Welcome to my secret spot

I am moving!

2012-01-02T00:00:00.000-06:00

When I got ready to set up camp on Blogger back in June '08, I made several attempts to set up a Blogger address (someone took "nolensvolens" but never did anything with it), I settled on "alienus-kairos" as the address. I never expected that to be quite problematic for others. More on this later.

I stopped in early '11 for what I thought would be a brief spell when a board of directors asked me to step in and take over as a director. I knew what I was stepping into, but I didn't realize that the spell would turn into one long sporadic break.

When summer rolled around, I developed a serious case of FIA (Fuck It Attitude) because the job had turned into a major clusterfuck and I wasn't able to log into Blogger much anymore. I no longer felt in tune with fellow bloggers. I even stopped chatting with other bloggers.

Then came along autumn. Things were starting to pick up when school resumed. The burden did not ease up like I thought it would. I fell behind on the job, feeling overburdened.

You know the saying, "If you want to get things done, you ask the busiest person you know." The punchline? I'm the busiest person, so who do I ask? :(

I decided to step back and do an introspective on me. I realized that when I was blogging often, my life was in order. I was on top of things and I always got the job done. I never felt like there was too much going on. I decided to take back my life by getting back into Blogger.

Boom. That was what I needed, but the damage was done - so many of the bloggers I used to chat with on a regular basis were either not around anymore or had moved on without me. I understood that I would have to re-build myself back up and I am okay with that.

What a better way to rebuild myself back up than to register a new address that's easy to remember? The new blog address is nolensvolens08 (just like my gmail address) and I will leave the old blog up for posterity. The old blog will be "locked down" in terms of comments - you will NOT be able to leave comments on the old blog anymore. You are welcome to e-mail me to let me know what you think of the old blog.

One final note - I was surprised to get an email from The Late Phoenix, asking me if I would help keep HNT going. After speaking with two friends who agreed to help me, I will create a multi-faceted platform for everyone who would like to keep doing HNT. I promise you that this WILL be sex-positive. I will not allow any drama and I will not discriminate at all.

I will make an announcement about the new platform on my new blog very shortly. Please update your bloglist (change the address to nolensvolens08) so you can be up to speed on my new blog.

Osbasso & HNT...what now?

2011-12-29T00:00:00.000-06:00

Osbasso announced that HNT would not be continued. I can't blame him...it had been around since '05 and that's very impressive. Really damn impressive. I do realize that the concept behind Half-Nekkid Thursday has evolved beyond what Osbasso had originally envisioned.

I spoke with Osbasso last night about HNT. He said if people want to keep doing their HNT, that is fine with him. He said, "As an organized thing, it's over."

Why is HNT so damn popular? There's no "one size fits all" answer - people do HNT for sexual gratification, art, inspiration, thrill of participating, curiosity, dares, and whatnot. I think HNT is a good thing because it allowed people to express themselves sexually.

If I had never heard of...wait, let me rephrase this. If a friend hadn't told me about HNT (when she could easily have not at all), I would never have been able to use HNT to truly explore who I am. Granted, I do HNT behind the mask of anonymity...as do most of HNT'ers. There's no way in Hell that I could have done it if people actually knew who I am.

Why? I wasn't sure of myself. I even asked in a post 3 years ago if anyone was interested in seeing naked pictures. I had no problem with complete strangers seeing my cock, but friends? My own IRL (in real life) friends? I had told very few friends about my blog when I started out and I was very nervous about baring all. I was blown away by the support I got via comments, e-mail, and IRL.

I took the plunge and know what I discovered? A new-found sense of self-acceptance. I felt better about who I am. I used to doubt the sincerity of praises heaped on me by people. I used to be shy about talking to people on chat. No more. When someone tells me that I have a beautiful cock, I believe that. When someone says I am handsome, I believe that. You get the idea.

So, what now? I am saying to you, "Keep taking pictures and keep sharing with the world!"

Christmas HNT

2011-12-15T15:06:00.001-06:00

I didn't realize that the HNT theme started this week. Took this picture in between errands...today...and I wasn't alone. I whipped my pants down, pulled my shirt up, and managed to snap this photo without anyone noticing what I did. ;) Sorry, no click-thru...maybe next time!

Shh...I decided to throw in a clearer picture for you...

Follow me on FaceBook!

2011-12-15T00:00:00.000-06:00

I even created a secret group in my FB account - few days ago. The secret group is for the members to share sex-positive news, links, and pictures. I plan to re-introduce the series in the FB group along with new series as well. In fact, I started a new photo album called "The Robe Series".

If you are interested in joining the group, all you have to do is add me on FaceBook and/or message me in FB, asking to be put in the group. Remember, other members can see who you are in the group so be sure to use the correct FB account when you want to join.

As for the erotica that I talked about in the last post, my friend suddenly stopped collaborating with me...citing workload issues. I asked her if she is genuinely interested in starting up again and she said she has thought about writing with me again. I will go ahead and publish the 4 completed erotica stories, most likely during the week leading up to Christmas. Why? 'Tis the season for giving. ;)

Wow! I need to trim that off!

2011-08-01T00:00:00.015-05:00

I decided to take a look at it after not doing any maintenance work for so long. No idea when was the last time I trimmed.

I took a look and counted. 85 total. Hmm...a bit excessive.

I checked thoroughly for any inactive or dead ones. Removed all.

Re-assessed for a new total...63 now. Take a look below - I put in a click-thru to preserve the NSFW protocol.

~clicky click~

What? You thought I was going to show you my cock or something? Pervs! ;)

What has changed this year?

2011-07-25T00:00:00.050-05:00

As you have previously read, my wife and I have dabbled in swinging occasionally. The problem was, it never felt right to us to call what we do "swinging".

One night early this year, we were watching a documentary on TV about polyamory. The documentary focused on more than two people living together in a loving and intimate environment. That, wasn't what triggered the "Eureka!" moment.

What did trigger it was when we looked at each other after breaking for commercials and the conversation went like this:
Wife: "I like that, polyamory. That's more like us than us being swingers."
Me: "Polyamory makes sense since we don't meet with other people for sex. We love the intimacy and sharing that with others."
Her: "Yes, that's it! We like to share. Yes."
Me: "That's it then. We are not swingers, but we are polyamorists." She giggled at that.

Newsweek did an article on polyamory two years ago and even coined the "ethical nonmonogamy" term - engaging in a loving, intimate relationship with more than one person, based on knowledge and consent of everyone involved. Now that does sound like us!

We may not be openly polyamorous or allow others to reside with us, but this allows us to enjoy intimate and loving relationships with others...without the distraction of or dealing with jealousy of others who are not included. We are, and always have been, very selective with who we choose to have intimate relationships with.

Some people have asked us how we deal with jealousy on our part, and my answer is always "We don't get jealous because we both agree on who we want to share the intimacy with." Another question we get asked is "How do you choose who?" and our answer is "Slowly and with deliberate consideration."

That would explain why we didn't seem to "swing much at all" if you were to look at our history. We decided to try swinging around 2004 at a friend's encouragement and we have had swinging experiences with just two couples and a woman since then. We were averaging one experience every two years. We didn't like how most swingers couldn't deal with our snail's pace or how some of them seemed to care about sex only. I even had one male swinger say to me, "We come over, I have fun with the woman, and you have fun with CJ. You better make my baby happy." Uh...have fun with..."the woman"? Hello? Do you even know...my wife's name or do you even care?

Hence, the "Eureka!" moment. It fits us perfectly...after all, we are polyamorists. ;) I may have to create a FAQ...please feel free to e-mail me or post comments.

One step at a time...

2011-07-18T00:00:00.155-05:00

Oh boy. What a night I had. Quite the price to pay for that night, and I am more than glad to pay.

I went to a bar with my wife to hang out with other friends and acquaintances. We were celebrating the birthdays of the month and we were not only looking forward to mingling with them, but with our potential playmates.

Wait. Let me back that up.

My wife and I have known them a long while, but it wasn't until recently that things started to get interesting between all four of us. I had an instinct about something so I said certain words in a certain way to the woman. She admitted that she was attracted to both of us and had talked to her boyfriend about us. He was into the idea as well.

Well, well...how about that? I let my wife know and my wife got very excited because she was attracted to them as well. She felt good about them and told me that we should make plans to include them.

After some conversations and figuring out the logistics some time later, we all agreed that the bar would be an ideal place for all of us to get a feel for the situation. Funny thing was, none of us touched each other while we were at the bar even when I got some attention from two women. Both danced with me and both felt me up.

Man, was I feeling sexy. Felt nice to know that I was being desired by a drunk friend and my wife before the night was over. ;)

The bar got very crowded as the night wore on. The couple would chat with us on and off while I chatted with others and fought the drunks for my space at the bar. The couple did an excellent job of not letting others pick up on their interest in us. Soon it was time to leave.

We piled into their car to go get our car, with the boyfriend driving and the rest of us in the back seat. He knew what was going to happen back there and he was fine with that. We sandwiched her in the back (me on her left) because we knew she would want that. She was a bit hesitant with her left hand on my leg. I noticed that so I made sure I was friendly but calm with my touches. She appreciated that.

My wife? Not so much...she was more hands-on with her. That kind of attention from my wife encouraged the woman to reach over to her left further more...until she felt my erection through my shorts. She asked my wife in a kind of surprise tone if that is really all of me. My wife leaned over and confirmed the length and thickness of me. The woman thought about sticking her hand into my baggy shorts, but we arrived at the location of our car.

After we got to our car, I loaded their address into my GPS app and took off for their place. When they arrived, the tension was palpable. I knew if we jumped right into it, she wouldn't be ready for that at all. My wife took cues from me and held back. She offered to make us drinks. I chimed in with ice water, my wife a beer, and her boyfriend didn't want anything.

I took the opportunity to look over their place. Heavy on gaming with some DVDs and some books. The style was a mix of bachelor pad and feminine touches. Not bad at all.

We talked for a while. Then my wife made a move on her. I knew they would like some time to themselves so I engaged the boyfriend in movie discussions. Once in a while, I would look over to see how they were doing. The woman ended up being astride on my wife's lap and they were feeling each other up, kissing and fondling.

Few minutes later, a movement caught my eye. My wife had pushed her hands under the woman's skirt and had moved her hands up high enough for me to catch a glimpse of her thong-clad ass. It was hard to concentrate and the boyfriend looked over to see what was distracting me. He grinned at me and asked me to continue.

They then came over to us and they sat across from each other on the floor while we sat on the couches. They continued to touch and explore each other, so I focused on them. It wasn't long before they wanted more from each other. My wife leaned in and kissed her. She let her hands move down...over the woman's breasts...down...further down...and found the woman's crotch.

She opened her legs to my wife unquestioningly. My wife broke the seal of the kiss to look down and she slipped her finger under the thong...two fingers...the woman closed her eyes and leaned her head back into her boyfriend. I stayed exactly where I was. My wife trailed her kisses from the neck down to the breasts, to the belly...my wife adjusted her legs a bit to allow her to lean further down...and pulled the crotch cover aside.

I was dying to see the exposed pussy, but I knew I would have plenty of time. I rubbed my wife's back to let her know I was with her every touch, kiss, and lick of the way. My wife slipped a finger inside the woman's pussy...played around a little before withdrawing her finger to help prolong the torture of the pleasure denial.

My wife leaned in and the woman leaned in to kiss some more and while in embrace with each other, the woman's hand found mine and we locked fingers together. I looked into her eyes and she looked back at me unflinchingly. I did not nod at her or smile at her...rather, I looked at her in an understanding but serene way and she received that message from me. She buried her face in my wife's neck. My wife wanted more, so she leaned the woman back against the couch.

One finger slipped back inside again, working out the sensitive areas...two fingers. My wife shifted and I suddenly had a clear view of the woman's pussy. Magnificent sight...I temporarily forgot to keep rubbing my wife's back. My wife sucked on the thumb of her other hand and used it on the woman's clit. I started rubbing her back again. Then she grew tired of the thong getting in the way and removed it from the woman's body before resuming.

That woman never wanted that to end! My wife played with her pussy for over 30 minutes while we watched from the couch. The woman leaned back and pulled her boyfriend off the couch and then she asked my wife to stop so she could reciprocate. My wife motioned for me to come down and be her pillow. I got in position so she could lean back and enjoy what was going to come.

