So far the "worship her with my tongue" pervs are in the lead at over 60%.
Oh my dear Flowers.....you are making me positively squirmy.
*grin*
-- UPDATE --
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy...........So far 44 Flowers want to worship me with their tongues.
*passes out with a smile on her face*
Friday, September 30, 2005
Other Half
Other Half has re-nicknamed himself.
From hence forth, he shall be known as "Sex Machine".
LMAO!
More soon...
From hence forth, he shall be known as "Sex Machine".
LMAO!
More soon...
Thursday, September 29, 2005
CBFTW's book and spreading new linky-luv.....
Oh. My. Gawd.
I read Colby "CBFTW" Buzzell's book "My War" last night from cover-to-cover.
I haven't mentioned this much, but he's my "Blogfather", the reason I started blogging. That man means so much to me. I wouldn't know any of you if not for him!
I need a day to process the book, read parts of it again, and then I'll post a review.
BUY. HIS. BOOK.
There's a link to amazon.com on his site. Click on his name above.
-
I finally got around to updating my links again.
Newbies -
Alice - Found her via Pooshie. Fellow Republican, an American living in England. She's mighty fun and eats site pests for breakfast. Love her!
Billy D - I always seem to agree with Billy D. *grin* Something tells me he is a lot wilder than he lets on...
Catfish - I love Catfish. I found him through Acidman. Classy, funny southern gentleman. A great read.
Hazel - Hazel is a newbie to the blogosphere. Go wish her well. She's a wonderful writer. I always leave her site tipsy for some reason. *grin*
Livey - Livey nicknamed me a "Sexual Barbie-doll". I love her for it! *giggling* She always makes me giggle.
Roy - My youngster. A mere 20 years old. He's a doll. He's off somewhere galavanting across the world at the moment, but will be back soon.
That Dude from Philly - I see this guy everywhere. He gets around more than I do! *giggle* Smart, funny, and doesn't mind getting his chops busted. Love that!
Jade, my favorite degenerate is back! He is linked in my "naughty" links. I love his site, but warning, it is not work safe!
Go exploring, my darling Flowers.
More links soon.
xoxoxoxoxoxo
-b
I read Colby "CBFTW" Buzzell's book "My War" last night from cover-to-cover.
I haven't mentioned this much, but he's my "Blogfather", the reason I started blogging. That man means so much to me. I wouldn't know any of you if not for him!
I need a day to process the book, read parts of it again, and then I'll post a review.
BUY. HIS. BOOK.
There's a link to amazon.com on his site. Click on his name above.
-
I finally got around to updating my links again.
Newbies -
Alice - Found her via Pooshie. Fellow Republican, an American living in England. She's mighty fun and eats site pests for breakfast. Love her!
Billy D - I always seem to agree with Billy D. *grin* Something tells me he is a lot wilder than he lets on...
Catfish - I love Catfish. I found him through Acidman. Classy, funny southern gentleman. A great read.
Hazel - Hazel is a newbie to the blogosphere. Go wish her well. She's a wonderful writer. I always leave her site tipsy for some reason. *grin*
Livey - Livey nicknamed me a "Sexual Barbie-doll". I love her for it! *giggling* She always makes me giggle.
Roy - My youngster. A mere 20 years old. He's a doll. He's off somewhere galavanting across the world at the moment, but will be back soon.
That Dude from Philly - I see this guy everywhere. He gets around more than I do! *giggle* Smart, funny, and doesn't mind getting his chops busted. Love that!
Jade, my favorite degenerate is back! He is linked in my "naughty" links. I love his site, but warning, it is not work safe!
Go exploring, my darling Flowers.
More links soon.
xoxoxoxoxoxo
-b
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
heheheheheee
I. Am. Such. A. Damn. Flirt.
PS.
I got a search engine hit today for "screaming orgasm". I am soooooo high fiving myself over that one.
PSS.
Do you think I'm scary? *dramatic sigh*
PS.
I got a search engine hit today for "screaming orgasm". I am soooooo high fiving myself over that one.
PSS.
Do you think I'm scary? *dramatic sigh*
Position of the week *purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*
Oh my goodness Flowers.
We sure are making up for lost time at the House of Blondage.
You'd think we were two horny teenagers the way we've been going at it.
Wooooooooooooot!!!!!
*very happy sigh*
Had verrrrry hawwwwt sex last night.
It's been a while since I did a "Position of the week".......so here we go! Something we did last night....
After lots and lots of making out....*purrrrrrrr*.......
Other Half: On his left side, up a bit on his left elbow
Blondage: On my right side, right arm under his elevated left shoulder, wrapped around him tight
Other Half: Slid his top leg, his right one, in between mine so that my left leg was up and over his hip
Blondage: Curved body in to his while we made out
Other Half: Was then in perfect position to reach over my left hip to my ass.....and boy did I ever get a spanking
Blondage: I held on for dear life as he swatted me hard. Delicious.
.....and when we were ready, he shifted his leg out of his way a bit and entered me......and kept spanking me the whole time.........
.....and I am totally squirming today. Sore!!!!!!
mmmmmmmMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmm......................
Damn.
Other Half is.......simply amazing.
We sure are making up for lost time at the House of Blondage.
You'd think we were two horny teenagers the way we've been going at it.
Wooooooooooooot!!!!!
*very happy sigh*
Had verrrrry hawwwwt sex last night.
It's been a while since I did a "Position of the week".......so here we go! Something we did last night....
After lots and lots of making out....*purrrrrrrr*.......
Other Half: On his left side, up a bit on his left elbow
Blondage: On my right side, right arm under his elevated left shoulder, wrapped around him tight
Other Half: Slid his top leg, his right one, in between mine so that my left leg was up and over his hip
Blondage: Curved body in to his while we made out
Other Half: Was then in perfect position to reach over my left hip to my ass.....and boy did I ever get a spanking
Blondage: I held on for dear life as he swatted me hard. Delicious.
.....and when we were ready, he shifted his leg out of his way a bit and entered me......and kept spanking me the whole time.........
.....and I am totally squirming today. Sore!!!!!!
mmmmmmmMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmm......................
Damn.
Other Half is.......simply amazing.
Monday, September 26, 2005
My little marathon....
We were both pacing, waiting for our company to disperse...
Heated looks from across the room...
"Accidental" touches when no one was looking...
It was almost like being in high school again.
Waiting, hoping for alone time.
And then......finally........they were all gone.
We raced up the stairs, laughing like kids.
He swatted my ass the entire way up....
I pretended to mind. ;)
We reached the bedroom, and ripped our clothes off.
We were so excited, we didn't bother with foreplay.
Within maybe.....five minutes of company leaving, I was cumming. Hard.
*purrrrrrrrrr purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*
About a half hour or so later, Other Half and I came together. Hard. *grin*
After round one, we stayed in bed, laughing and making out.
It wasn't long before round two was in full swing.
OH! SWING!!!! We have one, it just isn't bolted to the ceiling properly yet. *meow*
Anyways.....
Round two was slower.....sweeter.....lots of kissing, gentle teasing....lovely.
We fell asleep wrapped around each other. mmmMMMmmm......
I woke up when I felt something being wrapped around my left wrist.
I tried to stretch, and realized my right wrist was already strapped and hooked to the bed.
Sneaky bastige. heheheheee
I focused on Other Half's face, and KNEW I was in trouble. LOL! He is capable the most devilish facial expressions! LOL!
He pulled every torture device from our toy chest (which I really need to take pics of for you. Woo hoo!) and laid them on the bed.
My whole body quivers when he does that.
He turned me a bit on my side, and began to spank me, hard, with his hands.
mmmMMMmmm.....I love paddles and such, but hands are soooooooo much more intimate, don't you think? mmmMMMmmm..........
After getting my ass nice and red, he began to kiss his way up and down my body. Rubbing, soothing my ass. Kissing my back and neck......Yummm.......
And just when I started to relax, my sneaky boy started after me with a crop. Personally, I don't think crops hurt very much, but Other Half loves using it so I moan....a lot.....*grin*.........
If he hits the same spot over and over, it will eventually start to ache, even with the crop.
So, he got me to that point and stopped....and started kissing up and down my body again.
He whispered wonderfully naughty things in my ear. I LOVE being talked dirty to. Gets me every time. Probably why I love phone sex so much.....
Soooo......
He whispers in my ear that I can cum when I'm ready *melt*. Usually he doesn't allow that, so I must have been good lately. *giggle*
I was still cuffed/attached to the headboard, and on my side. He unlatched me from the bed, turned me on my tummy, and re-attached me to the head board.
Oh my my my.
I felt something cold on my clit. It took me a second to realize it was ice. Oh man. Ice. While he was touching the ice to my clit, he poured some of our heating massage oil all over my ass and pussy.
OMG.
He began to blow on the massage oil, heating it up.
I was going nuts.
He backed off and I whined and whimpered. *grin*
THEN I hear a match strike, and I begin to feel wax on my lower back and my ass.
He put the ice back on my clit as he kept pouring the wax on my ass.
OMG.
I was squirming all over the place. Trying to get away from the cold of the ice, but wanting more of the heat...
He blew out the candle, and I waited....
And finally, I felt his tongue inside my pussy........and I came immediately.....and he kept licking, and touching, (he kicks ass at multi-tasking) until I came a second and a third time.
I was screaming for his cock.
He moved me up on to my knees, spanked my ass a few times, and thrust inside me.
And ohhhhhh my gawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwd was it ever good..................
I love it when he cums inside me from behind.
*melts*
We woke up the next morning....had some more "sweet lovin' down by the fire".....
Now that I think about it, we sure did do a lot of vanilla for some reason.
Anyways....
I came downstairs for snacks and snuck in an email and comment or two....*giggle*....
Went back to bed for the next round....
mmmMMMmmmm.......this time he used my vibe on me.....I love that during oral. Remember that men! Use a vibe on your woman!!!!!!!!!!!!
Then I got to be on top. YEE HAWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I rode him until we couldn't move. *grin*
We had another nap.
I woke up to Other Half kissing my neck.
mmmMMMmmm
My neck is very sensitive.......
I was ready, but he had other plans.
This time he cuffed my wrists behind my back and had me kneel.
He sat on the bed.
I sucked and licked him for a long time, teasing him with my lips and tongue (but no teeth! I remembered Cig! LOL!).
He stood me up, spun me around, uncuffed my wrists but grabbed my arms and held them behind me.....and lowered me down.
mmmmMMMMMmmmm......
