Wednesday, December 26, 2012

A December of HNT - Part 4

The day has finally arrived!

Thanks, Os, for the resurrection. :)

I've been looking forward to this all month, but naturally I waited until Wednesday after work to take the pictures. Still, I really like how they turned out.

Do you like my new dress?

**Wouldn't be HNT without a click-through**

Now, who'd like to help me ring in the New year?

But first, head on over and visit Os for more one-time only HNT fun! Oh, and don't forget OHNT for some even naughtier fun.
You *might* find another pic of me! Just saying.

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Tumblr Tuesday #13

Two weeks in a row! Whoo!!

Here are ten more random pictures from my Tumblr account. You're welcome. *wink*

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Feel free to browse my into Tumblr at for more delicious pics.

Happy Tuesday and Merry Christmas!!

Friday, December 21, 2012

FFF - Unexpected

Happy Friday! Time for another Flash Fiction Friday. Go visit Advizor's blog for all the deets.

It had been five years since his wife had passed, and the holidays were always the hardest. She used to love decorating the house and baking delicious holiday treats. He hadn’t felt like celebrating since the accident.

He had gotten the reputation of a bit of a scrooge, but mostly people didn’t mind since he often volunteered to work the shifts no one else wanted. After a particularly long and tiring shift, as he approached his apartment, he was surprised by the unexpected smell wafting into the hallway.

Is that Christmas cookies? Coming from my apartment?

Prepared for the worst, he unlocked his door and tentatively entered. The pretty brunette from 3C just smiled as she placed the final ornament on the tree.

Why…? How did she…? What was…?

He shook his head, trying to comprehend what was happening.

“Hey, Julie! He’s home.”

A blonde woman emerged from the kitchen and joined his neighbor. Both were naked and stunningly beautiful.

“You’ve looked so lonely these past few weeks, so I invited a friend over to help spread some holiday cheer. I hope you don’t mind,” the brunette whispered in his ear as they both started to undress him.

Thursday, December 20, 2012

A December of HNT - Part 3

I had hoped to share a listed of your favorite HNTs, but alas, no one voted. :(

So for today's final HNT reverie post, I'll share HNTs that weren't published on Sex Babble.

Mystery Guest #1
Mystery Guest #2
HNT Finale

...the Other HNT
"Big Dripper"
"Other Prefer Just the Giblets"
"Wet Santa's Helper"
"The stockings were hung"
"Like my new jammies"
"See? No tan lines."
"They rarely know what's going on under the surface"
"And now, modeling the new school uniforms..."
"Is dinner ready...?"
"Black & White"
"Nekkid in the Kitchen"
"I can see clearly now..."
"Oh, don't mind me..."
"There's a plug in mah butt..."
 "Cheeky in the changing room..."
"Sting me!"

Hope you enjoyed all of these pictures. Be sure to come back next week for a fresh, never-before-seen Half Nekkid Thursday post!

Now, I just need to figure out what I should do. Feel free to email me or leave a comment with any suggestions.

It's almost FRIDAY!! Wheee...

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Tumblr Tuesday #12

Wow! I can't believe my last Tumblr Tuesday was way back in March.

Here's to starting this tradition again. :)

Instead of picking favorites from the past week (there were too many), here are ten random pictures.


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Feel free to browse my into Tumblr at for more delicious pics.

Happy Tuesday!!

Friday, December 14, 2012

FFF - Discovery

It's FRIDAY!! It's been a LONG week, and I, for one, am very happy for it to be coming to an end.

Let's get the weekend started off with a little Flash Fiction Friday. Advizor is our new host, and he's given us quite the challenge this week. If you're new around here or to FFF, we're prompted with a picture to write a short story, but there's always a catch with a key word or phrase plus a word limit

This week our word limit is 219 using the word Discovery. I'm not sure what the extra credit will get me, but there is extra credit for not using any variation of the number 3 (written or symbol).

So, here goes...

She’d been admitted to the ward a few days ago and was already going crazy. Wait. Wasn’t that why she was there? Whatever ailed her seemed to only have intensified in the sterile walls of the clinic. Now, she could add stir crazy to her long list of conditions.

