Monday, June 15, 2009

Check this out!!

Hey my faithful followers! I am moving my ass (ok, not just my ass, but the whole damn blog) over to www.pandadementia.com. I'll keep this blog up for at least a while, but all new stuff will be put up over there! I hope you'll follow me over there and subscribe there, too! Upward and onward! <3!

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

His Show

He rushed into his media room and turned on the monitor. If he was lucky, he wouldn’t have missed anything. “Damn traffic,” he thought. “Why was it so damn heavy at 8 o’clock in the evening?” He loathed missing even a second of his nightly show.

As the screen flickered on, though, he saw that he was just in time. She was just walking into the bathroom. He was hoping this wouldn’t be just a shower night, but with his powerful pinhole cameras, he could see the tension and stress on her beautiful face and he knew it was bath time.

He sat back in his plush but firm leather chair and watched intently as she slowly stripped out of her skirt and blouse, dropping them haphazardly on the floor. He used his remote control to zoom in for a better look as she pulled off her panties and freed her bountiful breasts from their restraints.

She moved her petite frame around the large bathroom, turning on the hot water in the tub, setting up her stereo with one of her favorite bath time CDs (he couldn’t tell which yet but was pretty sure it was either Jack Johnson, Jason Mraz or Matt Nathanson) and lighting candles. Her breast swayed deliciously in time with her hips and he found himself growing rigid already.

She bent over the tub to pour some bath salts in, giving camera #1, positioned in the wall opposite the tub, a perfect shot of her firm ass and her thick pussy lips. Camera #2, set at a downward angle in the wall above the shower nozzle, caught the bouncing of her breasts as she leaned over. He licked his lips and opened his fly, exposing his hard cock to the cool air.

When the tub was full, she turned off the water, pressed play on the stereo (it was Matt Nathanson after all), turned off the lights and stepped into the candle-lit bath. She sank down into the steamy water and he could see the stress melt away from her face as the water enveloped her, leaving only her head and the tips of her tits exposed to the air.

For about 20 minutes she was still and he thought she may have fallen asleep. He took the opportunity to look her over, this woman that he’d seen so many times in the past few months. Every time, though, he was amazed at how beautiful, how sensual she was. Her thick auburn hair was now piled on top of her head, her luscious lips were slightly parted as she breathed deeply, her curvy yet slender body the perfect shade of healthy bronze. He gently stroked himself as he took every inch of her in.

Though she seemed completely relaxed, he knew from experience that her baths weren’t complete without one final release of tension. She proved him correct as her hands started to roam, fingernails tracing patterns on her skin. Over the rhythmic music, he could hear her start to moan as one hand pinched her nipples and the other ventured between her legs.

It wasn’t long before her hand left her sweet spot and reached to the basket next to the tub. Without looking, she picked up what she was looking for: an oddly shaped, pink vibrator. He noticed that this one seemed to be her new favorite toy, ever since she had gotten her new order a few weeks ago.

She draped one leg over the side of the tub and brought the vibrator down between her thighs. Zooming in camera #2, he could see that the she was using the nub of the vibrator to trace along her pussy, from her clit down to her ass and back up. Circling the nub around her clit, her moans became louder and he stroked himself faster.

She then flipped the vibrator over and cradled her clit in the cupped side. Her fingers pulled at her nipples as she held the powerfully vibrating tool to her clit. His hips bucked in time with hers as they both got closer and closer to climax. Her scream of ecstasy erupted just as his seed did. They both collapsed, her against the coolness of the tub, him against the coolness of the leather chair, and waited for their breathing to slow down.

He started to clean himself up, eyes still glued on the screen, and she placed the vibrator back in the basket, pulled the plug on the tub and stood up, wrapping a towel around herself. A small smile played on her lips as she stepped out of the tub, turned on the lights, turned off the stereo and blew out the candles. She began to leave the bathroom but paused and turned around. Looking straight at the camera, straight through to him, she said, “Good night,” and walked out of the bathroom.

Sunday, May 31, 2009

MfM - Thunder

Was I nervous? Yes. Was I afraid I'd mess something up? Hell yes. Did I dive right in (no pun intended)? You bet your ass I did. There's no way to know if you can do something or if you're good at something without just jumping right in and trying it.

She encouraged me as I hesitantly ran my tongue up the length of her slit. She tasted so incredibly sweet, her skin and her clit felt so electric against my tongue. I explored her folds, probed her dark spaces, reveled in the slight bucks of her hips as I hit the right spots. As the twitches and moans became more consistent, I knew I was heading in the right direction. As her legs clamped around my head and her moans became thunder in my ears, her hips bucking her pussy harder against my mouth, I knew that I had it. I attacked her pussy with even more fervor, sucking hungrily on her pulsating clit, introducing my fingers to her G-spot, causing the thunder to crash louder and louder around my head. One final, bed-shaking boom exploded in my ears, her thighs squeezed my head, her juices flowed out of her and coated my mouth and my face, and then all was quiet, all was still.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

HNT - Pinch




Hmm... what to say about this one? Is there really any explanation needed? :)

