I am a woman for making love round' midnight. I love the wee hours of the night, well before daybreak. I like the way the house is quiet and the only sound that can be heard is heaving breath and hushed whispers.
I love low sexy talk and witty banter and hands and legs entwined. I love making love.
My libido has grown over the years. My desires have become more acute. I can't imagine not having a robust sex life now that I have rediscovered passion. I love to have the back of my spine licked. I love lots of pillows on my bed. I love champagne and vegan chocolates and fresh cut flowers...roses, peonies, orchids. I have discovered flame less candles...I can sleep by candlelight and not burn down my house. I am a woman for mood.
I love high thread count sheets washed and rinsed in lavender. I love Oscar Peterson playing in the background. I am a woman for sights and sounds and taste and touch.
This isn't about being horny. That I can take care of.... This is about romance and making love. A wonderful day spent, a lovely evening lingering, a steamy night to get lost in.
It is fantasy and reality and drama and desire converging on the alter of my king-sized bed. It is taking time again and again and again and again. It is the long slow kiss. The long slow caress. The long slow stroke.
I am in the mood for romance and making love. Not a quickie up against a wall or on a couch. There is time and place for that. I want want want want want deliberate, long playing, breath catching, earth moving, love making, complete with picnic in bed and love poems recited.
Perhaps this is my mood indigo. Perhaps this is a prayer. In any case it is now spoken into the universe with an expectation that someone will come bearing these gifts.
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Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Friday, November 19, 2010
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Tuesday, November 17, 2009
FITZGERALD WRITES SEXY...
I WAS CRUISING ONE OF MY FAVORITE BLOGS... BROTHER...FITZGERALD FROM THE RICH HOUSE. I LOVE THE WAY HE CAN SPIN A PEN! SO I DECIDED TO STEAL/HIJACK/CROSS-POST THIS SERIES OF HIS POETRY FOR THE LOVER IN YOU.
ENJOY!
Whispers In the Dark: Get Lost in You
The Rich House Presents: Whispers in the Dark
Poetry for the lover in you.
These posts will arrive in the evening hours for your reading pleasure. Feel free to share with your spouses. It could make for an interesting evening.
GET LOST IN YOU
I want to place my flesh
Inside your flesh
Bathe in your goodness
Until the scent of my hunger is no more
Separate the fluid of my longing from the inner cavity of my emotions
Feed upon your calming gaze
Delight in the hue of your areola
Swallow my defenses
And scream amidst the passion of our union
Oh yes my love
I want to get lost in you
Submerge myself to the bottom of your pool
Hold my breath
And attempt to mark the time
Upon the walls of my memory
ENJOY!
Whispers In the Dark: Get Lost in You
The Rich House Presents: Whispers in the Dark
Poetry for the lover in you.
These posts will arrive in the evening hours for your reading pleasure. Feel free to share with your spouses. It could make for an interesting evening.
GET LOST IN YOU
I want to place my flesh
Inside your flesh
Bathe in your goodness
Until the scent of my hunger is no more
Separate the fluid of my longing from the inner cavity of my emotions
Feed upon your calming gaze
Delight in the hue of your areola
Swallow my defenses
And scream amidst the passion of our union
Oh yes my love
I want to get lost in you
Submerge myself to the bottom of your pool
Hold my breath
And attempt to mark the time
Upon the walls of my memory
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
MORE...JEWELRY OF COURSE
In need of Vaginal Eggs? Here is a lovely gift set....Stone Love Vaginal Egg Gift Set. Found these and other lovely erotic gifts over at Coco de Mer Erotic Luxury
Well it is almost time to start thinking about gift giving...HO HO HO!
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Steamy Sangria Nights
The week was such a long one for me. My desk was running over with client files, my calendar was full of back to back meetings, my office was a mess and not the mention the a/c was down for a day in the building...in the middle of August. All I could think about on Friday was getting home, showering, curling up with a glass of sangria and doing absolutely nothing.
Since you own your own medical practice, your office is closed on Fridays. When I walked in the door, you took one look at me, wrapped your strong arms around me and told me, "everything will be ok". I believed you. I told you I was going to take a shower and that I would be back downstairs in a few. After spending 20 minutes washing away the week's worries, I returned to the den where you had a glass of sangria waiting on me. I kissed you softly on your lips (I love your thick lips) and curled up under you for the evening's movie. 3 glasses later, I could barely see straight, let alone walk straight. You carried me to our bedroom and pulled the covers over me.
At some point in the night, I felt something poking me in the face. At first I thought it was our dog, Jack, but he was outside for the evening. Due to one too many glasses of wine, I was still groggy and way too weak to move. Whatever this was kept poking me in my cheek and it was annoying. I opened my eyes and there you were...dick in hand. If I didn't you know your silhouette, I would have thought I was being robbed but it was you. I tried to raise my head to ask you what was going on, but you pushed it back down into the pillow. You rubbed the head of your dick across my lips and then slowly pushed it inside. You started moving your hips back and forth while I sucked your dick. You know how much sucking your dick turns me on and I wanted more but you wouldn't have it. Everytime I tried to raise my head, you would push it back down. I teased you as I twirled my tongue around the head just the way you like it. You started getting into it and pushed your dick further into my mouth. The head of your dick hit the back of my throat like a juicy cherry exploding in my mouth. Your pre-cum tasted delicious, but I wanted more.