It was late, and she couldn’t sleep. The pills they had given her hadn’t helped – plus they had long ago worn off. It seemed that she had been tossing and turning for hours, so she decided to fuck it and go exploring.

It was warm in halls, so she didn’t bother throwing on a robe or any clothes. She roamed the halls with confidence and curiosity. Peeking through windows. Trying doorknobs.

And then she remembered there was a section of the clinic that was forbidden. She shrugged and figured it was now or never. As she approached, she was surprised to find a room with its door ajar.

Her discovery was delightful.

Her hand seemed to have a mind of its own and headed right to her pussy. She couldn’t help but crane her neck to watch, and soon her moans started to sync with those in the room.

She barely noticed the orderly, until she was thrown down onto a similar bed in an adjoining room.

Thursday, December 13, 2012

A December of HNT - Part 2

Time for another trip down HNT lane.

Last week, I shared my most viewed HNT posts. This week I'll be linking to my least viewed posts.

HNT - Neck
HNT - Baking
HNT - Yoga
HNT - Preparing
HNT - New Toy
HNT - Lucky
HNT - Glasses

All of the above pictures had less than 25 views, according to my Blogger Stats. Clearly, something's not quite right about that since a few of them have just as many, if not more, comments. Oh well. It's all I have to go off from right now. *sigh*

Now, I have just one more week of HNT recaps before a fresh take on December 27th, but I need your help.

Please click on the slideshow below to vote on your favorites! You can vote by either liking the photo or by leaving a comment. Feel free to do both and give that picture two votes. *wink* You can vote on as many pictures as you'd like, and the ones with the most likes and/or comments by next Thursday at 5am PST will be the winners.

So, what are you waiting for? Head on over, browse, vote, and ENJOY! Oh, yeah, and tell your friends. :)

Friday, December 7, 2012

FFF - Surprise!

It's time again for another Flash Fiction Friday! (yes, two weeks in a row for me!) Advizor has taken the hosting reins. This week's challenge is to use the image below, using the word decision. The word limit is 150 words (or 300, if you want extra credit by writing from both perspectives). Double bonus if you write the post without the word fuck.

He wanted to be mad at her. He wanted to feel hurt and betrayed, but hell if she wasn’t so damn sexy. Plus, she looked a little remorseful, right?

He’d returned home from a business trip earlier than expected. He’d hoped to surprise her, but the surprise was his. He’d found her in their bedroom. With Angie and Tom. The three of them were entangled, and he was shocked.

Trying to sort out his feelings, he slipped out into the hallway.

Oh shit! He wasn’t supposed to be home until tomorrow. She’d seen him enter the bedroom and then quickly leave – a look of confusion on his face. She slipped out of the entanglement to join him in the hallway.

She didn’t know what to say. She knew he’d want some space, but she wanted him to know she was there whenever he was ready to talk.

Angie and Tom barely noticed that she’d slipped away; they continued in their frenzy – clueless to the brewing tension just outside the bedroom. Their moans just got louder, making it that much more difficult to be upset.

He looked down at his gorgeous wife once more. I should be furious, right? But staring at his lovely wife, and listening to the heat in the next room, the decision was easy – all he wanted was to get her back into that bedroom.

She took his hand when he extended it to her and allowed herself to be pulled into his embrace. He kissed her hard and whispered, “I see you’ve been a naughty girl while I was away. Your punishment will come later. First, we shall finish what you started.”

She quickly helped him out of his suit, leaving it on the hallway floor before rejoining the other couple.

Thursday, December 6, 2012

A December of HNT - Part 1

Sometimes I really don't know where the time goes. When stumbling upon the news last week that there would be a one-time only revival of HNT on Dec 27th, I thought it would be a great opportunity to highlight some of my favorite HNTs to get whet your appetite. :)

But now I only have just a few minutes before I need to leave for work. Argh! Since I don't have a lot of time to sift through them all and decide on favorites, I'll just link to my 5 most viewed HNTs.