Monday, May 25, 2009

MfM - Sunlight

Today was the first truly warm day of the summer and I was so grateful for it. You know how well that these nearly-constant thunderstorms for the past two weeks have really taken their toll on my psyche and, in turn, on our relationship. Today, as the clouds broke unexpectedly, a day that I just happened to be free from maternal responsibilities, it seemed like the perfect day to lay out on the balcony with a good book and to soak up the renewing rays.
I got a few chapters into my book before my mind started wandering. It seems like it has been so long since I felt your touch, heard your moans and whispers in my ear, experienced the ecstasy that always came along with our love-making. I started to think back to the last time we were together, before my moodiness took over everything. It had been so sensual, so loving, so... perfect.
My book fell to the side as my hands started wandering. I pulled my bikini top off and imagined that the warmth of the sun was the warmth of your body pressed to mine. I imagined that the leaves rustling in the trees were your whispers in my ear, urging me on. My fingers slipped beneath my bikini bottoms and started to explore and I felt just how wet thinking of you had made me. My fingers found my sweet spot and I imagined it was your tongue, lovingly caressing me to the most intense orgasm I'd ever had on my own.
Come home, baby. My sunlight is back.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Half-Nekkid Thursday - Pretty in Purple




One of the pieces in my small lingerie collection. Also, I believe, your first glimpse at the nips. You likee? ;) LOL

Monday, May 18, 2009

MfM - Balance

Finding the balance is tough. It's been over a year and I still haven't quite got it: the balance between mom and woman, between responsibilities and fun. My kids are my life, there is no doubt about that. But I couldn't live without embracing my womanhood, either, letting my sexuality and sensuality shine. Being a mom is a huge part of my life, but it does not define me. I was my own person before I had kids, I continue to be my own person now. I want to be riding a cock just as much as I want to be riding a merry-go-round. I love tasting a new pussy just as much as I love tasting a new flavor of ice cream. I'm as passionate about trying new positions as I am seeing my kids learn new things. Without my after-hours, carefree, "come and take me" sex-kitten side, I could not be a good mom to my boys. So both sides of my dual personality need to be represented, need to have their own time in my life. It's just a matter of finding the right balance. I am Mom, but I am also Woman. Hear me moan. ;)

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Monday, May 11, 2009

MfM - Tits

As I wheeled my cart up to the checkout counter and started unloading, I noticed the checkout boy eyeing me, especially my generous cleavage, appreciatively. I looked him in the eyes and he smiled, an unabashed look that said, "Mmm, I want those." Always in the mood to flirt and play, I smiled back and licked my lips, then bent over more than necessary to retrieve the remaining items in my cart.
The boy looked young, somewhere between 18 and 20, but he was cute. Touseled dirty blonde hair, green eyes, nice but pervy smile, nice physique. I had always wanted a boy toy and I wondered if this one, who so obviously ogled my tits as I leaned on the counter and pressed them up towards his gaze, would be it. I waited until he was done scanning my purchases and I was sliding my credit card before I decided to be daring.
"Do you like what you see, boy?" I asked, after looking around to make sure there were no other shoppers or employees within earshot.
Such a confident little shit, with no hesitation he nodded and replied, "Those are the best fucking tits I've seen today."
"My, my," I teased, "such language from such a young man."
"I'm not that young," he said, oozing ego. "I'm nineteen. And I'm experienced."
I chuckled. "Oh, are you now? The word 'experienced' means so little when you're only nineteen."
"I could show you just how experienced I am," he said eagerly.
I put on a show of eyeing him over, sizing him up. "Hmmm... yes, maybe you could. I tell you what," I cooed as I moved closer to him and lowered my voice, "why don't you give me a call when your shift is over and maybe I'll let you come over and put that sweet, young face in these tits."
I handed him my business card and the poor thing got so excited I thought he was going to cum right then and there. "You won't regret it," he promised as he handed me my receipt.
"No, love, I'm sure I won't."
I walked away, shaking my ass a bit for his benefit, thinking of how fun breaking this young boy's spirit would be. "Tits," I giggled to myself, "you've done it again."

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Poll - Gay or Douchebag?



This asshole wanted my opinion on his pictures after blowing me off a few months ago. Well, if my opinion is helpful, I figured others would be, too! So, what's your vote? Gay or douchebag? Bwa ha ha ha!

One response so far: "Douchebag. No gay guy would be in a shirt that lame." LMAO!

Thursday, May 7, 2009

HNT



Hmm, what am I thinking about here? Is it what a certain new-cyberer would taste like? How a certain sex bloggers cock would feel in my mouth? Or am I actually tasting myself after furiously getting myself off in the school bathroom? Hee hee, guess you'll never know! ;p

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

You Love Me, You Really Love Me!




The beautiful and sumptuous FemmeBLT chose me for the Sex Blogger Award and I am oh-so excited! I just started writing erotica a couple of months ago and I have been so thrilled to get the amazing feedback that I have received. Now I must list 5 reasons that I am worthy to be deemed sexy and then name 4 other fabulous bloggers who get to list their own sexy reasons. Here goes nothing:

1. I Am A Good Girl Gone Bad: I grew up fairly sheltered, always getting good grades, never drinking or doing drugs, always following the rules, wanting to hold out on sex. I was 21 before I lost the big V, and up until last year, my ex-husband was my first and only. In the past year, though, I've more than made up for lost time and have experienced so many new things and people. It's been wonderful!

2. I Am A TomBoy: I appear very feminine, I'm not at all butch, but I've got such a boy's personality! I love sports, video games, raunchy jokes, hot women... ;) I even used to be a champion burper. Sexy, right? ;p

3. I Guide the Future: I'm a teacher and pour my heart and soul into my students every day. Yes, I want to slap them silly quite often, but I love them all like my own children and I strive every day to get that "A-ha!" look to shine in their eyes.