I love that position. Isn't it called reverse cowgirl in porn talk?
We stayed in this position for a while. Eventually he grabbed both of my arms with his left hand so that he could reach around me and play with my clit.
BAM!
Instant orgasm.
After I came, he released my arms and flipped me on to the bed. He grabbed my ankles, pushed them back towards my head, and slammed in to me.
*shiver*
He fucked me for a while, and when he was close to cumming, released my legs and climbed up my body. He straddled my breasts. I raised my head, and took him deep in to my mouth, and he came...and came....and came........
And we collapsed........and slept quite well. *grin* And I woke up sore as hell, with slight bruises on my ass. Yumm.
And now....I am so turned on from reliving everything, that I need more.
Later Flowers!
*wicked grin*
Heated looks from across the room...
"Accidental" touches when no one was looking...
It was almost like being in high school again.
Waiting, hoping for alone time.
And then......finally........they were all gone.
We raced up the stairs, laughing like kids.
He swatted my ass the entire way up....
I pretended to mind. ;)
We reached the bedroom, and ripped our clothes off.
We were so excited, we didn't bother with foreplay.
Within maybe.....five minutes of company leaving, I was cumming. Hard.
*purrrrrrrrrr purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*
About a half hour or so later, Other Half and I came together. Hard. *grin*
After round one, we stayed in bed, laughing and making out.
It wasn't long before round two was in full swing.
OH! SWING!!!! We have one, it just isn't bolted to the ceiling properly yet. *meow*
Anyways.....
Round two was slower.....sweeter.....lots of kissing, gentle teasing....lovely.
We fell asleep wrapped around each other. mmmMMMmmm......
I woke up when I felt something being wrapped around my left wrist.
I tried to stretch, and realized my right wrist was already strapped and hooked to the bed.
Sneaky bastige. heheheheee
I focused on Other Half's face, and KNEW I was in trouble. LOL! He is capable the most devilish facial expressions! LOL!
He pulled every torture device from our toy chest (which I really need to take pics of for you. Woo hoo!) and laid them on the bed.
My whole body quivers when he does that.
He turned me a bit on my side, and began to spank me, hard, with his hands.
mmmMMMmmm.....I love paddles and such, but hands are soooooooo much more intimate, don't you think? mmmMMMmmm..........
After getting my ass nice and red, he began to kiss his way up and down my body. Rubbing, soothing my ass. Kissing my back and neck......Yummm.......
And just when I started to relax, my sneaky boy started after me with a crop. Personally, I don't think crops hurt very much, but Other Half loves using it so I moan....a lot.....*grin*.........
If he hits the same spot over and over, it will eventually start to ache, even with the crop.
So, he got me to that point and stopped....and started kissing up and down my body again.
He whispered wonderfully naughty things in my ear. I LOVE being talked dirty to. Gets me every time. Probably why I love phone sex so much.....
Soooo......
He whispers in my ear that I can cum when I'm ready *melt*. Usually he doesn't allow that, so I must have been good lately. *giggle*
I was still cuffed/attached to the headboard, and on my side. He unlatched me from the bed, turned me on my tummy, and re-attached me to the head board.
Oh my my my.
I felt something cold on my clit. It took me a second to realize it was ice. Oh man. Ice. While he was touching the ice to my clit, he poured some of our heating massage oil all over my ass and pussy.
OMG.
He began to blow on the massage oil, heating it up.
I was going nuts.
He backed off and I whined and whimpered. *grin*
THEN I hear a match strike, and I begin to feel wax on my lower back and my ass.
He put the ice back on my clit as he kept pouring the wax on my ass.
OMG.
I was squirming all over the place. Trying to get away from the cold of the ice, but wanting more of the heat...
He blew out the candle, and I waited....
And finally, I felt his tongue inside my pussy........and I came immediately.....and he kept licking, and touching, (he kicks ass at multi-tasking) until I came a second and a third time.
I was screaming for his cock.
He moved me up on to my knees, spanked my ass a few times, and thrust inside me.
And ohhhhhh my gawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwd was it ever good..................
I love it when he cums inside me from behind.
*melts*
We woke up the next morning....had some more "sweet lovin' down by the fire".....
Now that I think about it, we sure did do a lot of vanilla for some reason.
Anyways....
I came downstairs for snacks and snuck in an email and comment or two....*giggle*....
Went back to bed for the next round....
mmmMMMmmmm.......this time he used my vibe on me.....I love that during oral. Remember that men! Use a vibe on your woman!!!!!!!!!!!!
Then I got to be on top. YEE HAWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I rode him until we couldn't move. *grin*
We had another nap.
I woke up to Other Half kissing my neck.
mmmMMMmmm
My neck is very sensitive.......
I was ready, but he had other plans.
This time he cuffed my wrists behind my back and had me kneel.
He sat on the bed.
I sucked and licked him for a long time, teasing him with my lips and tongue (but no teeth! I remembered Cig! LOL!).
He stood me up, spun me around, uncuffed my wrists but grabbed my arms and held them behind me.....and lowered me down.
mmmmMMMMMmmmm......
I love that position. Isn't it called reverse cowgirl in porn talk?
We stayed in this position for a while. Eventually he grabbed both of my arms with his left hand so that he could reach around me and play with my clit.
BAM!
Instant orgasm.
After I came, he released my arms and flipped me on to the bed. He grabbed my ankles, pushed them back towards my head, and slammed in to me.
*shiver*
He fucked me for a while, and when he was close to cumming, released my legs and climbed up my body. He straddled my breasts. I raised my head, and took him deep in to my mouth, and he came...and came....and came........
And we collapsed........and slept quite well. *grin* And I woke up sore as hell, with slight bruises on my ass. Yumm.
And now....I am so turned on from reliving everything, that I need more.
Later Flowers!
*wicked grin*
I love sex
Especially the rough kind......that leaves you really sore the next day......
Oooomph.
Details from my weekend sex marathon soon.
*wicked grin*
Oooomph.
Details from my weekend sex marathon soon.
*wicked grin*
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Decisions decisions....
Maybe I'll write some erotica for you pervs on my day off Tuesday.
Or maybe I'll just lounge in bed all day watching porn.
Hmmmm........what to do.....what to do.....
Or maybe I'll just lounge in bed all day watching porn.
Hmmmm........what to do.....what to do.....
Monday, September 19, 2005
Monday is HPF day at PervRep
Flowers, be sure and check out the next post down for a taste of life according to HPF....LOL!
A birthday toast from BBF for HPF:
May the bloody piles possess them
May the corns adorn their feet
May the crabs as big as horse turds
Hang off their balls and eat
And when they're old and feeble
A syphilitic wreck
I hope their spine falls through their asshole
And breaks their G*! D@#n neck!
36 of my and BBF's favorite Hawwwwwt Perverted Friend quotes
1. Hawwwwwwwwwt!
2. You ever see a relaxed Liberal?
3. I have thick luxurious hair damnit!
4. You've done well, my young apprentice.
5. What's a get out of jail free card?
6. Very naughty you are little Miss Blondie!
7. Wench!
8. I look forward to keeping the both of you satisfied, I mean occupied...
9. I may not be 'new' but I am feeling a little warm...
10. Was that a good slap or a bad slap?
11. I'm just sayin'...
12. I'm very happy to announce, that you have passed with flying FuckMePump's, I mean, colors!!!
13. Bah, who needs a halo anyway?
14. They are obviously all liberals and scared of me. Rooooooaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!
15. ....or as Doggie would put it: RRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUFFFFFFF! He takes after me you know.
16. I do have a hot nasty story or two up my sleeve.
17. Holy hot damn.
18. You are very cute when you are on strike.
19. Seen anyone in butt floss today?
20. By the way, nipples are above the waist.
21. Baseball is NOT determined by cuteness.
22. Caterpillars?
23. Shiny, sparkily and skimpy, heh. Perfect!!!
24. I may have to redesignate her... PT G/F # 1.7 she's slipping...
25. *thinking that a pic in a little black t-shirt would certainly help the deduction to be reconsidered*
26. I think I may be in trouble here.
27. What can I say... I'm a giver..
28. What is it that you say Blondie? We are all going straight to hell?
29. Balls? Did I hear... balls????????? I have some you know.
30. You are wearing a bikini to work, right?
31. We are so much alike it is scary, lol.
32. You two start making out ar anything?
33. I think this is the perfect opportunity to toss him to the curb. And kick him while he is down. And let me kick him a few times. And then let my doggie bite him. And pull out his dreads.
34. Ohhhhhhhhhhh I agree! Everything is better after a few buttery nipples!
35. Now now now... no need to stomp and pout. That will get you (edited to protect the innocent)...
36. Growwwwwwwwwwly.
A little birthday music...
"Blasphemous Rumours" By Depeche Mode
"Just Can't Get Enough" By Depeche Mode
"Stripped" By Depeche Mode
"People Are People" By Depeche Mode
"See You" By Depeche Mode
"Shake The Disease" By Depeche Mode
"Never Let Me Down Again" By Depeche Mode
Happy Birthday you rascal! Hope you have a wonderful day.....
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
-b
A birthday toast from BBF for HPF:
May the bloody piles possess them
May the corns adorn their feet
May the crabs as big as horse turds
Hang off their balls and eat
And when they're old and feeble
A syphilitic wreck
I hope their spine falls through their asshole
And breaks their G*! D@#n neck!
36 of my and BBF's favorite Hawwwwwt Perverted Friend quotes
1. Hawwwwwwwwwt!
2. You ever see a relaxed Liberal?
3. I have thick luxurious hair damnit!
4. You've done well, my young apprentice.
5. What's a get out of jail free card?
6. Very naughty you are little Miss Blondie!
7. Wench!
8. I look forward to keeping the both of you satisfied, I mean occupied...
9. I may not be 'new' but I am feeling a little warm...
10. Was that a good slap or a bad slap?
11. I'm just sayin'...
12. I'm very happy to announce, that you have passed with flying FuckMePump's, I mean, colors!!!
13. Bah, who needs a halo anyway?
14. They are obviously all liberals and scared of me. Rooooooaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!
15. ....or as Doggie would put it: RRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUFFFFFFF! He takes after me you know.
