank my head back and tell me you'll use me as your little slut.

You fill my cunt with one hard thrust, making me squeal from pleasure.

I don't hold back as you pound your rock hard cock inside me, until you pull out and shoot your cum down my back.

Fathers day (a dash of happy)

2011-06-18T16:59:00.000-04:00

I'm sitting in my cool basement, just cooling off from some outdoor activities. I love to complain when it's cold and I love to complain when it's hot. And now, it's hot. Speaking of hot, I wanted to wish Happy Fathers day to all dads out there, including the hot dads. I won't complain about them. ;)

Cheap bastard (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-06-17T01:26:00.096-04:00

When do I get my spanking?

I'm almost done, I swear.

C'mon, hurry up. I ain't got all night for this shit!

A few more thrusts and he was finally done. He pulled out and squeezed her plump cheeks. Finally he administered a few spanks, hard enough that the armrest she was bracing up against gave way. Finally she received the burning sensations she needed.

There's your tip, my impatient little slut.

What? That's it? You cheap bastard! That was only 5 swats!

(Source image: "Room Service" by John DuPret)

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Note: I haven't been participating lately in FFF for a couple of reasons that I, um, should leave undisclosed *ahem* ;) Last minute, I thought this scene in the picture was a great preamble to some spanking - or am I seeing too much? Anyway. I thought if she's going to get a spanking, so should I. Plus, wouldn't it be nice to be tipped with orgasms and spankings instead of money?

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 64-94 words

and use the words "...a large tip..."

Check out Panser's lair for the list of other participants!

Unspoken invitation

2011-06-15T22:56:00.005-04:00

Sometimes you don't need words...

A longing look over a shoulder

A sigh of playful impatience

A bottom lip gently bitten

A shy but wanton grin

A trail of fingers from neck to thigh

An opened body language

Speaking to you, to your desire.

First kiss

2011-06-13T13:24:00.000-04:00

We set eyes on each other and wish.

What do we do... Should I? Will he? What if?

To hell with it, life's too short for what ifs!

A step forward, perhaps a bit awkward

I'd want to run dozens of scenarios

And play them as if it was the first time...

The first time you & I kiss...

Maybe fingers are reaching out to intertwine

Maybe hands are gently capturing and holding

While our bodies come close and our lips closer

Together

Maybe we hug tightly and linger there

Soft kisses paving the way for hungrier ones

Need intensifies as time flies...

Daydreaming (a dash of happy)

2011-06-11T14:22:00.000-04:00

It goes without saying that daydreaming is an activity that keeps some of us sane!

I've been doing a lot of that lately and no, it doesn't explain my lack of posting (throw in some laziness). Daydreaming helps pass the time in the most boring of meetings - not to mention being fun and exciting, to think about his fingers in my hair and other yummy stuff!

The only "inconvenience" is that I can't help with the visible physical reactions that ensue... which I blame on the overly cold conference room. ;)

Life and 21 questions

2011-06-01T15:10:00.002-04:00

I'm out of ideas and time for blogging right now... life is life. A family emergency happened and I'm living out of my suitcase once again. If we could accumulate road miles the way we do for air miles, I'd be having a private chauffeur right now!

But I need a distraction and this seems better than nothing (and fun too)!

1. Sex in a cemetery or a Walmart bathroom? Both are weird, if you ask me. I'd rather abstain!

2. Are you a voyeur or exhibitionist? More voyeur than anything else. I don't like to be stared at, although one-on-one staring is okay.

3. Do you take dirty/sexy pictures of yourself with your cell? Oh yes!!

4. If you were a hooker/pimp what would your name be? Hooker: Candi - Pimp: Candi. LOL

5. and how much would you charge? A lot, probably ridiculous amounts of money to make you consider that perhaps you don't need this to get sex? Just saying.

6. How long should foreplay last? If both are honest about liking foreplay - for real, not because it's an obligation - than foreplay could last hours or days. Like emails/texts between lovers... those I used to consider foreplay.

7. do you own any butt plugs? No.

8. Hotel Sex with the curtains open? Ever done it? Sure. Did it, but only during the daytime. Would I do it at night? Why not!

9. Sex at the in-laws or parents of who you are dating? Never.

10. Feathers or Whips? Never tried any, but it's on my list.

11. Would you let your partner shave you? No, I can do it faster. I don't see the appeal of it and I'd rather spend this time doing something else!