4. I Have Eyes That Pierce Your Soul: The one physical aspect of me, other than my tits, that I have always liked, and I just *now* had someone tell me the same thing, are my eyes. He says: "I just like the shape of them and the coloration. I like how they move and act when you're feeling some intense pleasure. I like looking into them." They're somewhat almond shaped, deep brown coloring with flecks of gold, and they are very expressive. What do you think? :)




5. I Can Make You Hard/Wet With My Words: Physical arousal is one thing, and it's fantastic, don't get me wrong, but I think there's something oh-so-special about being able to mentally arouse someone. You can be smoking hot but have nothing upstairs. If you're able to engage my mind as well as my body, though, that's a gift. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but after getting so much great feedback from my readers, I realize that I have this gift and am thankful for it.


And here is my list of bloggers who ALSO have that gift, people who I have learned SO much from, and I am grateful to them all:

MarieIris - She is gorgeous, she is funny, she's as kick ass as I am, and I dig the hell out of her and her writing!

DocStrange - He's a super sexy man and knows how to engage my intellect, both through erotica and through our "vanilla" conversations.

PsycheDiver and Reivanna - They share a blog, so I choose them as one entity, though they are both seperately GREAT writers and fun cyber play-mates. I enjoy not only their stories but their reviews as well.

Sensual Stories - You can't have a sex blogger list without this hot lady. I can't believe she hasn't been chosen yet. Or maybe she has and she just hasn't posted yet, either way, I saved the best for last. Her sultry Southern ways only enhance her artistic, erotic writing. She is what I aspire to be. I want the grasp of the language, the sensual confidence, the experience that this amazing woman has. Not to mention I want her. ;)

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

HNT - My New Toy! (Well, ONE of the new ones)



This is the cat I just ordered. I had SO much fun with it on Tuesday night! Can't wait to use it again! :D

Help me get home? :)

Someone actually suggested that I take donations to raise money for a new lawyer to help get me away from my ex-husband, but since this is a much more realistic goal, I thought I'd try it:
Some of you may know that I am living in a city and state where I have no family or friends, and I can't move unless a judge or my ex-husband say I can. I haven't been back home to California for about 2 years now, I had to miss my grandmother's funeral, my other grandmother's health is failing, I'd like to see her before she passes, and I miss all of my family and friends! I'm hoping to get home at the end of June, but financially, it's iffy.
If you enjoy my stories and can find it in your heart to donate, I would love you forever. Even $1 would help! I will even send a special set of pictures, or maybe even a video to those who do! :D
Thanks so much to those who have donated already! *muah*






Babysitter Part 2

“You’re not embarrassed you got caught?” I asked in disbelief.
She gave a little giggle and, still working herself up and down slowly on the 8” cock, said, “You can’t be stupid enough to think this was an accident. It’s not like you came home early or anything.”
A slow smile crept across my face as I realized the planning that had gone into this and what her state of mind must have been while getting it all set up. I turned around and locked the front door, then walked over to behind the chair she was on, quickly entwining the fingers of one hand into her long, blonde hair and wrapping the other hand firmly around her throat. She gasped as I jerked her head back and ran my tongue from the base of her neck to her earlobe.
“So, tell me, you naughty bitch,” I demanded, “what is it that you want now? What did you imagine would happen, in your innocent little fantasies?”
She whimpered softly as I tightened my grip on her throat and pulled her head back further. “Did you think it would all just be fun and games? Did you think we’d play a little round of ‘I lick you, you lick me’? Or did you have any clue in that empty little head of yours that I would punish you severely for using my toy without permission?”
At the word “punish,” I squeezed her throat firmly and she made an effort to draw in a ragged breath. I loosened my grip a bit and continued, “I will NOT make this easy on you. But don’t worry, love, it won’t hurt TOO much, and if you’re a good girl, I may just let you cum.”
With that, my hand went from her throat to her hard nipple, pinching roughly and pulling upwards and I yanked up on her hair, forcing her to slide herself off of the dildo and into a standing position. “Now, you’re going to be a good little whore for Miss Panda, aren’t you?”
She whimpered her assent and then yelped as I slapped her breast.
“No, no, no. When I ask you a question, you say, ‘Yes, Miss Panda’ or ‘Yes, mistress.’ Do you understand?”
“Y-yes, mistress,” she replied, tears welling in her hazel eyes and her cute bottom lip quivering.
I stroked her breast comfortingly and released my tight grip on her hair. “There now, that’s not so bad. Now,” I cooed as I pulled the chair from between her legs and moved it to the side, “I want you down on all fours, ass up nice and high.”
Her eyes searched mine pleadingly for a few seconds, but with an encouraging tug on her hair she submitted and sank down to the floor. Her pretty round ass quivered a bit as she arched her back and stuck it in the air.
“Higher, and keep your head up,” I demanded as I used my foot to spread her knees further apart. She obeyed instantly, struggling to get her ass as high as possible. When I was satisfied with her positioning, I reassured her. “Good. Very good. Now you stay exactly like that while I go get a few other toys you seemed to have missed while you were searching for my collection.”
A visible shiver ran up her spine and I smacked her ass firmly with the palm of my hand before going into my bedroom, to the closet, and picking out the handful of instruments I would use on her.
When I returned to the living room, she was just as I had left her, head and ass lifted high, pussy deliciously exposed to me. Though her face betrayed her fear, I could see the glimmer of her juices at the lips of her pussy. Placing my toys on the coffee table, out of her eye line, I knelt in front of her face and looked deeply into her eyes.
“You’ve been a good girl so far, so here’s a little reward.” I placed my hand under her chin and lifted her face a little more, bringing her lips to mine and kissing her with intensity. She moaned softly as my tongue danced across hers. I pulled away just as she began to kiss more insistently. “Patience, love. You need your punishment before you get any more pleasure.”
I smiled at the worried look on her face. “Not so confident now, are you, you dirty slut?” I chuckled to myself. I was going to have fun with this one.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

I was her first!