Not yet...the woman unbuttoned my wife's pants...pulled them off...tried to pull the panties aside, but my wife told her to pull the panties off too. I was turned on by seeing the woman undress my wife. I massaged my wife's head, knowing that would soothe her and help her get into the sex. The woman explored my wife's pussy, touching, kissing, and licking her way...

The woman hesitated at times, unsure what to do but my wife assured her and encouraged her to keep going. I noticed that her boyfriend was now under her pussy, eating her out while she was eating my wife's pussy. My wife looked at me and commanded me to get naked now.

I shifted out from under and stood up. I took my time to undress so the woman would not miss any of that. I caught her looking at me, waiting to get a glimpse of me. That pleased me enormously. I took my shorts off and tossed them over the couch arm. I made sure to not get down on the floor quickly so she could take in every moment.

My wife grabbed hold of my cock and stroked it while the woman continued to eat her pussy out. I saw the boyfriend get up and he was already naked. He tried to position himself behind her, but her body was too low and she was too interested in my wife's pussy. He touched and played with her everywhere. I stayed where I was, occasionally pinching and tweaking my wife's nipples while she gripped and stroked my cock.

Then the woman stopped and asked if I could take care of my wife. I gladly took over and with just two fingers, I made my wife climax twice in 5 minutes. The woman was amazed by my familiarity with my wife's pussy and she turned to her boyfriend. I looked at my wife to see if she would go for a third one and I looked back to see if...but they were already fucking long and intensely.

So damn...erotic and intensely hot...to watch them fuck. I leaned in and licked my wife's pussy, right where the woman's mouth was just few minutes ago. It was too much for me - I had to have my wife right there and then. I fucked my wife slow, fast, short, long, "lefty" (leaning on left elbow), "righty", fast... Fuck...I could feel the cramp building in my left hip. I tried to ignore it...go slow...fast...fuck, that cramp was breaking my concentration.

I stopped and apologized to my wife, explaining what was going on. I looked over and they had stopped fucking long enough to watch us fuck. The woman asked me if I was okay and I said I was. I told them to go on and they started fucking again. We watched them fuck for a little while longer. She was unable to climax and felt bad about it. We told her not to worry about it.

I did not bother to get dressed. Why should I nor anyone else after all that had happened? We talked for a little while. We finally left just before 5 am. Aw fuck, I had not stayed up this late in many years.

She asked me few days later why I had not done anything with her and I told her I didn't want her to feel pressured into anything or feel obligated to do anything with me. I knew it was the ladies' time and I knew I would get to have my turn with her another time. One step at a time...

I will post another if we have another time with them and...based on our subsequent chats since then, there will be. ;)

Retro memories #1

2011-07-05T00:00:00.000-05:00

When I read about Topaz Gemology's post, it took me back to my youth. Please click on her post to read about it before reading the rest of my post.

I was about 17 years old at the time. So young, arrogant, and...invincible. Those factors helped me get my window experience. No way I could have pulled that off if I wasn't so full of myself.

My dad was dating this woman who was about 27. She was lithe, toned, and well-tanned. I couldn't stop looking at her and they both knew it.

We were all watching a baseball game when my dad let me know they were going to watch something else on another TV. I knew what was going to happen. There was only one other TV in the house and it was in his bedroom. I told him if they weren't watching a baseball game, I could put in a recently recorded episode of "Hardcastle and McCormick". Anyone remember that TV show? LOL

I had no intention of watching that episode because I knew they were gonna do something in the bedroom. I watched them go into the bedroom and close the bedroom door. I put the tape in and I let it play for about 10 minutes before I made my move. I got up, went to the back door, and slowly opened it so it wouldn't make any noise. I closed it slowly and crept out into the backyard. Made my way across the backyard, back to the corner of the house where my father's bedroom was.

My heart was thumping hard...this was in broad daylight and the neighbors could see me sneaking around if they looked out from the back of their houses. While crouching down, I peeked into the window facing the backyard directly. Made sure to peek from the side instead from below so I couldn't be seen. Fuck, the curtain was drawn on that one. I ducked back down and I made my way to the adjoining window on the corner that was directly facing my neighbor's backyard.

Jackpot...the curtain wasn't drawn on that one. The wall with the unobstructed window was the wall with my father's bed up against it, giving me the vantage point with very little chance of getting caught by either the woman or my dad. They would have to look up and behind in order to see me.

I stood up slowly, taking care to look in from the side so I couldn't be seen. When I peeked in, there she was...laying on my father's bed, naked. HOLY SHIT! My father was out of view. I immediately took my shorts down to get my super-hard cock out and I started stroking it. My heart was pounding so hard that it seemed like it could be heard for miles around.

Her breasts were framed by a triangle of white skin from sunbathing with a bikini and they were small, just the way I like them. Her nipples were dark brown, clearly aroused and hard. I let my eyes wander down from her white breasts to her black trimmed pussy. I was transfixed by her body...absent-mindedly stroking my cock.

Then a hand appeared in my view, breaking my trance. I watched it go to her pussy. Then a finger disappeared into the folds of her magnificent pussy. I started masturbating faster as I watched her pussy get stimulated. Oh fuck, it was too much for me...

I came suddenly and I bit my lower lip to stop myself from groaning as I ejaculated against the house.

The sheer power of my climax and the thrill of voyeurism threatened to blind me. I put my free hand on the wall to steady me and I paused to catch my breath and wait for the sudden blindness to pass. When the sight returned, I looked back into the bedroom and I saw her push his hand away. She rolled over to her side and she started to get up to straddle my father.

I ducked suddenly before she could see me and I realized I was still naked. I pulled up my shorts and I looked back at the neighbor's house to see if anyone had spotted me. No, nobody had. Trembling and flushed with my experience, I reached the back door after what seemed like ages. I remembered to be careful with the door and after getting back inside the house, I checked myself for appearance. No mess, everything looked okay.

I sat down in front of the TV and about 10 minutes later, they came out of the bedroom. Neither one of them gave any indication of knowing what had happened in the backyard. Never looked at her the same way again and I masturbated for two weeks straight, thinking about her.

Voyeurism remain my biggest thrill because of that experience.

Okay, okay, okay!

2011-07-01T00:00:00.002-05:00

I've had several bloggers/friends ask me repeatedly about resuming the NV blog. The latest one asked me yesterday to get going. Okay, okay, okay! LOL

There have been several reasons why I stopped. They are, in chronological order:

A friend who was supposed to help me with the HNT pics got very busy with the house remodeling job.
Abovementioned friend got injured during the remodeling and that project got delayed big time.
I made a huge mistake in December '10 that caused my wife to put a pause on the playtime. No, I didn't have an affair. Just a stupid mistake. Maybe I will open up about that later. Just don't press me for details on that.
Friend #1 finally recovered, but the progress was very slow on the house
Someone encouraged me to do a Valentine's Day surprise and I was inspired to do something different with that. I was rather nervous about the click-through because I like to save that "surprise" for those who WILL play with me. The "surprise" in the click-though was an up-close shot of me being fully erect. Sorry, you missed the opportunity. ;)
Friend #2 asked me to help her with her portfolio so she could expand her photography business. She wanted to do some boudoir pictures of my wife and me. I asked her if she would like to help me with HNT pics and she agreed to do that.
I was put in charge of a place and given the task of cleaning up the huge mess left behind by my predecessor. Took me three months to straighten most things out.
Friend #1 finally finished the remodeling and got busy with putting the house on the market and went house-hunting.
Friend #2 moved to a new place just now and is close to finish on the place make-over.
Friend #1 sold the house and found a house at the same time and will be moving shortly.
I have not done much of "sexy talk" or "flirting" on any IM with anyone (except for one) in many, many months. Really. I do miss that.

However, I will do my best to stockpile the HNT pics when either abovementioned friend is ready to help me with that. Cannot give you a timetable on when I will publish those. What I can give you is more of my posts or "writings" as some of you have called it. :)

Happy Valentine's Day!

2011-02-14T14:21:00.002-06:00

Please leave a comment so I'll know you clicked thru. Why? I am taking the click thru down after tonight. :)

~click to claim your surprise~

The click-through is now gone. If you missed it, too bad. ;)

Special bonus for you cock lovers!

2010-12-03T10:20:00.001-06:00

Someone asked me for a photo of my cock. She specifically asked for a certain...hard...look and I asked her why - "because it's my birthday and I want my own." I asked her what she plans to do with it. She said she would put it on her blog. Clearly, she is in control. LOL

If you are CURIOUS as to how I look (not so fully, but close) erect, you will have to do a scavenger hunt through the bloglist. I will give you a clue. She blogs often so you can limit your search to within 2 weeks - meaning ignore all blogs that haven't had a post in over 2 weeks.

Then come back and tell me what YOU think. Don't say where you found me. Just what you think. :) I will have another surprise for you if there are at least 10+ comments by Monday morning. That would be a FULLY ERECT cock.

Extra bonus - if I get 20+ comments by Monday morning, I will publish some stories. Guaranteed to leave you soaking wet. Go!

Can anyone care to explain why...?

2010-11-18T00:00:00.000-06:00

I've been dropping my girls off at their schools and I've noticed a trend among the mothers who aren't working.

The trend? They tend to do something "halfway". They may dress like they are ready for the day or dress like they just got out of the bed or dress like they slept nude and slapped something on, but what is this "halfway" thing I am alluding to?

Why put on some bra but not panties? What's up with this halfway thingy?

I saw this white trash woman walk by me as I sat in the car and her grey sweatpants were pulled up so high that her cuffs were at least 2 inches above her ankles. She left NOTHING to imagination as she approached - she was shaved and I could see what kind of labia she had.

So, what's up with that? Some kind of code for "My man is away and I am ready for some quickie"? LOL

Anonymous Guest Post "To My Dear"

2010-11-04T00:00:00.004-05:00

Someone asked me to post this for her friend. She wouldn't tell me who and I am not telling you who sent this to me for her friend. :)

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I had finally arrived at the Hotel.

The plan was to come and pick me up in about an hour. That gave me just enough time to jump in the shower after a long flight. I walked up to the counter and gave them my name, apparently you had already checked me in, I guess you could do that since you had paid for it. They handed me my key and told me which way to go.

I opened the door to the hotel room and walked in, haphazardly throwing my suitcase on one of the double beds and turning around, stripping off my shirt as I hurried and rushed into the bathroom. It was a long flight and I had to pee. I shut the door with my foot as I jumped up and down unbuttoning my jeans and pulling them down. I turned around and sat on the toilet and finally was able to relieve my bladder.

I looked up and saw a white bag hanging on the door. I quickly finished on the toilet and flushed, washed my hands, all the while looking at the bag, and then turned around to inspect the bag up close.

Written in your writing it read, “To my dear. Put these on. Last time we met it was the way you’d like it, this time, we do it my way.”

I usually hated when people told me what to do, but it had been so long since we first met that I didn’t care. I was too excited to be bugged, and more than intrigued at what you had mind. So I peeked into the bag to find black panties. I was a bit relieved, panties weren’t so bad.

After showering and donning my lotion and other girl things to make me smell good, I pulled out the panties and slowly slid them on. How ridiculous that after one time together you already knew exactly what to buy so that it looked and fit completely right. As much as I hated that complete air of confidence about you that bordered on cocky, it never ceased to amaze me that you were truly always right and sure about things.

Quickly I grabbed a black lacy bra to match and put on a black button down shirt and an easy flowing deep purple skirt, the skirt a request from you, that hit just above my knees. As I looked at the clock I realized I only had 10 minutes, so I slipped on my black heels, threw on my jewelry, grabbed my purse, gave my self a once over-I looked like I was heading to work, not meeting up with someone the likes of you, but oh well, this was your plan-so I smiled and headed out the door.

I was to walk towards the bar on the right side of the hotel. I was incredibly hungry so I hoped we ate before we proceeded with whatever plan you had up your sleeve.