12. Where is your favorite place to have sex? I love the comfort and space of/on a bed. Not that I don't like other places, but a bed is a favorite since we can just collapse and snuggle together right after.

13. Do you remember your first time? Yes.

14. Where was your first time and how was the sex? It is nothing worth talking about. At his apartment, between classes, and it was pretty ordinary.

15. role play for a minute? who would you be? If only for a minute, I'd be a crazy bitch dominatrix with a whimpering man at my feet.

16. sex in front of a mirror? Yes!

17. A song that makes you think of sex. Closer, NIN.

18. Are you horny right now? No. What a shocker.

19. What is your favorite body part on yourself and do you show it off? My hips or my bum. I don't dress in too loose clothes, that's how I show them off I guess.

20. Edible panties? Tried them? No. I don't see the appeal of them.

and

21. I need some questions, what do you want to know? I'll let people ask questions for a future edition in my comment box perhaps! (yes, that's a hint!)

Riddles (a dash of happy)

2011-05-28T09:17:00.002-04:00

Mmmm...
It's usually hot.
It can be sweet or plain.
A little milky or creamy,
Or extra!
Pairs well with chocolate.
And whipped cream if you wish.
Can be served from small to large.
Extra large for those who can handle it.

What is it?

It's coffee, you silly, horny, twisted people!!!

Just enjoying a cup right now. I like mine hot, strong with a touch of milk; size doesn't matter (yes I'm talking about coffee!). How do you like yours?

Dating, with a twist of romance and persistence

2011-05-25T11:56:00.004-04:00

I'm enjoying the single life. Like most single women, I've had some weird dates and disappointments. Overall though, I enjoy it (for now anyway). I thought I would be bored, sitting in front of the tv and eating my emotions (I still tend to do that, unfortunately), wondering why nobody wants me, then blogging about why nobody wants me. But I got off my ass, joined 2 websites for singles and a website to socially meet people with common interests. Those who know me know that I don't do social. I mean, I get along with most people and will end up having fun, but I'm naturally shy and don't like to be the center of attention.

Most evenings were spent either meeting someone new (which ended up to no good), seeing SG2 over and over, doing activities with friends (old and new) and finding new sports to enjoy. My trip to Italy is in less than 2 months (holy sh*t!) and I'm looking forward to that. I'm surprised I haven't started packing yet (you all know that a woman can take weeks before she can finally decide on a wardrobe!).

I read Daisygirl's post on dating and sex. I agree with her: sex is consumed very rapidly, unfortunately. Where's the courting, the endless flirting, makeout sessions on the couch or at the car, getting to know each other, etc? When I started dating, I wanted all of that and there was no way I would meet a man and have sex with him on the first dates. No offense to those who don't mind, but I'm not looking for something meaningless (even while cheating, I never wanted meaningless sex anyways).

But I'm either incredibly lucky, really naive or a little bit of both, with a twist of romance and persistence! SG2 showed up on our 3rd date with flowers... I know it's nothing to write about, but it was unexpected and I was touched. He cooked for me on my birthday. On our 6th date, we went for a real kiss (yes, 6 dates for a real kiss!). It wasn't earth shattering, but it was great. We were at a train station, standing under a light drizzle. I was feeling cold, so I stepped closer to him and we just kissed while we waited for the train to arrive.

Do I want earth shattering? Perhaps. Who doesn't? Do I need it? No. That kiss wasn't one that said "I want to get my fingers in your panties and then fuck you hard bent over a hotel desk". It was a "I want to kiss you because I like being with you" kinda kiss. And I loved it the way it was. He might have had other thoughts (I might have too!) during the first few dates, but why rush it? He asked me if we were moving too fast, but in my opinion, everything occured naturally.

We have plans for the summer, from barbecuing together to visiting Montreal, meeting his friends and mine, families as well. I am working on some trust issues that I've told him about, and he has been understanding. I'm emotionally available, but guarded. My pessimistic self is telling me there's a disappointment waiting to happen, but my optimistic self is telling me to just breathe and have more faith. The latter usually rises above, thank god for that!

So I have no expectations... only to have a nice summer with my boyfriend and breathe.

Snuggles on a rainy morning (a dash of happy)

2011-05-21T14:15:00.039-04:00

One Sunday morning, I woke up to the sound of the rain falling.
SG2 was next to me.
We shrugged it off, snuggled and went back to sleep.