HNT - 100th Post (754 views)
HNT: Car Wash (535 views)
HNT: Office  (525 views)
HNT: Pool Fun and ... A Special Guest  (514 views)
HNT: Library (404 views)

I think maybe next week, I'll share a list of my least viewed HNTs pics.

Which is your favorite of these five (or any of my HNTs)?

Friday, November 30, 2012

FFF - The Party

Flash Fiction Friday couples clothed bent over

The party was finally winding down when Rachel caught a glimpse of her husband engaged in conversation. She shot him her best let’s-get-rid-of-these-people-so-you-can-fuck-me seductive stares. He just smiled back at her as he continued to chat with the voluptuous blonde in the corner.

Rachel absentmindedly placed her empty, frosty glass on the cocktail tray next to her and tried to mingle with the remaining guests. All she wanted was to get fucked. She wanted to feel her husband inside of her. Instead, she was stuck making small talk while he continued to chat – hoping he would start ushering everyone out the door.

Tom could see his wife was getting bored, so he smiled at her as he talked with the pretty blonde from work. He’d had his eyes on her since she started at his firm, and he could tell from the look Rachel had just given him that she approved. He asked the blonde to stay where she was, and he started saying his good-byes to the other lingering guests.

He’d returned to where the blonde had been waiting when he glimpsed Rachel across the room saying good-bye to one last guest. He brushed her hair behind her ear, whispering how he’d like to bend her over and fuck her right there. The blonde gasped, but he could tell she was excited about it.

Rachel thought everyone had left and soon she would have Tom to herself, but the sound of a woman’s moan caught her attention. She turned to find the blonde bent over with her dress hiked up over her lovely ass. Tom’s dick was out and was rubbing on this woman’s pussy. Rachel felt her own pussy moisten as she looked up and smiled at her husband.

Apparently, the night was just beginning.

I know, I know. It's been a LONG time since I did a Flash Fiction Friday. Life got busy and this blog went by the wayside. I kind of missed doing FFF, so I'm back. At least for this week, anyway. :-)

Our challenge was to use the above image with a word count of 299 or less using the word "...frosty...". Anyway, I hope you enjoyed my little story. Now, please head on over to Ram's blog to see what everyone else has written. Or better yet, write your own take on this picture and link up with all of us. ;-)

Hopefully I'll be back again next week!

Sunday, November 25, 2012

I have a crush on you.

Thoughts of you pervade my dreams. My fantasies.
Oh, the things I want to do to you.

I want to feel your cock in my mouth. Your hands on my tits.
I want to run my fingers over your chiseled body.
I want to kiss you. Your muscles. Oh, god, your tattoos!

I want to feel your cock sliding in and out of my dripping cunt.
I want to get lost in your glassy blue eyes.
I want to hear you whisper, "Fuck me harder, baby."

I want to scream your name as I ride you.

I want you to roll me onto my back.
I want to feel your weight pressing against me.
I want you to kiss my neck and suck on my nipples.
I want to feel your breath in my ear.

I want you to fuck me.

Monday, October 1, 2012

Cowboy and the Harlot - A Serial Story

She could hear him from the other room. He always masturbated late at night. Always wearing his cowboy boots. After listening to him several nights in a row, she could no longer contain herself.

Tonight, she had a little surprise for him.

The story continues here.

Friday, September 21, 2012

FFF - Chagrin

Flash Fiction Friday

The last party of the summer was wrapping up. I had decided to leave when I noticed three guys in the kitchen and decided to play a little game instead. Two were talking off to the side; the third was sitting at the table. They were all shirtless. This was gonna be fun.

You guys wanna play a little game?” They eyed me suspiciously.

It’s simple. I remove something of yours. You, in turn, remove something of mine. You game?

That got their attention, and they formed a circle around me. They wondered how this would play out, knowing they each were only wearing one article of clothing.

I removed the shorts of the first guy – exposing his already hardening cock. Mmm. Delightful.

He seemed to hesitate, so I purred, “Your turn.” He reached under my sundress, deftly removing my damp panties and tossing them to the side.