As I got within ten feet of the door I spot your truck in the parking lot, it was in the darkest part of the parking lot, but it was for sure your truck. As soon as I looked and saw you staring at me through your window I got a shock of vibration! What the hell? Again, another shock and I jumped! I looked at you and you were smiling. You had bought vibrating panties!!! As soon as I realized what was going on and saw you laughing, I couldn’t help but laugh myself. You hit me again, except this time you kept me vibrating. I started to walk towards you, slower. The combination of seeing your face and the rush of tingly goose bumps it sent me and the vibration on my clit I couldn’t help but want to prolong the feeling, I could physically see you and now I could take my time to get to you.

The closer I got to you and the more dark it became and seeing how there wasn’t anybody else in the parking lot, I began to get brave. I took both of my hands and unbuttoned my top button, then slowly the next button, then took a step one foot crossing slightly in front of the other shifting my weight, then another button and then two more, then another step. You watched, your face going from humor to serious, hungry.

My shirt fully unbuttoned I pushed it off of my shoulders and let it slide slowly drifting to the ground. Then I turned around, feet slightly apart, and dragged my hands up and under my skirt, up the sides of my knees, slightly bending over, up my thighs, and grabbing the panties that you were still vibrating haphazardly and which had already made me fully wet and ready, and slid them down to my calves lifting one high heeled foot out and then the other. Carrying them with my index finger only I approached your door, opened it, and said, “Thanks for the gift, I love them.” Then I dropped them on the ground and stepped up and into your truck throwing one leg over straddling you.

You had yet to say anything to me, but you grabbed my head and kissed me hard. I smiled, because even though I was swept up in your kiss as I always found myself when you kissed me, I could still feel how hard you were beneath me and I liked that I could make you that way. You broke the kiss and while unsnapping my bra, I said “I want you to take me now, if you couldn’t tell, I blame the panties”. You then pulled the bra off of my shoulders and down just enough so that you could lean in and grab my nipple with your mouth. I moaned and un-trapped my hands by taking them out of the bra so that I could grab your head and hold you to me. There wasn’t anything slow about this, you weren’t going to take your time, this was rushed and needy and I was hoping I was ready for it.

You pulled yourself away from me and in one motion lifted me off of your lap, I hit the horn, you chuckled and then said, “turn around and bend over”. I could hear you unbuttoning your jeans as I got on my knees and leaned down putting my head on my arms. You raised my skirt up onto my back and exposed me and then I felt your fingers as chills flew from my inner core out towards the ends of my finger tips. “Good, you’re already wet for me”.

Then I felt the head of your cock as you stopped at my opening barely breaching the inside of my lips and then you thrust in, filling me all the way, only pulling half way out you thrust in again, and again half way out and then thrust in again, quicker, sharper, my breath hitched as I was on the verge of orgasm. And then you stopped, your head again breaching my opening, your hands gripping my hips. I groaned, telling you I wanted more. You leaned over covering my back with your chest and bit me hard, then swirled your tongue around the bite giving me goose bumps, and then straightening back up you thrust in again. “yes” I said, murmuring it like a prayer. “Oh yes, please more.” Then you slapped my butt, the sting of it jolting me out of my ecstasy, as you thrust in again, staying there, filling me, pulsing within me, you began to massage the sting as I pushed back against you wanting you to move. You took your hands and held me still, taking complete control, holding me there you say, “Don’t move.” I whimper, because I am so close, but I stopped moving, waiting to see what you were going to do next. You leaned over me again, this time reaching your hand and grabbing my hair while you pushed your fingers into my mouth. I closed my eyes and sucked on them, twirling and swirling my tongue around. You pulled your fingers out of my mouth and put them on my clit starting a circular motion. “I want you to beg for it” you growl as you pull your hips slightly back and thrust into me again keeping your fingers at a steady rhythm on my clit, knowing I was close but not letting me go, you stop your fingers and all movement waiting for my reply. I shake my head no. You thrust into me again, holding me there, not letting me move as I sit there in sweet torture, “Beg for it Baby, now, tell me how much you have needed it, damn, how much you have needed me”. You clamp your hand on my clit giving it pressure letting it pulse between your fingers slightly moving your hips until you hear me hitch again, I moan, throwing away all pride I say, “Ah, Please, Please do it now! You’re killing me. Please I beg you. I’m so close....... fuck me” I whimper as you thrust in again, “Tell me how much you want me,” you demand thrusting in slapping our skin together, “Tell me!” Panting heavily I say in an agonized voice, “I want you and you know it, you own me. My body and my thoughts. Please, please, don’t make me wait any longer.” You said “I know I own you, of course I do” and with that you grabbed my clit with your fingers and quickly circled it applying just the right pressure as you moved your hips filling me, stretching me, touching me places I had never been touched, moving inside of me, and just as I hitched my breath you straightened up and grabbed my hips pounding into me sending me over the edge, sweeping me away with one of the best orgasms I had ever had. Grabbing my arms you held them as you leaned back continuing your vigorous thrusting, I looked over my shoulder watching your face as our bodies slapped together. Seeing you groan, your eyes closed, watching as you worked your way toward cumming, and filling me so thoroughly each time sent me into another orgasm so strong that I clamped my legs together falling flat on my stomach, just as you stiffened, and pulled out, cumming on my back. My heart pounding as I feel you orgasm right along with the tiny ripple effects of mine, the combined feeling wrapping me in a euphoria of complete pleasure.

You collapse on top of me, your body wrapping me in warmth, as we both recovered. I listened as your breath steadily slowed to a smooth consistent rythymn.

You lift up slightly to relieve your weight from me and the cool air hits your warm sticky cum bringing me out of my peaceful reverie and I smile as you say, "I'm glad you liked the gift."

What a wild weekend!

2010-10-25T00:00:00.009-05:00

Friday was my wife's birthday. I surprised her in an unusual way - I asked some of our friends to send in naughty pictures and the unusual part was that almost all of the friends I asked had never done that. She LOVED my surprise. How am I going to top that next year? Hehe.

She had been looking forward to going out Friday night for a while. Understandably, she was overworked and needed some release. Our ex-playmate (from previous posts - click here, here, here, and here for history) let her know she wanted to go out with us and would be bringing her new boyfriend.

Double date, double the fun, double the trouble. LOL

Now, I wasn't thinking about swinging with her because she has a new boyfriend. Just going to be fun, that's all. Boy, was I off the base on that one!

We met up with her at her house and I was introduced to her boyfriend. My wife had brought some liquor and shared some with everyone (except me - I'm a teetotaler and by default, the designated driver). He and my wife hit it off immediately. I was okay with that because I enjoy talking with my ex-playmate. Been friends with her long time before, during, and after our "playtime" 2 years ago.

We went to a popular locale in the next state, hoping to do some club-hopping but not a single club was smoke-free. We debated and settled on going back into our state (which had enacted statewide smoke-free establishments few years ago) and hit our favorite drag queen bar. It's small, but the people there are very diverse and it was perfect for us.

We got there late, but the crowd was smaller than usual and that worked out in our favor in terms of parking. Just a block up the street instead of parking way out in nowhere. We all went in and the ladies immediately ordered some drinks before heading up for the drag show that was already in progress.

The woman, who was collecting admission cost for the drag show, recognized us and was surprised to see us here. Nothing my wife and I can do about that. We picked out a table near the back for more privacy.

Naturally, the ladies got into the spirit and were tipping the queens as they came into our area. One looked right into my eyes as he lip-synced, but he could tell that I wasn't "available". LOL Then the show ended less than an hour after we got there and the ladies wanted to stick around. I was okay with that.

Wasn't long before the ex-playmate became frisky. Nothing like liquid courage to help you overcome your inhibitions. She started feeling and rubbing my cock from behind and under me while I chatted with the admission woman and the owner she had brought over to meet us. Try staying cool while a hand is massaging your hard-on and you're carrying on a conversation with the lady and the owner. ;)

After the owner and the lady left, the ex-playmate confessed to me that she was becoming very horny for my wife and I told her to go put the moves on my wife at the bar. Of course, that got a lot of attention when she did and the boyfriend didn't know what to do. I took the lead and engaged him in some conversation.

The ladies really got into each other. I knew my place and I kept my distance. I made sure to keep the boyfriend engaged. After some dancing with my wife, my wife had to stop because she needed some fresh air. The boyfriend stepped in and they got into each other big time.

We all piled into the vehicle and went to my house. We talked some more and I could tell that the so-called ex-playmate was still very interested in my wife because she was standing right behind her with hands on my wife's hips. I discreetly moved her hand from my wife's hip to the front part and she got the hint. I steered the boyfriend away from them so they could have some privacy.

Shortly after, I leaned back to peer into the kitchen where the ladies were and I could see the playmate's hand deep inside my wife's opened pants. I saw the bliss on my wife's face and how her hand was clenched...I knew that she was enjoying the finger action. Wasn't long before my wife led her to the stairs...and announced to us, "We will be back."

Few minutes later, we were invited to come upstairs. The boyfriend confessed that he had never experience a live show before and he was nervous. I told him I would check upstairs first and let him know. I walked into the bedroom and the first thing I saw were clothes on the floor in front of the bed. I saw the playmate on top of my wife, licking and massaging my wife's breasts. My wife was completely naked, but the playmate had her panties on. I asked them if they would like for the boyfriend to come up and they consented.

I yelled down to him to come up and I took my position by the wall and he came in slowly. Either he was that nervous or he didn't want to disturb them or both. I didn't say anything. Just stood there and watched the playmate pay attention to my wife's breasts. Took her 10 minutes of licking, kissing, and nibbling before she finally performed oral sex on my wife.

Slow and gradual buildup began as the playmate explored techniques to find out which ones worked on her...and weeded out those that didn't... That really drove my wife wild. The playmate paused long enough to take her panties off. I knew this was a signal for one of us to do something with her pussy.

I wanted to, but I decided to defer to the boyfriend. I motioned to him to do something and he moved over to take her panties off the bed and went back to his spot. I really wanted to take her right there and then, but I had a feeling that he may not want that. I stayed where I was and watched.

After 20 minutes of cunnilingus, my wife climaxed...but the playmate got the taste for her pussy and wouldn't stop. Kept going and going...5 minutes...10...15. My wife came again and she had to make her stop.

My wife excused herself to go clean herself up and the playmate reached for her boyfriend and pulled him down to the bed. They kissed and kissed. She touched him all over. He didn't. I started to sense that he was having performance anxiety. She tried to press for more action and he refused to let her. They started talking. I then excused myself and told my wife what was happening.

We went to the spare room and after a while, it was obvious that they weren't coming out. Then it was obvious that they were having sex in our bedroom so we left them alone. My wife settled herself into the bed and promptly passed out. That's right...I was left out - I didn't get any action. :(

After we all woke up and came downstairs, the so-called ex-playmate and I ended up in the TV room while my wife and the boyfriend talked in the kitchen. She confessed to me that she would never have done all that without the alcohol. I said, "Hey, I have been sober for 25 years and how do you think I was able to do all this without alcohol?" She thought about that. I said to her, "Next time, play without the liquor. Well, you can 'liquor'...you know...lick my wife - she did enjoy that." She giggled at that. ;)

The Punishment (The Professor part 4)

2010-08-05T00:00:00.006-05:00

I was nervous. I'd crossed a big line with him when I'd ambushed him in the auditorium. He relished the control he had over me, he loved that I followed his orders and played at submitting to his will.

I knew that he'd spent the entire three days between the encounter in the auditorium and our next "office hours" meeting contemplating my punishment. I spent those three days shivering in erotic anticipation and just a tiny bit of delicious fear.

I had no idea what I was in for.

I dressed carefully in a tight black dress; it was tight, but not so much so that it couldn't be bunched up around my waist in a hurry. I left my hair down, as he demanded I do. I knew better than to wear panties.

My heart was pounding as I approached his office. How could I have dared to take control like I did? I must have been insane. I stopped just before I rounded the corner that lead to his door to check my hair and reapply some lipstick. A stalling tactic was all it was. I wasn't truly afraid, but I was relishing the anticipation. Wondering what he had in store for me was almost as delicious as actually receiving it.

I turned the corner on a deep breath and saw that his office was dark. Was this my punishment? That he just wasn't going to show? I stood there for a moment, a little shocked at how disappointed I was that he wasn't there, and then turned to leave.