Fresh blood (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-05-20T01:21:00.027-04:00

They played games every Friday night for their chance. Most of the players were locals. Bored businessmen, who more than likely needed an extra kink in their otherwise dull existences. Mysteriously, once they had won, they never returned for another shot. Only losers returned. Nobody asked questions, no one dared to... considering who ran the place. But they all came back for Her.

Her young and supple flesh that never grew old, pouty lips and plump breasts, skin as smooth as silk. She always entered the room when the games were heating up, when tension grew heavy in the air, the scents of sweat and blood filling Her nostrils.

They all looked at Her, eyes filled with lust. She smiled knowingly, mesmerizing each of them while making Her way to the main table, wondering which one would be Hers tonight. That night, She saw something She liked. There he was, walking in the game room, all fresh and healthy. Finally something new to bite into... if She was lucky.

(Source image: "C.L.U.M.B.A. and Maria in Hong Kong" by Igor Vasiliadis)

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 100-220 words

and use the words "...heavy in the air..."

Check out Panser's lair for the list of other participants!

Hotel sex (3)

2011-05-17T18:45:00.000-04:00

A few weeks ago, I challenged you to come up with a continuation for my hotel sex dream (part 1, part 2).

The winner is Ryan Beaumont. Here is his contribution, written in my voice. It's fun, silly, sexy and incorporates hockey - what's not to like? :) Again, please visit Ryan's blog - he's different and I like different.

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But who was this “you?” As I prepared to receive what was to be delivered I realized that I didn’t know who I was with in this wonderful encounter.

I looked back again and then I saw him! Yes, the dreadful face of Roberto Luongo, god I hate a man who would leave Montreal for Western Canada.

Then he laughed and said, no puck is getting into this net tonight – prepare to receive your punishment. And then he slapped my ass with his big stick. It was painful and my head hit the window. I was unconscious for how long I don’t know?

When I woke up I was in a long dark hallway. There were corridors leading away from the hallway with numbers 103, 105, 107, etc. and funny C’s on top. I was groggy but becoming cognizant. Finally I realized, I was in the Bell Centre.

Then I heard a horrible laugh, it was him, Luongo, and now he was running for me. I frantically started to flee down aisle 109. I was running through fog now but he was catching up. Just as he was reaching for me a big husky guy in a white and red sweater checked him hard! Luongo went to the ground – out cold. But who was my hero? In my fright I was awake now but in the fog I had lost my hero.

As I looked up the fog began to disperse. And then, as if the heavens were opening up, a light from above shown down like angels descending to earth.

It was then that I saw the most wonderful site these French eyes have ever seen. It was Mon Monsieur Michael Cammalleri! Yes it was Cammalleri who had been my hero, my cavalier of the ice, the conqueror of Luongo the Giant. He was lying on a futon on the middle of the ice in his Habs top but nothing else (oh my)!

He called to me “ma chérie, c’est moi Michael – tu es mon amour, mon Coeur est a toi. Fais l’amour avec moi immédiatement!”

I went to him and we made love at center ice. The heat of our bodies moving together melted that ice and created a fog that cloaked our bodies in that passion. This was complete; he made love to me with his eyes, his body, and his soul. We were one as if our sweat was now refreezing and fusing our bodies and mind together as one being.

He said “Ma chère France, it is you I have journeyed to be with, come with me and we will live in passion in my lighthouse in Nova Scotia and we will love forever and make little Canadians ‘til death do us part.”

And they lived happily ever after.

A slutty world

2011-05-15T16:53:00.050-04:00

A few months ago, a policeman suggested that women should avoid dressing like sluts in order to avoid sexual assault. [breath in, breath out]. This happened in my town, a very metropolitan city. I was pissed at that comment, just like everyone else has been.

Recently, Hedone posted on this topic & the "SlutWalk" events throughout N.A. Having been a victim of sexual assault, I am touched by this topic. I don't consider myself a slut because I love to wear high heels and a skirt to feel sexy. I don't consider myself part of the BDSM community because I like it a little rough or like to be submissive occasionally. This can be applied to all sexualities, from vanilla to hardcore. I am just a woman who loves sex and wants to feel sexy. That does not mean I implicitely consent to sex.

I wish we could educate young boys during sex ed class (assuming sex ed is still on the curriculum?) about the term "consent". With respect to my own experience, I was blamed for being "too damned sexy" -- yes, I agree with you, why the fuck is this my fault? I blamed him for being unable to keep his cock in his pants. He was joking, I wasn't.