You allowed me to lay on my back as you straddled my face. Then you proceeded to fuck the shit out of my mouth. So much so that I knew the actual fucking was going to be the thing dreams were made of. You made love to my mouth so good that I think my throat came. Eventually you had your share of throat-fucking me and decided that pussy was the next thing to go. But like surgery, you like to prep your patients before the main event. You devoured my pussy like it was the last supper. You ate Sheba (your pet name for her) like you were a starving child in Africa. You basically raped my pussy with your mouth...and I loved it. Every.single.delicious.moment.of.it. Just when I was on the verge of cumming, you shoved your dick inside of my throbbing pussy and I swear I saw the creation of the universe. The Big Bang. You slowly and steadily stroked my pussy and stroked it well. You would fuck me to the verge of climax and then pull out. Over and over again you would do this to the point that I couldn't take it anymore. I threw you on your back and slammed my dripping pussy down on your dick.
When I saw the whites of your eyes, it was on. I rode you, and rode you hard I did. I screamed for you to cum with me and with that last stroke, we both released. I squirted all over your stomach and you came again. You always did love it when I squirted, but you also knew that meant I had at least one more in me. This time you flipped me over on my knees and slammed your dick into my ass. Oh my goodness it felt wonderful! You wore my ass out while you finger fucked my pussy. I came again and collasped on the bed. You pulled your fingers out of my pussy and my cum was running down your arm. You pulled me unto your chest and we went to sleep.
My work weeks are always the same (busy, hectic, and full of drama) but I know come Friday night, I have a glass of sangria and a good fucking from you waiting on me.
Since you own your own medical practice, your office is closed on Fridays. When I walked in the door, you took one look at me, wrapped your strong arms around me and told me, "everything will be ok". I believed you. I told you I was going to take a shower and that I would be back downstairs in a few. After spending 20 minutes washing away the week's worries, I returned to the den where you had a glass of sangria waiting on me. I kissed you softly on your lips (I love your thick lips) and curled up under you for the evening's movie. 3 glasses later, I could barely see straight, let alone walk straight. You carried me to our bedroom and pulled the covers over me.
At some point in the night, I felt something poking me in the face. At first I thought it was our dog, Jack, but he was outside for the evening. Due to one too many glasses of wine, I was still groggy and way too weak to move. Whatever this was kept poking me in my cheek and it was annoying. I opened my eyes and there you were...dick in hand. If I didn't you know your silhouette, I would have thought I was being robbed but it was you. I tried to raise my head to ask you what was going on, but you pushed it back down into the pillow. You rubbed the head of your dick across my lips and then slowly pushed it inside. You started moving your hips back and forth while I sucked your dick. You know how much sucking your dick turns me on and I wanted more but you wouldn't have it. Everytime I tried to raise my head, you would push it back down. I teased you as I twirled my tongue around the head just the way you like it. You started getting into it and pushed your dick further into my mouth. The head of your dick hit the back of my throat like a juicy cherry exploding in my mouth. Your pre-cum tasted delicious, but I wanted more.
You allowed me to lay on my back as you straddled my face. Then you proceeded to fuck the shit out of my mouth. So much so that I knew the actual fucking was going to be the thing dreams were made of. You made love to my mouth so good that I think my throat came. Eventually you had your share of throat-fucking me and decided that pussy was the next thing to go. But like surgery, you like to prep your patients before the main event. You devoured my pussy like it was the last supper. You ate Sheba (your pet name for her) like you were a starving child in Africa. You basically raped my pussy with your mouth...and I loved it. Every.single.delicious.moment.of.it. Just when I was on the verge of cumming, you shoved your dick inside of my throbbing pussy and I swear I saw the creation of the universe. The Big Bang. You slowly and steadily stroked my pussy and stroked it well. You would fuck me to the verge of climax and then pull out. Over and over again you would do this to the point that I couldn't take it anymore. I threw you on your back and slammed my dripping pussy down on your dick.
When I saw the whites of your eyes, it was on. I rode you, and rode you hard I did. I screamed for you to cum with me and with that last stroke, we both released. I squirted all over your stomach and you came again. You always did love it when I squirted, but you also knew that meant I had at least one more in me. This time you flipped me over on my knees and slammed your dick into my ass. Oh my goodness it felt wonderful! You wore my ass out while you finger fucked my pussy. I came again and collasped on the bed. You pulled your fingers out of my pussy and my cum was running down your arm. You pulled me unto your chest and we went to sleep.
My work weeks are always the same (busy, hectic, and full of drama) but I know come Friday night, I have a glass of sangria and a good fucking from you waiting on me.
Enjoy this as you read.......
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
FOX SEX REPORT: SECRETS OF ROCK STAR SEX
We now have the secrets to optimal sex. It doesn’t involve Viagra, sex toys, rock hard erections, having the perfect body, or a particular position, technique or novelty.
That’s right — you don’t have to shake up your routine, buy another vibrating gadget, lose weight, pop a pill, or master Kama Sutra-style sexual gymnastics for spectacular sex.
Knowing what constitutes super sex is the first step in realizing it. It turns out we may have a lot to learn from our elders when it comes to the most satisfying sex. Those who have been “doing it” for a quarter century or more hold the eight keys to realizing memorable, fulfilling, amazing sex.