"Student," his voice rumbled behind me. "Exactly where the fuck do you think you're going?"

Ohh.

He was behind me in two swift strides, and before I could turn to him he had one arm banded around my waist and the other around my shoulders with his hand at my throat. "You have been excessively naughty, Student. It's time to learn your lesson."

I shuddered against him, feeling his hardness against my back, my mouth as dry as my pussy was wet. God this man had a hold on me. He was so sexy and powerful; I would have done anything he asked.

"You will beg me to stop before the night is over," he warned me. My breathing was rapid and shallow as he led me back to his office. When we stepped through the door I moved to turn on the light but he caught my hand. "Do you think I'm going to let you see what's coming, Student?" And then he laughed quietly.

I had no words.

I felt my way towards his desk in the dark and I could hear him moving behind me. I heard the swish of silk as he took off his tie, I felt the clank of his cuff links as they landed in the little crystal dish he kept by the door. With my sight all but cut off in the darkness, every other sense was extremely sensitive. I still hadn't said a word to him; I knew he didn't want me to speak, but I was so hot, so ready for him to make his move.

I wouldn't have to wait much longer.

As I stood at his desk trying to judge where he was in the room by the sound of his movement, I felt his presence behind me. He leaned close enough that I could feel his hot breath on my neck and whispered for me to undress. No sooner did I step out of my dress than he whisked his tie around my face, into my mouth like a gag, and secured it at the back of my head. He pushed me down until I was bent over the desk, completely exposed to him. He traced his fingers from the crown of my head all the way down my back and over my ass, barely grazing my upper thighs before moving back up to tangle his fists in my hair and use it to pull my head to the side, exposing my neck to his bite. He was still dressed, but I could feel his cook throbbing inside his trousers, practically begging for release.

I was quivering in anticipation, then, wanting him to stop teasing me but unable to make any sound beyond a muffled moan because of the gag of his tie. I felt him straighten and heard him take off his belt.

Oh God.

To be continued...

Editor's note: Despite my best efforts, the mystery writer never delivered her cliffhanger. I have given up. Sorry.

The Auditorium (The Professor part 3)

2010-07-29T00:00:00.003-05:00

The Auditorium

I'd been going to "office hours" for weeks. Every night after the first one I did as he bid me and arrived on time. And as promised, he showed me more than I dreamed was possible. He invaded me from every possible angle in every possible position. He was very much in control. A puppet master, almost, and he danced me along his string with wicked skill.

But the day came when I wanted to turn the tables on him. He loved to be in control, and he certainly was, but I had a trick or two up my sleeve to show him. I knew that he was always in the auditorium at least a half hour before his lectures, and that the room was almost always empty until just before class started.

It was time to take a walk on the wild side.

I dressed in jeans and a tight turtleneck sweater. He needed to know that this time I was calling the shots. In direct defiance of his order, there was no pencil skirts without panties that day. I put my hair up in a bun and wore my glasses so I looked prim and proper.

I stood outside the door for a few minutes, watching him through the little window and gathering my courage. I wasn't sure how he'd react to my taking of the reins, but I was anxious to find out. Drawing in a deep breath, I swung the door open and stalked toward him. He looked up when he heard my heels snap across the floor.

"Hello, Professor," I said to him. He rose, pulling his glasses off and dropping them on the table as he did so.

"Hello, Student. What are you doing here this early?"

I faltered momentarily when he called me "Student", his pet name for me that served to let me know who was in charge of our liaison. But I steeled myself. After all, I didn't know when I'd have another chance to live out this particular fantasy.

I grabbed a fistful of his tie and tugged on it until he bent his head and our faces were just a few inches apart. "You call me by my name today, Professor." He was startled but recovered quickly as I pushed him back around behind the desk where we were only partially hidden by the podium from the window in the door. There wasn't a lock on the door; anyone could have come in at anytime. The danger was deliciously exciting.

I tugged on his tie again to pull his head down toward me; he was much taller than I, almost a full foot, I think. I kissed him softly, teasingly and when he reached for me to pull me into his embrace I slapped his hands away. "Not so fast, Professor." His eyes flamed, but he did as I said. I slowly traced my fingernails down his chest over his shirt as I deepened the kiss. His hands were fisted at his sides as if it was a supreme effort to keep his body under control. It was ever so seductive to have this power over such a powerful man. I allowed my hands to travel lower, my fingernails grazing his thighs and I felt his manhood thickening as I did so. I pressed my hips into his and he groaned saying, "We can't do this here, Student."

"What did you call me?" I demanded. "I believe I told you to call me by my name today."

"Grace. We can't do this here, Grace. It's not safe. God, you look like a sexy librarian in those glasses."

Instead of words, I responded by stroking his now throbbing cock through his trousers. His hands gripped my waist then, trying to set me away from him, but I refused to give up control. I kissed my way down his neck and bit his nipple right through his shirt as my fingers continued to dance a path along his thighs and up and down his rigid member.

"Grace, we have to stop this..."

I ignored him. There was no stopping me. It was very reckless, but the recklessness was what made it so delightful.

I pushed him back so he was leaning against the podium; anyone who happened to glance in the room would only have seen the back of his head and shoulders as he leaned there. Of course, anyone who walked in would have had quite a surprise considering the sounds he was making. I loved how vocal he was, how he wasn't afraid to communicate his pleasure. His deep, throaty groans sent shivers down my spine.

He was still protesting half-heartedly when I swiftly unbuckled his belt, undid his trousers and allowed his cock to spring free of its confines. "You are magnificent, Professor," I told him. I stroked him lightly, my touch feather soft and teasing. "Are you aching for me, Professor?" I asked, turning his words from our first night together around on him. "Tell me what you want. Tell me."

"Mmm, take me in your mouth, baby."

I knelt down slowly until I was right where he wanted me. I quickly darted my tongue forward, teasing him still, and he ground his hips toward my face. Scratching his bare thighs with my long fingernails drove him wild, and he thrust forward toward me again, but I wasn't ready to give him what he wanted. I kissed at his thighs, nipping and teasing until finally I ran my tongue along the length of his wicked hardness. I swirled my tongue around the tip of his cock and then slowly sucked just the tip between my lips.

I looked up and met his gaze. "Oh my God, you are so sexy," he told me. "I don't know how much of this I can take." I released him from my mouth long enough to smile suggestively at him and then, before he knew what was happening, I took as much of his length into my mouth as I could all at once. He cried out in surprised pleasure and gripped my head tightly between his hands.

The balance of power had once again shifted, he was holding my head tightly and thrusting himself as deep into my mouth and throat as he could while I was looking up at him directly into his eyes. His moans were getting louder, more intense, and I felt his cock swell in my mouth and knew the end was near.

"Oh my God, Grace. Oh my God. I'm so close. Jesus . I'm going to come..." He must have been warning me, because he tried to push my head away. I didn't let him. Still looking up into his eyes as he was lost in the throes of pleasure, I winked at him and dug my fingernails into his ass, pulling him deeper still into my mouth.

He fairly yelled my name as he came deep in my throat. Pulse after pulse of his sweetness almost overwhelmed me, but I savored every drop I could manage.

He pulled me to my feet and kissed me, tasting himself on my mouth. "You have been very, very naughty, Student." I just smiled and sidled past him. I skipped class that day. It gave me great pleasure to know that he had to give a lecture to a hundred students after the sins we'd just committed. I went home to rest up. After all, we had office hours that evening, and I knew he would punish me for my, shall we say, initiative.

Office Hours (The Professor, part 2)

2010-07-22T00:00:00.007-05:00

Office Hours

The wait was nearly unbearable. The entire afternoon stretched before me and I spent the time in a state of heightened need. It was as if every nerve in my body was at the very surface of my skin. I'd fantasized about John for weeks; it was surreal that everything I'd imagined was about to become reality.

I decided not to change my clothes; I didn't want him to think I was overreaching or making whatever nameless thing we had into more than it was. I certainly had no illusions that our attraction was anything more than sexual. He was twice my age. Married. The dean of my department. My professor. There was nothing pretty about it; it was all raw passion, a desperate need to slake our lust in an almost dangerous way.

He told me his office hours started at six. I knocked on his door at twenty minutes after the hour.

"Come in," he said.

I opened the door slowly to find him sitting behind his desk, looking at me impatiently. "You're late," he almost growled the words at me and rose out of his chair, leaning forward with his hands on the desk. "I believe I told you six o'clock."

"I..."

He came quickly around the desk and wrapped one arm around my waist - it felt like a steel band - and pulled me to him. He wound his other hand in my hair and said, "I don't remember giving you permission to speak."

He kissed me hard then, holding me so tightly it was an effort to breathe. He scraped his lips across my cheek, the day's growth of beard on his face rough against my skin. I let out a soft moan as he pulled my hair to tilt my head back and expose my neck.

"Mine," he growled.

He sunk his teeth into my neck then, softly at first and then hard enough that he danced me along the fine line between pleasure and pain. He let go my waist so his hand could find its way underneath my shirt, across my belly and up to my breasts. He squeezed them, toyed with them, tested their weight in the palm of his hand. His kneading touch was delicious, and when he nipped at my ear while simultaneously pinching my nipple, it was as if I'd been drugged. Never had I felt such pleasure or such desire for a man.

Tentatively I reached out to take his shirt from his trousers, but he caught my hands and pinned them behind me. "Patience, Student. You'll get what you're after."

His words made me as hot as his touch.

I let him undress me. He started with my shirt, then made quick work of my bra and skirt so I was standing before him in nothing but my stockings and shoes. "Mmm, you still aren't wearing any panties, baby? You're going to do that for me every day. You know that? If you wear panties to my class again, you will be punished."

"I'm almost tempted to defy you, sir, just to see how much I like my punishment," I said to him, breathless with desire and nearly overcome by sensation.

"You fucking better call me 'sir'. Good girl. You want a taste? You want to know what's coming to you if you defy me?" He spun me around so I was facing away from him, bent over the desk and completely exposed. He had one hand tangled in my hair again, holding my head down so I was bent all the way over his desk. He leaned down and I could feel his manhood against me, straining against the confines of his pants. I felt his hot breath on my neck as he whispered in my ear, "You will be marked".

The stinging slap came from nowhere, swift and hard against my ass. I let out a little cry that was a mixture of pleasure and pain. "Please," I moaned.

"Please, what Student?"

"Please, sir..." He smoothed his hand over the angry red welt he'd so recently left on me, and turned me around to face him. He kissed me again, gentler this time, and trailed his fingers along my legs, starting at the backs of my knees and slowing moving upward, ever upward.

"Are you wet for me, Student? Is your pussy aching for my touch? Tell me what you want. Tell me."

He teased me mercilessly, allowing his fingers to barely graze over my sex, never touching enough, barely touching at all. He was going to make me tell him. I'd never been so bold with a man before, never really been with a man at all I suppose. Just a clumsy boy who pawed at me in the dark and thought it was special. There was nothing clumsy about John. He knew exactly what he was about.

"Touch me, sir. Pleeeease. I need you. I need to feel you. Put your hands on me. Slide your fingers inside me."

And so he did.

His fingers were like magic, they felt just a little bit rough which only served to enhance my excitement. He traced the outline of my hot, wet sex with his fingers, teasing me with his feather light touch. He bent down to kiss me again and as he did he slipped two fingers inside my throbbing pussy and I cried out in thrilling pleasure. Fucking me in earnest with his fingers finally, he bent his head even further to suckle at my breasts. The sensation was indescribable.

I heard rather than saw him unzip his trousers, and as his magnificent cock sprang free he slipped his fingers from inside me and said, "Wrap your legs around my waist. I have to fuck you; I can't wait any longer."

He joined with me in one swift motion and fucked me there on the edge of the desk with his hands holding my ass lifting me up and pulling me against his body. Our moans filled the room and our breathing was labored.

He pushed me back so I was flat on his desk and, still joined with me, lifted my legs and put them up on his shoulders. The sight of my stocking clad legs up there was unbearably erotic. He was still fully clothed, so I could feel the softness of his cotton shirt and the slippery silk of his tie against my bare skin.