16. I do have a hot nasty story or two up my sleeve.
17. Holy hot damn.
18. You are very cute when you are on strike.
19. Seen anyone in butt floss today?
20. By the way, nipples are above the waist.
21. Baseball is NOT determined by cuteness.
22. Caterpillars?
23. Shiny, sparkily and skimpy, heh. Perfect!!!
24. I may have to redesignate her... PT G/F # 1.7 she's slipping...
25. *thinking that a pic in a little black t-shirt would certainly help the deduction to be reconsidered*
26. I think I may be in trouble here.
27. What can I say... I'm a giver..
28. What is it that you say Blondie? We are all going straight to hell?
29. Balls? Did I hear... balls????????? I have some you know.
30. You are wearing a bikini to work, right?
31. We are so much alike it is scary, lol.
32. You two start making out ar anything?
33. I think this is the perfect opportunity to toss him to the curb. And kick him while he is down. And let me kick him a few times. And then let my doggie bite him. And pull out his dreads.
34. Ohhhhhhhhhhh I agree! Everything is better after a few buttery nipples!
35. Now now now... no need to stomp and pout. That will get you (edited to protect the innocent)...
36. Growwwwwwwwwwly.
A little birthday music...
"Blasphemous Rumours" By Depeche Mode
"Just Can't Get Enough" By Depeche Mode
"Stripped" By Depeche Mode
"People Are People" By Depeche Mode
"See You" By Depeche Mode
"Shake The Disease" By Depeche Mode
"Never Let Me Down Again" By Depeche Mode
Happy Birthday you rascal! Hope you have a wonderful day.....
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
-b
Why liberals REALLY hate republicans by HPF
I am reposting this today, in honor of HPF's birthday...
Be brave my Flowers, and read on.
- - - -
Hawwwwwt PF here. I thought the record needed to be set straight once and for all on the reason the Liberals really hate us. (Us being Republicans.)
No, it's not because of Iraq or Homeland Security or the Patriot Act or Bush W. "stealing" both elections or any of that other horse shit that the typical Liberal will throw out at you.
Nope.
The real reason? Because we Republicans have better sex!
Yep I said it Libs. We have better sex than you! "Oh but wait a minute, let me cut through this stench of patchouli for a minute and refute that" says a typical Lib. (Blondage hates patchouli) "You all are right wing Christian fundamentalists who only have sex once a year!" he/she/it will say. "How can your sex possibly be better than ours?" (said in that smug little tone that Liberals love to use). Oh Cointreau Mon Ami (Blondage laughing ass off..."Cointreau"?!??! YUM! *high fives HPF*)! That's what we want you to think! Seems we had you thinking that right into losing the last election did we not?
Bam!
Think all you want how all Republicans are suddenly transformed into the religious right. Go ahead. Think it.
In the meantime the majority of us will be having hot, nasty, monkey sex and laughing at you libs the whole way to orgasm city. (Blondage adds, I happily visited that city 4 times last night! *wicked grin*)
Yes, we all know that a lot of Democrats are not the vocal, screaming, whining, crying, frothing at the mouth Liberal type that we all know and love. Many are more like us, more on the moderate side of things. Enough of them showed up in November to NOT vote for that idiot Kerry. We know they are out there. The problem is they have been drowned out by their more vociferous brethren of the farther-left sort. (Blondage laughing harder..."VOCIFEROUS BRETHREN"? What a great name for a blog!) They are the ones who think they have better sex than us because they all think we are religious fundamentalists. Lol.
Let me tell you all something. Sure I was raised Catholic, but I am one of the kinkiest bastards you are ever going to meet (Blondage adds...one of your many fine qualities in my humble opinion). I enjoy hot, nasty, sweaty, kinky, monkey sex. The more the better (Blondage adds....more is definitely better).
I heard a liberal talking about 'red state sex' vs. 'blue state sex' a little while back. I mean how ridiculous is that? She was saying how 'red state sex' must be so boring because we are all so on the religious right. But at the same time she was lamenting the fact that she couldn't find any guys in her 'blue state' to fuck her brains out in the kinky manner she so wanted. I was like "honey, you cannot believe how many hot, kinky people live in red states. And you can't find anyone like that in your blue state? Isn't that telling you something?" And this girl is a very attractive girl! Must be those Liberals having all that great sex again, huh? She had no answer by the way.
So the real reason Liberals hate us, is because they know we are some kinky bastards who can just out fuck them. Any day. A Liberal couples' idea of foreplay is getting into some 3 hour animated discussion of how stupid W is, but at the same time giving him and his cronies credit for being some evil super-genius for having this grand scheme in raping the world, or about any other assorted hot topic that is the whine du jour, and commiserating about how evil us republicans are. Then, when they actually do get down to business, the whole time the Liberal man is worrying about feelings, not wanting to seem too aggressive, wondering if he is doing everything just so, not making any noise because he may just offend his Liberal girl, because Jesus he may seem sexist or something if he even made so much as a grunt. (Blondage just laughed coffee out of her nose. DAMNIT! Easy HPF! Take it easy!)
And they talk about having better sex than us! You notice that Liberals only date other Liberals? I mean seriously, who the fuck wants to put up with all that bullshit just to get laid?
Now us Kinky Republicans? Well, we aren't so uptight about things. Sure sure there is the 'getting to know you' part and all that, but once you are past that? Look out baby! Because I am going to get to know what gets your motor running, what turns you on. And call you at your office and tell you nasty little things that will get you squirming in your seat all day, thinking about what I am going to do to you. Then when we get together, it's all about the taking, the ramming, the sweating, the grunting, groaning, moaning and screaming, the clenching, the tensing. (Blondage squeaks....)
See, I'm not worried whether the next Supreme Court Justice will be a leftie or a rightie. Not now. All I'm worried about is pumping in and out of you. Hard. Using my whole body to drive into you. Whispering and gasping nasty things into your ear. Sucking, biting, pulling, twisting, slamming, spanking, sweating, making sounds like a wild boar in heat. That's what I'm focused on right now. (Blondage....headrush.......must....not...pass....out..)
Threesomes and foursomes? Shit. That's not Liberal domain either. Had my share, thank you very much. And I intend to have more. (Blondage says.....I feel another guest post coming on....FOURSOMES? You must enlighten my Flowers on that topic..)
See, we are relaxed because we have great sex. You ever see a relaxed Liberal? I didn't think so. That "supposed great sex" they have must not be all that its cracked up to be. I mean I can't blame them really. If I don't have a body clenching, screaming orgasm periodically, I'd be frothing at the mouth just like they are. (Blondage....have to agree with ya on that part. I get downright wacky on no orgasms.)
So, the next time you talk to a Lib and he/she tries to tell you how great their sex life is, but yet when you start to debate it, and in less than ten minutes they end up making scathing references to Hitler, Nazism, Fascism, the SS, Jingoism or the EVIL DICK CHENEY? Just tell them: Dude, you really need to get laid. Well.
Because I'm telling you right now, give me 2 hours with a liberal chick? I'll have her singing a different tune. A totally different tune. And THAT is why they hate us, because they know the truth. I'm the Hawwwwt PF and I'm out...
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Does he rule or what? -b
Be brave my Flowers, and read on.
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Hawwwwwt PF here. I thought the record needed to be set straight once and for all on the reason the Liberals really hate us. (Us being Republicans.)
No, it's not because of Iraq or Homeland Security or the Patriot Act or Bush W. "stealing" both elections or any of that other horse shit that the typical Liberal will throw out at you.
Nope.
The real reason? Because we Republicans have better sex!
Yep I said it Libs. We have better sex than you! "Oh but wait a minute, let me cut through this stench of patchouli for a minute and refute that" says a typical Lib. (Blondage hates patchouli) "You all are right wing Christian fundamentalists who only have sex once a year!" he/she/it will say. "How can your sex possibly be better than ours?" (said in that smug little tone that Liberals love to use). Oh Cointreau Mon Ami (Blondage laughing ass off..."Cointreau"?!??! YUM! *high fives HPF*)! That's what we want you to think! Seems we had you thinking that right into losing the last election did we not?
Bam!
Think all you want how all Republicans are suddenly transformed into the religious right. Go ahead. Think it.
In the meantime the majority of us will be having hot, nasty, monkey sex and laughing at you libs the whole way to orgasm city. (Blondage adds, I happily visited that city 4 times last night! *wicked grin*)
Yes, we all know that a lot of Democrats are not the vocal, screaming, whining, crying, frothing at the mouth Liberal type that we all know and love. Many are more like us, more on the moderate side of things. Enough of them showed up in November to NOT vote for that idiot Kerry. We know they are out there. The problem is they have been drowned out by their more vociferous brethren of the farther-left sort. (Blondage laughing harder..."VOCIFEROUS BRETHREN"? What a great name for a blog!) They are the ones who think they have better sex than us because they all think we are religious fundamentalists. Lol.
Let me tell you all something. Sure I was raised Catholic, but I am one of the kinkiest bastards you are ever going to meet (Blondage adds...one of your many fine qualities in my humble opinion). I enjoy hot, nasty, sweaty, kinky, monkey sex. The more the better (Blondage adds....more is definitely better).
I heard a liberal talking about 'red state sex' vs. 'blue state sex' a little while back. I mean how ridiculous is that? She was saying how 'red state sex' must be so boring because we are all so on the religious right. But at the same time she was lamenting the fact that she couldn't find any guys in her 'blue state' to fuck her brains out in the kinky manner she so wanted. I was like "honey, you cannot believe how many hot, kinky people live in red states. And you can't find anyone like that in your blue state? Isn't that telling you something?" And this girl is a very attractive girl! Must be those Liberals having all that great sex again, huh? She had no answer by the way.
So the real reason Liberals hate us, is because they know we are some kinky bastards who can just out fuck them. Any day. A Liberal couples' idea of foreplay is getting into some 3 hour animated discussion of how stupid W is, but at the same time giving him and his cronies credit for being some evil super-genius for having this grand scheme in raping the world, or about any other assorted hot topic that is the whine du jour, and commiserating about how evil us republicans are. Then, when they actually do get down to business, the whole time the Liberal man is worrying about feelings, not wanting to seem too aggressive, wondering if he is doing everything just so, not making any noise because he may just offend his Liberal girl, because Jesus he may seem sexist or something if he even made so much as a grunt. (Blondage just laughed coffee out of her nose. DAMNIT! Easy HPF! Take it easy!)
And they talk about having better sex than us! You notice that Liberals only date other Liberals? I mean seriously, who the fuck wants to put up with all that bullshit just to get laid?
Now us Kinky Republicans? Well, we aren't so uptight about things. Sure sure there is the 'getting to know you' part and all that, but once you are past that? Look out baby! Because I am going to get to know what gets your motor running, what turns you on. And call you at your office and tell you nasty little things that will get you squirming in your seat all day, thinking about what I am going to do to you. Then when we get together, it's all about the taking, the ramming, the sweating, the grunting, groaning, moaning and screaming, the clenching, the tensing. (Blondage squeaks....)