Recent research in The Canadian Journal of Human Sexuality found that the best sex comes with relationships as they become more mature. Participants, namely married couples over the age 60, reported the following components as significantly contributing to rock star sex:
1. Being present, focused and embodied. Reported more than any other factor is the need for lovers to be completely absorbed in the moment, feeling completely merged in one another.
2. Connection, alignment and being in sync. The depth of connection is critical to the experience, with lovers becoming one and synchronous as their energies align.
3. Deep sexual and erotic intimacy. With intimacy the foundation of the relationship, the components of intimacy lend themselves to optimal sex. These include caring, deep mutual respect, admiration, and true acceptance of one another.
4. Extraordinary communication and heightened empathy. Lovers realizing optimal sex are able to read their partner’s bodily responses, truly feeling them. They also listen in both verbal and non-verbal ways, picking up on little things and being sensitive in every way.
5. Authenticity, being genuine and uninhibited, transparency. Participants reported the ability to become emotionally naked, share freely, and feel unselfconscious with their lover as critical to having better sex.
6. Vulnerability and surrender. Lovers have a willingness to expose themselves, to truly be seen. In putting themselves in another’s hands, they relinquish themselves, ultimately penetrating each other’s souls.
7. Bliss, transformation and healing. Optimal sex is an exalted, soulful, timeless state of awe and ecstasy.
8. Exploration, interpersonal risk-taking and fun. Sex is an adventure, with lovers becoming explorers as lovemaking becomes one of discovery. Such is complemented by unleashing one’s sense of humor and laughter.
So what does all of this mean?
— Despite reaching climax, you could still be having lousy sex. You can, on the other hand, have exceptional sex without orgasm.
— Sexual ecstasy is not about physiological functioning or technical talent. It’s about feeling fully alive and in the moment — mind, body, and soul.
— Sex gets better with sexual experience and knowing your partner, with the most desirable sex coming from within and, yes, even with age.
— You can still have optimal sex despite being elderly, chronically ill or disabled.
— Optimal sex is how you define it, with your mind set and intent important in becoming sexually gratified.
Researchers further noted that better sex comes with slower, less goal-oriented lovemaking, sex that isn’t all about “achieving” orgasm. Contrary to popular messages in the media, you can be mechanically skilled and sexually functioning, but not necessarily having super sex.
While we’ve been told that “optimal” sex involves reaching a state of sexual perfection, it’s actually a sexual experience different from your average, positive sexual liaison. Yet the unrealistic expectations we’ve been spoon-fed around factors like technique are trumping many lovers’ efforts.
If you buy into magazine headlines and articles promising quick fixes and maximum results, you will ultimately feel anxiety, shame, guilt, and insecurity in being unable to have the type of stellar sex you are “supposed” to be having.
As the study’s researchers wrote, those with fulfilling sex lives “have learned to ignore conventional performance expectations in order to listen to and take responsibility for their own hearts’ desires.” If you want satisfying sex, make sure that “those” includes you.
Dr. Yvonne K. Fulbright is a sex educator, relationship expert, columnist and founder of Sexuality Source Inc. She is the author of several books including, "Touch Me There! A Hands-On Guide to Your Orgasmic Hot Spots."
That’s right — you don’t have to shake up your routine, buy another vibrating gadget, lose weight, pop a pill, or master Kama Sutra-style sexual gymnastics for spectacular sex.
Knowing what constitutes super sex is the first step in realizing it. It turns out we may have a lot to learn from our elders when it comes to the most satisfying sex. Those who have been “doing it” for a quarter century or more hold the eight keys to realizing memorable, fulfilling, amazing sex.
Recent research in The Canadian Journal of Human Sexuality found that the best sex comes with relationships as they become more mature. Participants, namely married couples over the age 60, reported the following components as significantly contributing to rock star sex:
1. Being present, focused and embodied. Reported more than any other factor is the need for lovers to be completely absorbed in the moment, feeling completely merged in one another.
2. Connection, alignment and being in sync. The depth of connection is critical to the experience, with lovers becoming one and synchronous as their energies align.
3. Deep sexual and erotic intimacy. With intimacy the foundation of the relationship, the components of intimacy lend themselves to optimal sex. These include caring, deep mutual respect, admiration, and true acceptance of one another.
4. Extraordinary communication and heightened empathy. Lovers realizing optimal sex are able to read their partner’s bodily responses, truly feeling them. They also listen in both verbal and non-verbal ways, picking up on little things and being sensitive in every way.
5. Authenticity, being genuine and uninhibited, transparency. Participants reported the ability to become emotionally naked, share freely, and feel unselfconscious with their lover as critical to having better sex.
6. Vulnerability and surrender. Lovers have a willingness to expose themselves, to truly be seen. In putting themselves in another’s hands, they relinquish themselves, ultimately penetrating each other’s souls.
7. Bliss, transformation and healing. Optimal sex is an exalted, soulful, timeless state of awe and ecstasy.
8. Exploration, interpersonal risk-taking and fun. Sex is an adventure, with lovers becoming explorers as lovemaking becomes one of discovery. Such is complemented by unleashing one’s sense of humor and laughter.
So what does all of this mean?
— Despite reaching climax, you could still be having lousy sex. You can, on the other hand, have exceptional sex without orgasm.
— Sexual ecstasy is not about physiological functioning or technical talent. It’s about feeling fully alive and in the moment — mind, body, and soul.