He started slowly stroking in and out of me again, kneading at my breasts as he pulled nearly all the way out before slamming himself all the way to the hilt. Faster and faster he fucked me, growling in my ear and whispering dirty things. "Fuck me, Student. Come on, fuck me! That's it, girl; you're close now aren't you? I can feel it. Fuck me, baby." He reached his hand between our salty bodies to circle his thumb around my clit and that was the end. I came in waves, moaning his name on a breath of sweet release. He tried to hold back, but our first joining was so intense neither one of us had a prayer. "Oh, fuck," he said, "you feel so...I can't...Oh God. Fuuuuck."

He shuddered as he spilled his seed deep inside me. Still panting, he rested his head on my chest as we recovered. When our breathing returned to normal, he lifted his head and kissed me softly on the mouth. His kiss was tender this time, that of a lover deeply sated. He rose slowly and pulled me into his embrace. He kissed my cheeks, my eyes, my nose, and finally my mouth. Smiling, he lifted my chin so I could see right into his eyes and said, "Office hours have ended, Student. I hope I've met your needs."

"Oh, very well, sir," I told him, "Very well indeed. But you never even got undressed. I very much want to see you. Sir."

His eyes flashed and he smiled a little. Thinking he wasn't even going to respond, I turned to leave trying to tamp down a vague sense of disappointment.

"Oh, Student?" He said, stopping me in my tracks. "Try being on time for office hours tomorrow. You will get much more of what you want."

The Professor

2010-07-15T00:00:00.004-05:00

This blogger confessed to me that she had always wanted to write a sexually explicit post about her affair at a college, but had always been too mortified to publish under her name. I encouraged her to submit her erotica to me and I would publish it in here. Guess what? She not only agreed to that on the condition of keeping her identity secret, but she wrote out three parts to her experience. ;)

Enjoy your special treat from this anonymous writer...who knows? She may even write more erotica.

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The Professor

So many of the students found him intimidating. He was tall, so very tall, and broad in the shoulders. He looked much younger than his forty-six years. His hair was so dark it was almost black, but it had just a touch of silver at the temples. The first thing I noticed about him were his hands. He was always so polished and put together, but his hands were rough, like he spent time outside working because he wanted to, because he enjoyed getting dirty.

His name was John (not his real name), and he was the dean of the political science department.

The way his mouth moved when he talked was so delicious; it was difficult to concentrate on his international relations lectures when I kept imagining his lips brushing my skin, his teeth nipping at my neck, his rough hands hauling me against him in bruising, punishing kisses. He noticed me too. Men usually did. I caught him watching me several times. I started dressing more daringly for him - tight, low cut shirts, short skirts and vixen heels.

We flirted a little here and there; I'd find excuses to touch him and he'd send me suggestive glances. I knew, though, that he was waiting for me to let him know if I wanted to take it further. He was twice my age and the dean of my department. He couldn't afford to be wrong about my intentions.

I suspect my intentions became quite clear to him the day I wore my little black pencil skirt to class without any panties. I always sat in the front row and on that particular day, I uncrossed my legs and showed him my secret every time he looked at me. I think he thought it was unintentional the first time; his eyes flashed and he stumbled over his words, but I winked at him. And then he knew.

He ended the lecture early that day, and as I made my way slowly toward the door he squeezed my arm and pulled me back against him, his chest barely grazing my back.

He leaned down close to my ear and whispered so softly I could hardly hear him,"I have office hours tonight at six." I literally felt the rough timber of his voice traveling all the way down my spine. The sound of his voice and the promise of what was to come was enough to elicit a stab of desire deep in my belly. God, how I wanted this man.

I didn't even have to answer for him to know I'd be there.

A quick update on me, part 2

2010-07-09T00:00:00.001-05:00

Ohh, I won an award from HeelsnStocking. I do like to think that my posts get others wet, but this? That's a direct confirmation...nay, affirmation...that I do get someone wet from my posts.

I gained some new groupies and two others have expressed an interest in becoming one. If you are interested in being a groupie, you can e-mail me the picture for me to use or contact me and I'll help you create the groupie pic. :)

Also in the works, a series of posts containing erotica. No, I am not the author. The author will also have her own Groupie pic...but that will be up when she is ready to publish. I guarantee you that you'll like what she has to offer.

After I get through Friday, I will be developing a new look for my blog and hopefully, you'll enjoy the new layout when I am done. Target date: Unknown

A quick update on me

2010-07-07T00:00:00.000-05:00

Where do I even start? Ever since I left for my vacation, I have been bombarded by the erotic attention bestowed on me from female bloggers and friends. Email, IMs, pics, and texts everywhere. I even got sexually harassed while attending a wedding - oh, I loved it...that is, both the harassment and the wedding. LOL Was unable to locate a nude beach close enough while on vacation. :(

I even made some new friends. Flirted. Teased. Swapped pics. Did some cam play. Voyeured. Performed. Engaged in cybersex. Shared fantasies.

I seriously need to update my blog look. It has retained the same look since I created it 2 years ago (not counting widgets and gadgets and the header). Whoops. I am almost clueless on the whole HTML/website design, so I often find myself asking others for help.

What has NOT changed is my pursuit of hedonistic pleasures. ;)

I am just getting started...part four (with visual illustrations)

2010-06-11T00:00:00.012-05:00

While I am admiring your pussy, you become wet and you ache for the hot wetness of my tongue. I start with your left inner thigh, licking and kissing my way down to your valley. As I get to your core, I move over to your other inner thigh. This drives you wild with anticipation. You want anything of me inside you NOW.

You grab the hair on my head, but there isn't enough hair to hold onto. You clutch at my head and I keep on licking and kissing your inner thigh. I work my way back down...slowly...surely... Finally, my tongue finds what you crave the most.

I take my time, exploring and probing every square inch of your pussy. My tongue swirls, darts in & out, flicks at, laps along, and tickles your pussy. You feel it coming on and I do not ease up. A wave crashes over you as I keep my tongue buried in you. I lighten up on the pressure as your wave subsides.

I look up at you when I sense the muscles working to help you look at me. You shake your head at me and I just grin...before I start all over with you again, this time using the techniques that provoked responses from you earlier. I narrow down and intensify my tongue job...and add new techniques.

This quickly brings you to the edge and I do not let you go over the edge that fast. I slow everything down and lighten the pressure to almost nonexistent. You gyrate against my face and I move with your hips. This frustrates you because it feels so good. You push my head down and I let you...and I quicken the pace. I feel you quivering with another impending orgasm and I stay with the current technique until you stop orgasming.

I get up and I walk over to the layout. I pick up the vibrator and hand it to you. You know what to do even though I have not spoken a word to you...

~clicky click~
Part 5 to be continued...Monday maybe...

I am just getting started...HNT style (part three)

2010-06-10T00:00:00.011-05:00

HeelsnStocking was busy all day yesterday, but she let me know she had thought about me. I got an amazing gift from her; she wanted to do Special Guest HNT on my blog and she provided pictures for that...on one condition - I write a story to go with this. ;) HnS, this one is for you.

Just as you arrive at a hotel, you get a text telling you which room to go to. While in the elevator, you get another text - "Do not knock. Come in and take a shower." After reading the signs for the desired room, you stand before the door. You breathe in quickly and deeply, to calm your heightened senses.

The door swings inward silently, and you walk in. As the door closes behind you, you go into the bathroom and remove your clothes. You comply wordlessly and you tremble a little bit as you take your clothes off...shoes, jacket, blouse, skirt, bra, and panties. You turn on the water and the showerhead.

Suddenly the bathroom goes dark but there is some light from the room and you hear me enter. The curtain rustles along the rod. I take the soap out of your hand and lather you up from neck down to feet. I pay special attention to your pussy. You hear me depart. You take your time to dry everything off. You come out of the bathroom and you see this:

~click when you read to the end~

I walk into your view and I motion for you to put on your heels. After slipping your feet into the heels, I walk to behind you. You feel...gently...barely...as the skin across your back respond to my fingers. My fingers continue to dance and trace and tickle the way down to the small back...to the top of your ass...before moving back up.

You sigh at that and I cup your breasts from behind and squeeze them together. You want to lean back into me...arch your ass into me... I start tweaking and pulling on your nipples as if I have read your mind and I will not allow you. This makes your knees go weak and you find it hard to stand still. I come around to you and guide you to the bed.

You lay down and I do not say a word. You ache for the sound of my voice, a word, a grunt, anything. I kiss you and explore your mouth for ages before I start nibbling my way down to your pussy. As I get there, I stop to admire the view of your beautiful pussy.

Part 4 to be continued tomorrow

I am just getting started...part two

2010-06-08T00:00:00.171-05:00

Yummy (AKA Heelsnstocking) msg'd me to let me know how hot yesterday's post made her. She even left a comment in there. ;) I was pleased to hear that and I asked about her outfit at work. She told me that she had on a pencil skirt, see through blouse with undershirt, heels, pearls, and black undies. I ask for a pic and she tells me to cam up instead. So I log in on my computer...

Nolens Volens says:
I am here

yummy is inviting you to start viewing webcam. Do you want to Accept (Alt+C) or Decline (Alt+D) the invitation?
You have accepted the invitation to start viewing webcam.

yummy says:
can you see me
Nolens Volens says:
Ohh NICE
I like that
(Yummy shows off her outfit)
Wow
HOT
Yes!
yummy says:
i have a date after work
Nolens Volens says:
I bet!
(I see the telltale vibration from hitting a table too hard, shaking the webcam easily)
Are you using a laptop?
yummy says:
yes
Nolens Volens says:
Perfect. Wifi?
yummy says:
lol
not having you watch my date
Nolens Volens says:
LOL!
Wasn't thinking that
LOL!
You are good
Really
yummy says:
i was thinking it would be cool to let you watch a session with the therapist
Nolens Volens says:
Oh yes!
But must get my internet issue fixed so I can watch uninterrupted
Yup, there it goes. LOL
See if your cam feed remains intact...
yummy says:
nope

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Nolens Volens says:
Want a dare?
yummy says:
no
Nolens Volens says:
LOL
Scared? LOL
yummy says:
lol no just being sensible
Nolens Volens says:
Hehe!
I was gonna dare you to smile BIG
Nolens Volens says:
(Yummy smiles big time at that, totally tickled pink)
That's it
LOL
yummy says:
big smiles allowed
Nolens Volens says:
You did what I dared!
Hehe
yummy says:
PA not in
Nolens Volens says:
I am mischievious, yes
Ahh
yummy says:
you are
Nolens Volens says:
Show me your office, please (she does)
And the view? (shows me the window view)
yummy says:
the view is awful
office isn't in a great area but the rent is cheap
Nolens Volens says:
LOL...I am sure
I am glad that you're talking to me...
We never got to "play" but I can wait
LOL
yummy says:
well you are ahead of me in the cum stakes
Nolens Volens says:
LOL!
You are really something
yummy says:
lol why
Nolens Volens says:
You made me smile
LOL
yummy says:
well that's a good thing to know i did
I'm on MarsVenus June 21st
Nolens Volens says:
Ohh!
Topic?
yummy says:
being unappreciated
Nolens Volens says:
You're smiling big time
I asked the right question, didn't I? LOL
yummy says:
lol you did
Nolens Volens says:
I *love* to see a woman smile
yummy says:
you appreciated me
Nolens Volens says:
Yes I sure do
What can I say? You're my Brit
(Yummy smiles and blushes a little)
Yep
That's it
LOL
I asked about wifi because I wanted to make sure you wouldn't get in trouble for using the company's server
Nothing to do with what you thought I had in mind LOL
yummy says:
the server is owned by me and my dad and he isn't checking
Nolens Volens says:
You're guilty as hell and you know it.
(Yummy blushes and smiles again)
Ahh!
There you go!
Beautiful
I love that
I lost the cam feed??? Wow