See, I'm not worried whether the next Supreme Court Justice will be a leftie or a rightie. Not now. All I'm worried about is pumping in and out of you. Hard. Using my whole body to drive into you. Whispering and gasping nasty things into your ear. Sucking, biting, pulling, twisting, slamming, spanking, sweating, making sounds like a wild boar in heat. That's what I'm focused on right now. (Blondage....headrush.......must....not...pass....out..)
Threesomes and foursomes? Shit. That's not Liberal domain either. Had my share, thank you very much. And I intend to have more. (Blondage says.....I feel another guest post coming on....FOURSOMES? You must enlighten my Flowers on that topic..)
See, we are relaxed because we have great sex. You ever see a relaxed Liberal? I didn't think so. That "supposed great sex" they have must not be all that its cracked up to be. I mean I can't blame them really. If I don't have a body clenching, screaming orgasm periodically, I'd be frothing at the mouth just like they are. (Blondage....have to agree with ya on that part. I get downright wacky on no orgasms.)
So, the next time you talk to a Lib and he/she tries to tell you how great their sex life is, but yet when you start to debate it, and in less than ten minutes they end up making scathing references to Hitler, Nazism, Fascism, the SS, Jingoism or the EVIL DICK CHENEY? Just tell them: Dude, you really need to get laid. Well.
Because I'm telling you right now, give me 2 hours with a liberal chick? I'll have her singing a different tune. A totally different tune. And THAT is why they hate us, because they know the truth. I'm the Hawwwwt PF and I'm out...
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Does he rule or what? -b
Sunday, September 18, 2005
Saturday, September 17, 2005
Random things exciting me today...
Oh my god oh my god oh my god. Fred and Wilma want to dominate me.
*pant*pant*
*purrrrrrr*purrrrrrrrrrrrrr*purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*
How am I supposed to concentrate on work now?
*melt*
I've been daydreaming about it all day.....imagining Other Half watching quietly from a corner........
*shiver*
OMG.
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Other Half apparently is cooking something hot for us tonight....and no Flowers, I am not talking about food. My my my. Can't wait to see what the heck he has up his sleeve. I love being married to a man with a killer imagination. *wicked grin* Now if I can just talk him in to letting Fred and Wilma play with me......*naughty giggle*
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I want Marty to win the INXS game show thingy. That is one sexy, growly man. The way he sang Radiohead's "Creep" has had me tingly since Tuesday. You can watch his performance here. Scroll down and click on "Marty, Creep". I want him. Bad. He is so INTENSE. I bet he's a Dom.
I couldn't stand it, I had to go out cd shopping at lunch today and buy Radiohead's version too for like, the millionth time. "Creep" just really does something to me. Ooomph.
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On my little cd outing, I also finally found Shinedown's cd with their version of Skynyrd's "Simple Man" on it. If you have not heard this yet, click here immediately. The lead singer....OMG......the lead singer.....
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I'm also in love with Jason from Sci-Fi's "Ghosthunters" show. I think it's the bald head. I love the bald head. Other Half thinks I only saw a ghost at his Mom's house because I am obsessed with Jason and WANTED to see a ghost. Grrrrrr!
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Can you tell I am horny as hell today!?!?!?!?
*pant*pant*
*purrrrrrr*purrrrrrrrrrrrrr*purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*
How am I supposed to concentrate on work now?
*melt*
I've been daydreaming about it all day.....imagining Other Half watching quietly from a corner........
*shiver*
OMG.
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Other Half apparently is cooking something hot for us tonight....and no Flowers, I am not talking about food. My my my. Can't wait to see what the heck he has up his sleeve. I love being married to a man with a killer imagination. *wicked grin* Now if I can just talk him in to letting Fred and Wilma play with me......*naughty giggle*
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I want Marty to win the INXS game show thingy. That is one sexy, growly man. The way he sang Radiohead's "Creep" has had me tingly since Tuesday. You can watch his performance here. Scroll down and click on "Marty, Creep". I want him. Bad. He is so INTENSE. I bet he's a Dom.
I couldn't stand it, I had to go out cd shopping at lunch today and buy Radiohead's version too for like, the millionth time. "Creep" just really does something to me. Ooomph.
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On my little cd outing, I also finally found Shinedown's cd with their version of Skynyrd's "Simple Man" on it. If you have not heard this yet, click here immediately. The lead singer....OMG......the lead singer.....
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I'm also in love with Jason from Sci-Fi's "Ghosthunters" show. I think it's the bald head. I love the bald head. Other Half thinks I only saw a ghost at his Mom's house because I am obsessed with Jason and WANTED to see a ghost. Grrrrrr!
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Can you tell I am horny as hell today!?!?!?!?
Friday, September 16, 2005
Am I a Sexual Barbie Doll?
Livey wrote a great comment yesterday that really got me thinking. It was in response to my little explanation post about my stalkers. In case you missed what she said:
*grinning* When I read that I had just gotten home from the gym and was soooo pumped up. Oh Flowers, if you could have seen me jumping up and down and flexing my muscles when Livey said to flex my muscles and be bitchier, channeling Howard Dean with a mighty mighty YARRRRRGHHHHHHH!!!!! LOL! I scared the heck out of Other Half.
Well, ok, so you already probably know I regularly scare the heck out of Other Half.
*grin*
Anyways....
I gotta admit, yes, I can definitely be naive. And yes, I have often been accused of being too nice or too sweet. I WANT to be tough! I really do!!! I've tried to repress some of that "innocent" side of me here on the naughty blog. I even wrote about how I prefer to be called "dark and mysterious" at some point....but damn.....I can't quite seem get away from that whole "nice" thing. Argh.
Someone told me.....I think it was Nate......that people read my blog because I am a "good girl", that people can tell I am a "good girl", but that I have a very "naughty" side and it's intriguing or something. I can't remember the exact words. Is that how you see me Flowers? I can't help but be curious.
In regards to the BDSM thing, it is like anything else, there's good people and bad people involved in the lifestyle. I've been lucky here and only had the two odd ones come after me in a bad way. Everyone else I have met through this blog have been just as normal as me, just kinky. :)
That being said....does the combo of good girl/sweet girl/naughty girl who likes to be dominated make me odd? Unusual? Do you see me as a "Sexual Barbie Doll"? Does it sorta go back to the Madonna (the biblical one) outside the bedroom but a Madonna (ho-bag singer circa 1985) inside the bedroom fantasy/fascination thing?
Talk to me.
Come on you can't be that naive. You're a freaking sexual barbie doll, every sick freak out there wants to dominate you. The fact that you like domination, to them, means you are game girl! To a sexual defiant psycho you are the perfect woman, and you want them!
Now don't get me wrong, I'm not a prude, far from it, and I think you're adorable. The whole spanking thing is not my thing, but hey to each their own. You write what you write to interest people. But you gotta know that's gonna interest some real whackos. And you're just too damn sweet about it. You need to be a little bitchier girl! Show those sick fucks that although you like to be dominated by your man, any other man is gonna get his dick cut off, shoved up his ass, then shoved down his throat!
I know you can do it, flex those muscles you've been working on! Start by posting their IP. But most of all, don't change who you because of a bunch of sick fucks!
*grinning* When I read that I had just gotten home from the gym and was soooo pumped up. Oh Flowers, if you could have seen me jumping up and down and flexing my muscles when Livey said to flex my muscles and be bitchier, channeling Howard Dean with a mighty mighty YARRRRRGHHHHHHH!!!!! LOL! I scared the heck out of Other Half.
Well, ok, so you already probably know I regularly scare the heck out of Other Half.
*grin*
Anyways....
I gotta admit, yes, I can definitely be naive. And yes, I have often been accused of being too nice or too sweet. I WANT to be tough! I really do!!! I've tried to repress some of that "innocent" side of me here on the naughty blog. I even wrote about how I prefer to be called "dark and mysterious" at some point....but damn.....I can't quite seem get away from that whole "nice" thing. Argh.
Someone told me.....I think it was Nate......that people read my blog because I am a "good girl", that people can tell I am a "good girl", but that I have a very "naughty" side and it's intriguing or something. I can't remember the exact words. Is that how you see me Flowers? I can't help but be curious.
In regards to the BDSM thing, it is like anything else, there's good people and bad people involved in the lifestyle. I've been lucky here and only had the two odd ones come after me in a bad way. Everyone else I have met through this blog have been just as normal as me, just kinky. :)
That being said....does the combo of good girl/sweet girl/naughty girl who likes to be dominated make me odd? Unusual? Do you see me as a "Sexual Barbie Doll"? Does it sorta go back to the Madonna (the biblical one) outside the bedroom but a Madonna (ho-bag singer circa 1985) inside the bedroom fantasy/fascination thing?
Talk to me.
Tagged by L.L.......
Since I loved his answers so much on the last Meme I did, I'll tag Pooshie again. :)
1. Do you try to look hot when you go to the grocery store just in case someone recognizes you from your blog? I never "try" to look hot. *grin* I've never published a full picture of my face on Perv Rep, but I used to have a pic of just my eyes up. I doubt anyone would figure me out just by that.
2. Are the photos you post Photoshopped or otherwise altered? My profile pic from my other blog was photoshopped to death, but it was an obvious and cool special effect type thing, not a "hide a flaw" type thing. I really don't mind emailing it to people, I just don't want to publish it here.
3. Do you like it when creeps or dorks email you? I love emails. Absolutely love them. I've received an incredible amount of kick ass emails. The only ones I did not appreciate were from a religious group and the two stalkers I mentioned before. I've loved all of the other ones.
4. Do you lie in your blog? No.
5. Are you passive-aggressive in your blog? Well, considering I am a submissive with occasional switch/Domme tendencies....YES!
6. Do you ever threaten to quit writing so people will tell you not to stop? No, I don't see myself ever quitting. I love it too much.
7. Are you in therapy? If not, should you be? If so, is it helping? I'm not in therapy. I did, at one time, want to be a therapist. I love giving advice, helping people.
8. Do you delete mean comments? Do you fake nice ones? No, the only comments I ever delete are spam.
9. Have you ever rubbed one out while reading a blog? How about after? Well, considering I write about sex a lot, what do you think? LOL!