This is the cyber session I had last night. My female cyber partner had never cybered before, and I was honored to be her first. She did a great job for her first time. I am Panda, obviously, and her name has been changed to the initial 'E' (for Ecstasy ;) ). Hope you enjoy!

Panda: *walks up behind you and brushes your hair away from your ear*
Panda: *whispers softly* shhh, just follow my lead
Panda: *runs my tongue lightly along your earlobe*
E: *shivers all the way down my spine*
Panda: *places my hands on your shoulders and massages gently*
Panda: *sucks lightly on your ear, blowing my warm breath into it*
Panda: *moves my lips down your neck as my hands run from your shoulders down your chest*
Panda: *nibbling your neck gently*
E: *sucks in a quick breath at the sensation and leans back against you*
Panda: *traces my fingertips lightly along the outlines of your breasts and nipples, teasing them to attention*
Panda: *then takes your breasts fully in my hands and rolls your nipples in my fingers*
Panda: *still licking and nibbling on your neck*
E: Mmm.. that feels great..
Panda: *my left hand now trails down your stomach, brushes the inside of your thigh, comes to rest in between your thighs, feeling your heat*
Panda: *whispers in your ear* mmm, i can feel your desire radiating from here
Panda: *quickly turns your chair around so you are facing me and kisses you deeply*
Panda: *my hands leaving your thighs and your breasts and now running through your hair, grabbing the back of your neck*
E: *I moan into your mouth savoring the sensation*
Panda: *running my tongue along yours, biting your lower lip gently*
E: *I follow your lead, tracing my tongue along your lips*
Panda: *cups your chin as I pull my lips away from yours, looking deeply into your eyes*
Panda: I want you to undress for me.
E: *A smile creeps across my lips as I slip slowly from the chair*
Panda: *I take your place in the chair, ready to enjoy the show*
E: *taking my time I turn away from you, gazing at you from over my shoulder*
E: *I slip my fingers slowly under my t-shirt pulling it up to expose my back before tugging over my head*
E: mmm, you tease *I smile and lick my lips*
E: *I run a hand through my messy hair as I toss the shirt aside, still watching you over my shoulder*
E: Don't worry, love, your hair will get much messier by the time I'm through with you. *wink*
E: *I turn to face you so you can watch as I unbutton my jeans, pulling the zipper down gently*
Panda: mmm, yes
E: *Sliding my hands into the waist I push them down lowly, letting them drop to the floor before I step out of them and kick them aside with one bare leg*
Panda: *huge grin as I see those beautiful legs exposed to me*
E: *I stop undressing for the moment, running my fingers up my thighs and and stomach to my breasts, wanting to prolong this moment*
Panda: Mmmm *licks my lips again, breathing becoming heavier*
Panda: *I run my own hands down between my thighs and begin rubbing slightly*
E: *I slip a finger under each of my bra straps, pulling them down off my shoulders before reaching around to the clasp behind me*
E: *I slide my fingers back, caressing my breasts through the lacy material of my bra, before tossing it away*
Panda: *I gasp softly as your perfect breasts are revealed*
Panda: mmmm
Panda: *rubbing myself a little harder*
E: *I trace my breasts with long fingers before sliding down to my panties*
E: *Tracing my finger along the elastic and pulling it down ever so slowly*
Panda: *I bite my lip in anticipation*
E: *I pull them slowly off me, letting them drop to the floor before stepping out of them*
Panda: mmm *I take a few seconds to drink you all in before standing up and walking over to you*
Panda: *wrapping my fingers in your hair, I pull your head back and dive into a very deep kiss*
Panda: *I use my free hand to trace my fingernails very lightly over the skin of your back, up and over your shoulder, over your breasts*
Panda: *I pinch your hardened nipples*
Panda: *I use my grip in your hair to pull your face away from mine*
Panda: *I quickly stoop down and take your nipple in my mouth*
Panda: *rolling my tongue around it, suckling gently*
E: *I gasp at the sensation, holding the back of your head to me*
Panda: *releasing your hair, placing one hand on the small of your back and one between your shoulder blades, pulling you closer into me*
Panda: *I suck and nibble hungrily at your breast*
Panda: *my lower hand drifts down to your ass, grabbing firmly*
E: Mmm.. yes
Panda: *I sneak one finger in between your cheeks and rub your asshole very gently*
E: *More shivers run up my spine, and I take your breasts in my hands, massaging them*
Panda: *I move my other hand from your back and run it up your thigh to your pussy, feeling your wetness*
Panda: mmmm *I moan against your nipple*
Panda: *I begin to rub your clit gently*
E: Mmm...
Panda: *I move my fingers from your clit to your pussy, teasing open your warm folds and slipping my middle finger inside*
Panda: *I press it deep inside of you, finding your G-spot and rubbing it*
Panda: *using the heel of my palm to rub your clit*
E: *I moan loudly, pressing myself tighter against you*
Panda: *my finger still inside of you, I move my hand from your ass up to your shoulder and push you down to your knees, moving with you*
Panda: *from your knees, I push you backwards to the floor*
Panda: *continuing to stroke your G-spot and rub your clit*
Panda: *pushing your knees open with my free hand, I position myself between your thighs*
Panda: *running my tongue from your knee up the inside of your thigh*
Panda: *nibbling gently on the very deepest part of your thigh, just before your pussy begins*
E: *I gasp as my hips buck, wanting that warmth just a bit farther*
Panda: *I smile, knowing I've got you where I want you and continue to dance my tongue around your pussy but never actually touching it*
Panda: *still rubbing your G-spot with my finger*
E: *I moan as my hips buck again and again*
Panda: *I whisper mischeviously* If you want my tongue where I think you want it, you need to tell me.
Panda: Tell me how much you want it.
Panda: Tell me, E.
E: Mmm... I really want you to lick my pussy
Panda: Mmm *I smile for a split second before diving in, attacking your clit with my tongue*
E: *I gasp at the contact that I had been aching for*
E: *My back arches, my pussy craving all the contact it can with your mouth*
Panda: *I suck hungrily on your clit, rolling m tongue around it*
Panda: *rubbing your G-spot with more fervor*
Panda: *moaning onto your clit, vibrations causing even more intense sensations*
Panda: *I slip a second finger in you as well, fucking your pussy with both fingers*
E: *I moan loudly, holding the back of your head to me as I get closer and closer to climax*
Panda: *fucking and sucking even harder, I use my free hand to begin massaging your asshole again*
E: mmmmm
Panda: *furiously trying to bring you to climax, wanting to feel your pussy spasm around my fingers*
E: *I twitch as the first round hits me*
E: *Moaning loudly I push myself further into your fingers*
Panda: oooooohhhh *moaning into your pussy*
Panda: *still licking and fucking*
E: Mmmm.. *It hits me hard and my muscles spasm around your fingers, coating your mouth with my juices*
Panda: *i gasp and try to swallow all of your juices*
Panda: MMM!!
Panda: *tongue still working your clit furiously*
E: *I lay twitching from the aftershocks, breathing heavily*
Panda: *slowing my tongue and my fingers, allowing you to come down8
Panda: *I pull my fingers out of you and bring them to my mouth, sucking every last drop of you off of me*
E: *I moan as you pull them out, sending another wave of aftershocks up my spine*
Panda: *I smile down at you as your breasts heave invitingly*
Panda: *I kiss each of your nipples lightly*
Panda: Sooo... how was that?
E: Wow..
E: lol
E: that was fun

