time for something new....

Happy New Year to everyone!! I hope that this New Year's Eve is the best one so far... full of fun times and good memories. Make sure to drive safe (for those of you who are the DD) and be careful!

We'll be bringing in 2009 playing poker and drinking with our friends... hopefully I'll have good stories to tell!!

So here's a toast to all my readers! Cheers!

Sugasm #155

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This Week’s Picks
I’m kind of … insatiable.
“She’s gasping already. Each breath a moan, each touch connected to the noises she makes.”

The most spankable day of the year
“And for spankos, they are a high holy day to be approached with all the reverence and gaiety of a Pagan-cum Christian holiday.”

Private club
“It’s that kind of club - the kind you have to know about, the kind that doesn’t even have a name.”

Sugasm Editor
Sex Work And Honesty: Being Childfree

Editor’s Choice
I Wonder

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Good Girl
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The Truth is, I’m Lonely

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Angel Dark & Tereza Ilova - Close Friends
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Sex Humor
Monday Mirage: Hundred Orgasm Woods
Who’s Your Daddy? Vader vs. Joker
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A Boy and his Sleepsack
Call my name
Feast
I smell like sex
My First Over-The-Knee Spanking
The only DIY Leather Hood on the net
Sex Life Snapshot
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12 Days of Christmas Sex Toys List
Beautiful Blonde Bondage Model Dia Zerva Endures Her Most Intense And Brutal Impact Play Scene Of Her Career
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Fetish Pinup - Bettie Page dead at 85
Fresh Of The Presses, The Orgasm Bar 8 On DVD.
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Hot Erotic Holiday E-books
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Windows

Merry Christmas!

I know I've been a terrible blogger as of late... but with the holidays here.. its really just been a mad house. The weather has been crazy and trying to make sure we're ready for Christmas... just keeps me from actually having time to blog. Hopefully things will get back to normal afterwards.

With that said... I wish all of you a very happy holidays. I hope that it is everything you hoped for and more and that you are blessed with time with family and friends.

I know that we will be having a great day tomorrow.... so far.. I think this has been one of the best Christmases I've ever had. I think that the snow had a part in that.. butttt its just been a good one all around filled with lots of good memories.

Oh and I got my first white Christmas... only took me almost thirty years to do it.

life's little moments

We did very Christmasy stuff tonight. We got our tree today and put it up. I tell ya.. I really do love decorating the tree.. its just SO much work. It is worth it when it is all done but trying to get it all straight and then untangling the lights. Ugh... it is enough to drive a woman crazy.

So finally the tree is all up.. the girls had lots of fun putting it up... and our kitten.. well.... I can see we're going to have issues. I just know I'm going to come home to ornaments all over the floor... or a kitten at the top of the tree... either way.. not good.

I must say... I like the way it looks :-)

During putting up the tree Ben and I took turns picking out Christmas music. This is big... simply cause he does not really get into Christmas. I hate that... I wish he loved it... at least just a little bit. He really loves The Transiberian Orchestra so he had picked that. I sat down with him for a bit letting the girls take over.

We cuddled up listening to the music... and it was.. well perfect. Just like it should be. I leaned into him.... and looked up. We kissed sweetly... nothing passionate.. just the lovely dovey kind of kissing. I whispered that I loved him... I didn't want the moment to end.

Of course, just like any other thing... it has to end.... but we still had that brief little time... that was nothing less than storybook.

Sugasm #154

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This Week’s Picks
Watching
“My heart raced as I watched him stare at me, wondering if he knew I was awake. ”

Hot and Handy Part 2: Handjobs for the Ladies in Our Lives
“Getting her wet has two big benefits when it comes to getting her off.”

Sales Report
“I’m the only woman in the room.”

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Sex Work And Compassion: Death In A Client’s Family

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Crying

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Does Legislation affect Porn Fetishes?
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Pleasurists #6
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Advice: I Fucked His Best Friend
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What Should a Girl with a Boyfriend Do About Her Lesbo Longings? You Decide.

Erotic Writing and Experiences
Appetizer
AudioErotic – It Never Hurts to Ask
Back to basics
Brush Strokes
Camera Shy, Part 1
Chapter 2
Condom-less
Dreamweaver
Not a real lap dance
Police Officer Fantasy
Razorblade Dreams
Salty sweet
A Welcome Home

Sex Work
A Picture of a Caller in Pantyhose
Another Cockteasing HHNT
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BDSM & Fetish
Breaking you
Latest Gifts from brock
Limits
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Ask Miss Bliss
Better Barebacking for Bloggers
Melt
An Oral Confession
Poly Perfect. Confession #186
Untitled
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Red Rose of love

baker girl Sierra

I'm not sure why I do this to myself... why I work all day and then come home and work more..... always around the holidays. We bake so much stuff for the holidays... it can be quite consuming. I always enjoy finding new stuff and trying to make it. I love baking... and don't get to do it as often as I'd like... the problem comes after I'm done.

I work for hours and hours. The stuff I've done before... always turns out right... but the new stuff.... somehow.. I always find a way of messing it up or it not being up to my expectations. I am very critical of my own work and want it to be perfect.

Case in point... I made a apple pie from scratch for Thanksgiving... including the crust. On the recipe... the filling and topping were in two different columns. I was in a hurry.. it was the last thing I baked that night... and I looked down and saw how much flour I needed for the filling. After I was done putting it all together... I realized that I had put way too much flour.. that I had put the amount inside that I needed on top... nice.

Tonight was no different. I've decided to do a few things (candy wise) early because the week of Christmas will be crazy hectic for us. I had decided to make Nutter Butter and cake balls. I did the Nutter Butter ones first.. they were tasty. Then I made chocolate cake balls next.. and they turned out ok.. but certainly not what I expected.

I did the recipe just as instructed.. but it seemed like too much cream cheese which made them not as dense as I think they're supposed to be. Then after I spent hours making these things (and dinner) I finally got to sit down. I glanced back over the recipes.. only to find out that I did the Nutter Butter balls wrong (sigh). I was supposed to use cream cheese... not cream cheese icing. The good new is... they still taste good.

So yeah... I am exhausted.. and feeling not so great about this stuff I put so much effort into. Ben, of course, says they look great. I'm sure that its just me being overly critical of myself.

I think I need a long hot shower and cuddling with the hubby.. then things will be all fine and good. :-)

now thats how you wake up

Ben and I slept in this morning... and when we woke up... it was about the same time. We laid in bed... just enjoying being against each other. One of those lazy mornings where you don't have to get up and be anywhere so you take in that moment.