In no time, I’d removed the shorts of the second guy. Again, surprised to find he wasn’t wearing anything else. This was going better than expected.

With no hesitation, he lifted my sundress over my head. My supple breasts bounced lightly before my audience.

I turned to the third guy, “I want to remove your shorts, but I have nothing else for you to remove in kind. Whatever shall we do?” Smiling innocently, I pulled his shorts down to the floor.

Pressing up against me, he whispered, “Since I can’t undress you, I’m going to cover you with something warm and creamy. But first, first, we’re going to fuck you. And so are they.

For the first time, I noticed several other men had entered the kitchen during my little game. I tried to look mortified, but my dripping pussy betrayed my look of chagrin and accepted his cock – hungrily wanting more.

This party had been so fun! I’d removed my clothes much earlier; now I wanted another drink. I headed into the kitchen – noticing three very hot men.

Two were naked. One was hanging by the door out to the patio; yes, it appeared he was actually hanging from the door frame. The other naked man was watching him, absentmindedly stroking his own cock.

The third guy was at the table. He was still wearing shorts. His look of chagrin melted when he saw me. His charming smile mesmerized me. I was drawn to him by some inexplicable power. Before I knew what was happening, I was kneeling before him removing his shorts.

His cock hardened quickly, and I soon found myself impaled on his lap, my pussy juices dripping down his balls. As I rode him, I couldn’t stop myself from watching the scene before me.

The one who had been stroking his cock had moved closer to the one in the doorway. In fact, he had moved so close that they were now touching. He had moved from stroking his own cock to stroking that of the other man. I realized that the man in the doorway had not actually been hanging there because his hands were now entwined in the other man’s hair, guiding his head to his cock. They both began moaning loudly.

Or was that me?

I began fucking harder and faster. The guy I was fucking leaned forward to ask if I wanted a closer look. I nodded, and he beckoned his friends. Watching this fellatio, I knew I wanted a turn. I knelt before the neglected cock, taking it hungrily into my mouth. My ass was high in the air, so I could continue being fucked by guy #3.

And that was just the beginning.

I really liked this picture, but I had a hell of a time writing a story about it. I'm not really all that pleased with either of these, but I don't think I'll end up with anything better. The challenge this week was to write something with a word count of 301 or less using the word "...chagrin..."

Now, head over to Ram's blog  for more Flash Fiction Friday fun. Hopefully others had an easier time with this prompt.

Flash Fiction Friday

Monday, September 17, 2012

e[lust] 40

Photo courtesy of @iSlut_ of A Slut's Memoir

Welcome to e[lust] - The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you're looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it'll be here at e[lust]. Want to be included in e[lust] #41? Start with the newly updated rules, come back October 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates! I'd like to also direct your attention to a new Editor's Letter that's up.

~ This Week’s Top Three Posts ~
The Bitch is Back - The temperature at the table drops several degrees. “Like that?,” I say. ”Is that what you want?”
On Women Who Like Sex - I like sex as much as any man I know. I am not a weirdo, I am not a slut, and I am not in any excessive danger.
Secret Secretary- There she was in the reception room on my couch, lying on her back, legs spread, skirt hiked up over her torso, her hands frantically feeling between her legs.

~ e[lust] Editress ~
Street Harassment: It’s everywhere, all the time

~ Featured Post (Lilly’s Pick) ~
Thoughts: Regarding Limits In BDSM
All blogs that have a submission in this edition must re-post this digest from tip-to-toe on their blogs within 7 days. Re-posting the photo is optional and the use of the “read more…” tag is allowable after this point. Thank you, and enjoy!