Sunday, April 26, 2009

Babysitter Part 1 (MfM - Suction)

As I returned home from my date, I didn’t think the night could have gone any better. A first date is always nerve-wracking for me, as cool as I may play things, but it went really well, we got along great, and even though he gave me a very intense kiss when he dropped me off at home, I was a good girl and didn’t invite him up. Didn’t want to be *too* forward on the first date, you know. ;)
Now as I climbed the stairs to my apartment, all I could think of was paying the babysitter, sending her home, and climbing into bed with a toy or two to take care of the throbbing in my clit. His kiss really *was* that electrifying. As I climbed the last step, my shoe slipped off so I steadied myself against my front door frame to put it back on. With my head bent over close to the door, I could hear some sort of commotion coming from inside my apartment, it sounded like someone being slapped.
I was startled and frightened at first and I quickly stuck the key into the lock but paused as I realized I could pick out the sound of soft moaning and the soundtrack to my favorite porn DVD amongst the slapping sounds. “The little bitch found my collection,” I thought to myself with a smirk. I slowly and quietly turned the key in the lock and then the doorknob, anticipating the classic look or horror and embarrassment I would see on her face when she found she had been caught.
With the doorknob fully turned, I pushed the door open just a crack. My front door opens into my living room and my tv is on the wall opposite the door. Sure enough, on the screen was the best scene of my favorite DVD, a smoking hot Latina getting stuffed from both ends by 2 well-endowed studs. And there, right in front of the tv, was the cute, innocent-looking babysitter, fucking herself with my large suction cup dildo, which was suctioned firmly to a dining room chair.
I watched her pert little breasts bounce up and down as she rode the cock and felt myself getting wet as I heard soft moans escape her lips. With a big smile on my face, I pushed the door all the way open, stepped in, and closed the door with a bit of force behind me. She jumped a bit at the sound of the door and whipped her head around to see me, but instead of the wide eyes and quick blush that I expected to see, her eyes stared at me steadily and she licked her lips, catching me deliciously off guard…

Friday, April 24, 2009

You Tell Me

You tell me that you've missed me
but yet you're never here.
You tell me I'm important
but you don't comfort me when I fear.
You tell me you want me around
but one day a week is enough.
You tell me I can share with you
but you're never good with emotional stuff.
You tell me this, you tell me that,
and your words all sound so good.
But where are the actions to back them up?
You don't do the things you should.
No matter how well things seem to go
you always find a way to let me down.
I'm not without feelings,
I'm not the ever-smiling clown.
You're content with the way things are
but I most certainly am not.
I have given it the good 'ol college try,
I've given you a worthy shot.
Now the question is,
though it may sound strange,
when am I going to get the strength
to tell myself to make the change?

Thursday, April 23, 2009

HNT


Just another day at school. If only my students knew what I did when they were out of the classroom, eh? ;)

Friday, April 17, 2009

MfM - Better Late Than Never

This week's topic was Growth. This year has been full of personal growth, so I went with that. It's not much of a sexy story, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless.



It’s hard to believe that it’s been almost a year since I met you. My first experience in dating after my separation, and look how well it turned out. When I left him, I was broken down, a shadow of my former self. The years of his bullshit had basically pushed any self-confidence I had out the window. After leaving him, I didn’t expect to start dating so soon, let alone find someone I clicked so well with. But you were the first and I know that you were sent to me not only to help me return to who I was before him, but also to help me grow into something so much more. You opened my eyes to so many things: what a real man is like, how comfortable two people can be with each other, how my wants and needs can come first, how I can give myself completely to someone else again. It’s been a year of giving into my desires, of learning new things about myself, of finding pleasure out of giving pleasure, of mind-blowing sex, of new kinks, of long hours of talking and holding one another. Things with us aren’t ideal for me, I want so much more of you than I have, but I am a new woman because of you, and I am eternally grateful.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Happy Early HNT!