— Sex gets better with sexual experience and knowing your partner, with the most desirable sex coming from within and, yes, even with age.
— You can still have optimal sex despite being elderly, chronically ill or disabled.
— Optimal sex is how you define it, with your mind set and intent important in becoming sexually gratified.
Researchers further noted that better sex comes with slower, less goal-oriented lovemaking, sex that isn’t all about “achieving” orgasm. Contrary to popular messages in the media, you can be mechanically skilled and sexually functioning, but not necessarily having super sex.
While we’ve been told that “optimal” sex involves reaching a state of sexual perfection, it’s actually a sexual experience different from your average, positive sexual liaison. Yet the unrealistic expectations we’ve been spoon-fed around factors like technique are trumping many lovers’ efforts.
If you buy into magazine headlines and articles promising quick fixes and maximum results, you will ultimately feel anxiety, shame, guilt, and insecurity in being unable to have the type of stellar sex you are “supposed” to be having.
As the study’s researchers wrote, those with fulfilling sex lives “have learned to ignore conventional performance expectations in order to listen to and take responsibility for their own hearts’ desires.” If you want satisfying sex, make sure that “those” includes you.
Dr. Yvonne K. Fulbright is a sex educator, relationship expert, columnist and founder of Sexuality Source Inc. She is the author of several books including, "Touch Me There! A Hands-On Guide to Your Orgasmic Hot Spots."
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Makes a Pussy Purrrr Proudly!!!!
I JUST LOVE MY FIRST LADY!! And I'm not the only one;-)
Click here to read an article about the World's luv for the amazing, loving blessing of a First Lady: Michelle Obama!
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Click here to read an article about the World's luv for the amazing, loving blessing of a First Lady: Michelle Obama!
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Monday, February 9, 2009
When The Head Of My Manhood Is Lodged Past Her Adenoids
I lifted this post from our Favorite Badd Ass Intellectual Torrance Stephens, Raw Dawg Buffalo Check his blog for photos...
I have been asked what it is I mean when I mention or recite my penchant for throat. See I have been informed that as a man I have been blessed and albeit I enjoy licking and the temperament of a tongue sliding along the surface of my veins, I do require a bit more. I have decided to call this prerequisite throat. So before I attempt to explain, children, the frigid, the weak minded and the inhibited, please do not read any farther.
I cannot lie, there is something about a woman’s oral cavity that makes me swell and stiffen in more ways than one. Although there is nothing better than having some one gesticulate on your manhood and turn your shaft white with their elixir of contentment, the warmness of the throat will never ever be a source for comparison. I mean it is refreshing to have one gyrate their wetness intensely, and tightly, such that one can feel the crease of your hips wedged against them, stretching, opening and expanding the insides of their soma to the extent that their feet and skull becomes one.
Cause truth be told, to me, ain't nothing like leaning back against the sofa and unzipping my pants; being exposed to the elements regardless of inside or outside and her reaching for the base of my shaft. Watching her deliberate motions, up and down the length of me until she feels my veins pulsating and matching her desire to lodge me beyond her Adenoids and tonsils. Her mouth against my pubic hair as I clutch the back of her head and hold it there as I stroke her throat. Maybe even blocking, constricting the passage of her larynx and air ways making her come up for air as if in the ocean.
It is my pleasure to oblige her to extend her jaw and encourage her to press her lips together around my mass. Especially if I am beveraging, wine or tequila, and inhaling, hoping she can feel my veins pulsating, before the baby batter makes her light headed. Her head against the wall. Yes, this is what call throat and I can see it now, the delight of her eyes rolling in the back of her head, and of mines looking up towards the ceiling. Bud Powell never sounded so better.
More politics, history and economics starting next week – had to get that out folk.
I have been asked what it is I mean when I mention or recite my penchant for throat. See I have been informed that as a man I have been blessed and albeit I enjoy licking and the temperament of a tongue sliding along the surface of my veins, I do require a bit more. I have decided to call this prerequisite throat. So before I attempt to explain, children, the frigid, the weak minded and the inhibited, please do not read any farther.
I cannot lie, there is something about a woman’s oral cavity that makes me swell and stiffen in more ways than one. Although there is nothing better than having some one gesticulate on your manhood and turn your shaft white with their elixir of contentment, the warmness of the throat will never ever be a source for comparison. I mean it is refreshing to have one gyrate their wetness intensely, and tightly, such that one can feel the crease of your hips wedged against them, stretching, opening and expanding the insides of their soma to the extent that their feet and skull becomes one.
Cause truth be told, to me, ain't nothing like leaning back against the sofa and unzipping my pants; being exposed to the elements regardless of inside or outside and her reaching for the base of my shaft. Watching her deliberate motions, up and down the length of me until she feels my veins pulsating and matching her desire to lodge me beyond her Adenoids and tonsils. Her mouth against my pubic hair as I clutch the back of her head and hold it there as I stroke her throat. Maybe even blocking, constricting the passage of her larynx and air ways making her come up for air as if in the ocean.
It is my pleasure to oblige her to extend her jaw and encourage her to press her lips together around my mass. Especially if I am beveraging, wine or tequila, and inhaling, hoping she can feel my veins pulsating, before the baby batter makes her light headed. Her head against the wall. Yes, this is what call throat and I can see it now, the delight of her eyes rolling in the back of her head, and of mines looking up towards the ceiling. Bud Powell never sounded so better.