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yummy says: (showing me a picture)
my date tonight
Nolens Volens says:
Your therapist, huh?
yummy says:
no
(Yummy sees me on webcam)
hey sexy
Nolens Volens says:
Who is he?
Oh
Your date
I got it
LOL
yummy says:
I've been chatting to him for ages
Nolens Volens says:
Cool
yummy says:
he has been after meeting me and I've caved in
Nolens Volens says:
Wanna see a naked female?
She is obliging
You'll love it
I promise
(I call out to my younger daughter and she runs up to me)
yummy says:
lmao
Nolens Volens says:
She is staying home because she's sick
yummy says:
awww
daddy's princess
x
Nolens Volens says:
LOL
Want another naked one?
(Yummy grins)
Yes you do! (my older daughter comes into view)
yummy says:
hi!
Nolens Volens says:
She covered herself up LOL
yummy says:
keeping the washing down
Nolens Volens says:
The "washing"?
yummy says:
laundry
Nolens Volens says:
Oh!
LOL
They are used to being naked and they get that it is natural
yummy says:
we are the same
Nolens Volens says:
Good
yummy says:
my daughter is starting to get boobs so starting to get shy though
(sees my wife walk by, fully clothed)
why is she not naked?
Nolens Volens says:
Leaving for work! LOL
I have a wet spot!
yummy says:
I want to see
(I show her)
bad man
Nolens Volens says:
You liked that, huh?
yummy says:
have we lost feed?
Nolens Volens says:
Shit! There goes my internet
yummy says:
I got u still
Nolens Volens says:
Cam feed?
You are frozen tho

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Nolens Volens says:
(I see Yummy on phone)
Phone rule LOL
yummy says:
what rule?
Nolens Volens says:
Using the phone while on cam = free flash show LOL
yummy says:
lol
Nolens Volens says:
I learned that on some websites
Bet that made you smile
yummy says:
did you see?
Nolens Volens says:
No
yummy says:
aww you missed it

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Nolens Volens says:
See? I lost cam feed right before you flashed
Try again
(Yummy flashes me)
Awesome!
Yes
Do you like that rule? LOL
(I lost the cam feed again)

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Nolens Volens says:
You just can't get enough of me, huh?
yummy says:
lol
yes
Nolens Volens says:
That's good...because I can't either LOL
Hehe
yummy says:
it seems unfair though
Nolens Volens says:
What is?
yummy says:
I'm not likely to catch you chatting on the phone am I?
Nolens Volens says:
LOL
Texting is same as talking
yummy says:
that's good
I can live with that
Nolens Volens says:
You LIKE that rule, huh?
Nolens Volens says:
Yes, I am putting you on the spot
yummy says:
I do, Mr Volens
Nolens Volens says:
You know my real name and yet you like "Nolens Volens"?
yummy says:
just stuck
Nolens Volens says:
LOL
No problem
yummy says:
I get called (name deleted) on the swing site
Nolens Volens says:
I like to say "NV" because it sounds like "envy" LOL
yummy says:
it does
Nolens Volens says:
I don't use my first name on swing sites
yummy says:
here is my profile
Back to chat with friends and see what happens.

For those that can't remember you MUST be TALLER than me!
I'm educated, classy and a little south of naughty. I'm not thin so if that's not your bag move on. I'm told I'm pretty and do sexy well but that's up to you to decide. I'm also told I'm fun to be around and pleasure to spend time in the company of. I'm married and won't bore you with the detail.

I have been blessed and met a couple of great guys from here that have the ability to please in and out the bedroom, they possess a sexual intelligence and deviancy that I like.

I don't do text speak as I dnt no wot d fk u on abt.

I don't do one offs, car fun and no I don't want to wank you off in your car so don't ask!

I smell nice and I wash, I have my own teeth and my pictures are current. I think that's the least I can expect of you??

AND YES YOU STILL HAVE TO BE TALLER THAN ME AND NO IT ISN'T THE SAME LYING DOWN!!!!!!

Nolens Volens says:
Hehe! I definitely like your profile!
I *am* taller than you so I am lucky
LOL
yummy says:
I piss off dozens of short men daily
Nolens Volens says:
I know
yummy says:
sarcastic fucker
Nolens Volens says:
LOL
That, I am
I am good at that too
yummy says:
you are
what do you think of the tan
(Yummy turns head to show off her tan)
Nolens Volens says:
Hides your blushes well
yummy says:
it does
Nolens Volens says:
(Yummy blushes again)
You LIKE that!
Good
yummy says:
blushing lots now
Nolens Volens says:
See how easy that was?
(I can see Yummy is thinking something over)
Yes?
(Yummy smiles)
You're thinking...what is it?
LOL
yummy says:
I'm thinking omg I'm blushing so much
Nolens Volens says:
Good
How often does a man do that to you? In the span of 30 minutes?
yummy says:
not at all
here is a verification of swing site
Good things come all over those who wait... It's been ages since I met (name deleted) and I'm delighted that she found her way back to (place deleted) again on Friday. She has been on a voyage of discovery since we last met and done some remarkably naughty things. I'd tell you what we got up to, but I'd have to kill you, so you'll just have to ask her. But it was deeply filthy, excitingly kinky and still very. Always a mind-blowing pleasure, even if as ever, a thoroughly exhausting one!

Nolens Volens says:
LOL

yummy says:
Known (name deleted) for over a year now, what a hot sexy and seductive lady, totally sexy gal, with a vivid imagination, plenty more I wish to explore with her. (Name deleted) is a deliciously decadent and extremely entertaining lady in public, and fabulously filthy fun in private. She's also imaginative, interesting and indefatigable, so if you're lucky enough to engage her attention, remember to take your vitamins and have lots of sleep before you meet her... You won't get any when you do!

Nolens Volens says:
LOL
yummy says:
my reputation goes before me
Nolens Volens says:
Cool
yummy says:
I don't show them on my profile
worried people get the wrong idea
Nolens Volens says:
At least I have the..."tool"...for the job
yummy says:
you do
Nolens Volens says:
Ask me anything you want. I will ask you anything...I know you like to be asked
Yes, I saw that smile
LOL
yummy says:
I do and I think you should ask me a question on there
Nolens Volens says:
On that swing site?
Or on blogger?
yummy says:
no on the blog
yes
Nolens Volens says:
Haha!
I know the British sign for flipping someone off
Learned it and I like to say things like "I have 2 kids"
I have TWO eyes
I have TWO cars
Endless possibilities with that sign
LOL
yummy says:
get it
Nolens Volens says:
Damn...lost your cam feed

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Nolens Volens says:
Get what?
yummy says:
the 2
Nolens Volens says:
That
Yes
yummy says:
oh no the phone
lol
Nolens Volens says:
LOL! You're busted and you know it!
yummy says:
wasn't really
(Yummy flashes me anyway)
I'm in vredit though
credit
(I'm texting her so she doesn't think this is going to be one-sided)
are you texting?
Nolens Volens says:
Yep
yummy says:
phone rule

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Nolens Volens says:
Lmk when you can see me
I will pay up
yummy says:
now
(I stand up and flash her)
you are rather well endowed
Nolens Volens says:
Yep
Nolens Volens says:
You saw my full size on Saturday ;)

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yummy says:
yes but not I'm proportionate to you
Nolens Volens says:
That's just fine
Nolens Volens says:
New wet spots LOL
yummy says:
lol

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yummy says:
show me
(I show her the wet spots)
run for your life! the is a monster in your pocket
Nolens Volens says:
Haha!
"Monster"...I like that
yummy says:
I hope he doesn't come and get me (actually I do wish)
Nolens Volens says:
HEHE!
You want that, huh?
What makes you want to....?
yummy says:
you get that the mind needs to be aroused
open sexually
big cock
Nolens Volens says:
That's cool...I'd like to meet you too
yummy says:
good
yummy says:
(My younger is curious about Yummy and comes over)
she looks such a peach
Nolens Volens says:
(My daughter shows off her squirting gun)
Her own "squierter"
yummy says:
lol
Nolens Volens says:
I wasn't paying attention..."squierter"??? LOL
yummy says:
lol
Nolens Volens says:
Tell me your birthday
yummy says:
1st dec
you?
Nolens Volens says:
Mine is in 9 days
the 16th
yummy says:
I will have to remember that now won't I!
Nolens Volens says:
Want to do a dare?
yummy says:
what?
Nolens Volens says:
Pop your right nipple out and leave it out. You can let your outer shirt cover you up. (That's when I see that someone has entered her office)
yummy says:
cant sorry have to interview someone
Nolens Volens says:
I see you have someone
No worries
yummy says:
he has just shown up
Nolens Volens says:
I'll shh until you are done
yummy says:
np i will leave cam on
Nolens Volens says:
I would like that very much
Thanks
(I see Yummy is now talking to someone who is sitting somewhere behind her laptop)
I want to hide under your desk while you are interviewing someone...
And slowly stroke my fingers up and down your legs...
yummy says:
bad man
Nolens Volens says:
You do your best to keep your attention on the interviewee...and I know you will do everything you can to ignore me
Nolens Volens says:
I push my fingers into your inner thighs...and you know that means my fingers will find their way in...
You feel them on your panties...and you know I will sense that your panties are soaked from the anticipation
Nolens Volens says:
I gently push your panties off to the side...
Nolens Volens says:
You know you cannot fight my fingers or you will create too much attention to what is under your desk...
Nolens Volens says:
My finger slips inside...I gently stroke in...and out...
Nolens Volens says:
I twist my hand around so I can "beckon" you with my finger inside and by beckoning, my finger rubs along the wall of your pubic bone
Nolens Volens says:
I rub and stroke, heightening the sensations in you
You feel me moving in...
Nolens Volens says:
You try to squeeze me out but I am too determined. Then you feel my tongue on your clit
I work second finger in...
yummy says:
Factor is 9
Nolens Volens says:
Ohh
Still interviewing?
yummy says:
yes
Nolens Volens says:
If I can't use webcam...I will use your imagination...
You feel my tongue at your knee and it...oh so...fucking...feels good...as it dances its way...to your pussy
I slip another finger in, easily. You are so turned on
You must concentrate on the poor bastard...he made the effort to be here...for the...interview...
You nod and do the "hm-hmm" at all the right places. You keep looking down at your paper with questions printed on them because you cannot remember. You also look at your lap to see if anyone can see...
Nobody can see. You stifle a moan when I find the right amount of pressure
You clear your throat and ask the next question...but your mind is where your pussy is.
I am gently pinching your clit and rubbing it back and forth
yummy says:
Factor is 9.2
Nolens Volens says:
(I don't see her mouth moving as in talking...)
Done?
yummy says:
nope
so bored and he isn't gonna make it through
Nolens Volens says:
Hehe
Want me to keep going?
yummy says:
yes

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Nolens Volens says:
Invite me to your cam

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Nolens Volens says:
Hi!
yummy says:
pa is back
crappy interview
yummy says:
was so funny I cleared my voice as I read that line of "you clear your throat"
Nolens Volens says:
Haha
How did I do?
yummy says:
good
Nolens Volens says:
And the state of your panties?
yummy says:
was having to read it sly as it was making me smile
was having to smile before reading it
I think i will have to remove panties for date
too soaked
Nolens Volens says:
Go take your bathroom break
yummy says:
lol
Nolens Volens says:
You LIKE that idea, don't you?
yummy says:
yes
Nolens Volens says:
I would like to see your panties. Go ahead and get yourself taken care of. When PA is not looking, show me.
yummy says:
lol
(thinks it over)
lol
Nolens Volens says:
Haha!
Ready?
yummy says:
what for
Nolens Volens says:
You have a "problem"...and you need to address it.
yummy says:
lol
and what is my problem exactly
Nolens Volens says:
Your panties require your attention.
And mine
yummy says:
lol
Nolens Volens says:
How is your factor?
yummy says:
8.5
client is annoying me
Nolens Volens says:
Ahh
There goes my internet. Argh

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yummy says:
yes
you are a cheeky fucker
Nolens Volens says:
I am!
yummy says:
either that or I have fallen asleep
Nolens Volens says:
Then let me wake you up
yummy says:
hope you wake me my fav way
Nolens Volens says:
Then go take your break and show me your panties. Don't forget your purse or you won't be able to hide your panties
yummy says:
lol
I will in a bit, PA finishes for the day in 20 mins
Nolens Volens says:
Ahh I see
yummy says:
so whats my fav way to be woken?
Nolens Volens says:
Oral sex while you are sleeping?
yummy says:
nope
close
Nolens Volens says:
LOL
Taking you right there and then?
yummy says:
closer
yummy says:
you are getting warmer
Nolens Volens says:
Kissing you?
yummy says:
nope but I do love that
Nolens Volens says:
Slipping a finger into you...?
yummy says:
nope
Nolens Volens says:
Gently caressing you...all over..?
yummy says:
mmmm but no
Nolens Volens says:
Slipping my cock into your mouth?
yummy says:
nope
having my ass fucked
Nolens Volens says:
Ohh I haven't done that since 1992...I am just too big
yummy says:
not for me
have had cocks that were huge
Nolens Volens says:
Then I am ok LOL
yummy says:
you are
Nolens Volens says:
So you would like for me to wake you up...anally?
yummy says:
mmm
love it
Nolens Volens says:
Ohh
Nolens Volens says:
Do you like to sleep on your back or on your side or your stomach? I am asking so I would know if I need to work on getting my cock into your ass...
yummy says:
side
facing away
Nolens Volens says:
Makes it easy then
I will do that when we meet...and after you have fallen asleep. ;)

Part three to follow (TBA...and my balls are aching...)