Society still thinks that women carry responsibility for being sexually assaulted, too often and very easily. But what about "don't rape or assume consent": isn't this what we should expect from men? When will it be the man's fault or responsibility?

I dress normal/casual most of the time - nothing says "slut" about me. But I love sex, I love men and consider myself a bit slutty when I want to be. I won't change and have no desire to! However, that doesn't give men any right to come and take what I am not willing to give freely: consent. Period.

For more info, http://www.slutwalktoronto.com/ is a good starting point.

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A while back, PB sent me a link to an article/essay/post on the word slut. I enjoy reading it from time to time. This is from the article itself and represents one of my favorite passage:

"Slut" is for kissing boys with tongue. "Slut" is for kissing lots of different boys with tongue. "Slut" is for craving kissing lots of different boys with tongue. That's not right, you know. It says so in the Bible, and in social hygiene films. "Slut" is for loving sex. "Slut" is for needing sex. "Slut" is for thinking sex isn't shameful. Sex is for married people, for diamond owners, for nice girls in twin sets whose mothers hid the Erica Jong, for people totally and completely, like, in total and complete love, and it takes place behind closed doors, with the lights out. Sex isn't fun. Sex isn't casual. Sex is a deadly serious, disgusting, dirty, degrading business. Just lie there. Don't move around. Don't use your fingernails or moan or anything; that's slutty. Don't get on top. Don't go down. Going down is really slutty, especially if you like it as much as he does. Ew. That's so gross. Only a slut would like that. That's so sickening. I bet you masturbate, too. Ew, I can't even think about that. That's so foul — touching yourself down there like that? That's — well, it's dirty and sticky and gross, dude! Nobody does that. Well, boys do, but that's different.

I would add the following: "slut" is for kissing boys & girls with tongue. Yes, that is me being really slutty. ;)

You can view the complete post here.

Followers (a dash of happy)

2011-05-14T14:05:00.004-04:00

A little note on the side to begin with: I am annoyed that some of the comments I left are not showing on recent previous posts. I'm not sure if I should re-comment or just leave it at that!

I truly adore each and everyone of you.

Some might argue that a follower can't be a friend, but I disagree. Some might argue that a follower's opinion shouldn't influence my own so much. That's true, but just like anything, you take some and you leave some. We all have experiences and acquired some knowledge along the way. Being able to share it, to give some comfort, some thoughts (good or bad), make a joke, poke fun, give your own opinion (which might differs from mine, and it's okay) ... it's always appreciated. Because an opinion, a good word, a hug, a joke... whether it's online (via email or a comment) or in person, it's as valid as anything else.

Sometimes, it's all a girl needs. :)

Friday's thoughts

2011-05-13T16:51:00.001-04:00

Nothing I like better than to sit in my favorite coffee shop on a Friday afternoon, especially now that Blogger is back up and running! Admit it, how many of you were impatiently waiting for its return? I was!

No FFF for me today. Blockage or too much self-pressure, who knows, but I couldn't write 60 words. Unless I use the babble I am writing right now to make up for it? Well technically I could, since the goal is to write a story based on a picture and keywords to inspire us. And it inspired me this, which is not much, for as the length of time my yellow eyes blinked, the "new post" form remained empty! See, I just wrote my FFF. I'm sure you guys are really impressed now. :)

My satellite radio often finds its way to the 80s and 90s and I love those glimpses back into my youth. I love that song and the lyrics. Hit play to the right! (takes a minute for the song to start)

Let it go (Luba)

Too many doubts
Too much fear
Too much danger
When society constructs
Our human nature
Live by the rules
Live by the laws
Live by commandments
Notions preconceived
Can lead to utter madness

Let it go, let it go
Let it free your body
Let it move your soul
We are made, we are not born

Learn to convert
Learn to assert
Learn to abandon
Ideologies and
Disciplines at random
Lay down the laws
Lay down the rules
Lay down commandments
Lift the sanctions
That restrict this woman's madness

Let it go, let it go
Let it free your body
Let it move your soul
We are made, we are not born

Uniformity
Conventionality
Is the fate of our existence
Keep it safely at a distance
Nonconformity
Unconventionality
Is the fate to be
Let your hair down, can't you say

Let it go, let it go
Let it free your body
Let it move your soul
We are made, we are not born

All is still well

2011-05-10T23:03:00.000-04:00

I suffered a minor set back on Friday, but I'll be damned if I let him win over me. I am much stronger than that. I took a leap of faith to find my true happiness; it takes courage, confidence and strength to do that. I think I'm doing a pretty good job so far!