More politics, history and economics starting next week – had to get that out folk.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Thank You and Cum Again
Today was such a rough day at the office. Not only was my computer on the blitz, traffic was hell,I almost ran out of gas, but my iPod broke. My lovely, hot pink iPod. My toy that let sme escape the craziness of the office and get lost in music as I worked.
I guess you sensed my distress when you came over last night and I told you about my day. Your response was, "Damn". Then I told you about my iPod and you offered to take her home and see what you could do. For a week I rode to work in silence or listened to streaming music at work but it was nothing like my iPod. Not Pinky. She always had the perfect song or playlist for my mood and now, she was on vacation and I was stuck with nothing. A week had passed and I totally forgot that you had her. When you dropped by last night I didn't notice that you put her on my desk. Later that evening you asked, "Did you get your iPod? I brought her back". In a very tired tone I responded, "No. I guess you couldn't fix her after all, huh?" You handed her over and the screen lit up.
I screamed "My Pinky is back and working! Thank you thank you thank you!".
The smile on your face was classic. I know you get off on being the "knight in shiny armor" from time to time and I thought I needed to thank you properly for all that you did. You hung around for a little while longer, eating some dinner I cooked and watching tv as we chatted about our day. After you put the baby to bed, I knew I exactly how I was going to thank you. Now, most people would just say "thanks" or some will give you a piece of candy. I had a better treat up my sleeve that I knew you would love.
"Well, I guess I'll head home. I have class tomorrow night so I need to get into work early."
"Oh ok. Before you leave, come here."
You walk over to the love seat where I was sitting and I start unbuckling your pants. I looked up at you with a smirk and you knew exactly what was coming. I was surprised to see that you were already somewhat hard so that turned me on even more.
"Yuuuummmmm. I can't wait to taste this." And I took you completely into my mouth.
You were so into the deep throat action that I was giving you that didn't even remove your suit coat. I licked and teased the head of your dick just the way you like it. I sucked the whole thing in and let it hit the back of my throat just the way you like. I even swirled my tongue around it and sucked the way we both like it. By this point you were trickling cum and I was making sure a drop did not go to waste. I let a little of it dangle on the tip of my tongue and I looked up at you, getting more turned on by the look of bliss in your face.
I ran my hands up and down your legs, over your butt, and up your back. I unexpectedly grabbed your butt and pulled you in deeper. Deeper to the point that I was choking but I didn't care. If I was going to die, it would be like what the french call an orgasm le petit mort, or little death. You started running your fingers through my hair and guiding my head back and forth. Oh you now how much I like that. I actually started cumming as a result of that and that turned me on even more.
Your moaning alone got me so hot and bothered that I was tempted to ride you until the morning light but decided against it since this was about you. I felt your dick getting harder and harder, as your thrusts got harder and harder. Your balls were slamming against my chin and your cum was sliding down the back of my throat. Oh baby, I could even feel it starting to move through the veins in your dick. I wrapped my hand around your dick to delay your release just a little longer and it drove you mad!
You kept thrusting and I kept taking it all, not concerned with the fact that I was gagging. I massaged your balls and massaged the base of your dick with my knuckles when I knew you were about to cum.
"Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit!"
And then you exploded in my mouth. Oh you exploded with a force like no other. I held on to you for fear that you would fall to the ground since you were standing up the entire time. I sucked you dry, sure not to leave anything behind on your clothes, because remember, you were still in a full suit. Your pants were now around your ankles and you were trembling like a newborn baby. I swallowed all of your love juices, wiped my chin and kissed you on the cheek.
"Thanks for fixing Pinky."
"You're welcome. Damn that was great. Do you have anything else that needs to be fixed around here?"
I gave you a wink and said, "No, but I think I can break a couple of things for you later this week."
I guess you sensed my distress when you came over last night and I told you about my day. Your response was, "Damn". Then I told you about my iPod and you offered to take her home and see what you could do. For a week I rode to work in silence or listened to streaming music at work but it was nothing like my iPod. Not Pinky. She always had the perfect song or playlist for my mood and now, she was on vacation and I was stuck with nothing. A week had passed and I totally forgot that you had her. When you dropped by last night I didn't notice that you put her on my desk. Later that evening you asked, "Did you get your iPod? I brought her back". In a very tired tone I responded, "No. I guess you couldn't fix her after all, huh?" You handed her over and the screen lit up.
I screamed "My Pinky is back and working! Thank you thank you thank you!".
The smile on your face was classic. I know you get off on being the "knight in shiny armor" from time to time and I thought I needed to thank you properly for all that you did. You hung around for a little while longer, eating some dinner I cooked and watching tv as we chatted about our day. After you put the baby to bed, I knew I exactly how I was going to thank you. Now, most people would just say "thanks" or some will give you a piece of candy. I had a better treat up my sleeve that I knew you would love.
"Well, I guess I'll head home. I have class tomorrow night so I need to get into work early."
"Oh ok. Before you leave, come here."
You walk over to the love seat where I was sitting and I start unbuckling your pants. I looked up at you with a smirk and you knew exactly what was coming. I was surprised to see that you were already somewhat hard so that turned me on even more.
"Yuuuummmmm. I can't wait to taste this." And I took you completely into my mouth.