I am just getting started...

2010-06-07T00:00:00.004-05:00

A blogger by the name of Heelsnstocking emailed me out of the blue two weeks ago and we got to talk on instant messenger. I liked her right away, not because she contacted me or that she is wild...because she is intelligent and curious about me.

Last Thursday, she told me she was going to a playdate tomorrow. As we talked about that, she let me know she was working herself up to the point of climax, but stopping before going over the edge. As she masturbated, I asked her if she would like to hear me describe in detail what I would do to her if I came to see her. After a long pause (she was busy with herself, remember?), she said she would like to know.

I told her to keep both hands on her keyboard and let me know what she thought of my description and what her factor is. For those who are new to my blog, I like to know what a blogger's factor is in term of arousal with 0 being bone-dry/bored and 10 being "I need something in there NOW!". I drew on my knowledge gleaned from previous conversations with her and utilized it to the max...

(Had to do this from memory since my messenger didn't keep the whole convo. Grr)
Her: LOL okay. I am ready.
Me: I approach you and I pull you up from where you are sitting. I do not move in so that I do not touch you and you cannot feel how aroused I am. I place my hands on your face so you do not get to control the pace of kissing. I lean in slowly to kiss your lower lip and you close in on my lips. We kiss gently for few seconds before I pull back. I lean back in and kiss you more thoroughly. I pull back again. I lean in again, but I poke my tongue out a little and your mouth greedily takes it in.
Her: Factor is 8
Me: I suck my tongue back in and your mouth opens up. I use my secret technique as I kiss you with our open mouths. I bite down on your tongue a little as it comes into my mouth and you try to pull it back, but I have trapped it in my mouth. I break the seal and you do not close your mouth because you want more. I use my secret technique again and you are not aware of that because your senses are too inflamed. I kiss you deeply and long. I break the seal again to kiss and lick along your jaw. I reach your ears and I keep kissing and licking and nibbling on your ears. I move back down your neck and I am more aggressive with the biting on your neck to tap into your primal urges. I bite your shoulders before biting into your neck and working my way over to your throat.
I reach up to grab your hair and hold you immobile as I kiss and bite you all over. I pull your head back to offer your throat to me and I kiss and nibble down your throat.
Her: I love that. 9
Me: I sense you arching your chest up to let me know you want me to go further down. I do not let go of your hair, but I oblige. I move down to your breasts but I do not touch your nipples.
Her: I hate that but I love that
Me: I am saving your nipples for later. I lick and suck on the skin of your breasts. I move back and forth between your breasts, getting closer and closer to your nipples. Every time you think I will finally touch your hard nipples, I ignore them. This time, I use my teeth to trap your left nipple.
Her: I am so aroused. Hands on nipples. 9.5 now
Me: I suck on it and lick and bite
Her: Mmm. Hurry...almost time for bed
Me: I transfer my attention to your other nipple and I do not neglect your left nipple...I cup that breast and tweak your nipple while I use my tongue and teeth on your right nipple. You can come now if you are at 9.5
Her: I am leaving myself on the edge. Just rubbed my pussy again and I'm soaked.
Me: I have wetness in my shorts, all over.
Her: Mmmm. Good.
Me: Sleep well. ;)
Her: You too

Last Friday, she paged me to let me know the playdate was postponed to another time and I let her know I was sorry to hear that.

yummy says: That's okay
Nolens Volens says: Want me to resume where we left off?
yummy says: Yes, I'm laying on hammock in garden. So horny. Ben wa balls are in
Nolens Volens says: Ohhh. Can you cam up?
yummy says: Nope on mobile
Nolens Volens says: Damn! Can you take pics for me?
yummy says: YeS
Nolens Volens says: Please show me what you are wearing and then show me my treasure...and show me the treasures within that treasure.
yummy says: 1st one on its way
Nolens Volens says: How does your pussy feel now?
yummy says: Aching. Needs to be touched
Nolens Volens says: Good! Can your neighbors see you if they looked in your way?
yummy says: Yes
Nolens Volens says: Can you be discreet if you wanted to?
yummy says: Not at the min as hubby is lighting bbq
Nolens Volens says: Hehe. Then you are at my mercy. Would that be a correct statement?
yummy says: Yes as you were at mine yesterday
Nolens Volens says: That's true. ;) How long before he is done with the grill?
yummy says: At this rate I reckon Xmas
Nolens Volens says: LOL Then you can go to the bathroom for more pics
yummy says: K
yummy says: I deserve a reward!
Nolens Volens says: You do. What would you like as a reward?
yummy says: Info overload! Erm I think a naughty post that I can masturbate to
Nolens Volens says: I *love* your 1st pic...a nice downblouse view! Love your 2nd picture...so erect...
yummy says: I thought you would like them
Nolens Volens says: A naughty post? Not picking up where we left off? I want you at 9 or 9.5
yummy says: I'm well off the chart today seeing as I didn't get my seeing too!
Nolens Volens says: LOL Ask and you shall receive
yummy says: I want to! Going to have to go and be wife for a moment
Nolens Volens says: Check your pager...I sent you a pix.
yummy says: Wow
Nolens Volens says: You're welcome ;)

Part two to come later. ;)

Update on me and my...life.

2010-06-03T00:00:00.001-05:00

Before I knew it, several weeks had flown by. Time sure flies when you are either busy or having fun. I promised a new Hotel Series, but my wife accidentally screwed me up by having me stay home and be with my girls instead of getting our mothers to care for them. You can imagine how disappointed, ticked off, negative, frustrated, unhappy I was about not being able to get away for the day or two and having my fun with my wife...and sharing my fun with you all.

Also...I had only one day each week where I could to set up and store away a whole bunch of new HNTs, but I kept running into bad luck such as a tornado warning, my wife accidentally keeping the camera with her, the sun not cooperating at the right times, and my younger daughter being sick for a week in a weird way (was asymptomatic but would spontaneously throw up or have messy diarrhea attacks). Then...as she got better, my older daughter's school let out for the summer.

Talk about being cock-blocked big time, karma style. Don't get me wrong - I am NOT complaining about being a SAHD. Just wishing that everything was aligned for me. At least I am not working during the summer and I just may be able to sneak in a HNT here or there...you never know.

I also found out from 2 female friends in real life that they would like to find someone just...like...me. One posted an ad on Craigslist and used me as a descriptive model to weed out the potential suitors and the other told me tonight that she has always been curious about me, but didn't want to find out because I am married. I was rather flattered to hear all that. If only the women would just shed their inhibitions about me... ;)

Saturday Night Special

2010-04-19T00:01:00.007-05:00

On Thursday, my wife let me know that she wants a designated driver for Saturday. I asked her where we would be going and who else was going and she said a few people would be going at a bar known for mostly gay & bisexual patrons, including our playmate from '08 (click on this post, post, and the other post for a complete history).

I was surprised, not by that, but by the fact that I would be driving my wife and our friend to the bar and back home. She would spend the night at our house.

I spent most of Saturday getting the house tidied up, helping my wife clean the van inside and outside, mowing the lawn, and cutting my hair. I took extra time in the shower to meticulously shave all unwanted hair off (yes, I manscaped LOL). I chose a black "rocker" shirt instead of a polo shirt so I wouldn't stand out too much in the crowd.

I whipped up a quick dinner for my wife and me while she showered. Our friend arrived a bit late and I could tell from her body language that I shouldn't approach her for a hug because she had broken up with someone few weeks ago and I didn't want her to think that I was eager to "play" with her. After a brief chat, we piled into the van and took off for the bar.

We arrived and I was carded. Damn, they still think I look young enough. LOL We found a table well away from the dancing/stage area so we wouldn't have to deal with traffic and that turned out to be a perfect spot as the night wore on.

While we waited for our nonexistent friends, the ladies knocked back a few drinks and we watched the drag queens and kings (I never knew that there was such a thing as "drag kings") do their thing.

With liquor in them, they started to discuss things more openly and my wife let her know that she still wants her. I jumped in and said the same thing to her. I know that made her feel good to know that she was still desirable. After downing some more of liquid courage, they leaned in to kiss and they finally pulled apart after at least a minute.

Naturally, I was aroused and I was glad to opt for wearing a pair of boxer-briefs instead of going commando like I always do because I knew that I would develop a wet spot. I didn't get to kiss her until a bit later, but I didn't mind and I wasn't jealous of my wife at all.

My wife let her know that she had a carte blanche pass with me to do whatever she wanted with me. Our friend opened her eyes wide and said "Well, I know that but you two are married and I don't want to cross the line." My wife reassured her that she completely trusts us and reminded her again about that night under the stairs with me. We giggled with each other as we went over what happened that night.

We all decided after several bouts of kissing (yes, some bar patrons saw us and they were probably jealous LOL), we would dance before going home. I knew that my wife wanted to dance with her alone first so I stayed back and I watched them as they danced and kissed. Few minutes later, my wife signaled for me to join them and I danced with both of them.

After kissing and dancing, I was asked to lead the way out of the crowded floor and I realized that I have a new problem. How the hell was I supposed to get through without touching anyone with my...fifth..."limb"? I developed the fuck it attitude...if someone felt "something" as I gently pushed my way through, they got a bonus. ;)

We made out a little bit more after we got to the van, but I was the sober one and they passed out on the way out of the city. Yep, I got to drive back home with nothing more than a massive wet spot on the crotch of my boxer-briefs. Not even a reach-around. Hehe!

I was so tired upon arrival that I was ready for bed right away and nothing would've happened anyway - she told us earlier that she felt she wasn't ready to have sex with anyone after breaking up with someone recently. We understood and we let her know we were fine with that. She opted to sleep in my recliner despite offering her ample space in our bed and our promises to not try anything with her.

She did let us know that if she is ready to play with us or me again, she most definitely would. We all had fun at the bar and I had fun teasing my wife all day Sunday because I knew she would have a ragin' boner to deal with. ;)

Just came back from a vacation...

2010-04-05T00:01:00.002-05:00

I had fun taking my family to see my sister in Chicago. We did all kinds of stuff with my sister and she loved having my kids over. We finished with a trip to the zoo on a beautiful & sunny day.

I am going on another vacation in another town next month. Why am I talking about that? My wife reminded me of this because she was looking forward to spending time with me alone.

Her: "I get to be alone with you, in a hotel. Again."
Me: "Oh yeah, you had fun doing the Hotel series with me."
Her: "I know!"
Me: "Hmm, you want to do it again?"
Her: "Yes, can I?"
Me: "Sure, why not?"

I will be working on some HNTs and maybe revive some of the other series. You've been forewarned. ;P

I am back!

2010-03-30T20:09:00.001-05:00

Hello everyone! Thank you all for trying to stay in touch with me when I disappeared.

Many things have happened in my life that led to my disappearance. The riding factor was my addiction to games on Facebook. I started with one...Farmtown (before September). By the time my addiction had my life spiraling out of control in December, I had set up homes in Farmtown, FarmVille, FishVille, Fish Isle, Paradise Island, and another game I cannot recall.

I had scheduled posts in here as far back as 2 months so I was set for a long while. Before I knew it, all of my posts had published and I had not been visiting anyone's blogs at all for weeks. Not even for HNT!