I could feel the stir in me.. that desire of wanting. Ben was on his back and so I rolled over on my side... thoughts running through my mind of all the things I wanted him to do to me. He rolled over and wrapped his arm around me and so I wiggled back into this body letting his cock rest in the crease of my ass. My heart beat a little faster.

We laid like that for a bit... and I could hear his breathing fall into a easy pattern. He had obviously fallen back asleep. This did not make my thirst for him go away though... it just presented a new challenge to me.

I pushed my hand gently under his arm and started caressing his hips. I stroked slowly but with a sexual touch to it. Sometimes only with my finger tips.. and other times with my whole hand... as my mind wandered. From time to time my hand would wander down to right next to his cock... trying to get the response I was hoping for.

After a while... with nothing happening... I was frustrated... horny... and not getting anywhere. I finally stopped and rolled away to pout. I always can get him going that way... and for some reason... it wasn't working this morning.

As I did this.. he asked where I was going... I said no where... but was full of disappointment. He wrapped his arm around me again and pulled me back into his body. His hand found my chest... and wandered down to my nipple.. stroking it gently. It was then I realized that he was no longer soft... but at full attention against my ass.

He rested his face against my neck and started kneading my breast harder. My hand reached back and started touching him.. running my hands over his hip...till it finally found his cock. I began stroking him slowly... loving the way it felt in my hand.

His hand reached down and found my hungry pussy. He stroked it making my body shiver... getting it nice and wet for his entry. I spread my knees and he slid deep inside of me with a moan of pleasure escaping my throat. I had ached for this... the feeling of his cock inside of my cunt.. and I was getting exactly what I wanted.

Our bodies began to glide together... in a movement that was almost choreographed. His hand came up around the front of me... finding my throat and grasping it. I could feel the muscles in my pussy tighten around him.

He whispered for me to cum... to cum now for him. It didn't take long for my body to respond to such treatment. I came hard all over him.. with a force that pushed him out of my pussy.

After this... he slid back in and I began to fuck him harder... pushing back into him... feeling full. Soon his hands found my face and blocked me from breathing. I could feel myself getting wetter.... as the words from earlier poured from his mouth... and like earlier.. a violent orgasm ripped through my body.

This time, Ben used my wetness to slide into my ass.... a feeling a welcomed. At first he went in partially.. then pressed hard till he was deep inside my ass. Surprisingly to me... it wasn't as painful as I thought it would be... it felt- amazing.

He fucked my ass roughly... his hands about my throat again. I was loving every minute of his assault trying to hold my breath and gasping when I couldn't. I could feel the build in his body... I could feel his orgasm coming.. and I welcomed it.

Before long... Ben spilled his seed in my ass.... filling me full... making me feel content and proud. He slipped out and I leaned back against him feeling the glow of great sex.

blast from the past

So today I checked an old account of mine... which I do periodically. There was an IM from someone I used to know that was left nine days ago. It said:

"Hey, don't know if you still check this account but if you do I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I hope everything is going good for you. Chris".

I sat there kinda surprised for a moment... I had not heard from this guy in.. oh... six years. Not to mention that I have no idea what he has to be sorry for? AND has he been thinking about this said thing that he should be sorry for over that many years? Honestly, I'm at a loss.

I met Chris through friends in college. I was having troubles with my ex... around then. In the process of our friendship growing... my relationship ended but would later end up reuniting.. (which of course you know by now was a bad idea).

Essentially Chris became a rebound... even if I did like him. We spent time together and of course had sex a handful of times. Nothing really came of it.... perhaps that is what he is sorry for.. who knows.

At some point my weak ass ended up having sex with the ex again.. and hence became knocked up. And before you get any ideas.. yes.. my ex is my daughter's father. I know this with every inch of my being.

From that point Chris and I kind of went our separate ways.... BEFORE I knew I was pregnant. I thought about him off an on for a bit... but soon his memory faded into oblivion till... today. So here I sit. Wondering. I'm not sure what his motivations are after so many years have passed... it seems very odd to me. I know that I would not contact someone out of the blue like that even if I felt I should have done things differently. Chances are.... that would change nothing... or, like me, they would have no idea what was going on. (LOL).

So who knows if I'll ever find out.... I mean... I'd like to know... but I'm not going to lose sleep over it by any means. I guess life is kind of random sometimes.

Sugasm #153

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For tonight, we’ll forget who and what we are.
“I want to play with you all night.”

Please, please don’t
“It will hurt, but it will be fine”

Rough
“I want you on top of me.”

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Sometimes You Find You Get What You Need

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Twenty Four Hours
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Wrestling With Eric
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100 posts and still sucking

This is my 100th post! It amazes me.. to say the least... here's to 100 more.

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Yesterday afternoon... Ben and I had laid down in bed... we dozed off a bit laying in each others arms. We were laying in the bed weird so we adjusted ourselves and curled up under the covers. I love the way his naked body feels pressed against mine.. but I'm sure that's just a given.

I laid there floating in and out of consciousness. My mind wandered as I did so.. thinking of all the things I wanted done to me. I envisioned being laid out over Ben's legs and him spanking me with my brush... for whatever reason. I could feel the stir inside of me... and moved a bit to feel his cock against the crack of my ass.

I laid there still daydreaming... occasionally moving my ass against him hoping to cause a reaction. When this didn't work out for me...I moved my hand back onto his hip and started rubbing ever so gently.

This did the trick.. I felt his cock come alive against me as he reached up and started fingering my nipple. Before I knew it... he was deep inside of me... massaging my pussy with his hardness. It felt amazing... heh.

I reached behind me and put his hand on my head.. hoping he'd get the clue and pull my hair... and what do you know.. he did. He knows me well. He pulled back.. not too hard.. and I bucked my hips against him... squeezing my pussy muscles around him.

We moved with each other.. fucking at a steady pace... enjoying each other. Before long.. I could tell the tensing in his body.. the telltale sign he was going to cum. I moved my hips against him... and started to milk his cock into my cunt.

After he was done... I curled up next to him.. back against his side.. his arm wrapped around my chest. We laid there for a bit enjoying the glow of our sex. Minutes passed and I could still feel the arousal in my body... crying out for more.

I reached over and started slowly and gently brushing my hand over his semi-hard dick. After a minute or two I could feel it coming back to life.. and he told me to make myself cum. I wrapped my hand around his cock and started to stroking as I rubbed my clit.

Ben went to work in my nipples again.. torturing them. I could feel the orgasm growing in my groin already... it wouldn't take long to push me over the edge. I worked feverishly on my pussy as I kept my stroked at a even speed on his cock (at least, I think I did).