I've been looking, for a few years now, for my 3rd tattoo - a meaningful and powerful symbol - and I think I might have found it.

Our paths are now definitely and completely different and will (hopefully) never cross again. Thank you everyone for the emails you've been sending all day, they're very much appreciated & I heart you all. ;) As far as I'm concerned, this topic is definitely closed.

Now I just have to find the time to blog about SG2... :)

Self-service (a dash of happy)

2011-05-07T11:46:00.001-04:00

Apparently, May is Masturbation month. There is a history behind this - I'm glad for history and celebrations of all kinds! - but this isn't a history lesson... if you want to know more, google it.

I thought of this title when I was pulling into a gas station to fill up (no sexual innuendo here, please!): self-service... you are doing yourself a favor when masturbating, so it makes sense. ;) If more people would masturbate, I'm sure we'd all be happier!

Unfortunately, some women still view masturbation as something dirty and shameful. I'm sure I don't have to list all the pros for masturbation, but here's why this works for me as a woman (because it's all about me, isn't it?):

- Stress relief
- Gets the blood flowing during periods, which hugely helps in reducing cramps
- It's fun
- There's no better way to learn about your body and what works for you
- It's safe
- It's fun (did I say that?)

I could go on and on about the benefits, but you get where I'm going. There's nothing wrong about masturbation and every woman should be enjoying this act of intimacy with herself. I know I am!

This week's dash of happy is:

~ Masturbating. Some things are priceless, this is one of them!

Bedtime reading (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-05-06T02:51:00.010-04:00

She slid under the covers, a smile painting her lips. Her accoutrement, a simple shirt, brought back souvenirs.

He had given her this... a collection of erotic stories and his shirt. It carried her to sleep every night, long after the actual scent of him faded, even though she knew she could bring it back just from an inhale... and the memories, etched into her brain into her skin... from the clutch of her hand in moments of passion to the tears that landed on his shoulder... he was there.

(Source image: "Bedtime Reading" by Valery Bareta)

Instinctively sliding a hand between her legs, she flipped the cover to read, once again, his hand written note to her... "Don't let your needs and wants remain unheard and unheeded... Promise me you are touching yourself, for me, as you read one of our favorite stories."

And she did read... until her eyelids were heavy, until her mind was a thick fog, until she could almost feel his warmth next to her and smell his scent, memories enveloping her into another night till morning.

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 160-185 words

and use the words "...unheard and unheeded..."

Check out Panser's lair for the list of other participants!

All is well!

2011-05-04T23:00:00.000-04:00

Just a reminder that my contest is still open - check at the top of the blog to the right. I received ONE submission and it is a good one that appeals to my womanly senses and to what I like the most. ;)

It feels like I haven't posted in a while. I was reminded of that today. Although the latest entry is just a few days old, it was written well before it was posted. The only real blogging work I've done is my Saturday dash of happy and Flash Fiction Friday. Not bad, but if it weren't for these, this blog would be a ghost town.

However, all is well with me.

Work is busy, but boring. I always feel like that during spring when it comes to my job. I love it, but nothing really challenging for now.

The living arrangements with my ex are working well. We get along perfectly, we still go out sometimes together for a dinner or movie, he helps with chores, etc. He's had a girlfriend for a few months now and he seems happy with this, although I am keeping an eye on her.

I've been on dates (that you were able to read about; SG1-SG6), but for now I am putting aside the "serial dating" I was doing. There was SG4 that I met a second time for a lunch, but I couldn't feel "it". I was lame and gave him the same excuse that I was given from SG6 (ie "I feel there's something missing").

I like what I'm probably developing with SG2. He's very down to earth, warm and open, emotionally available and we have tons in common. There are a few things that raise questions in my mind, but these mostly stem from my own insecurities. I also feel like I am holding back with him, and it is unintentional, but I noticed it. It seems that my walls are up for now, but hopefully by date 233, everything will be resolved. :)

That's pretty much it. Why not end it with a picture? I like to take pics when I write on my laptop and this turned out pretty okay I think.

Meeting SG6

2011-05-02T01:00:00.001-04:00

I can't remember who initiated contact on the website. We had good chemistry via messaging, then we exchanged our personal emails. I have 2 personal email addresses: one generic/short name and one with my full name (which is my regular normal emailing address). Yes, I gave my real personal email to a guy I never met, only because he never winked at the wrong places, lol.