10. If your readers knew you in person, would they like you more or like you less? I think people would be surprised by how "normal" I am. If I didn't tell you I was in to BDSM, you'd never know. Maybe you could pick up on the "nympho" vibe? I don't know. Would that make people like me more or less? I have no idea. I am, however, just as silly and irreverent in person as I appear in the blogosphere.
11. Do you have a job? Yep. I love my job. The hours suck, especially this month, but it's a really cool place to work...
12. If someone offered you a decent salary to blog full-time without restrictions, would you do it? I don't think so. There would be too much pressure to "perform". Plus, I don't like the idea of having anyone set guidelines or rules on how much I produce each week or what I write about.
13. Which blogger do you want to meet in real life? Good gawd. This list would be so long there's no way I can remember everyone! I'll say....anyone who has ever commented here!
14. Which bloggers have you made out with? None. I've never met a blogger in real life. Not that I'd make out with 'em, but you know what I mean.
15. Do you usually act like you have more money or less money than you really have? Less.
16. Does your family read your blog? NO NO NO!!!!! Not this one!!!!!
17. How old is your blog? Two months and a week or so.
18. Do you get more than 1000 page views per day? Do you care? This week I am averaging about 300 page views a day, and I'm going to hit over 2000 this week. It changes all the time, depending on who links to me. Do I care? I guess I do since I pay attention. It's fun!
19. Do you have another secret blog in which you write about being depressed, slutty, or a liar? LOL! This IS my secret blog!
20. Have you ever given another blogger money for his/her writing? Yes, anonymously.
21. Do you report the money you earn from your blog on your taxes? N/A
22. Is blogging narcissistic? I don't think so. Some bloggers are definitely narcissists, but most are not.
23. Do you feel guilty when you don't post for a long time? Hell yes!
24. Do you like John Mayer? Uhhh....weird question? And no, I think he's a Dave Matthews wannabe rip off. And no, I don't like Dave either!
25. Do you have enemies? I wouldn't say I have "enemies". There's a few people floating around the blogosphere (like my stalkers) that I am not fond of. I don't think they qualify as enemies though.
26. Are you lonely? No, not usually. There's certain people I miss a lot, but I have a very full, happy life.
27. Why bother? Because it is FUN and a great stress reliever!
1. Do you try to look hot when you go to the grocery store just in case someone recognizes you from your blog? I never "try" to look hot. *grin* I've never published a full picture of my face on Perv Rep, but I used to have a pic of just my eyes up. I doubt anyone would figure me out just by that.
2. Are the photos you post Photoshopped or otherwise altered? My profile pic from my other blog was photoshopped to death, but it was an obvious and cool special effect type thing, not a "hide a flaw" type thing. I really don't mind emailing it to people, I just don't want to publish it here.
3. Do you like it when creeps or dorks email you? I love emails. Absolutely love them. I've received an incredible amount of kick ass emails. The only ones I did not appreciate were from a religious group and the two stalkers I mentioned before. I've loved all of the other ones.
4. Do you lie in your blog? No.
5. Are you passive-aggressive in your blog? Well, considering I am a submissive with occasional switch/Domme tendencies....YES!
6. Do you ever threaten to quit writing so people will tell you not to stop? No, I don't see myself ever quitting. I love it too much.
7. Are you in therapy? If not, should you be? If so, is it helping? I'm not in therapy. I did, at one time, want to be a therapist. I love giving advice, helping people.
8. Do you delete mean comments? Do you fake nice ones? No, the only comments I ever delete are spam.
9. Have you ever rubbed one out while reading a blog? How about after? Well, considering I write about sex a lot, what do you think? LOL!
10. If your readers knew you in person, would they like you more or like you less? I think people would be surprised by how "normal" I am. If I didn't tell you I was in to BDSM, you'd never know. Maybe you could pick up on the "nympho" vibe? I don't know. Would that make people like me more or less? I have no idea. I am, however, just as silly and irreverent in person as I appear in the blogosphere.
11. Do you have a job? Yep. I love my job. The hours suck, especially this month, but it's a really cool place to work...
12. If someone offered you a decent salary to blog full-time without restrictions, would you do it? I don't think so. There would be too much pressure to "perform". Plus, I don't like the idea of having anyone set guidelines or rules on how much I produce each week or what I write about.
13. Which blogger do you want to meet in real life? Good gawd. This list would be so long there's no way I can remember everyone! I'll say....anyone who has ever commented here!
14. Which bloggers have you made out with? None. I've never met a blogger in real life. Not that I'd make out with 'em, but you know what I mean.
15. Do you usually act like you have more money or less money than you really have? Less.
16. Does your family read your blog? NO NO NO!!!!! Not this one!!!!!
17. How old is your blog? Two months and a week or so.
18. Do you get more than 1000 page views per day? Do you care? This week I am averaging about 300 page views a day, and I'm going to hit over 2000 this week. It changes all the time, depending on who links to me. Do I care? I guess I do since I pay attention. It's fun!
19. Do you have another secret blog in which you write about being depressed, slutty, or a liar? LOL! This IS my secret blog!
20. Have you ever given another blogger money for his/her writing? Yes, anonymously.
21. Do you report the money you earn from your blog on your taxes? N/A
22. Is blogging narcissistic? I don't think so. Some bloggers are definitely narcissists, but most are not.
23. Do you feel guilty when you don't post for a long time? Hell yes!
24. Do you like John Mayer? Uhhh....weird question? And no, I think he's a Dave Matthews wannabe rip off. And no, I don't like Dave either!
25. Do you have enemies? I wouldn't say I have "enemies". There's a few people floating around the blogosphere (like my stalkers) that I am not fond of. I don't think they qualify as enemies though.
26. Are you lonely? No, not usually. There's certain people I miss a lot, but I have a very full, happy life.
27. Why bother? Because it is FUN and a great stress reliever!
Thursday, September 15, 2005
Scene from the gym
In case you are a newbie, "The Wee General" is my physical trainer, next door neighbor and friend, who regularly kicks my ass at the gym...
The Wee General: Don't "The Weapons of Mass Destruction" look great in this tank top?
(and yes, I swear to God Flowers, that's what she calls them!)
Blondage: They look like you could poke someone's eye out with those things.
The Wee General: I got my stitches out today. Wanna see?
Blondage: You've already flashed me three times. That wasn't enough?
The Wee General: *laughs and drags Blondage in to the locker room*
Blondage: Is this really necessary?
The Wee General: I learned how to massage "The Weapons" today.
Blondage: Huh?
The Wee General: I have to squish and massage them to make them point where I want them to point and make them softer.
Blondage: *watches TWG molest herself through her clothes with one eye closed*
The Wee General: Prude.
Blondage: *laughs REALLY hard* Girl, you don't know what you're talking about.
The Wee General: *arches an eyebrow and grins* Ready?
Blondage: No, but ok.
The Wee General: *lifts up her tank and sports bra*
Blondage: Crikey. They point straight up. Is that normal?
The Wee General: That's why I have to massage them. *massage*massage* Wanna touch them?
Blondage: NO! Twice was enough thank you! *laughs* They're the biggest ones I've ever seen that weren't bouncing around to really bad chunka-chunka-bauw-mauw music.
The Wee General: *laughs* Bitch! *laughs again* Aren't they fabulous? *pose*pose*massage*massage*
And OF COURSE.....as if ON CUE......some poor woman chooses this EXACT MOMENT to enter the locker room, sees me watching TWG molest herself, gasps, and slowly backs out the door...
The Wee General: Don't "The Weapons of Mass Destruction" look great in this tank top?
(and yes, I swear to God Flowers, that's what she calls them!)
Blondage: They look like you could poke someone's eye out with those things.
The Wee General: I got my stitches out today. Wanna see?
Blondage: You've already flashed me three times. That wasn't enough?
The Wee General: *laughs and drags Blondage in to the locker room*
Blondage: Is this really necessary?
The Wee General: I learned how to massage "The Weapons" today.
Blondage: Huh?
The Wee General: I have to squish and massage them to make them point where I want them to point and make them softer.
Blondage: *watches TWG molest herself through her clothes with one eye closed*
The Wee General: Prude.
Blondage: *laughs REALLY hard* Girl, you don't know what you're talking about.
The Wee General: *arches an eyebrow and grins* Ready?
Blondage: No, but ok.
The Wee General: *lifts up her tank and sports bra*
Blondage: Crikey. They point straight up. Is that normal?
The Wee General: That's why I have to massage them. *massage*massage* Wanna touch them?
Blondage: NO! Twice was enough thank you! *laughs* They're the biggest ones I've ever seen that weren't bouncing around to really bad chunka-chunka-bauw-mauw music.
The Wee General: *laughs* Bitch! *laughs again* Aren't they fabulous? *pose*pose*massage*massage*
And OF COURSE.....as if ON CUE......some poor woman chooses this EXACT MOMENT to enter the locker room, sees me watching TWG molest herself, gasps, and slowly backs out the door...
Freak clarification!
I was waaaaaaay too vague yesterday.
No no no my lovely Flowers!!!!! I didn't mean YOU were freaks!!!!!!
Without going in to too many details.....
1. I have several stalkers.
2. One of them figured out where I work and has informed me he will be showing up here next week and I am a wee bit panicky (and if you are reading this, see, I told you I didn't like the idea! Get it through your head dude! No means no! You are validating my inherent mistrust of strangers!)
3. Somebody got mad at me over something totally stoooooopid that I said that had nothing whatsoever to do with them.
Words on a screen can be so easily misunderstood.....
Drama drama drama.
All things considered, I'm feeling rather feisty.
So! Now that I have reassured you, except for the creepy stalkers, that I love you all......
What would you like to talk about today?
Like I said, feeling rather feisty. Woo hoo!
No no no my lovely Flowers!!!!! I didn't mean YOU were freaks!!!!!!
Without going in to too many details.....
1. I have several stalkers.
2. One of them figured out where I work and has informed me he will be showing up here next week and I am a wee bit panicky (and if you are reading this, see, I told you I didn't like the idea! Get it through your head dude! No means no! You are validating my inherent mistrust of strangers!)
3. Somebody got mad at me over something totally stoooooopid that I said that had nothing whatsoever to do with them.
Words on a screen can be so easily misunderstood.....
Drama drama drama.
All things considered, I'm feeling rather feisty.
So! Now that I have reassured you, except for the creepy stalkers, that I love you all......
What would you like to talk about today?
Like I said, feeling rather feisty. Woo hoo!
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Fuck 'em
Damn.
Today has been weird.