When I felt myself teetering... I asked him to tell me.. (which means for him to tell me to cum). And he did.. several times. It was all I needed.. like a breathe to the feather sending it in the air... I was off.. floating into space.

When I came back down I got onto my knees and took his dick into my mouth... being gentle at first. Slow... warm... movements up and down. Before long the pace quickened... and I was taking him deep into the back of my mouth, hitting my throat. I massaged his balls... and used my tongue against his shaft.

The pace became very quick.... my head bobbing up and down.. his feet curled in tenseness. AND then it happened.... somehow part of the skin went between my front two teeth (and there is no gap there at all.. so I'm still not sure how it happened). The realization of what just happened slapped me in the face and I sat up quickly.. telling him how sorry I was and asking if he was ok.

He was all right... said it didn't that bad. I looked back down and saw a bulge on his cock. Tears started to whell up in my eyes... I did not like the fact I had just hurt him at all. Ben told me to come to him and wrapped his arms around me... comforting ME. Like I had been the one hurt. He kept telling me it was okay.. and I was saying that I didn't like hurting him.

Later this bulge turned purple, I think I busted a blood vessel. :-( I feel terribly about it... I have never done anything like that... I try to be so careful. I guess it goes to show.... sex can be dangerous.

We were talking after it happened...

"I could never be a Dom.. I don't like hurting people. I feel so bad about it.", I said

"Well you couldn't be one acting like you did ealier", he joked (meaning me crying).

I am happy to report, though, he is fine and says it only feels like a little scratch... thank goodness!

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Let's hope in the next 100 posts this will never happen again :-)

One wonders, why must a good thing made bad?

Well its the day after Thanksgiving.. and that means only one thing here in the United States. It's Black Friday. Now, I personally love getting up early and shopping.. finding great deals... and even though I may miss out on a deal or two... I certainly do not let that get me down.

All my family met up with Ben and I this morning... lists in hand... our plan of attack in mind. We waited outside in the cold and at 5 a.m. we filed into the store in an orderly fashion. As always, it was warm inside.... but even more hot than normal with all those people... it was down right uncomfortable.

We managed to get everything on our list but the Nintendo DS my oldest daughter wants. We found a short line to check out in... and headed out... all in less than a hour. I'm pretty proud of that.

From, there we picked up my niece and checked out the next store. After we grabbed some breakfast and headed to the game store to pick up the system and scoop up the next deal... buy two get one free games. We were.. oh.. fifteenth in line to get in... and ended up waiting forty-five minutes to check out.. yuck.

We stopped at several other places and the mall after that. I'd say we have about eighty-five percent of our Christmas shopping done now... which is no small feat I must say when you have two children. So overall I'm very pleased with that.

HOWEVER...

Once we got home... I got online and read through the news and such. I stumbled across something that just made me sick.. and angered me. Apparently this morning in New York a WalMart worker was trampled to death after a group of shoppers literally busted down the doors. This makes me so very sad. I don't see how saving $50 is worth that. Why would someone do such a thing. I mean I understand wanting to get that good deal... but to break down a door and run people over... that is just beyond me.

I know that I could never live knowing that I helped murder an innocent person just to save my pocket book a few bucks. How must those people feel about themselves... and do they even care that a life is lost now? For what? A new tv? A Cabbage Patch doll? Give me a break.

I just shake my head.... there really are no words to convey just how wrong this is. I hope that who ever was involved goes home... and feel much regret.... that they think of that person everyday... and know that there is nothing they can do to change that- just because they needed to get that laptop for their kid.

This is exactly the kind of shit that gives us bad names. Just not right.

Happy Thanksgving!

I doubt I'll be around tomorrow to blog.. so I wanted to wish everyone a very wonderful Thanksgiving. I hope that everyone has a great day with their family and friends.... and make sure to save some room for pie!

Oh and... there is always room for some kink... even on Thanksgiving... enjoy!

TMI Meme

I stole this from Lalana. Seriously.. this is long... so get comfortable.

Things to do before I die
1. See Italy and Tahiti
2. Open my own cake shop
3. See my kids graduate high school
4. Buy a home
5. Celebrate our 50th anniversary. (stole that one!)
6.
7.

Things I cannot do
1.Despite what I think... I cannot sing that well
2. Seem to go the speed limit
3. Forgive two people from my past
4. Perform brain surgery
5. Put up with idiots.. seriously
6. Throw a ball for crap
7. Be blatantly mean to people

Things I say most often
1. Love you
2. Knock it off!
3. Dumbass.
4. Seriously?
5. Thank you for calling XXX XXX Bakery... this is Sierra, how may I help you?
6. Right on
7. What a moron

Books I love
1. Time Enough For Love
2. Firestarter
3. Twilight
4. New Moon
5. Eclipse
6. Flowers for Algernon
7. The House by the Lake

Movies I could watch over and over
1. Legends of the Fall
2. Ladder 49
3. The Little Mermaid
4. A Walk in the Clouds
5. Clue
6. Ocean's Eleven
7. A Knight's Tale

All-time albums (good lord!)
1. Buckcherry- 15
2. Staind- Chapter IV
3. Rascal Flatts- Me and My Gang
4. Evanescence- Fallen
5. Hinder- Extreme Behavior
6. Boston- Greatest Hits
7. Alanis Morissette- Jagged Little Pill

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40 Questions….

My uncle once: embarrassed the crap out of me while driving down the interstate

Never in my life: will I not be a Mom

When I was five: I sat on my birthday cake on accident

High School was: all right.

I will never forget: to always be myself

I once met: someone famous in an airport

There’s this girl I know who: stabbed me in the back... several times

Once, at a bar: I got so drunk I could barely walk out.

By noon, I’m usually: halfway through my work day

Last night: my ex touched me.... shudders

If I only had: more time and money

Next time I go to church: I'm sure I'll be dead... cause I'll be damned if I go in a church again

Terry Shiavo: had such a sad life

What worries me most: being poor and not being able to provide for myself and family

When I turn my head left, I see: Ben :-)

When I turn my head right, I see: my oldest daughter

You know I’m lying when: I say: "no, thats fine"

What I miss most about the eighties: is... um.... I'll get back to ya

By this time next year: I hope we're closer to paying off our debt (and be done paying on my car!)

A better name for me would be: crazy bitch

I have a hard time understanding: a lot of things in this world

If I ever go back to school, I’ll: surprised

You know I like you if: I make an effort to call/text/hang out with you

If I ever won an award, the first person I’d thank would be: three people.. Ben and the girls.

