Chrissie woke up to the sound of rain spattering against the windows. She groaned and turned over, her arm instinctively outstretched to slip round her husband’s waist. Her arm met empty space, and still-warm sheets. Chrissie sat up, frowning, her long chestnut hair dishevelled around her shoulders. He never gets up before me, she thought. She called out. “John?” There was no reply. Chrissie got up and out of bed, grabbing her robe. She went to the French doors of their holiday home, a small cottage in the Peak District. It served their purpose perfectly. They liked to hole up in the evenings and relax, but in the day they took long walks together, traipsing through the beautiful countryside and soaking up the stunning views. She threw ...

A week or so ago I promised a little treat to celebrate reaching 100 followers. Here was the break down: 1 question: If you could only have three movies and three books to watch and read for the rest of your life, which would they be? Answer: Splash, Shawshank Redemption, and White Christmas; and The [...]

We went down and prepared breakfast naked, then had a quick freshen up. I wore just the little frilly apron, Mike pulled on a pair of track suit bottoms and I selected a set of Jen’s lingerie that I know Lis finds sexy – a pair of panties and babydoll nightdress that are very transparent. We knocked and entered (although I asked if Mike could come in first and Lucy said it was fine, but she pulled the covers up to cover her nakedness). We all sat on the bed (Lis and Lucy still under the covers) and ate breakfast. Part way through, I thanked Lucy for letting Mike have his fantasy and she went redder than I’ve ever seen her go. I asked if they had carried on playing after Lis had returned from Jen’s room but Lis said that by the time she got ...

A charming reader named Liza, who has a sex blog of her own, wrote to me asking for an erotic dare set on an amusement park ride. I had no idea that she would become a sex machine herself. This is her daring response.   Dear Mr. X, When I received the email with your dare I’ll admit I wasn’t surprised. It seems you are on a bit of tear with getting women to lose their panties all over town. I loved the idea of it, from the moment I read the message I started scheming. I decided not to tell my husband about the plot. He knew that the dare existed, but that was it. By mutual agreement we decided that I would let him know what was asked only once we were on the point of making it happen. We had a whole afternoon in front of us with no plans, ...

(Image source: "On the Stairs" by Samantha Wolov)
Your challenge for this Friday, 5-18-12, is to use the picture above to write a flash fiction of 68-122 words. I would also like you to please use this phrase in your submission:
"...rough and scratchy..."
As usual, nobody's checking word counts, or the key phrase, but you only cheat yourself if you break the rules. Unless you're breaking them to earn a spanking....in which case, see me after class.
My take on this pic will go up by 12:01 AM on Friday morning. If you are participating this week (and the more the merrier -- tell all your friends. Enemies, too, if you like), simply stop by any time after that and leave your link using the widget in the body ...

The fact that she put on a matching bra and panty set meant she meant business for later. And business was good. We didn't foreplay very much except for some manual coittoral stimulation through those sexy panties. Of course she gave me a decent blowjob and I returned favor for a short time. When she climbed aboard I was surprised how quickly she came from the ride as she told me to cum inside her. She got so wet that I didnt get much feeling but that was fine. When my turn came I elected to fuck her missionary and ended up pumping two times inside her with rest nailing her cunt lips.

1. I am a 25-year-old petite woman from Europe. I'm heterosexual. I have had 5 partners, all male.
2. I have been single for almost a year, and I'm loving not only the freedom, but also being able to do what I want, with whom I want, when I want. Sadly, I can't get as much sex as I'd like.
3. I lost my virginity at the age of 17 with my long-term boyfriend. We had been doing various other stuff except intercourse for a while so he didn't understand at first that I wanted to have sex that time. When he did, he went soft... but we did get there eventually.
4. At this time, I have two fuck buddies. One is in a long-term relationship, which I don't mind, and the other is basically a little jerk that turns me on.
5. I have never ...

It’s been too long since I have written. Today I realized I didn’t write down the account of the first time The EMT and I said ‘I love you’ to each other and now I don’t remember how it happened. I’m letting life get away from me. First with a visit from Detroit Boy, followed by a sexy week with The Blues Dancer (and the first foray into the openness of the open relationship The EMT and I had arranged), and immediately after the return of The Troubadour. All the while I have been balancing my relationship with The EMT and also working about 6 days a week. I go days on end without even opening my computer much less taking the time to sit down and write. So I will try to provide some sort of re-cap if at the very ...