I'm in a very strange mood. It may have something to do with these pills my trainer recommended to me for energy (I am working 80-100 hour weeks all month) that have ephedra and some other questionable ingredients in them. I think they make me angry. Can a pill make you angry? OH! Maybe there's steroids in them! Don't steroids make you mad? Damn. I need to research the crap on this label. Ack!
Anyways.
I usually buy cds once or twice a week. I'm very A.D.D. about music. Gotta have something new to be obsessed with, then I flip back to an old favorite, then back to something new.....changing artists and genres.....flip flop flip flop...
I went cd shopping today at lunch.
Everything I picked up, everything I looked at, reminded me of something or someone, and all of a sudden I started feeling sad.
*Internal dialogue, as I walked around the store*
- Well, I need to replace that new Coldplay cd that I broke and that older Staind cd but that reminds me too much of (name deleted).
- Maybe I'll get that Mudvayne cd. Nope, that reminds me too much of (name deleted).
- Hmmm.....maybe replace my Peter Gabriel greates hits. No, that reminds me of (name deleted).
- I've been meaning to check out Audioslave......nope, detour, reminds me of (name deleted).
Damnit!
I snapped out of it, realized what I was doing and got really pissed off at myself.
So....
I bought them all.
And now I am forcing myself to listen to them.
I am taking back this music.
Fuck those people. FUCK THEM! FUCK THEM! FUCK THEM!!!!!!!!!!
(I really think I should stop taking these pills.)
Today has been weird.
I'm in a very strange mood. It may have something to do with these pills my trainer recommended to me for energy (I am working 80-100 hour weeks all month) that have ephedra and some other questionable ingredients in them. I think they make me angry. Can a pill make you angry? OH! Maybe there's steroids in them! Don't steroids make you mad? Damn. I need to research the crap on this label. Ack!
Anyways.
I usually buy cds once or twice a week. I'm very A.D.D. about music. Gotta have something new to be obsessed with, then I flip back to an old favorite, then back to something new.....changing artists and genres.....flip flop flip flop...
I went cd shopping today at lunch.
Everything I picked up, everything I looked at, reminded me of something or someone, and all of a sudden I started feeling sad.
*Internal dialogue, as I walked around the store*
- Well, I need to replace that new Coldplay cd that I broke and that older Staind cd but that reminds me too much of (name deleted).
- Maybe I'll get that Mudvayne cd. Nope, that reminds me too much of (name deleted).
- Hmmm.....maybe replace my Peter Gabriel greates hits. No, that reminds me of (name deleted).
- I've been meaning to check out Audioslave......nope, detour, reminds me of (name deleted).
Damnit!
I snapped out of it, realized what I was doing and got really pissed off at myself.
So....
I bought them all.
And now I am forcing myself to listen to them.
I am taking back this music.
Fuck those people. FUCK THEM! FUCK THEM! FUCK THEM!!!!!!!!!!
(I really think I should stop taking these pills.)
Monday, September 12, 2005
My birdies...
I have been told that I collect them.
My little lost birds.
I've met quite a few through the blogosphere, and the "sensitive cancer chick" in me thrives on nurturing them, restoring them to health, and turning them back in to the wild.
I am high as a damn kite from a recent success story.
Without going in to too many details....
I met this total sweetheart who had lost a bit of their confidence. I didn't do much. Mostly just listened, made a few suggestions, tried to change their focus....
And now...
I can feel the happiness and confidence leaping off my computer screen from their emails to me.
So, though I am a little sad that this particular little bird doesn't need me anymore, I am so damn proud I can't stop giggling.
So, here's to you, my dear friend.
"Times Like These"By Foo Fighters
My little lost birds.
I've met quite a few through the blogosphere, and the "sensitive cancer chick" in me thrives on nurturing them, restoring them to health, and turning them back in to the wild.
I am high as a damn kite from a recent success story.
Without going in to too many details....
I met this total sweetheart who had lost a bit of their confidence. I didn't do much. Mostly just listened, made a few suggestions, tried to change their focus....
And now...
I can feel the happiness and confidence leaping off my computer screen from their emails to me.
So, though I am a little sad that this particular little bird doesn't need me anymore, I am so damn proud I can't stop giggling.
So, here's to you, my dear friend.
"Times Like These"By Foo Fighters
Saturday, September 10, 2005
The Meeting.....Part V
Part I
Part II
Part III
Part IV
You slowly lower your lips to mine.
I feel your cock beginning to nudge at my pussy.
You nuzzle my neck, licking, biting, sucking.
I try to thrust my body upwards.
You keep me pinned and still.
I sneak a hand down, wiggle it in between us, and wrap your cock in my hand.
You growl.
I rub my wetness up and down your cock.
You moan.
I bite at your shoulder, squeeze your cock, daring you to resist me.
Finally, finally you begin to ease the head of your cock inside of me.
I pant and moan.
You bury yourself deep inside me.
I scream.
You begin to move, in and out, slow, deep thrusts.
I’m writhing, moaning, gasping beneath you.
You move faster, pounding me in to the bed.
I’m on fire.
I reach around and grab your ass, clawing at you, trying to pull you deeper, faster.
You feel the tension building in my body and say “You know what will happen if you cum without permission?”.
I scream, “YES!”.
You hit my g-spot.
I explode around you, screaming, digging my nails in to your ass.
You hold yourself deep inside me, watching my face as I cum.
My body shakes, throbs.
You smile, kiss me, and suddenly roll and flip me on top of you.
I am impaled on your cock, body still twitching from my orgasm.
Ride me, you command.
I begin to rock my hips, watching your lust-filled expression change as I slowly move.
Your eyes darken, then close.
I smile, raise my hips high so that the head of your cock barely remains inside of me.
You moan.
I lower myself onto you, not stopping until your cock is fully engulfed inside me, my pussy clenching tightly as I feel you throb.
You grab my hips, pulling at me, guiding my direction and speed.
I lean down to kiss you, my long blonde hair cascading over us.
You thrust your hips upward as my tongue thrusts inside your mouth.
I keep rocking my hips, back and forth, up and down, creating intense friction on my clit.
You push us up so that you are sitting, and pull my legs around your hips.
We find a perfect rhythm, panting and gasping together.
You tell me you are going to cum, and that I am going to cum with you.
My body begins to quiver.
I begin to vibrate on your cock.
I feel you begin to spasm and convulse inside me.
I slam down hard against you as I begin to cum hard.
You scream my name.
I feel you shoot your cum inside me, and I cum harder.
You nuzzle and nip at my neck, as our bodies continue to pulse and throb.
I sigh your name.
You slowly lower us back down to the bed, staying inside me.
My body hums with happiness as we curl around each other.
We quietly lay, limbs intertwined, smiling at each other.
You say, with an almost straight face, "Nice to meet you B.".
Part II
Part III
Part IV
You slowly lower your lips to mine.
I feel your cock beginning to nudge at my pussy.
You nuzzle my neck, licking, biting, sucking.
I try to thrust my body upwards.
You keep me pinned and still.
I sneak a hand down, wiggle it in between us, and wrap your cock in my hand.
You growl.
I rub my wetness up and down your cock.
You moan.
I bite at your shoulder, squeeze your cock, daring you to resist me.
Finally, finally you begin to ease the head of your cock inside of me.
I pant and moan.
You bury yourself deep inside me.
I scream.
You begin to move, in and out, slow, deep thrusts.
I’m writhing, moaning, gasping beneath you.
You move faster, pounding me in to the bed.
I’m on fire.
I reach around and grab your ass, clawing at you, trying to pull you deeper, faster.
You feel the tension building in my body and say “You know what will happen if you cum without permission?”.
I scream, “YES!”.
You hit my g-spot.
I explode around you, screaming, digging my nails in to your ass.
You hold yourself deep inside me, watching my face as I cum.
My body shakes, throbs.
You smile, kiss me, and suddenly roll and flip me on top of you.
I am impaled on your cock, body still twitching from my orgasm.
Ride me, you command.
I begin to rock my hips, watching your lust-filled expression change as I slowly move.
Your eyes darken, then close.
I smile, raise my hips high so that the head of your cock barely remains inside of me.
You moan.
I lower myself onto you, not stopping until your cock is fully engulfed inside me, my pussy clenching tightly as I feel you throb.
You grab my hips, pulling at me, guiding my direction and speed.
I lean down to kiss you, my long blonde hair cascading over us.
You thrust your hips upward as my tongue thrusts inside your mouth.
I keep rocking my hips, back and forth, up and down, creating intense friction on my clit.
You push us up so that you are sitting, and pull my legs around your hips.
We find a perfect rhythm, panting and gasping together.
You tell me you are going to cum, and that I am going to cum with you.
My body begins to quiver.
I begin to vibrate on your cock.
I feel you begin to spasm and convulse inside me.
I slam down hard against you as I begin to cum hard.
You scream my name.
I feel you shoot your cum inside me, and I cum harder.
You nuzzle and nip at my neck, as our bodies continue to pulse and throb.
I sigh your name.
You slowly lower us back down to the bed, staying inside me.
My body hums with happiness as we curl around each other.
We quietly lay, limbs intertwined, smiling at each other.
You say, with an almost straight face, "Nice to meet you B.".
Tired of the pink....
.....so I'm going orange for a while....
I was working with a designer on a new look, but she got too busy with real life and bailed on me......
So....do any of you know of a good blog designer?
Send names my way Flowers.
xoxoxoxo
-b
I was working with a designer on a new look, but she got too busy with real life and bailed on me......
So....do any of you know of a good blog designer?
Send names my way Flowers.
xoxoxoxo
-b
A little Metallica in honor of my man
"Nothing Else Matters" By Metallica
So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
and nothing else matters
Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
and nothing else matters
Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
and nothing else matters
never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
but I know
So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
and nothing else matters
never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
but I know
Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us, something new
Open mind for a different view
and nothing else matters
never cared for what they say
never cared for games they play
never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
and I know
So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
No, nothing else matters
So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
and nothing else matters
Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
and nothing else matters
Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us something new
Open mind for a different view
and nothing else matters
never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
but I know
So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
and nothing else matters
never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
but I know
Never opened myself this way
Life is ours, we live it our way
All these words I don't just say
Trust I seek and I find in you
Every day for us, something new
Open mind for a different view
and nothing else matters
never cared for what they say
never cared for games they play
never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
and I know
So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
No, nothing else matters
Friday, September 09, 2005
Number 10k!
Well, I have some info on number 10k, but it looks like it was someone just hitting "next blog". Damnit! I wanted it to be a regular....