Darwin, Mozart, Slim Pickens & Geraldine Ferraro: who cares

Take my advice, never: pass up a chance of a lifetime

My ideal breakfast is: scrambled eggs, hash browns, sausage, and biscuits

A song I love, but do not own is: ummmmmmmmmmm

If you visit my hometown, I suggest: be ready to sit in traffic

Tulips, character flaws, microchips & stars: sigh

Why won’t people: quit worrying about everyone's business but their own

If you spend the night at my house: have a kitten attacking your feet

I’d stop my wedding for: pretty much nothing

The world could do without: pedophiles

I’d rather lick the belly of a cockroach than: die (dramatic huh?)

My favorite blonde is: my youngest daughter

Paper clips are more useful than: my fingers

If I do anything well, it’s: complain

And by the way: I'm ready for this to be done!

UNIQUE

1. Nervous habits ? fidgeting with anything in my hands
2. Are you double jointed - nope
3. Can you roll your tongue - Nope
4. Can you raise one eyebrow at a time ? yes but it takes a lot of effort... I'm no Rock
5. Can you blow spit bubbles ? yeah.. but do I want to?
6. Can you cross your eyes ? Yes
7. Tattoos ? 1
8. Piercing - 0
9. Do you make your bed daily ? nope... well unless you count when Ben flips the covers at night to straighten them out

CLOTHES

10. Which shoe goes on first ? whichever I grab first.
11. Speaking of shoes, have you ever thrown one at anyone? ? I dont think so
12. On the average, how much money do you carry ? usually no more than $20
13. What jewelry do you wear 24/7 ? wedding and engagement rings, heart shaped key necklace
14. Favorite piece of clothing ? the skull jammie pants I stole from Ben....

FOOD

15. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it ? Cut it
16. Have you ever eaten Spam ? Please dont make me relive that
17. Do you use extra salt on your food? nope
18. How many cereals in your cabinet - I think 4
19. What’s your favorite beverage ? Kiwi Straw Propel or Diet Cherry Pepsi
20. What’s your favorite fast food restaurant - Jack-in-the-Crack
21. Do you cook? most every night

GROOMING

22. How often do you brush your teeth ? twice a day
23. Hair drying method - usually air dries
24. Have you ever colored/highlighted your hair -yeah.. not in a while though

MANNERS

25. Do you swear ? heh.. does the wind blow?
26. Do you ever spit ? not really... Im a swallower hehe

FAVORITE

27. Animal ? cats
28. Food ? chicken alfredo
29. Month ? May
30. Day ? Sunday
31. Cartoon ? tv? or movie????
32. Shoe brand ? Adidas
33. Subject in school ? English
34. Color ? blue.. hands down
35. Sport - none… not a big sports person.
36. TV shows ? oh here we go.... Heroes, Smallville, House, Prison Break, Stargate Atlantis, Battlestar Gallactica (the new one), Nip/Tuck
37. Thing to do in the spring? enjoy the fresh air
38. Thing to do in the summer - swim
39. Thing to do in the autumn - cuddle on the couch with Ben
40. Thing to do in the winter? cuddle on the couch still

IN AND AROUND

41. In the CD player ? Buckcherry
42. Person you talk most on the phone with? Ben
43. Reading? nothing right now 44. Do you regularly check yourself out in store windows/mirrors? nope 45. What color is your bedroom? white.. sigh . 46. Do you use an alarm clock? yep. 47. Window seat or aisle - Window.

DUMB

48. What’s your sleeping position - kinda halfway between stomach and side
49. Even in hot weather do you use a blanket ? usually
50. Do you snore ? only when Im sick
51. Do you sleepwalk ? I did when I was a kid
52. Do you talk in your sleep - yep

53. Do you sleep with stuffed animals ? no
54. How about with the light on ? nope
55. Do you fall asleep with the TV or radio on ? not anymore
56. Last interesting person you met ? ummm I've met a lot of interesting people lately

MORE STUFF

2 names you go by: Baby and Momma
2 parts of your heritage: Native American and um.. well I think I might have some Cajun in me
2 things that scare you: dying alone and heights
2 of your everyday essentials: sleep and water
2 things you are wearing right now: Nike workout pants and gold tshirt
2 stars you are currently crushing on: Im not
2 of your favorite musical artists (at the moment): Staind and Buckcherry
2 favorite songs (at the moment): Sorry and Everything Changes

2 CD’s played in your car (at the moment): I listened to Hinder and Buckcherry today
2 things you want in a relationship (other than real love): trust and honesty
2 truths: I've only been in love two times. I feel things deeply... I love deeply and hate deeply.
2 physical things that appeal to you (in the opposite sex): eyes and butt
2 of your favorite hobbies (aside from scrapbooking): sex (haha) and writing
2 of your worst vices: eating junk food and complaining
2 things you want really badly: to not worry about money and to vacation more often
2 places you want to go on vacation: Italy and Tahiti
2 things you want to do before you die: See Europe and watch my kids grow up
2 ways that you want to be remembered: As a good wife and mother
2 things you are thinking about right now: Im seriously tired and I think its time to get off here
2 stores you shop at: Walmart and Ross

All I have to say is THANK GOODNESS!!!

.... sex... raw... sex

I had just finished my shower... I got off and dried off then proceeded to do my nightly grooming ritual. After I finished I headed to the door and opened it.. only to be surprised by Ben. I didn't have much time to think as he grabbed my hair and pushed me to my knees.

He was already fully erect which made me very happy to say the least. He shoved his cock into my mouth which I eagerly started to suck. I moved my lips up and down on his shaft, taking him in as deep as I could. His hips were meeting my movements with such vigor it was hard not to choke.

We did this for a bit before he finally pulled away and "walked" me into our bedroom by my hair. His hand never left my head as he had me get to my feet and lean over the bed. The first lash of the flogger hit my somewhat damp skin hard making my whole body tense. I cried out.... wishing that I had got a warm up but could see it was something I would not get.

Each hit was like lightening through my body. It seems to me that since our play has been spread out lately, my tolerance to pain has diminished some.. which makes me kind of sad. So who is to say he was hitting harder? Maybe it's just me and my lowered threshold.

I kept crying out... over and over.. more in pain than in pleasure.. even if I was enjoying immensely. Minutes passed and my back.. shoulders... sides.. ass.. and thighs were being assaulted. I could feel spots he hit over and over... the pain was intense... at times barely to where I could handle it.

During his onslaught, he would ram into me with deep furious thrusts that took my mind off the sting of my skin.... which made it so much easier. Until. He pulled away and began to batter me again.