You were so into the deep throat action that I was giving you that didn't even remove your suit coat. I licked and teased the head of your dick just the way you like it. I sucked the whole thing in and let it hit the back of my throat just the way you like. I even swirled my tongue around it and sucked the way we both like it. By this point you were trickling cum and I was making sure a drop did not go to waste. I let a little of it dangle on the tip of my tongue and I looked up at you, getting more turned on by the look of bliss in your face.
I ran my hands up and down your legs, over your butt, and up your back. I unexpectedly grabbed your butt and pulled you in deeper. Deeper to the point that I was choking but I didn't care. If I was going to die, it would be like what the french call an orgasm le petit mort, or little death. You started running your fingers through my hair and guiding my head back and forth. Oh you now how much I like that. I actually started cumming as a result of that and that turned me on even more.
Your moaning alone got me so hot and bothered that I was tempted to ride you until the morning light but decided against it since this was about you. I felt your dick getting harder and harder, as your thrusts got harder and harder. Your balls were slamming against my chin and your cum was sliding down the back of my throat. Oh baby, I could even feel it starting to move through the veins in your dick. I wrapped my hand around your dick to delay your release just a little longer and it drove you mad!
You kept thrusting and I kept taking it all, not concerned with the fact that I was gagging. I massaged your balls and massaged the base of your dick with my knuckles when I knew you were about to cum.
"Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit!"
And then you exploded in my mouth. Oh you exploded with a force like no other. I held on to you for fear that you would fall to the ground since you were standing up the entire time. I sucked you dry, sure not to leave anything behind on your clothes, because remember, you were still in a full suit. Your pants were now around your ankles and you were trembling like a newborn baby. I swallowed all of your love juices, wiped my chin and kissed you on the cheek.
"Thanks for fixing Pinky."
"You're welcome. Damn that was great. Do you have anything else that needs to be fixed around here?"
I gave you a wink and said, "No, but I think I can break a couple of things for you later this week."
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Tuesday's Healthy Tootie Treat #11: U got 2 Luv U 4 U!
This treat is short & sweet. We "hear" it said, but often ignore it. This time we're calling for action! Get up from this computer RIGHT NOW, go to your nearest mirror, wink at yourself and say aloud: "I LOVE YOU!" We all need to practice this until we stop giggling at it. This practice of loving ourselves needs to become comfortable to us. We don't need to become self-absorbed, simply COMFORTABLE in our own SKIN!!One note: Remember that love is an ACTION word. Give yourself credit for the LOVING actions you're taking for self! Then go 'head on & add a couple more;-).
Sending Cyber Hugz to start you on your fantastic journey to Self-Love!!
First Tootie Treat: Protect The Pussy Against STDs.
Second Tootie Treat: Work Your Walls.
Third Tootie Treat: Keep The Pussy @ Ease.
Fourth Tootie Treat: Silence Iz Golden.
Fifth Tootie Treat: Candy Iz Dandy, but...
Sixth Tootie Treat: Water Does a Body Good.
Seventh Tootie Treat: PlayMates We're Listening.
Eighth Tootie Treat: Snow on The Mtn. & Fire in The Furnace.
Ninth Tootie Treat: U Got 2 Move it Move it!
Tenth Tootie Treat: Real Intimacy!
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Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Tuesday's Healthy Tootie Treat #10: Real Intimacy
I do hope everyone enjoyed an extended weekend of relaxation & real intimacy whether sex was part of the equation or not. It goes without saying that here at The Chats we love it when the Tootie's getting turned on & tuned up. Howevah, personally, if my main-brain muscle ain't part of the work-out I'm not that into it.Since I began to focus on the health of The Pussy most of my research has been on the physical. But, my own personal interactions (or recent hiatus from) has been nagging at me (for various reasons;-). I'm now motivated to search for health information on intimacy of the emotional, mental kind. I've been talking to a male friend about this intimacy thang recently and the male-female differences in dealing with intimacy often boggles my mind. I found this statement on the site CyberParent:
"David Schnarch, PhD, in his book Passionate Marriage: Love, Sex, and Intimacy in Emotionally Committed Relationships writes that a man is more likely to let the relationship suffer to hold on to his sense of self, while a woman is more apt to let her identity suffer to help strengthen the relationship."
Wowww.... How deep (& true) is THAT?! And what can be done to bring us back to a balanced center of intimacy where both parties can hold onto their identities while building a strong relationship? Below are a few links that I found to help answer that question. If you're in a strong, loving relationship - Please share some of your personal tips to help us all achieve an ideal of truly intimate identity confirming love-making!
- Relationships Australia.com has a great article on Achieving Greater Intimacy. (No wonder Ms. Smack is such a hottie - they've got a national relationship website down undah;-).
- WholesomeBalance.com - has a good deal of interesting information.
- Dr. Stevens of California State University Long Beach offers tips on Success & Intimacy.
May we ALL achieve the Love, Sex & true Intimacy we so desire!!
First Tootie Treat: Protect The Pussy Against STDs.Second Tootie Treat: Work Your Walls.
Third Tootie Treat: Keep The Pussy @ Ease.
Fourth Tootie Treat: Silence Iz Golden.
Fifth Tootie Treat: Candy Iz Dandy, but...
Sixth Tootie Treat: Water Does a Body Good.
Seventh Tootie Treat: PlayMates We're Listening.