So, we emailed back and forth like crazy, talking about our 2 passions (golf and hockey), about work, hobbies or just about nothing - day or night, it didn't matter. I saw pics of him and I was a bit on the fence, but usually people look much better face to face, so I wasn't too concerned.

We eventually decided to meet for drinks. I got there before him and, I'm sure women will understand this, I always prefer to be checking someone out than to be checked out. I waited in the entrance for him to arrive. He was on time (love that) and I swear, when I saw him, I looked around for the candid cameras to appear out of nowhere.

Why? Wait just a second.

We just said "hi, nice to finally meet you" and I suggested we settle in the bar area. We sat down, made small talk with the waiter and ordered beers.

Then, he starts speaking and does a complete sentence. I'm thinking "ok, seriously, where are those darn cameras?". I am a bit in shock and I don't think anything he said within the first few minutes really registered.

He was a carbon copy of L. Other than for his height/weight (less tall, more slim), you would have told me he was his brother, I would have believed you. The voice, the eye color, the shaved head, the soul patch under the lower lip, the laugh, intonations, the way he said some words, ... you name it, he had it. (well, I haven't checked everything...)

But I knew, when we parted, that it would be the first and last meet. When a guy tells you "I'll be in touch", you kinda know, as I've used that line before! I wasn't wrong... the next morning, he said that he had a great time, that I was very attractive and pleasant to be with, but he thought something was missing. I told him he had to follow his feelings and wished him good luck.

I think it's probably the best for me, given who he reminded me of!

Sweet words (a dash of happy)

2011-04-30T10:30:00.000-04:00

I went to bed and hoped to read someone's sweet words in the morning. That puts a smile on my face for the day. :)

This week's dash of happy is:

~ Waking up to your sweet words... XO

Wicked brunette (Flash Fiction Friday)

2011-04-29T01:04:00.040-04:00

He had tied up that little blonde bitch of his, just for me. I don't know how he managed that, since she was so conventional and uptight. He hadn't liked the idea at first, but he desperately wanted to watch and, combined with my promise of not hurting her, I had been able to convince him. Like most men, he was easy with the right "tactics" being employed.

And there she was, ankles bound to wrists, balancing on the cold countertop. I saw the alarming and questioning look in her eyes when I came in, clad the way I was. She probably thought her husband would be back to fuck her the way he never could, simply because he wasn't allowed to. "That's the type of sex the sluts have". I was proud of my slut status at this very moment and smiled wickedly as I met her blue eyes.

She had no clue, but she was about to find out what this slutty brunette here could do. She was about to get fucked hard and fast, the way her husband and I had, just previously, in the room across the mirror.

(Source: Untitled image by Will Santillo)

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This is totally new for me. For starters, I am not dominant. Also, I never wore a strap-on and have no desire to. Well, I think that's what she's wearing! I wanted to add some naughtiness, such as having his cum leaking out of me while I fucked her, or perhaps I convinced him to tie her up by giving him a blowjob and then I kissed her with her husband's cum still lingering in my mouth, etc. But that added words to the story and I didn't feel like being spanked, for once!

I have no vendetta against blondes or anyone's wife, so please don't be offended! She looks like she's enjoying herself and maybe the character here would. It's just when I saw the brunette and the blonde, it's the first thing that came to mind and I stuck with it. Fine, I admit there's a touch of something personal going on here that sparked the idea, but that's about it!

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Challenge was to write a flash fiction of 120-240 words

and use the words "...hard and fast..."

Check out Panser's lair for the list of other participants!

If you don't know what you want, get out of the way

2011-04-25T21:27:00.009-04:00

SG3 is what serious people hate having to put up with: time wasters.

Some of you, who are familiar with eharmony, know that you get through stages of communication with someone you've been matched with. At one point during the communication process with SG3, going through the stages and after 9 days of nothing, I decided to skip the last step and move directly to a personal message, asking him if all was well and if he still had an interest in getting to know me. His reply was that he had taken a few days off vacation and hasn't been checking his emails.

Okay, I am not that naive. Of course, I can't tell him that I know how these little games are played (or at least I know a bit more than I used to). I doubt my credentials as a cheater would impress anyone who lists "being faithful" as a key trait of his ideal partner. So I can't tell him I've been cheating on my husband by fucking his married neighbour (L) at one point in my life and that by now, I know how this works, but... if you are on a website for singles and you don't have time to check your emails or time to meet people, then that tells me one of those:

1) you've met someone and want to see where this goes (perfectly understandable)

2) you've lost interest in me (or had none and lied about it, which is childish) and

3) you're not serious about finding someone.