Finally some relief came.... and onto my knees I went again. I sucked vigorously as he ordered me to rub my clit and cum. I made quick, small circular strokes on my clit was I swallowed his cock in my mouth... feeling the orgasm grow inside of me. His words flowed out of his mouth like velvet... "Cum. Cum now." That was all it took... my body shook with pleasure.

Back on the bed he began to flog my back again and tease my cunt with his dick. My fingers dug into the bed and gripped at the sheets. Over and over he hit me with an intensity that had me wrapped up in little knots... of course in a good way.

Soon we got to a point to where it was too much... I squinted my eyes and begged to have some relief.. to have a moment.. a break to soothe my burning flesh. I got my wish.... back on the floor I went.

I sucked him in to the back of my throat this time... he started to face fuck me at a steady pace. Again he ordered me to rub my clit. I did so.. then was pulled off his cock. He pulled me back by my hair, arching my back. He started hitting my left tit.. over and over...the pain was terrible.

"Cum for me. I want you to look in my eyes and cum"

And so I did... I rubbed feverously till I came again.... making eye contact the whole time. I felt so vulnerable.. knowing he could see into my soul at that very moment. That he could prbably see what was in my head and heart... the lust that was there for him.

I was pulled to my feet and pushed back across the bed. I continued rubbing my clit as he started to flog me again. I was very sensitive by then... and could feel the overwhelming pleasure growing between my legs again. I tried to stop... to keep it from happening... but it was too late. My body convulsed again.. a powerful orgasm ripping through me.

"Did you just cum without my permission", he asked. I answered with a yes.

"I think you need to have your pussy whipped for that. Two times. Don't you think?". Again, I said yes.

So, I climbed onto the bed laying back spread eagle. He ran the flogger gently over my pussy lips... making my body tremble with nervous anticipation. When it came... the shock wave through me was intense to say the least. It rippled from my cunt to every extremety.

I forced myself not to completely close my legs.... as he said to open them up. Again, he teased me.... gently running the leather over my heated skin. When it hit again... I cried out... feeling the throbbing left behind..... and before I knew it... again painful hit.

I breathed deeply.. trying to calm myself and somehow found myself on my knees again. As I sucked this time... he talked.

"You have a choice. I can cum in your mouth. Or. I can cum in your ass.", Ben purred.

I pulled away just long enough to utter the words, "in my ass". He seemed to like this idea very much and was very condescending about it. After a few more pumps into my willing throat... he told me to get the lube and lube up my ass for him.

I did so.. making sure to be generous in the amount used.... trying to keep from being in too much pain. Once I was ready for him... I laid across the bed with my ass in the air. I breathed slowly... trying to push out any tenseness I had in my muscles.

When the tip of his cock touched my ass... it was so hard not to tense... but I kept breathing. He pushed in slowly... being gentle.. but forceful. Slowly he inched his way in till he was almost all the way in... and I felt panic wash over me as he began to slide in and out.

My breathing quickened and pain shot through me.. and not the good pain. He stopped.. telling me to calm down and breathe. I listened to his words and worked through it... keeping my arm wrapped around my waist to calm myself.

When I got it under control again he began fucking my ass again. He told me to rub my clit... and I did.. slowly... trying to keep out any bad thoughts of pain. His pace quickened.. and it started to feel better. He ran the flogger over my back as he did this.... hitting me gently.... I'm sure to keep from making me tense.

Before long I was fully into it.. enjoying every inch of his cock in my ass. He was really pounding away at me when I cried out for him to cum inside of me. The words put me over the edge and I begged to cum as well.... over and over till he heard me.

Ben told me to cum... just as he spilled his seed into my waiting ass.... to say that it was good... is an understatement.

sometimes its good to remember your past

A friend of mine is going through a rough patch in her life... she and her husband are having some marital issues. I've been there before... not with Ben... but my children's father.

My relationship with my ex... we'll call him Mr. Wonderful (can you feel the sarcasm in that name? grin). Mr. Wonderful and I had a great relationship.. for the first.. oh... three months. He had good qualities.. and yes, I have talked about him on here before... here. I was smitten with those few good qualities and managed to look over all the bad ones.

Years passed... somewhere in there we go married (a HUGE mistake)... and somewhere in there.. I was miserable.. just didn't realize it. I mean, that's not true... I knew I was unhappy but in all honesty I never thought I could have everything I wanted and I could be happy. It just seemed like a foreign idea. I was quite okay with settling.

This was my mistake. I settled. Then one day... I realized... I want more. I want all the things I dreamed of.. I just wanted to to be happy. Simple as that. I told him... crying how unhappy I was.. and that things had to change... and of course, he begged me not to leave him. BUT, do you think he did anything to try to fix our issues? Nope. Not a single thing. I spent another month.. making sure I was for sure of this... and decided I needed a weekend away.

When I got home... I told him I was done.. that I couldn't do it anymore. I needed more from my life... and he wasn't part of that. He moved out that night to his parents.

The following months were horrible. He was borderline stalker.. seriously. He'd show up at the house... always tried to touch me and huge me... it just made me sick. I can't really begin to explain what it was like. But I had to deal with him still because of the kids and because I adore his family and intended on still being a part of it.

Even after I met Ben.. he was still pining after me... and most people feel that he still wants me. The whole idea just makes me ill to my stomach.

So I guess the point of this is.. you never know what life holds for you. Life is short.. and its the only one you have... you should always do things to make yourself happy. Had I not made a difficult decision, I would not have what I have today- a man I love very much that makes me happier than I ever thought possible.

Life has a way of working itself out... but sometimes you have to give it a little help. You have to make tough decisions sometimes... in order to get what you truly want in the long run... life is not always easy.

Are people really that ignorant?!

Answer: YES!

It truly amazes me... and words are hard to shape in my head simply because I'm astonished and horrified at some people. We live in a world where women have the right to vote.... African Americans can sit anywhere they want to on the bus.... and we even elect our first ever black President. Now tell me why... there are so many simple minded people- people that feel that some book should dictate how we live our lives?

Last time I checked... I could have swore that church and state were supposed to be separate. And if this is so... then why... OH WHY... does the "state" have the right to say who can marry who? Just because someone falls in love with someone of the same sex.... why are they less entitled to legally marrying? How are those people any less American? How do they have less rights?

Again, last time I checked... all men are created equal.... but of course.. there are stipulations. Back in the day it was... equal unless you are a woman... or if you were not white. Now it's equal, unless you're gay. Give me a freaking break.