Eighth Tootie Treat: Snow on The Mtn. & Fire in The Furnace.
Ninth Tootie Treat: U Got 2 Move it Move it!
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Saturday, August 30, 2008
Video Fixin' Friday;-)
Not sure if this'll be a regular feature, yet - but I been needin' this video fix & hope u enjoy it, too! Thanx again, Brother Rich for hipping me to this groove!
May your holiday weekend be filled with loving, Labor-ed breathing;-)
May your holiday weekend be filled with loving, Labor-ed breathing;-)
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Tuesday's Healthy Tootie Treat #9: U got 2 Move it, Move it!
I've heard it said that eating pussy is like dealing with the mafia: one slip of the tongue and you're in deep shit!Well, Pussies & Playmates, I'm here to report another of my healthy learnings and this one may not be supah sexxay - but it'll increase your sexy factor if u take good care ... of your colon.
I discovered the National Digestive Diseases Information Clearinghouse website. According to them: "Constipation is defined as having a bowel movement fewer than three times per week." Sheeet, if my system only releases once a day I'm feeling irregular.
According to an article I discovered on Buzzle.com: Sex & Colon Cleansing: How One Affects the Other. "It’s no surprise that when you’re not feeling healthy, many of life’s joys can be left behind, and in many cases, it’s the sex drive that goes." GASP! HORRORS! We can't have that!
So, here are a few tips to keep the pipes open according to WebMD:
- Drink two to four extra glasses of water a day (unless fluid restricted).
- Try warm liquids, especially in the morning.
- Add fruits and vegetables to your diet.
- Eat prunes and/or bran cereal.
- If needed, use a very mild stool softener or laxative
- Note - not an endorsement, just a suggestion:
- My family's favorite is: Swiss Kriss (in tea or tablet form)
- Click image for source & one online purchasing option.
Here's wishing us all the ability to Move it, Move it
(in more ways than one;-)!
(in more ways than one;-)!
Second Tootie Treat: Work Your Walls.
Third Tootie Treat: Keep The Pussy @ Ease.
Fourth Tootie Treat: Silence Iz Golden.
Fifth Tootie Treat: Candy Iz Dandy, but...
Sixth Tootie Treat: Water Does a Body Good.
Seventh Tootie Treat: PlayMates We're Listening.
Eighth Tootie Treat: Snow on The Mtn. & Fire in The Furnace.
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Sunday, August 24, 2008
pussy maturity....
As we age our pussies change in color, shape and size - just like the rest of our physical features.
and yes size does matter in both men and in women. We all love a guy that is thick and well hung and fellas I'm sure you love a lady with a tight, wet pussy...who wants to be with someone that has been described as having a pussy the size of "the grand canyon"??
LMAO!!!
Reading this article recently made me really look back over the years and document the changes my pussy has gone thru.
pussy @ 20....sex was still new to her...still shy to the various strangers that tried to please her...orgasms never came..unless she used her fingers, she became the consumate pleaser..giving of her body asking for nothing in return...happy to be with someone no matter what the consequences..anyon that had time..and/or germs...plenty of emotional detachments...carefree, tight and like a virgin, irregular periods regulated by pills...irrational fears of unplanned pregnancies ... the pussy kept me awake at night...seeking fulfillment.
pussy @ 30..tied down married and belonging to one man, barefoot and pregnant, baby making machine..infrequent visits made the pussy dry and unpleasurable...maybe once a month was all it required and desired..just in time to bake a baby, 5 months pregnant heightened the intensity of the planned orgasms, ovulation calculated...vaginal walls stretched to capacity, uterus tipped, irregular periods regulated by cysts and fibroids, tired, exhausted, pussy just wanted to sleep.
pussy @ 40....renewed, strong ... knows exactly what it wants and is out to get it....no longer sitting by the sidelines waiting for her partner....out for hers, vivacious, juicy... bold and beautiful... shaven...come full circle...back to life, virgin like...put a camera on she will give you a show...like in Hollywood, she's the star...wide open but not loose..tight warm and pinker than pink..confident...pussy was alive and well and doing fine!!!!
what's your pussy age?? how has the pussy in your life changed over the years...has it matured with you or without you???
please share...
and yes size does matter in both men and in women. We all love a guy that is thick and well hung and fellas I'm sure you love a lady with a tight, wet pussy...who wants to be with someone that has been described as having a pussy the size of "the grand canyon"??
LMAO!!!
Reading this article recently made me really look back over the years and document the changes my pussy has gone thru.
pussy @ 20....sex was still new to her...still shy to the various strangers that tried to please her...orgasms never came..unless she used her fingers, she became the consumate pleaser..giving of her body asking for nothing in return...happy to be with someone no matter what the consequences..anyon that had time..and/or germs...plenty of emotional detachments...carefree, tight and like a virgin, irregular periods regulated by pills...irrational fears of unplanned pregnancies ... the pussy kept me awake at night...seeking fulfillment.
pussy @ 30..tied down married and belonging to one man, barefoot and pregnant, baby making machine..infrequent visits made the pussy dry and unpleasurable...maybe once a month was all it required and desired..just in time to bake a baby, 5 months pregnant heightened the intensity of the planned orgasms, ovulation calculated...vaginal walls stretched to capacity, uterus tipped, irregular periods regulated by cysts and fibroids, tired, exhausted, pussy just wanted to sleep.
pussy @ 40....renewed, strong ... knows exactly what it wants and is out to get it....no longer sitting by the sidelines waiting for her partner....out for hers, vivacious, juicy... bold and beautiful... shaven...come full circle...back to life, virgin like...put a camera on she will give you a show...like in Hollywood, she's the star...wide open but not loose..tight warm and pinker than pink..confident...pussy was alive and well and doing fine!!!!
what's your pussy age?? how has the pussy in your life changed over the years...has it matured with you or without you???
please share...