The least you could do is to modify your profile to say you are away, unavailable, taken, were abducted by aliens, etc. Or if you don't want to tell me you're not interested, just use a pre-fab messages and send it my way. And if you're not serious about finding someone to date, then what are you doing on a singles' website?

Anyways, he replies that he was away/didn't check emails, said he was still interested and asked me a few things about myself, as now we were directly exchanging. So I replied back (after 48 hours of waiting on my part - no point in being too responsive with him) that it was cool and I answered his questions, then asked a few of my own. Nothing ever came back.

Since this guy lives in the same small town as L - and weird enough, SG6 (the story on him is upcoming) told me he worked in the same town as L - I'm beginning to think there is something with people from that town. Maybe it's the water? I wonder though if it's okay to discriminate someone based on location. Does this kinda thing only happens to me?! LOL

I waited another 7 days, then closed the match. I hate people wasting my time.

Hotel sex (2)

2011-04-23T02:05:00.012-04:00

part 1 here

I grinned and told you the window was a great idea. I tried to get off of you to make our way to the window, but you still held me close to you. You whispered in my ear how you wanted me to stand, and then to wait for you without moving. Then you released me and told me to go.

I opened the drapes, looking outside the 4th floor window to the parking lot. I placed my hands, outstretched and as far as they could go, on the cold glass. Then I pressed my chest against it, gasping as it met my breasts. I pressed my legs together, my rear end away from the glass and presented to you. Lastly, I turned my head to the back of the room, away from you, my cheek against the window. As instructed.

And waited.

I heard some noises I couldn't quite figure out.

And waited some more.

My cum-filled pussy was leaking down my thighs... I could feel it, as it was throbbing anew.

Your hand landed on my ass so fucking hard that I let out a scream and pushed away from the glass, protesting. "That's for thinking that I'm too sweet", your voice echoed in my ear. I felt the sting so intensely that my face was burning and my eyes watered. But I was loving this, no mistaking that...

Your hand re-grabbed a fistful of hair and pressed me back against the window. I knew you weren't done and I was biting my lower lip to somehow find strength for the next one, which came on the other ass cheek. "and that's for not keeping position the way I asked you to."

I didn't know if people were watching, but if they were, I wondered if they were as excited as me.

As if I was the most precious thing, your hand caressed me... soothing the flames, alleviating the pain. Your hand went between my legs and I heard you sigh as you stroked me. You let go of my hair and I heard something behind me. I knew better than to move by now.

Then you slipped your belt around my neck.

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Note:

This must have been the most erotic dream I've had since I can't remember when... Unfortunately, I woke up just after that. So let's get interactive with it! Let's see how you would end it. Rules are:

No more than 500 words.
Entries to be sent via email (not in my comments' box!), signed with a pen name of your choice so I can give you proper credit (if you have a blog and wish to link to it, please include it as well).
I'll give you until May 8, 5 pm EDT to submit your ending.

I will include all endings on a separate page within the complete fantasy (that will be found to the right side), but I will post/publish independently the one I like the most.

Cocky arrogance and another creep

2011-04-20T07:19:00.000-04:00

I was warned about creeps and weirdos I'd meet on dating sites. So far, I think I've been lucky. It's true though that I haven't met too many guys since I started dating. Often, it starts with a few messages and then you noticed that you'd rather spend time exchanging crazy one liners than respond to your new match. Guilty as charged! My attention span isn't always stellar.

So, speaking of weirdos, here is an exchange I had on match.com:

Received: "I need someone who is young and tight, could that be you?"
Me, looking up his profile... says he's 60, looking for someone 7-10 years younger.
Me, replying back and feeling sassy: "Math was never your forte, huh? I don't think my age and your desire add up."
Him: "It adds up as far as the biggest cock you've had in yourself to date."
Me, blocking profile and rolling my eyes.

And there is SG5, who I thought would be a good match. We started off okay, having good conversations and, even though I was sort of uncertain about his sense of humour, I liked that we had some things in common.

One day he gave me his cell number so we could exchange directly. That was okay with me as 1) I don't mind giving out my cell number, after a few days/weeks, to people I'll eventually meet anyway and 2) I'm not listed in any phone books, so it's impossible to find out where I live using my name in a search engine.