I'm sorry- wait not.. I'm not sorry. No book... written thousands of years ago... that has been updated time and time again... from some so called God.... will tell me how to live my life. No thanks. There is NOTHING wrong with being gay.. not in the slightest. Whom you love is not my business.. nor is it anyone else's or the government's.

That is what the problem is... so many religious fanatics telling people what to do. Live your own life... if they chose to live that way.. then fine... that is there right. Just as it is any gay person's right to marry the person of their choosing. It's just simple as that.

All this debate about same sex marriage is just sickening. I just don't know how else to put it. I have my opinion.. just like anyone else.... and my opinion is that everyone should be able to be free to live the life that suits them. That's what this country was founded on after all.

So, yes, I'm fired up. What fired me up?

I was on lunch today. There were three people in the break room.... all over the age of 45. Some how the topic of same sex marriage came up. One of the women was saying how sick it was... and the other two were going on about how it's just not right.

They pointed out that I was being quiet... I said that it's cause I had an opinion and I didn't agree with there's. That it was fine to have a different point of view, but that I did not feel the same way they do.

But that was all I needed. I was so angry at how small minded they were being. I mean, how does that really affect them? Do they stay up at night worrying about it? I think not... so why oppress others... begrudge them the same rights that you have?

I left the room a while later feeling sad and angered. For all the bounds and strides we've made as a country.... we still have a long way to go.... a long, long way till we are all truly equal.

***********

updated:

I found this clip on The Late Bloomer's blog....

Just a few of the things/reasons I love my husband

I love the way you smell. I always have. I could lay against you forever just soaking in your fragrance.... if I never believed in pheromones before you.. I surely do now.

I love how your eyes sparkle when you look at me... the way they light up when you say you love me.

I love how you text me each morning to say hello, ask me about my day, and tell me you love me.

I love how wrap the towel around me after our showers... it's such a simple gesture, but I adore it.

I love that you tell me good bye in the morning and give me a kiss... and never forget.

I love how you adore me for who I am.... that you've never tried to change me... and embrace every part of my body, mind, and soul.

I love how you do things for my children and how protective of them you are. I brings a smile to my face each night they hug and kiss you good night.

I love how you help clean the house and never complain. Laundry included.

I love how you've encouraged and joined in on my erotic side... I love that we see eye to eye on that. I love that you get just as much from our play as I do.

I love how you link your arm with mine when we walk.. and open my doors before I even have a chance to. AND how you put your hand on the small of my back as you do so *shiver*.

I love how you make me laugh... and how silly I can be with you, that you don't make me feel like I'm being silly because you play along... we just get each other.

I love how you hold me and listen about something that's bothering me or if I had a bad day... your arms always make me feel better.

I love the way you kiss... oh... my.. goodness... do I ever! I love that you can still take my breath away with just a simple touch of your lips.

I love that you come have lunch with me sometimes... makes the work day a little more bearable.

I love that we enjoy the same tv shows and movies... even if we don't agree on music... two out of three ain't bad.

But most of all.. I love you... because you are you... and there is not a thing I would change... simply because then you would cease to be the man I fell in love with. I know that over the years you and I will grow and mold.... but at the core you will always be the same man. I could not be any luckier that is for sure.

Love Our Lurkers... the late edition!

So I was late finding "Love my lurkers day" and so decided not to do it... but kitten said I should do it anyway... so I am.

Just like any other blogger... I love to hear from my readers. It's nice to know what people think of what I write and such. In fact... comments have always encouraged me to write more.. especially in the times I feel a slump in how much I've blogged.

So... in some ways.. my readers, you, are part of my inspiration.

With that said... I would really love to hear from any one that reads... or have just found my blog and let me know what you think... or even just say hi. I would love either.

Thanks for reading!

Sugasm #152

The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #153? Submit a link to your best post of the week by emailing me directly at radicalvixenatgmaildotcom Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.

This Week’s Picks
Sugarbutch Star: Maze - The Girl in the Red Dress
“She’s the kind of girl who brings out the worst in me.”

treat or … fuck
“He looked like I had just given him a car for Christmas and he gently took my hand and led me upstairs. ”

A Life Exposed and Amplified
“We were breaking the rules and being dirty.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself
Sugar Bank

Editor’s Choice
I told him I loved him. He gave me a pen.

More Sugasm
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Erotic Writing and Experiences
Break On Through
Eiffel Tower
Fast Jenny
A Few Orgasms Before Bed
Geisha
Goodbye, my Love
lustlustlust
Mexican Girlfriend
Mixing business and pleasure
Mistaken Identity
Unblemished

Sex Advice
How to Have Anal Sex with a Big Penis
Is Fantasizing Wrong?
Is Sex Without Oral a Dealbreaker? You Decide.
Lasting Longer in Bed

NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio
Georgia Jones wants to go for a ride
HNT. Forest Nymph
HNT! (One more cherry, popped.)
Kamila - The Restoration
More from the knee socks series
PSA: Breast Cancer Awareness
Seductor

Sex Work
Dating Civilians 101

Sex News, Reviews, & Interviews
A New Twist on an Anal Sex Toy
On Tuesday, Vote for Equality

BDSM & Fetish
-3 Days
Bad Girl
The big dodge
Blind date: Impressions of a Dom
Dirty Boy
egg scissors
Do you want to cum? How bad?
Jake gets Punished in Spanking Movie
Kneeling In Style
Long Night in Thee Cow Shed
Marked: An Open Letter
Mistress by Proxy, part 2 : the slut
The New Bath Brush
Pimping him out
Pondering Piercings
Quickie

Sex Humour
Friday Poem: Achy Achy Cunt

Thoughts on Sex and Relationships
HNT-Time
Hubby’s Halloween Hit. Confession #167
The Space Between
Two women, two stories

Do you ever wonder what women think of when they orgasm?

I was on my back... arms apart above my head.... legs spread wide... Ben sitting between my knees. I closed my eyes as I felt his fingers touch my freshly moistened pussy. I let out a sigh as one of those fingers slid up between my lips till he reached my clit. He slowly slid his other fingers into my awaiting hole... leaving his thumb on my clit to stimulate me.

As he rub me inside and out... I moaned... feeling my body react to his touch.... a body that had not really came down from the thorough fucking it had just minutes before. It was intense... and to the point... he wasn't messing around... he had a mission. To make his lover cum.

I reach down and pushed his thumb away from my clit and started rubbing briskly with my fingers. I started to imagine things... into my own little world... where things I wanted.. happened.

Ben texted me on his way home from work.

"Be naked and waiting for me on your knees with your collar in hand"

When he arrived home... I was on my knees.. hair pulled back... head down a bit... hands behind my back with the collar.