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Tuesday's Healthy Tootie Treat #8: Snow on the Mtn & Fire in the Furnace!
I'm thankful for the strong genes in my family. Most of the early deaths were caused by reckless habits & behaviors. Those who lived moderately & took good care of themselves lived into their 90's, some into their 100's!Many of us in blog-land are far from that (so we want to believe;-), but it's never too early to begin preparation;-). One of my aunts often jokingly states, "There may be snow on the mountain top, but there's still fire in the furnace." Tha's the kind of legacy I'm talkin' 'bout! Intimacy should continue as we sashay this earth. Sure, some things will change: I may not swing from the rafters like I used to - but who knows ... I may get better at some other "tricks";-). That's the kind of Pussy Control I aspire to!
See? Lance, It's not just me;-). There are many studies & research showing that sex gets better with time. Here are a few:
Here's to a LIFETIME of Deliciously Fun Sex!!
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Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Tuesday's Healthy Tootie Treat #7: PlayMates we're listening...
U know we Love our Male PlayMates here at The Chats! To that end we want to assure U that we're listening, watching & observing U. We want U all to stay Healthy & Happy (ultimately our concern is selfish ... because withOUT U who will keep our Pussies purrrring?;-). Seriously, though - we really DO want you all to take great care of yourselves.We will periodically post Healthy Treats for PlayMates because we are interconnected & interdependent. Healthy U begets Healthy US & that's a lovely cycle! There's an information filled website: Male Health Center which suggested the following ways we can team up for great health:
- Understand the male approach to health.
- Share what you learn with your male partner.
- Watch for signs and symptoms.
- Talk about it.
- Work on a problem together.
- Talk with other women and men.
- Encourage him to share his feelings.
PlayMates, please know that we're here for U. We really do listen...
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Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Tuesday's Healthy Tootie Treat #6: Water Does a Body Good!
Most Americans tend to vacation in August. So, this is my li'l Tuesday Healthy Tootie Tip to help U pack: Remember your sunscreen, great reading material & plenty of WATER! Here are just a few great things water does for us:- Improve Your Energy (for us Sex-Kittens that's a Grrreat thang;-) !
- Increase Your Mental & Physical Performance!
- Remove Toxins & Waste from the body!
- Keep Skin Healthy & Glowing!
- Help U lose Weight!
There are many great resources to confirm this Health Treat & get more information. A few are listed below:
And we all know how good IT GETS when a li'l extra moisture is added;-):
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Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Tuesday's Healthy Tootie Treat #4: Silence IZ Golden
Rest the Pussy Regularly. Yea, we like to work our walls, but in order to maximize your longevity - remember the importance of Rest & Relaxation ... especially found in SILENCE. Sometimes put the Pussy To Bed without stimulation. Be aware of the myriads of messages being blasted at your Pussy frequently ... keeping her on alert. Practice a periodic "fast" from the world of media. GASP! Yes, this even includes a slight break from The Pussy Chats. Turn off the televisions, shut down the computers, put the phones on silent, shut off the music players and just BE SILENT (hear Jill Scott crooning that one?;-)!! It need not be long & painful. A quick 15 minute sound "break" each day does wonders for me! U will be amazed at how well rested you'll feel after even five minutes. Here's to a Healthy, Well Rested Puss who's ROARING to go!! There's Power in the Cat Nap in Silence;-). LOL!First Tootie Treat: Protect The Pussy Against STDs.
Second Tootie Treat: Work Your Walls.
Third Tootie Treat: Keep The Pussy @ Ease.
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Wednesday, July 16, 2008
HumpDay Poll Dancing ... in Babz' honor:-)
Sistah Babz is crazy busy getting prepped for her BlogHer Debut! Cheers 4 your speaking engagement, Sis! Send us virtual postcards:-).
In her absence - I'm putting up a quick "faux" poll - I don't have time to figure out how to set up the official Poll: tha's Babz's expertise. I'm just going to ask a question & U readers feel free to answer in the comment areas. In light of Sistah Babz's last post on wood:
What's Your Most Frequently Freaked Wood (purposely did not use term favorite - cuz for some of us that's not available presently)?
A. Throbbing Male Loveliness
B. Wood
C. Glass
D. Plastic
E. None of the above
F. ALL of the above.
Hoping u all had a Happy HumpDay!!
In her absence - I'm putting up a quick "faux" poll - I don't have time to figure out how to set up the official Poll: tha's Babz's expertise. I'm just going to ask a question & U readers feel free to answer in the comment areas. In light of Sistah Babz's last post on wood:
What's Your Most Frequently Freaked Wood (purposely did not use term favorite - cuz for some of us that's not available presently)?
A. Throbbing Male Loveliness
B. Wood
C. Glass
D. Plastic
E. None of the above
F. ALL of the above.
Hoping u all had a Happy HumpDay!!
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