Here's the details:
8:30:08AM
From Zephyrhills Florida
browser was firefox
with a road runner ISP
Referring page:
http://ultimategreenlantern.blogspot.com/
Email me if you come back and see this, whoever you are....
If I don't hear back from them, we'll go with 10,001. :)
Here's the details:
8:30:08AM
From Zephyrhills Florida
browser was firefox
with a road runner ISP
Referring page:
http://ultimategreenlantern.blogspot.com/
Email me if you come back and see this, whoever you are....
If I don't hear back from them, we'll go with 10,001. :)
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Zoomie news!
Triple Zoom is out of Iraq and back in Italy safely!
Oh Flowers, this is the best news.
Love you Zoom!
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
-b
Oh, and hey Flowers, I'm about to hit 10,000 hits after only two months in action. That's just crazy. Thank you! If I can figure out who lucky 10k is, you get a special prize. *grin*
**Update** Only 5 away as of 7:11am CST......... ;)
Oh Flowers, this is the best news.
Love you Zoom!
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
-b
Oh, and hey Flowers, I'm about to hit 10,000 hits after only two months in action. That's just crazy. Thank you! If I can figure out who lucky 10k is, you get a special prize. *grin*
**Update** Only 5 away as of 7:11am CST......... ;)
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
The Meeting, Part IV
Sorry about the delay Flowers. Work has been a beeeeeeyatch this week....
xoxoxoxoxoxo
-b
xoxoxoxoxoxo
-b
I moan as I feel something soft, light and silky trailing up my body.
Your hands grasp my left wrist.
I shiver.
You secure my wrist to the headboard.
My breath catches.
You take my left nipple in to your mouth, biting, sucking.
I arch my back, trying to push myself deep inside.
I cry out as the feel of your mouth disappears.
I feel you shift.
You secure my right wrist to the headboard.
I beg you to take my other nipple in to your mouth.
I feel your eyes on me.
I beg you again to touch me.
I am disoriented, not sure where you are.
Your weight shifts lower on the bed.
Oh my god oh my god oh my god. Please!
Your tongue flicks my clit.
I scream.
You growl against me and disappear.
I move my hips, desperately seeking your mouth once again.
I pull against my restraints, trying to find you, touch you.
Your hands trail up my body.
I sigh in relief.
You pinch my nipples as you begin to kiss my inner thigh.
I moan as I feel you kiss up my leg, across my pelvis, and down my other thigh.
You tell me that I am not allowed to cum without permission.
I answer, yes Sir.
You thrust your tongue inside me.
I arch my back and scream.
You lift up my ass, wrap your hands around my hips, and pull me closer to your mouth.
My arms stretch in my binds, I am barely touching the bed.
Your fingers firmly move over my clit as you fuck me with your tongue.
I'm so wet, so frantic to cum.
You move your lips to my clit, licking, sucking, teasing, biting.
I'm close.....so close.....
You begin to kiss your way up my body, pausing at my tummy, my breasts, my neck, and settling upon my lips.
I sigh in to your lips, and kiss you hungrily.
You reach up and release me from my binds, pausing to rub and kiss each wrist.
You tell me to open my eyes.
I gaze deeply in to yours, pleading with mine.
You rub your thick cock against my clit.
I run my fingertips up your arms, to your shoulders, and wrap my arms tightly around you.
You ask me if I am ready for your cock.
I nod, no longer able to speak....
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Where's my damn phone
Oh my goodness Flowers. You must read Azrael's post today about a recent phone sex (that is soooo the wrong way to describe it) encounter.
Maybe we should change the name to auditory sex? Imagery sex?
Go read it.
*pant*pant*
Chapter 4 of "The Meeting" up tomorrow morning.... ;)
Maybe we should change the name to auditory sex? Imagery sex?
Go read it.
*pant*pant*
Chapter 4 of "The Meeting" up tomorrow morning.... ;)
Monday, September 05, 2005
The Meeting, Part III
(My dear Flowers, please see the previous two post for parts I and II....)
You pause, look me in the eyes, and say.....no.
I gasp.
You remind me that I have been a bad, bad girl.
I whimper and apologize for being such a flirt.
You carry me to the bed and sit on the edge, my arms and legs still firmly wrapped around you.
You reach behind and unwrap my legs from your waist.
I am now straddling your lap, kneeling on the bed.
I press my body tight against yours.
You run your hands over me and gently caress my back.
I sigh in pleasure as I begin to lower my lips to yours.
*SLAP*
I jump in surprise.
You smile that evil smile of yours.
My eyes widen.
You flip me across your lap in one quick, smooth motion.
I gasp.
You raise my skirt up to my waist.
My breath catches and my heart pounds.
You snap my garters hard against my skin.
I squeak.
You slide your fingers under my panties, and ease them down over my hips.
I hold my breath, bracing myself for the sting of your hand.
You run your fingers lightly over my ass.
You reach between my legs, and lightly touch my pussy.
I moan and try to press my body against your hand.
*SLAP*
You begin to spank me, harder...and harder...and faster...all the while lightly touching my pussy.
I'm frantic.
Gasping.
My ass is on fire.
My body, aching with need.
You flip me over on to my back.
I'm panting, squirming, begging for release.
You tell me to open my legs.
I spread them wide.
You tell me to close my eyes...
I moan and close them tight.
I'm waiting...waiting to feel what you have in store for me....
You pause, look me in the eyes, and say.....no.
I gasp.
You remind me that I have been a bad, bad girl.
I whimper and apologize for being such a flirt.
You carry me to the bed and sit on the edge, my arms and legs still firmly wrapped around you.
You reach behind and unwrap my legs from your waist.
I am now straddling your lap, kneeling on the bed.
I press my body tight against yours.
You run your hands over me and gently caress my back.
I sigh in pleasure as I begin to lower my lips to yours.
*SLAP*
I jump in surprise.
You smile that evil smile of yours.
My eyes widen.
You flip me across your lap in one quick, smooth motion.
I gasp.
You raise my skirt up to my waist.
My breath catches and my heart pounds.
You snap my garters hard against my skin.
I squeak.
You slide your fingers under my panties, and ease them down over my hips.
I hold my breath, bracing myself for the sting of your hand.
You run your fingers lightly over my ass.
You reach between my legs, and lightly touch my pussy.
I moan and try to press my body against your hand.
*SLAP*
You begin to spank me, harder...and harder...and faster...all the while lightly touching my pussy.
I'm frantic.
Gasping.
My ass is on fire.
My body, aching with need.
You flip me over on to my back.
I'm panting, squirming, begging for release.
You tell me to open my legs.
I spread them wide.
You tell me to close my eyes...
I moan and close them tight.
I'm waiting...waiting to feel what you have in store for me....
Sunday, September 04, 2005
The Meeting, Part II
(Flowers, part one is the previous post...xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo)
Your tongue continues to explore my mouth.
Your hands begin to explore my body.
I feel your hard cock pressing against me.
Your hands reach for my ass, and lift me up.
I wrap my legs tightly around your waist and my arms around your neck.
I feel your cock straining against my pelvis.
I grind against you.
You growl and call me a wench.
I smile against your lips, and grind against you again.
You balance me against the wall, and unbuckle your fly.
I gasp.
Only the tiniest bit of silk separates your cock from my throbbing pussy.
I whimper.
You smile.
You rub your cock against my silk panties.
You ask me if I am ready.
I nod.
I feel your finger push the silk aside, and lightly touch my clit.
I moan.
You slip a finger inside me.
I gasp.
You raise the finger to your lips and lick it clean.
I pull your lips to mine and kiss you hard.
You growl again.
I grind against you and whimper.
I speak my first words to you....begging you...please....please.....
Take me now.....
Your tongue continues to explore my mouth.
Your hands begin to explore my body.
I feel your hard cock pressing against me.
Your hands reach for my ass, and lift me up.
I wrap my legs tightly around your waist and my arms around your neck.
I feel your cock straining against my pelvis.
I grind against you.
You growl and call me a wench.
I smile against your lips, and grind against you again.
You balance me against the wall, and unbuckle your fly.
I gasp.
Only the tiniest bit of silk separates your cock from my throbbing pussy.
I whimper.
You smile.
You rub your cock against my silk panties.
You ask me if I am ready.
I nod.
I feel your finger push the silk aside, and lightly touch my clit.
I moan.
You slip a finger inside me.
I gasp.
You raise the finger to your lips and lick it clean.
I pull your lips to mine and kiss you hard.
You growl again.
I grind against you and whimper.
I speak my first words to you....begging you...please....please.....
Take me now.....
Saturday, September 03, 2005
The Meeting, part I
I'm waiting. Pacing. Nervous.
Footsteps. I think I hear footsteps.
I freeze.
Is it you? Finally? After all this time?
A knock.
I gasp, can barely breathe.
I open the door.
Our eyes meet for the first time.
We stare at each other for an eternity, drinking each other in.
You take a step towards me.
I take a several steps backwards, feel the wall behind me.
You enter the room, quickly locking the door behind you.
I am dying to feel your lips upon mine.
But I stand still.
Unsure.
Self-conscious.
You begin to close the distance between us.
I am lost in the intensity of your gaze.
You laugh and remind me to breathe.
As I begin to smile, you bury your hands in my hair.
My heart pounds.
My eyes travel down your handsome face to your beautiful lips.
I watch the distance disappear, and sigh in to your lips as you gently kiss me for the first time.
I wrap my arms around you, clutching at you, pulling you closer, closer.
You deepen the kiss.
My knees buckle.
You press me hard against the wall, keep me from hitting the floor, your lips never leaving mine.
I realize, though I may still be standing, I just fell.
Footsteps. I think I hear footsteps.
I freeze.
Is it you? Finally? After all this time?
A knock.
I gasp, can barely breathe.
I open the door.
Our eyes meet for the first time.
We stare at each other for an eternity, drinking each other in.
You take a step towards me.
I take a several steps backwards, feel the wall behind me.
You enter the room, quickly locking the door behind you.
I am dying to feel your lips upon mine.
But I stand still.
Unsure.
Self-conscious.
You begin to close the distance between us.
I am lost in the intensity of your gaze.
You laugh and remind me to breathe.
As I begin to smile, you bury your hands in my hair.
My heart pounds.
My eyes travel down your handsome face to your beautiful lips.
I watch the distance disappear, and sigh in to your lips as you gently kiss me for the first time.
I wrap my arms around you, clutching at you, pulling you closer, closer.
You deepen the kiss.
My knees buckle.