I could almost hear the smile on his face from his reaction.

"Lean down on your hands with your ass in the air", he commanded.

I went down... making sure my ass was as high in the air as I could then felt his hands rubbing my bare skin... I shivered.

"Where is that collar of yours?"

I held it up for him. He told me to sit up on my knees. He was behind me now... wrapping the collar around my neck and buckling in place.

Back on my hands and knees he grabs my hair... leading me to the bedroom... crawling.

In the bedroom he's naked... I'm bent over the bed... he spanks me... then flogs me.

Back on my knees again.. back arched backwards.. head almost on the bed as he flogs my tits... an evil grin on his face.

Back leaning over.. he's fucking me hard now...

I feel the wave of orgasm growing... the fucking was all I needed... it rolled over me.. intensely. The wave rolls... not letting up.. like the white foam left after the water breaks on the shore. When it subsides... my body is limp in his arms... ahh perfect.

moving on

Today has been a bit emotional for me. My friend put his two week notice in... and today was his last day. Now, we do hang out... outside of work.... but I mainly see him at work. I spend most of my free time with the family. I got him some flowers, balloon, and a card... I wanted to remind him of how much I love him. Because I do. He is one of my closest friends.

He loved the flowers. He's just like that.. he appreciates things like that.... no matter how small or big the gesture is. I was in the freezer when he was leaving. He came up and said he was going. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and hugged him for a while. I breathed slowly.. afraid that I might cry. I could tell he was doing the same.

After we hugged I told him how much I was going to miss him... and that I loved him. AND that he better come visit and for us to still hang out... text me... etc. We hugged again... he thanked me for the flowers for a second time... and left.

It was bittersweet to say the least. It's not like he's leaving the area... I will still see him... but I can't help but feel sad. With that said, I am happy for him.. that he got out of that place.. that he's doing what makes him happy. That's important.

You see... I have this thing about friends. Growing up I never was very popular. I had friends, yes... but sometimes I wonder if I really did. Like wonder if they were true friends. A lot of these people proved there weren't... and the others just simply moved on. We all do that. I only have one person I still call friend from when I was a child.

I lost a lot of them in high school and came to the realization that I'd rather have a handful of true friends than a large group of them. Ones I could trust and I know that would have my back if I never needed that.

It seems that circle of people grow smaller everyday. It hurts my soul to think of the people I've cared for.... for the things that have happened... the pain I've endured. I wonder sometimes if I caused their betrayals.... their finality to our relationship.

It almost makes me just want to stay in the safe haven of my family.. where I know I'm loved... never risking the chance of having my heart hurt from someone who claims they are my friend, when in the end I'm just a warm body filling a place.

So yeah... bittersweet to lose him. I miss him already.

oh the nothingness

I have nothing to say... so here's something... better than nothing right? :-)

Allergies are kicking my ass right now... and work and home life is sapping all my life out of me... hopefully I will have something to talk about soon.

what wonders the shadows hold

I was laid out diagonally across the bottom of our bed... totally spent.. eyes closed almost unable to move part of the sheet bunched in my hand. I felt Ben's hand touch my flushed skin... gently running his fingers across my back.

"Come on baby", he said sweetly, wanting to take me into his arms.

He crawled onto our mattress and I slowly followed. He was already on his back when I curled my beaten body into him.... feeling completely loved and safe with his arm wrapped around me. I laid my head on his chest and felt completely at peace.

*************

Ben had texted me earlier in the day... letting me know that his back was hurting and that most likely that meant no sex... hope I wasn't horny, he said. I, of course, was. It had been two weeks since we had done anything remotely painful... and I was feeling restless to say the least. It's weird how I almost need the pain to stay grounded these days.

I prepared myself for the rest of the day not to get what my body and mind needed. I was tired... and feeling my day at work. It seemed very late at night... even though it was only a little after seven (or so).

I went to our bedroom and laid down, cuddling up to one of our cats. Ben followed and we talked and cuddled for a bit. He asked me what I wanted to do... and since sex was out... sleep was the next best thing. He agreed but said we should go take a shower.

In the shower... after he finished I needed to shave still before I would be done. He was just standing there.... so I kissed him (which is usually when he leaves to dry off). He continued to stand there... and I complained saying I needed to shave and I didn't want to run out of hot water.

He kissed me again... deeply.... with my razor in hand (funny the things that stick out in your mind). I kissed him back passionately... locked in his embrace as his hand went to my hair and tugged. I was a instantly weak in the knees.

After a few minutes I complained again about needing to shave (assuming that I wasn't getting laid... and so therefore no reason to get me riled up). He wasn't done with me though.. and kissed me again.

He broke the embrace and pushed me to my knees in the shower.... then rammed his cock down my throat. The roughness seemed more harsh.. given the time that had elapsed since the last time we played that way. Every tug on my hair was more painful than I remembered.

He fucked my face... and then opened the shower curtain and stepped out... leaving me on my knees. He grabbed my hair again and pulled me to my feet. This is where he began his assault on my ass. He smacked it over and over.... and I yelped... feeling each sting deep inside of me.

After he got in many good blows... he pulled my hips into him and buried his cock inside of me. I cooed with happiness... though it would be short lived. He slammed me a few times then abruptly yanked out.. ahh you have to love a good tease.

I shaved quickly knowing that my hot water was almost gone. Sure enough, I shaved most of my legs in cold water.... nicking my legs in the process. When I opened the shower curtain the door to the bathroom was slightly open (nothing out of the usual) but I could see that the lights were off.... excitement flashed through me.

I dried off quickly and did my after shower rituals... I'm a creature of habit. I stepped out of the bathroom and headed to the bedroom. Ben was standing there... still hard... waiting for me in a candlelit room. I glanced at the bed, it was stripped except the bottom sheet and laying on the side was our blue flogger. I thought to myself that was strange knowing that he prefers the red one... but I was NOT going to complain.

From there its some what of a blur between sucking his cock while he flogged me.... being bent over the bed and being flogged. The pain, just like it was in the bathroom was just the same.... intense. It stung bad... but in a good way... and in my head I wanted the pain to stop.... yet... I didn't.

I do remember him pulling me back against the bed with my hands over my head... holding me in place as he flogged my stomach.. my legs... my tits. I spread my legs... he was almost amused... asking if I wanted my pussy spanked.... and like the pain.. I did but I didn't.

After a while he finally fucked me... and it felt fantastic. I laid my head down on the mattress as he pounded away and I noticed an odd thing.... I could see our shadow on the wall.. flickering. It was.... well.. I don't have words for it.