To make up for my lack of a MfM, which I still plan on writing before the next MfM is posted (I promise! Things have been so hectic), I am posting my HNT early AND including a few different pictures. Hope you enjoy! :)




Wednesday, April 8, 2009

It's HNT time once again!


This was the corset I bought and wore for Valentine's Day. Yes, I know, the boy who got to experience it was lucky. ;) Maybe some day I'll post a picture of the full outfit, garters, stockings, heels and all. ;)

Monday, April 6, 2009

It's in the Cards (MfM submission)


My first time in Vegas and I was living it up. Sure, I was there for my friend’s bachelorette party, but she was fairly conservative and was in bed before 1am every night we were there. After I was a good friend and tucked her in bed, another friend and I would head back out to the casino or the club and let loose. Even though we were hit on by men left and right, none of them had any game, none of them were lucky enough to get me back to their hotel rooms.
Our last night in Vegas, though, once again the bride-to-be was asleep early, and while my crazy companion was hitting the slots, I decided to go big at the Blackjack table. A few hands in, I was up $150 and feeling good when I felt a body slide into the empty seat next to me.
“If you get Blackjack in the next hand, you come up to my room with me. Deal?”
His whispered breath is warm on my ear but still sends a shiver down my spine. I look over to see who has the nerve enough to say something like this to me and find myself staring into the most beautiful green eyes I’ve ever seen, in stark contrast to his jet black hair. His confident smile reveals perfectly straight, perfectly white teeth and a sexy dimple in each of his cheeks. I’m so mesmerized by those eyes and that smile that I don’t notice anything else about him.
I pull my eyes away from him as the dealer says, “Place your bets.” I give my best attempt at an eye roll and a sigh of annoyance but do not answer the mystery man. I put down a $100 chip and the dealer lays down my first card. An Ace. The mystery man gives a little chuckle. I can feel his piercing eyes on me but don’t give him the satisfaction of looking.
As if to test my resolve, the mystery man puts his hand on my bare knee. His flesh is like fire on my cool skin. I jump slightly, but still don’t say anything. The dealer shoots me a concerned look but I give him a small smile and shake my head to tell him there’s nothing to be worried about. He shrugs and places the next card in front of me. The King of Hearts.
Mystery man’s hand moves slightly up my thigh. “Blackjack!” says the dealer and he pushes over my winnings. I’m stunned and can’t move. Mystery man takes my purse off of my lap, places the chips in it, takes my hand and pulls me up out of my chair. Even though I am a tall woman, 5’10”, he still towers over me. He must be 6’6”, at least. He leans down and whispers, “I’m your King tonight. It’s in the cards.” With a wink, he leads me away.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

HNT - Tub Time!


This is supposed to fit the "blushing" theme, but it's hard to see since I took this pic with my camera phone. My legs, tummy and chest are flushed red because of the hot water and because I had just finished cumming when I took this. Enjoy! ;)

Sunday, March 29, 2009

MfM - Long Distance

A hotel room 1,200 miles away held the object of my lust prisoner. I had only seen him in person once, only talked to him briefly since then, but he occupied my thoughts constantly. I wondered what it would be like to slowly undress him, run my hands over his fit body, kiss every inch of his chocolate skin, feel his growing bulge underneath his pants. Even with these fantasies, though, never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d be sitting at my computer, sending him pictures of myself and receiving pictures of him. Each picture we sent upped the ante of the last, until finally he was staring at a picture of my pussy and ass, butt plug firmly in place and I was looking at a picture of his cock in one hand and his other hand venturing to places out of the frame. Over 2 hours of pictorial and verbal exchanges left us both touching ourselves, furiously bringing ourselves to orgasm, thinking about things that would happen were we with each other in person. If only that were possible…