I was at the gym today and I could have swore I saw a guy with a hard-on. He wasn't walking around proud with it, but he kept his towel in front of him and I could have swore his cock was rock hard under it. Later on I was in the sauna, and a guy walked in and it was just the two of us so I asked him if working out normally makes guys hard. He said he'd heard about it but never had it happened to him. He left and a bit later someone else came in so I asked him too, and he was a personal trainer and seemed to know a bit more about it. He said it's fairly common and related to testosterone production. I never knew guys were working out with so many hard-ons lol. Anyway, the trainer told me what his website was and said he'd give me a free home ...

I met her at a self-help seminar, one of those awful twelve-step things. I’d had it about up to here with human misery, and I had filled out the Saturday Times crossword puzzle until I got stuck, and I was just about to bag it all and go back home to the ranch, when something passed between us and ignited a spark. The motivational speaker droned on and on. The girl next to me sneezed –I don’t know why I hadn’t even taken her in before, but she was that kind of girl – and I said ‘Bless you’ and put my hand comfortingly on her thigh. Her leg was pleasantly thick and warm through the denim, and I let my palm rest there longer than was strictly necessary. When I did move my hand away, she adjusted the way she was sitting so that her ...

“Do I smell like my car?” He said. “Do I smell like [what I transport in my truck]?”
“Yes.”
“Oh. Do you want me to take a shower?”
“You can if you want to. You don’t have to.”
“Ok, well, I will if you want me to. But I don’t want to.” He peered at me like I was going to challenge him. “I just want to make it clear that I will.”
“If you’re going to be preoccupied by it, you should. Do whatever makes you comfortable.”
“I can’t even smell it.”
“I know, because you’re used to it. I’ll get used to it too.”
“Just tell me if you want me to.”

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I love this Tumblr version of Secrets call "Post Your Filthy Secrets" oddly enough.  This one sounded very familiar...

"There was no intention of humiliation involved, but one fun night of drinking led my wife to measure my dick with her sewing tape (5 3/4 in) followed by our friend (7 1/2 in). Then she fucked him while I watched. She has never complained about my size, but the look on her face when he nailed her said it all."— 3 hours ago with 3 notes

Today’s fun TMI Tuesday questions were submitted by Jz from “A Reluctant Bitch” blog. Enjoy!
Love, Hate, and Guilty Secrets.
We never mind telling people about things we love or hate, but how about the things we love, but would hate for anyone to find out about?  Well, it’s time to free yourself of that fear!
For each of the categories below, list one thing you love, one that you hate, and then, take a deep breath and tell us something you hate to admit you love. Really. You’ll feel better for it!
1. Food
     I love: Pizza, Pasta, Pop Corn, Stacy’s Pita Chips, BBQ,  Homemade by me cookies, cakes, brownies,  apple pie with Ice Cream, Watermelon, fresh fruit smoothies, Peruvian Food, ...

“Me & She & Mr C.” by Scheherezade We got some drinks and appetizers, I thought I was nervous? Mr C, J and I. J was way more nervous than me. She had a couple more than Mr C or I…I was a little worried and it was a little uncomfortable.  But I had seen the twinkle in her eyes in her picture and it showed up again, so off we went. Mr. C was kissing me and pulling up my skirt while she peed, I told him how much I enjoyed it when he is rough with me.  I like that his eyes are a little cold, but he is so hungry for me, I can see his lust, I can feel it radiate from his hot hands on my body, and it makes my pussy swell. She walked out, and I didn’t want her to feel threatened, I sensed her, so I went over.  I started to kiss ...

There's a wide variety of tea in the kitchen, and I just brought in some croissants from this excellent patisserie on Queen Street. Please, by all means, help yourself. And don't let the cats bother you... neither of them bite. Relax, make yourself at home.
But I'm going to take a little hiatus now, and this may be just as well since posts have been irregular at best. Other writing projects are demanding my attention and I may be rethinking the entire approach to this naughty blog as well.
I enjoy hearing from you. Feel free to email me to share your thoughts, let me know how you're doing, what you've been enjoying in your visits here. But it's time for this blog to take a breather until at least into the new year.
Kisses.

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