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. :)


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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.


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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.

Enjoy!

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)?

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FFF - The Party

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.

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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!


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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.


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