You press me hard against the wall, keep me from hitting the floor, your lips never leaving mine.
I realize, though I may still be standing, I just fell.
Friday, September 02, 2005
Caged Cat Syndrome
Other Half has left the building.
He had the urge to go do manly-man things in the woods all weekend.
I'm alone.
I'm sexually frustrated.
I thought he was leaving in the morning, so all day long I was planning in my head all the wicked things I wanted to do to him all night...
But alas...
He had to leave earlier than expected.
I did get in an hour or so with his body, but damn. That's just not enough when you've been working yourself in to a mental frenzy all day.
And...
Since I thought we'd be "staying in" for the evening, I turned down plans with friends...
*growl*
So it's a Friday night, I am horny as hell, and pacing around my den like a cat in a cage.
If any of you Flowers are off getting laid, please have an orgasm and think of me...
(ohhh! kinky! LOL!)
He had the urge to go do manly-man things in the woods all weekend.
I'm alone.
I'm sexually frustrated.
I thought he was leaving in the morning, so all day long I was planning in my head all the wicked things I wanted to do to him all night...
But alas...
He had to leave earlier than expected.
I did get in an hour or so with his body, but damn. That's just not enough when you've been working yourself in to a mental frenzy all day.
And...
Since I thought we'd be "staying in" for the evening, I turned down plans with friends...
*growl*
So it's a Friday night, I am horny as hell, and pacing around my den like a cat in a cage.
If any of you Flowers are off getting laid, please have an orgasm and think of me...
(ohhh! kinky! LOL!)
Flowers' choice
Will wants apolitical. Yay. I just can't be serious today (unless we are discussing sex) so that works for me. Wanna make out some more? *grin*
L.L, have a safe trip, go stir up some trouble and tell me all about it when you get back!
Azrael wants to know what my favorite bondage toy is and why....
I've written about it before. It is a leather paddle. It is shaped like a ping pong paddle, and one side of it is covered in fur. My my my does it ever rock. It's my favorite for a simple reason - the pleasure versus pain aspect. And before you get all nervous on me Flowers, no, I will state again, I am NOT in to hard core pain. I DO, however, love the feel of the fur after the sting of the paddle. I can "take" more, and take it longer, with this particular playtoy.
I'm getting all excited just thinking about it.
*shiver*
Wilma, half of the couple I have a crush on.....hehehehehee.....I am so glad to hear the hurricane missed you. Crikey. And I promise there is lots of hot sex going on in my house. We'll even do it tonight in honor of the hurricane missing you two. *grin*
I am a wee bit sad that Other Half will be out of town tomorrow and Sunday......I am sooooo wearing his ass out tonight. Perhaps I'll write about it tomorrow. heheheheheheee
Pooshie Darlin'! Ok. PORN! How about a paragraph about my favorite porn stars?
*Favorite male porn star is Peter North. I think it's because he was in the first porn movie I ever saw. I had no idea a man could cum so much. I was fascinated. Plus he is impressively endowed, so that may be part of the fascination. But damn, can that man cum.
*Favorite female porn star currently is Teagan (I think that's how you spell it). She was in the porn movie Other Half bought me for my birthday (Hellcats 3) and I think she is gorgeous. If I was in to chicks, I'd sooooo do her. *giggling*
And Pooshie Darlin', if you want to see lots of free porn pics of gorgeous women, click on Tesco's site under my naughty links.....
Bud, how about this for a fantasy. A BLOGGER ORGY!!!!!! Who's in?
*verrrrrrry wicked grin*
Oh my my my. Now I'm getting even more excited.
Oh yes.................
*melt*
I've never been involved in an orgy. I wonder what Other Half would say if I asked him if we could have one.
How close are all of you to Texas? LOL!
I fantasize about threesomes a lot. Am I the only one?
Baley, my favorite non-bondage toy is the most extraordinary vibrator. It is made out of this amazing gel material that is firm, but wiggly (think jello that has been in the fridge for too long. LOL!). It has these magic beads on the inside that ROTATE. Then on the outside, there's a raised ridge that spirals down the shaft (I love that word). The ridge goes in the opposite direction that the beads vibrate in. So. You can physically turn it in one direction while the beads are rotating in the other direction. It's bendy on the "inside", so it has good g-spot potential, AND there's a ridge for clitoral stimulation. If I can find it on the web, I'll add a link. Buy one for your other half and use it on her while you perform oral. She'll be your love slave. I'm tellin' ya.
Anonymous, I like interracial porno. I don't care about the race of the actors as long as the sex is hot and they are actually in to each other. I hate porn where you can tell they are just going through the motions. Ugh.
Evil Fireman, no questions or requests? *grin* I can add on to this later you know....
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox
-b
L.L, have a safe trip, go stir up some trouble and tell me all about it when you get back!
Azrael wants to know what my favorite bondage toy is and why....
I've written about it before. It is a leather paddle. It is shaped like a ping pong paddle, and one side of it is covered in fur. My my my does it ever rock. It's my favorite for a simple reason - the pleasure versus pain aspect. And before you get all nervous on me Flowers, no, I will state again, I am NOT in to hard core pain. I DO, however, love the feel of the fur after the sting of the paddle. I can "take" more, and take it longer, with this particular playtoy.
I'm getting all excited just thinking about it.
*shiver*
Wilma, half of the couple I have a crush on.....hehehehehee.....I am so glad to hear the hurricane missed you. Crikey. And I promise there is lots of hot sex going on in my house. We'll even do it tonight in honor of the hurricane missing you two. *grin*
I am a wee bit sad that Other Half will be out of town tomorrow and Sunday......I am sooooo wearing his ass out tonight. Perhaps I'll write about it tomorrow. heheheheheheee
Pooshie Darlin'! Ok. PORN! How about a paragraph about my favorite porn stars?
*Favorite male porn star is Peter North. I think it's because he was in the first porn movie I ever saw. I had no idea a man could cum so much. I was fascinated. Plus he is impressively endowed, so that may be part of the fascination. But damn, can that man cum.
*Favorite female porn star currently is Teagan (I think that's how you spell it). She was in the porn movie Other Half bought me for my birthday (Hellcats 3) and I think she is gorgeous. If I was in to chicks, I'd sooooo do her. *giggling*
And Pooshie Darlin', if you want to see lots of free porn pics of gorgeous women, click on Tesco's site under my naughty links.....
Bud, how about this for a fantasy. A BLOGGER ORGY!!!!!! Who's in?
*verrrrrrry wicked grin*
Oh my my my. Now I'm getting even more excited.
Oh yes.................
*melt*
I've never been involved in an orgy. I wonder what Other Half would say if I asked him if we could have one.
How close are all of you to Texas? LOL!
I fantasize about threesomes a lot. Am I the only one?
Baley, my favorite non-bondage toy is the most extraordinary vibrator. It is made out of this amazing gel material that is firm, but wiggly (think jello that has been in the fridge for too long. LOL!). It has these magic beads on the inside that ROTATE. Then on the outside, there's a raised ridge that spirals down the shaft (I love that word). The ridge goes in the opposite direction that the beads vibrate in. So. You can physically turn it in one direction while the beads are rotating in the other direction. It's bendy on the "inside", so it has good g-spot potential, AND there's a ridge for clitoral stimulation. If I can find it on the web, I'll add a link. Buy one for your other half and use it on her while you perform oral. She'll be your love slave. I'm tellin' ya.
Anonymous, I like interracial porno. I don't care about the race of the actors as long as the sex is hot and they are actually in to each other. I hate porn where you can tell they are just going through the motions. Ugh.
Evil Fireman, no questions or requests? *grin* I can add on to this later you know....
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox
-b
Thursday, September 01, 2005
The suggestion box is open!
It's been waaaaaaay too serious at PervRep the last couple 'o days.
So my dear, dear Flowers. What would you like for me to write about on Friday?
Sexual escapades? Fantasies? Fetishes? BDSM? Porn? Politics? Music? Movies?
Anyone have any questions for lil' ole me?
Have at it in in the comments.....
ANY TOPIC IS COOL, AS LONG AS IT IS NOT RELATED TO THE FRIKKIN HURRICANE!
xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
-b
**UPDATE**
Oh my goodness Flowers. Work is kicking my ass today, so I haven't finished this post yet, but I promise I will get it up (hehehe) soon.
So my dear, dear Flowers. What would you like for me to write about on Friday?
Sexual escapades? Fantasies? Fetishes? BDSM? Porn? Politics? Music? Movies?
Anyone have any questions for lil' ole me?
Have at it in in the comments.....
ANY TOPIC IS COOL, AS LONG AS IT IS NOT RELATED TO THE FRIKKIN HURRICANE!
xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
-b
**UPDATE**
Oh my goodness Flowers. Work is kicking my ass today, so I haven't finished this post yet, but I promise I will get it up (hehehe) soon.
Natural selection?
From this article
GRRRRRRRRRROWWWWWWLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!
First of all, Mr Edwards, if you had gotten out when you were told a frikkin category 5 hurricane was headed your way, would you be in this situation now? Nope.
Second, though it was downgraded to a category 4, this was a BIGASS HURRICANE. It caused, you know, like DAMAGE and stuff to roads, bridges, waterways....and it is extremely difficult to get any sort of aid to you, because of the HURRICANE.
Third, and most importantly, your fellow strandees are firing stolen guns at the very people who are trying to keep order and save your ass.
I am going to say something incredibly politically incorrect, and I apologize if I offend anyone's "delicate sensibilities".
Has it occured to anyone else that this is some sort of "natural selection" to ensure only the smarter members of our species survive?
"I don't treat my dog like that," 47-year-old Daniel Edwards said as he pointed at the woman in the wheelchair. "I buried my dog." He added: "You can do everything for other countries but you can't do nothing for your own people. You can go overseas with the military but you can't get them down here."
GRRRRRRRRRROWWWWWWLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!
First of all, Mr Edwards, if you had gotten out when you were told a frikkin category 5 hurricane was headed your way, would you be in this situation now? Nope.
Second, though it was downgraded to a category 4, this was a BIGASS HURRICANE. It caused, you know, like DAMAGE and stuff to roads, bridges, waterways....and it is extremely difficult to get any sort of aid to you, because of the HURRICANE.
Third, and most importantly, your fellow strandees are firing stolen guns at the very people who are trying to keep order and save your ass.
I am going to say something incredibly politically incorrect, and I apologize if I offend anyone's "delicate sensibilities".
Has it occured to anyone else that this is some sort of "natural selection" to ensure only the smarter members of our species survive?
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