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships
Begin rantCommunication Breakdown
Family Planning
Great Expectation
My Fantasy
Rituals, Symbolism, Kink, and of course ME

Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor
How You Know You Are On The Rag

Kink & Fetish
Anal Slut
Flogger Use and Safety from a Beginner
Janet's Magical Toybag
Protest Much?
Property of Seven
Playing With Fire
Tonight I am going to fuck your (slave) ass
The Long-Anticipated Gangbang Post
Welcome To The Club

Erotic Writing
Almost Broken
A Bad Habit
A Sinner Sits for Sacred Sunday Service
BBQ & Beer
Birthday Sex
Cap D'Agde -spit roast with a stranger
Dirty Talk
Lolita Twenty-Twelve, Part FiveLush
Oral at a Sex Party
once in a while
Random memories: First love
Saturday Morning Pussy
Stress Reliever – Lubed Fingers
The shopping assistant
The Sting of the Crop

Friday, September 14, 2012

FFF - End of a Long Week

The week had dragged on forever for both of them. Tim was fortunate enough to be able to work from home on Friday. Sarah smiled to herself as she thought about the surprise she had planned for him. She secretly took the afternoon off to spoil him and get their weekend off to a sexy start.

She quietly entered the house through the side door, so he wouldn’t hear the sound of the garage door open and close. In the living room, with the blinds open, she stripped naked – posing seductively a few times, in case the neighbors were watching.

But then…
What was that?
Wrapping herself in her sweater, she tiptoed upstairs. The sounds were getting louder.
It sounded like… But no, that’s impossible. Tim was the most loyal, loving guy. He would never… Would he?
She silently opened the door to their bedroom.

There was Tim; his hands entwined in Nikki’s blonde hair, his cock pounding in and out of her cunt. Sarah knew she should be upset seeing her husband fuck their hot neighbor, but the truth was, it really turned her on.

Before realizing it, she’d let her sweater fall open. Her hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they rubbed her dripping pussy and squeezed her tits. She tried to remain quiet and unnoticed, but her moans became louder and louder.

Tim and Nikki turned to look, smiling when they saw Sarah in the doorway. They beckoned her to join them.

Today's challenge was to write a story with a word count of 241-249 (this is 249) using the word forever. The image is actually supposed to be a GIF, but if it's not working, either click on the pic to be taken to the GIF version. Or better yet, head over to Ram The Sunlover to see it in action. Plus while you're there, you can read everyone else's story, too. I'd love to hear what you come up with!

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Playing in the Pool

It's not too late for some Sinful Sunday, right?

Sinful Sunday - Playing in the Pool
**Click for more**
Do you like my new swimsuit?

Sinful Sunday

Friday, September 7, 2012

FFF - Fetlock

Things had been hot and steamy; my orgasms more intense than I could recall in a long time. I was on top -  riding him hard when it happened.

He proposed.

Right there. In the heat of the moment.

He was smart. HOT. Very Wealthy. A real dream come true. I should have been happy, but the truth was I didn’t know how to react. Instead of answering, I ran out to the stables.

My prince had just proposed! I shook my head and mounted my favorite stallion. Bareback. I didn’t even notice that I was still naked; I just rode off into the distance.

Proposed? I just couldn’t wrap my head around it. I mean, who does that? Proposing in the middle of sex. Before cumming, no less.

Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t see the pond until we were in depths well past the stallion’s fetlock, and I could feel the cool water lapping at my ass.

What was I going to do? I know this wasn’t the reaction he probably expected – me running out of the room like a bat out of hell.

I just…I just…well, I just don’t know. I clung to the stallion hoping for some comfort, some inspiration. I rode and rode. The sun had set by the time I returned to the stables. The castle was completely dark. I tiptoed quietly back up to my room. Luckily, he wasn’t waiting for me. I gathered my belongings and snuck back out the way I’d come.

Safely back in my own bed, physically and emotionally exhausted, I curled up and cried myself to sleep.

Truth be told, this picture really creeped me out. First, I'm not a huge horse person. Second, and more importantly, this chick is unhealthily skinny. The combination of the horse and rider made my stomach turn a bit. I really didn't know how I could possible write about this picture.

Then, I sat down to write and the idea for this story just popped into my head. It barely addresses what's happening in the picture, which suits me just fine; the less time I have to look at it the better. :-)

What do you think of this week's photo?

The challenge for this week was to write a story of 289 words or less using the word fetlock. Why not join in the fun and write your own story based on the photo?

Check out Ram's blog to link up your own story and to read what everyone else wrote.