Saturday, March 28, 2009

2 minutes

“I’ll be there in 2 minutes,” the text read. My heart skipped a beat and I quickly put on the rest of my outfit for the evening, a slinky, black see-through camisole and black lace boy shorts. I threw my hair up in pigtails and licked my lips as I imagined them being used as handlebars while my mouth was wrapped around his cock. I put on a silk robe over my surprise just as the knock sounded at the door.
I unlocked the door and pulled it open slowly, allowing my excitement at seeing him to quiet itself a little before I took action. He looked so hot as always, my fit gamer geek. A quick second to drink him all in and then I reached for his hand and pulled him inside. No words were exchanged as I led him to the bedroom and sat him on the edge of the bed, pulling off my robe and dropping it to the floor.
His gasp of desire as he saw how I had dressed up for him sent a shiver up my spine and it was only a split second before his hands were on me, pulling me to him, exploring my curves with his hands and his mouth. His fingertips lightly played at my silk-covered nipples, perking them up instantly and making my clit throb. He moaned as my nipples grew hard and brought his mouth down to cover them, biting them gently at first and then with more insistency as I ran my fingers through his hair. Each nibble, each flick of the tongue caused an electric shock to run through me, starting between my legs and running up my back.
After what felt like an eternity of his exploration, I couldn’t stand not having his thick cock in my mouth anymore. I pushed him away from me, urgently drew his shirt up over his head and dropped his pants and boxers to the floor. I gasped lightly as I saw him waiting for me, engorged and quivering. I ran my hand lightly over his balls, enjoying the feeling of the freshly shaven sack, and then up over his shaft. As my hands travelled to his chest, I pushed him back onto the bed and took my position between his thighs.
I focused my attention first on his smooth balls, licking each one, sucking them into my mouth and rolling my tongue around them. When I felt his sack had been sufficiently pampered, I popped the fleshy lumps out of my mouth and ran my tongue up the length of his shaft, circled his head and then took his cock quickly in my mouth, slamming my head down and taking him all the way to the back of my throat. He grabbed a hold of my pigtails and forced my head down even farther, making me gag on his tasty rod. His moans got me even more excited and wet, something I didn’t think was possible.
Even though his cock and balls were extremely delicious, I was hungry to feel him inside of me. I held out for as long as I could, teasing his cock with my mouth, assaulting the back of my throat with his tip, but finally I gave in. I pulled my mouth off of his cock and stripped off my camisole and my panties, throwing them carelessly to the floor. I straddled his hips and lowered my dripping slit onto him, rubbing my clit on his tip and coating him with my juices.
Reaching down and taking his slippery shaft in my hand, I guided it to my waiting cunt, putting just the head in and reveling at how good it felt. Then, easing down slowly on him, grabbing the top of the headboard for balance, I began to grind against him, feeling him hit my sweet spot, bucking my hips up and down to maximize pleasure for us both. Alternating between slow, shallow thrusts and hard, deep ones, forcing my rhythm on him and not allowing his hands on my hips to control me, I continued to ride him until I got an inspired idea.
I slid myself to the tip of his cock and paused, looking down at him with what I’m sure was a mischievous grin. I reached down and took hold of him, slipping him out of my pussy and guiding him further back, loving the surprised look on his face as I pressed my ass down on him. Because he was thoroughly drenched, we didn’t need any extra lube, and with just a bit of coaxing, my tight spot opened up and I took him in, eliciting a loud moan from the both of us. He reached down and grabbed my cheeks, pulling them apart, and I gently worked my ass down his shaft until he had disappeared entirely inside of me.
As he fucked my ass, I rubbed my clit fiercely, knowing that he wouldn’t last much longer. Having him in my ass felt so fantastic that it wasn’t long before I was brought to orgasm, exploding upon him, coming with such force that it sent him over the edge as well. I could feel his cock spasm as he expelled his seed into me, filling me with the hot liquid.
As our orgasms subsided and our juices pooled on the bed, he pulled out of me and I collapsed on his chest. His heartbeat lulled me into a semi-conscious state and we held each other as our breathing returned to normal.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

HNT

Alas, I had no musical instruments to do a #musicalhnt. My students are ALWAYS leaving their recorders in my room, but none today! I took this one quickly in the restroom here at work. Not easy to take a picture of your back with a camera phone, let me tell you! this is the first of two tattoos I have gotten, a Celtic-type cross that I designed. I like it a lot. It's purple, my favorite color, and obviously represents my faith. Is it an oxymoron for me to be a Christian sexblogger? Yes? Well, I don't give a shit. :p
Cheers. :)

Sunday, March 22, 2009

MfM - Lazy Morning

As consciousness returns to me, I keep my eyes closed but take inventory of the delicious position that I am in. My head is on his chest, my arm is draped across his stomach, our legs are entwined together. This is the same position that we collapsed into last night and I can’t help but smile as the other positions from last night replay in my head. As he feels me shift my body slightly, he begins to stroke my hair, lulling me back into a deep relaxation. I revel in the warmth of his skin, the smell of his hair, the consistent thump of his heartbeat. I don’t get many of these mornings, not many off from being a mom, so I soak up every aspect of this rare sleeping-in experience. There is only one thing that would make this lazy morning completely perfect. He seems to have read my mind and his hand makes its way slowly from my hair down my back, sending a shiver up my spine…

Thursday, March 19, 2009

HNT - Picture and a Poem!


You have a power over me,
You're stuck in my head.
I can't stop thinking
about all the things that you said.
"I'll make you my slave, girl,
I want you right now.
Don't be afraid,
I'll show you how."
Forcing me onto my knees,
you made me your own,
I didn't dare question
your authoritative tone.
Thinking about your voice,
I can't help but touch.
I'm a slave to your demands,
I want to please you so much.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Upcoming Projects

I'm getting so much awesome feedback about my stories. I never thought when I wrote my first story for Microfantasy Monday that writing erotica would become such a big part of my life. It's been such a great outlet for me and I really appreciate all of the comments that you all have left me. I am hoping to begin a longer work, something based more in fantasy, soon. I also have ideas for a novel I'd like to begin writing, something based loosely on my experiences since I separated from my ex-husband, a humorous yet erotic depiction of a divorcee coping with the new experiences of being single once again.
The only thing standing in my way is time! There are so many things going on at work and then my kids keep me busy at home, of course. I'm really hoping to start working on the long fantasy story soon and I'm going to start outlining the novel, too.
Just wanted to give you an ipdate of what's going on with me. Thanks again for your feedback. I hope you keep you entertained and hard/wet for a long time to come! :)

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Microfantasy Monday - My Irish Goddess

My Irish goddess. Flaming red hair. Beautiful green eyes. Perfect pale skin. Skin that shows marks and bruises easily. She always asked for more, though. Harder. New implements of pain. She got bored with my hands fairly quickly. I tried a spatula. Not enough, she said. Went through bamboo canes, a riding crop, a few different paddles… nothing satisfied her. She lived for the marks I left on her body. Though I was afraid to hurt her, her cries of ecstasy mixed with pain always kept me going, kept me hard as a rock.
This time, I pulled out all the stops and included a MagnaStrap and a cat o’ nine tails in our play. I held back at first, but as she begged for more, I went full force, alternating between the strap and the cat, not stopping until I began to draw blood. After I got her worked up with a good spanking, it only took the slightest touch to her clit to make her cum - a screaming, writhing orgasm that left her a puddle on the bed. After she got her senses back, she returned the favor with the most intense blow job I’d ever had, swallowing every bit of me that I expelled. Looking back over her shoulder at the red stripes I had left, she smiled. Kissing my tip lightly, she whispered, “Thank you,” rolled over onto her side, avoiding the sore welts on her beautiful back and ass, and fell asleep, finally satiated.