Suddenly, his style of flirting became a bit weird. I don't know if it's just because we were on a different platform, but I believe I'm always constant in my style, texting or messaging. Anyways, he started winking at me at the wrong places and/or the wrong times. I know, it's completely stupid to pay attention where someone does a ";)" in a text message, but that's how neurotic I am.

So one day he suggested we meet for coffee. I said yes, then we talked where. Since I wanted to be accommodating, I offered to meet halfway. I found a place, but it's difficult to park in that area, so he suggested another one, at the corner of such and such. I deleted his messages since then, but his words were sort of "we can meet at xyz, it's close to abc park ;)" ...

Notice the wink after mentioning the park.

Insert creepy feeling now.

If you know me by now, you're convinced that I am googling the coffee place, just to make sure where I'm going and if there is a possibility of my body parts being scattered somewhere. You're exactly right, I'm googling. And I can't find the freakin' coffee place. Even better, recent user reviews say that the location is now closed.

Next to a huge park, at a closed coffee place, at night? Oh, I don't think so.

Insert creepy feeling again.

I trusted my female intuition/instincts. It didn't feel right to me. I might have missed on a great guy, but better be safe than sorry. We exchanged a few more texts after that, but eventually I cancelled and said I had to work late. He probably thinks I'm a moron for cancelling after having said yes. Oh well. What's one more person in the world hating me, huh? :)

Hotel sex (1)

2011-04-17T23:32:00.000-04:00

As I rested breathless on top of you, a sheen of sweat covering my skin and making my hair curly, we started talking about all and nothing. I teased you about being all too sweet... nothing like I had expected. To which you responded with a chuckle. My lips found your collarbone and started nibbling your skin, tasting the saltiness... up to your ear lobe, taking it between my lips, gently sucking on it. You had one hand on my lower back, just resting there; the other stroking my spine, from my ass to my nape, sending goosebumps on my overheated skin.

I felt you coming back to life, hardening against my belly. You were now gently grazing your teeth and lips on my neck, both hands fisting into my hair, bringing a moan of pleasure out of my throat. My nipples hardened to pebbles against your chest and I was now gently rocking myself against you, your cock trapped between our slick bodies.

After a few minutes, you took my hands in yours and brought them at my back, wrapping my wrists within your firm grip. Before I could protest, your other hand grabbed a handful of hair, pulling my face up above yours, where you kissed me hard and urgently.

I whispered against your lips, "on which piece of furniture now?"

You turned my head towards the window. I felt your hot breath in my ear, and then you said, "Uh huh... not on, but against."

... to be continued

Lack of time (A dash of happy)

2011-04-16T04:08:00.004-04:00

I can hear your thoughts... "Lack of time? This is your happy moment?"

I am not hungover, drunk or stoned. :) I've just now realized that I hadn't had the time this week to think of something happy for today's post! Also, I haven't been a good blogger lately; I'm a little behind in my readings and I haven't answered any of your recent comments in my comment boxes. I was on my blog, going through previous posts and asking myself if I really wanted to answer comments... I mean, who really keeps track of where they commented and remembers to check if the blogger has responded? Not a whole lot, I'm sure! But it's something I do feel is important, so I'll make a note to be more diligent.

So how can lack of time make me feel happy? I don't know, it just does. I've been so busy with work, new people, other people, projects, activities, thoughts and everything else, that it just makes me happy!

This week's dash of happy is:

~ Being pulled in different directions and enjoying the sense of not having enough time to do it all!

Question from SG2

2011-04-14T23:01:00.000-04:00

While exchanging a few emails, SG2 proceeded to tell me about something that happened at work between two elders who were fighting about a cell phone. He referred to the phone as a toy, and those 2 folks were acting like kids arguing on who gets to play with it.

Then he asks me: "What are some of your favorite toys?"

Oh! Are you really asking me that question?! Or perhaps I should ask for his definition of toy before answering? And, are we there yet to be sharing this information?! Yeah, I'm sure he meant electronic gadgets. But wait... those toys are that sometimes. Then he must mean phones, ipods, playstations, wii and stuff like that, right? ;)

Was he asking as a man genuinely interested in what like to play with? Darn, that didn't come out right! ;) What I mean is: is he asking my preference as a man-kid, a man-man or a man-pervert? I can't help it, my little sexual perverted self is always wanting to come out without scaring anyone!

I'm having fun with this. :)