I was intoxicated with the image of our bodies mingled together... I stared at it but still held onto our actions. Several times I would stare off at it... being able to see my wonderful husband behind me.

It seemed like forever... but I could finally start to feel his frenzied bucking against me. I knew at any minute... he would be filling me with his cum... I pushed back against him.. totally lost in lust.

I gasped... screaming... and felt his body convulse against me....

Sugasm #151

The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #152? Submit a link to your best post of the week by emailing me directly at radicalvixenatgmaildotcom Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.

This Week’s Picks
Help, My Friend Says I Have an Ugly Vagina!
“Say no to vagina prejudice!”

“Kiss My Boots.”
“One of the more unexpected hairpin turns I navigated in my “Coming Out” into BDSM involved a series of moments that were deceptively simple, perhaps even innocent, in a way.”

Yours, Sir
“I felt and then heard a low rumble of a slightly sadistic chuckle from him.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself
Sugar Bank

Editor’s Choice
Sass And The Sadist

More Sugasm
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Thoughts on Sex and Relationships
The Crying Game
Cute animals don’t belong in my pussy
HNT - Shaking that Arse
Searching for something as yet unknown
Shame on you, part 2 [podcasturbation]

Sex & Politics
But People Don’t See My Fetish As Sexy! How Do I Write About It?
Red is the New Black

BDSM & Fetish
BDSM, S&M and Sex And The City
Girl On Top
Got to Love Subby Friends
“He Calls me”SLUT”" ~I call him MASTER!
I know you
My Muse-15th entry
A Quiet Night In
Sweet VS Saucy
That’s a great way to spend an afternoon

NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio
HNT Lucky Heather 3
HNT: Shut me up…
Half-Nekkid Queyntes
New York Leather Weekend - Sunday
Sublime Nudes

Sex News, Reviews, & Interviews
A Cocktease Session with a Leg Harness and Dildo
FAQs on Jefferson’s Custody Case
Recession Sex Toys
Top Five Tuesday - Bisexual Movies
VibeReview Fantasy: Bendybeads

Sex Work
Humiliation with a Tiny-dicklet Caller
Sex Work And Compassion: I Show No Compassion

Erotic Writing and Experiences
14 Days, 14 Girls Part 4: Kim
Duties of The Admired Fuck
First Day on the Job
The First Squirt
Intoxication
Let me introduce you to my special talent….
Neighbor’s Hot Tub
Possession
Privacy Please
Rebel in the Wild
A Return to Form
Seductive Sin
She can take more.
Someplace I’ve never been, part 3
Stripper Academy
Thrill In The Woods - Chapter 2
Wanting to Be Wanted
Wet Spots

fall is here!

I love fall... and it never ceases to amaze me how much. The crispness of the air... the chill on the wind.... the sunny days and even the gray ones.... and most of all... the color of the leaves. I just LOVE looking at the colors.... it makes me feel very peaceful.

I was driving home from work today... and I felt like I could sit and stare at the trees for hours. It's just so wonderful to me... I can't really explain it. It's certainly my favorite season of the year. I'm lucky enough to live in a part of the United States that has distinct seasons. None of which are super extreme in either temperature range... which is nice.

Today is one of those gray days.. one where I wanted to stay home on the couch, drink hot chocolate, and read my book. OR... even better would have been curled up on the couch with Ben. Alas, neither happened today.... work intervened into that dream. I guess that makes the days we can do that even more special.

I don't see that coming in the near future... we have a full weekend ahead of us... and soon things will be hopping with the holidays. I know that my sister and I always go overboard at Thanksgiving and Christmas. We spend days leading up to the holiday baking and such. The thing that's kinda dumb about it is this....

We have a snack table set up first thing. It contains veggies... crackers.. cheeses... meat rolls... sausage... sweet stuff... all sorts of stuff. We all end up eating all day long and are stuffed by the time that the actual meal rolls around... let alone dessert. So we spent those days preparing for this... to have all this yummy food and desserts... and we don't even end up eating half of it. We almost always end up having to take dessert home.

It is great fun though. I just love spending time with my family. We spend the whole day cooking... and bs'ing. We play games around the table and just chatter. On Thanksgiving we always scope out the Black Friday ad's and plan out our attack on the following day of shopping.

On Christmas we spend around four hours opening presents and there is always one scavenger hunt... it became a tradition about four or five years ago. This year my children and niece and nephew will be the recipients of that honor (giggles).

So yeah.. I didn't mean for this to become what it has... I totally planned on talking about my love for Fall. It turns out that for the first time in several years... I am stoked about the impending holidays... and for that.. I truly am thankful. There is nothing like spending time with the people you love...

addiction

As much as I love it...sometimes I wish I had never learned about it.

I think about it all the time.. wanting it... and even in the afterglow of it... I'm onto the next time... like its never enough.

It consumes me.

I'm telling you, it's ruined me. Sometimes regular sex does not quench the thirst I have inside me.

It's an addiction.

And just like any addiction it consumes me.

It's always on my mind... how and when I'll get my next "fix".

I feel so greedy.... I have this wonderful life.. wonderful husband... and somehow I want more... I want to sit on the edge of arousal... waiting... wondering when I'll tip forward into the unknown.

It's all... so wrong... this want... this- need.

guess I'm it

Apparently I was tagged.... much thanks to
kitten

The Rules-
* Link to your tagger and list these rules on your blog.
* Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog - some random, some weird.
* Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blog.
* Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

1. I have strange eating habits. For example... when I eat a bagel (like a cheddar cheese bagel) I eat the outside skin of it... then eat the inside. Or... I eat sandwiches and hamburgers in a circle so that my last bite is always a yummy one.

2. I use Crest with Scope toothpaste. Apparently Ben did too even before we met... it was fate I tell ya lol.

3. I've only skinny dipped once. I was 18... it was in a lake in Alabama (where I grew up) with two of my closest friends.

4. When I was in labor with my oldest child... I watched Wes Craven's New Nightmare... when I was in labor with my youngest.... I watched Nip/Tuck.... I'm weird like that.

5. My first cd I ever owned was Mariah Carey's Musicbox (shudders).

6. Im huge on table manners... smacking at the table... just drives me nuts... its rude.

7. When I was 5 I used to watch the Wizard of Oz every single day... and now... I can't even think of watching that movie... it just annoys me.

And now its time for me to tag people... lets hope I can come up with seven people lol.

Mina and Sylvanus

Nibblybits

Oh man... I cant! Half the blogs I read I don't comment on... it would be weird.... should I still do it??????

Sugasm #150

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