Friday, March 13, 2009

The Christmas Party

My first openly bisexual friend was amazingly hot. Tits, hips, ass, total package. And best of all, she had this attitude about her that was just so damn sexy. I wanted her from the first moment I saw her, but I had never been with a woman before and I was too shy to make a move. We hung out on occasion, she took me to my first gay club, she helped me feel comfortable with my newfound attraction to women.
I was excited when she invited me to go with her to her company Christmas party – it was in a swanky hotel downtown and we’d be getting a room for the night. We were getting ready in the room before the party and as she stood in front of the vanity mirror putting on makeup, in nothing but a black silk thong, I couldn’t help but to fantasize about what it would be like to have her perfect breasts swinging in front of my face as we ground our wet pussies together. I couldn’t force myself out of shy status to make a move. While my mind was racing, my body went through the motions of getting dressed for the party.
Once we were ready and we made our way downstairs. The night was great, delicious food, free drinks, rockin’ DJ. She and I were about the only two up on the dance floor, but I had a blast. We both got pretty tipsy at the party and even more so when we went to the hotel’s bar afterwards. Finally at closing time, we stumbled up to the room and started getting ready for bed.
Again as she undressed and I saw her body freed from the restrictive fabric of her dress, I found myself getting wet, but my brain was unable to make my body take action. She slipped into a nightshirt that hugged her curves beautifully and after her bedtime routine was complete, climbed into the queen-sized bed. I hurriedly finished my routine and, kicking myself because I was such a wuss, climbed in beside her.
We both lay there for a while, shifting to get comfortable. I was trying to work up the nerve to touch her as I so badly wanted to. Finally I broke through my paralyzing fear, rolled onto my side toward her, and casually flopped my hand on her thigh, pretending (I’m sure not convincingly) that I was asleep. I was caught off guard by her immediate response: a soft moan, her rolling closer toward me, her hand grazing my breasts.
My breath caught in my throat as I wondered what to do next. I barely got through the first stage of freaking out when she moved closer and kissed me. Her lips were as soft as I had imagined they would be, her tongue insistent as it thrust into my mouth. She took over completely and, tension gone, I gave into her leadership.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

It's Half Nekkid Thursday once again!


Warming up after getting out of the shower. I sleep nekkid so there's no sense in putting on clothes after the shower for 1/2 hour only to take them right back off for bed, right? ;)

Monday, March 9, 2009

Microfantasy Monday - Flame

The bonfire was raging, our friends were drunk and laughing, music was blaring. With all of the action going on around us, ours was happening secretly, heavy petting under the blanket that protected us from the cool breeze of the ocean.
We always had difficulty keeping our hands and our mouths off of each other. The electricity between us crackled constantly and when the flame caught, we found ourselves locked in the nearest bathroom, pulled over on the side of the road, pressed into a waiting dark corner; hands flying, clothes disappearing, hungry mouths searching, bodies writhing in pleasure.
Our activities had always been kept private but as I felt him grow underneath my hand, warm and pulsating, the most beautiful cock I’d ever had the pleasure of being with, I couldn’t resist. I tore off the blanket and sank to my knees before him, loving his surprised gasp as I took him in my mouth, allowing everyone around us to see my efforts, lit by the flame of the bonfire.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Once Again

We’re supposed to be just friends. You had your chance with me, you missed out, I have to refrain from letting you back into my bed. My head knows this, why aren’t my hands behaving? Why are they insisting on running through your hair, your beautiful, silky, long blonde hair? I never thought long hair on men was that attractive, until you.
Okay, the hands were bad enough, but now my mouth is rebelling against my brain, too? I can’t stop it from being pulled to your exposed ear, my tongue tracing the outline of your earlobe, my lips hungrily pulling as you gasp and moan. You always were a sucker for having your ear kissed.
I know I shouldn’t be doing this but I can’t resist. You were the best lover I had ever had, opened me up to so many new things, taught me so much about myself and my sexuality. My second thoughts are pushed out of my head as you return my kisses, though, as you start to run your hands over my wanting body. The only thing I can think of is taking you in my mouth once again, feeling your body press against me, being filled with you. Friend or not, no matter the consequences, I want you once more.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

HNT



I've put this picture up on Twitter before, but I thought it would be appropriate for my first HNT submission! :)

Monday, March 2, 2009

Microfantasy Monday - Suspension Theme

I could feel their warm breath upon me, stark contrast to the cold leather straps that held me in the air, weightless and exposed. My senses of touch, smell and sound were heightened, making up for the complete blackness that the velvet blindfold left me in. I could smell the sweet odor of perfume mixed with cologne, perspiration mixed with arousal. Her breath was just barely audible above his whispered directions as she ran her hands over my body, but I could hear it well enough to recognize the desire and, surprisingly to me, fear that she was experiencing.
She had been the one to initiate this rendezvous, contacting me through one of the few “dating” sites that I belonged to. She wasn’t shy when selling herself and her husband on the internet, that’s for sure. She had me dripping wet after every conversation I had with her until, finally, I broke down and agreed to help them realize their fantasy. Now as I was suspended here, nervous and waiting for the next move, I wondered why she would have any reason to be afraid…