I got my iPhone for Christmas and that pulled me in deeper in chaos. I tried to "pull back" but my life was out of control by then. I knew I had to stop and I knew that I had to get my life back in order. The only solution was to disappear and fix my life, one thing at a time.

So, I was busy kicking myself in the ass and getting my shit organized. I am back on track and I am feeling so much better about myself. I do not play any of the games anymore and I have "calmed down" with my iPhone. I even launched a new blog today that explores my sense of self in a new way. About being a daddy, but with a new twist.

Curious? Why don't you go to this blog and look for today's post...the link is in there for my new blog. I can guarantee you that the other blog is clean and boring, but...it will retain my distinct writing style that you have become accustomed to. ;)

OP# 17 - National Quirk Index results

2009-12-22T00:01:00.000-06:00

1. In which movie would you have liked to have had a bit part?

a. Star Wars
b. Casablanca
c. The Wizard of Oz
d. Gone with the Wind
e. Ghostbusters

2. Which of these people would you most like to have at your beck and call?

a. chauffeur
b. nanny
c. masseuse
d. gourmet cook

3. Which supernatural power or ability would you most like to have?

a. becoming invisible at will
b. traveling through time
c. mind reading
d. flying

4. Which type of food would be most difficult for you to give up?

a. salty snacks
b. chocolate
c. bread
d. ice cream
e. soda

5. Which of the following would give you the most thrilling sense of accomplishment?

a. running a marathon
b. parachuting
c. climbing Mt. Everest
d. not being tempted to do any of the above

6. Which personal ad would you most likely to answer?

a. Let's party – I love to ski, play tennis and backgammon, dance all night long. Looking for someone into athletics with a great sense of humor who wants plenty of good times.
b. Successful – Hardworking professional looking for same to share wining and dining, droll talk, and travel. If you're ambitious, confident, and sophisticated, I'm yours.
c. Shy and sensitive – Intelligent, well-educated, attractive, with a fondness for museums, early Fellini movies, Beethoven, and English romantic poets. Seeking companion for long walks and talks, Sunday brunch at home with the newspaper.
d. I'm a natural – My idea of pleasure is an all-day hike in the woods or a long walk on an empty beach. Into country living, whole foods, down-to-earth talk, good music, dogs and kids. Looking for the warm, nurturing type.

7. Which of these phenomena do you find most awe-inspiring?

a. lightning
b. sunset
c. volcanic eruption
d. tornado

8. What's your favorite part of going to the beach?

a. sunbathing
b. building sandcastles
c. people-watching
d. swimming
e. sports (Frisbee, volleyball, kite flying, etc.)
f. I don't go to the beach

9. Which of these would you have the most trouble living without?

a. stereo
b. books
c. games and puzzles
d. television

10. What's your favorite way to eat an Oreo?

a. break it in half and lick out the middle
b. break it in half and eat each half separately
c. intact, as a sandwich
d. crumble up in vanilla ice cream

Tips to Better Living #31

2009-12-21T00:01:00.000-06:00

Never underestimate your...ahem..."talent"...when photographing yourself or you'll end up accidentally causing your camera to malfunction because it accidentally...got wet...by your "talent".

OP #16 - National Quirk Index...

2009-12-15T00:01:00.000-06:00

I decided to do something DIFFERENT...just for you...to have fun with...

In the National Quirk Index back in 1985, GAMES Magazine (renowned for its crosswords and puzzles) surveyed more than its 500 readers with multiple-choice questions and tabulated their answers. GAMES then reprinted the survey questions and choices, and the readers had to guess which answers were the most popular. The score for each choice was the number of surveyed people who had made their choice. How well can you guess the preferences of GAMES readers? Remember, this was published back in 1985. I scored 1,616 out of possible 1,988 and I'd like to see how YOU did.

1. In which movie would you have liked to have had a bit part?

a. Star Wars
b. Casablanca
c. The Wizard of Oz
d. Gone with the Wind
e. Ghostbusters

2. Which of these people would you most like to have at your beck and call?

a. chauffeur
b. nanny
c. masseuse
d. gourmet cook

3. Which supernatural power or ability would you most like to have?

a. becoming invisible at will
b. traveling through time
c. mind reading
d. flying

4. Which type of food would be most difficult for you to give up?

a. salty snacks
b. chocolate
c. bread
d. ice cream
e. soda

5. Which of the following would give you the most thrilling sense of accomplishment?

a. running a marathon
b. parachuting
c. climbing Mt. Everest
d. not being tempted to do any of the above

6. Which personal ad would you most likely to answer?

a. Let's party – I love to ski, play tennis and backgammon, dance all night long. Looking for someone into athletics with a great sense of humor who wants plenty of good times.
b. Successful – Hardworking professional looking for same to share wining and dining, droll talk, and travel. If you're ambitious, confident, and sophisticated, I'm yours.
c. Shy and sensitive – Intelligent, well-educated, attractive, with a fondness for museums, early Fellini movies, Beethoven, and English romantic poets. Seeking companion for long walks and talks, Sunday brunch at home with the newspaper.
d. I'm a natural – My idea of pleasure is an all-day hike in the woods or a long walk on an empty beach. Into country living, whole foods, down-to-earth talk, good music, dogs and kids. Looking for the warm, nurturing type.

7. Which of these phenomena do you find most awe-inspiring?

a. lightning
b. sunset
c. volcanic eruption
d. tornado

8. What's your favorite part of going to the beach?

a. sunbathing
b. building sandcastles
c. people-watching
d. swimming
e. sports (Frisbee, volleyball, kite flying, etc.)
f. I don't go to the beach

9. Which of these would you have the most trouble living without?

a. stereo
b. books
c. games and puzzles
d. television

10. What's your favorite way to eat an Oreo?

a. break it in half and lick out the middle
b. break it in half and eat each half separately
c. intact, as a sandwich
d. crumble up in vanilla ice cream

Remember, your objective is to guess the most common choices to maximize your score and this was published back in 1985...in the days of Apple personal computers, Amiga, Atari, and others...LONG before the Internet was around...when B.B.S. reigned supreme on 100 baud modems with manual settings. Now, you can post your answers in a comment and I'll respond to your comment with your score. You can post your own personal choices if you like just to see how that stacks up against your guesses. I will respond to your guesses with your score. I will post the numbers associated with each choice next week. Have fun!

Tips to Better Living #30

2009-12-14T00:02:00.003-06:00

Never sneak up to initiate foreplay while your wife is doing chores, she definitely will be in the mood to stick something sharp in you.

OP #15 - I belong to a non-prophet organization...

2009-12-08T00:01:00.001-06:00

...and it's called "atheism". I got this from a friend who knows that I'm an atheist and she cared about me enough to give this to me...and she is a Catholic. Interesting, isn't it?

"An Atheist loves his fellow man instead of god. An Atheist believes that heaven is something for which we should work now .. here on earth for all men together to enjoy.

An Atheist believes that he can get no help through prayer but that he must find in himself the inner conviction, and strength to meet life, to grapple with it, to subdue it and enjoy it.

An Atheist believes that only in a knowledge of himself and a knowledge of his fellow man can he find the understanding that will help to a life of fulfillment.

An Atheist seeks to know himself and his fellow man rather than to know a god. He believes that a hospital should be built instead of a church. He believes that a deed must be done instead of a prayer said.

An Atheist strives for involvement in life and not escape into death. He wants disease conquered, poverty vanquished, war eliminated. He wants man to understand and love man.

An Atheist wants an ethical way of life. He believes that we cannot rely on a god or channel action into prayer nor hope for an end of troubles in a hereafter.

An Atheist believes that we are our brother's keepers; and are keepers of our own lives; that we are responsible persons and the job is here and the time is now..."

With all that said, I can now proselytize you to join the ranks of atheism. ;)

Tips to Better Living #29

2009-12-07T00:01:00.000-06:00

Sandals: $40
Floor tile adhesive: $20 per bucket
Watching a woman walk on the sticky floor and cursing loudly as she retrieves the sandals that got stuck: PRICELESS

Moral of this true story - be mindful of your surroundings

HNT - Special Guest (Morning Glory #2)

2009-12-02T00:01:00.007-06:00

Morning Glory asked me that I pass on her message - "I am doing okay - I just felt that it was time to shut down my MG blog. Nolens Volens has given me permission to post my HNTs in here when the mood strikes me. Enjoy!"

~click if you want a personal kiss from me~

OP #14 - It's a bird! It's a plane! No, that's...

2009-12-01T00:01:00.005-06:00

...Family Man to the rescue!

About 2 years ago, a kid asked my oldest daughter "why do you love your daddy so much?" and she just couldn't answer that question any other way than "I just do". The kid just couldn't comprehend why my daughter loves me so much. Why not?

I'll tell you why not...there is absolutely nothing more rewarding than having your child's unconditional love for you and you alone. There is no better feeling than your child subtly slipping her hand inside yours while you're walking just because she wants to hold your hand. There is no greater satisfaction than playing with your child for an extended period of time just because she wants all of you to herself.

Last year, a friend kept introducing me to her friends by saying "Family man" first and then my name. The way she said it...it made me sound like I'm a superhero by the name of Family Man (can you see how unique the headlines in newspapers would sound - "Family Man saves the day!"...I can see the potential of graphic novels right there!). I do understand that she was using grammar structure of American Sign Language, BUT she could have said "Friend, name". What she was doing showed me how much she respects me for having a family and for being a family man. Heh

I've noticed how people look at me and I honestly don't care how I look to others (gawky, dumb-looking, nerdy, dorky, fat ass, whatever) because I know who I am and I love it - I'm a family man. That's what I dreamed about while growing up in a family that wasn't even close to being functional or even normal.

I've probably mentioned my dad before...but it does bear repeating. I remember how my dad started to drink more and more after divorcing my mom. The thing that led to the divorce was my father's insistence that they have a threesome with a woman. After caving in from his pressure, she discovered that she is gay - she had suppressed those feelings for about 20+ years and fell in love with the woman who had participated in the threesome. She decided to not only come out of the closet to him, but she also let him know that she had enough of his drinking and she would be living with her new partner.

By the time he died about 16 years after divorcing my mom, he and I had spoken 4 times, briefly, in the last 2 years of his life (we had a fight and he refused to accept responsibility for his actions on our trip back home from my college 2 years earlier). After the divorce, my mother struggled with her sexuality, coming to terms about the way she is, and she feared for her job security while we lived together with her partner...and her partner's 2 daughters for several years.

When I was about 13 or 14, I dreamed about having kids with my future wife and what identifying traits she would have. I saw that she would be dark-haired and she would be a lefty because she was wearing her wristwatch on her right wrist. Wouldn't you know it...I *did* get the location of her wristwatch right, but I didn't realize that she would be a rare right-handed person who wears a wristwatch on the right wrist. My wife told me that she always has worn her watch on her right wrist, so that would explain why I got thrown off in my dream.

When I met my future wife at a dinner/social function in a small town, I didn't feel anything different in my heart or in my mind. There was no lightning bolt, no fireworks, or anything. She was dating someone else at the time (she later told me that after being introduced to me by her then-boyfriend who was my friend since boyhood, she thought of me as "Hmm, who's that tall man?"). Sometime later, I found out she was single again so I started talking to her. Never looked back - we started dating 5 days later, she moved in with me 3 months after that, she proposed to me 2 months after moving in, and we got married 16 months after that.

I wouldn't trade it all in for bachelorhood or the luxury of "disposable income" or even having financial freedom. Why? Because I love getting smothered with their attention, I love giving them my attention, and we prank each other often. My younger daughter would ask for a spray bottle and I would willingly give it to her and bolt from the room so I wouldn't be her 1st victim. ;)

Tips to Better Living #28

2009-11-30T00:01:00.001-06:00

As long as it's not sex, putting something in a wrong hole is "close" but acceptable.

OP #13 - Going the full...

2009-11-24T00:01:00.010-06:00

...monty, that is. ;)

Staying with the vein (if you'll pardon the pun in a moment) of last week's blog, I will talk about male nudity in the movies. Do you know how many actors do, as the Brits call it, go the full monty? "Full monty" simply means showing your genitals on film. I'm NOT talking about porno films because that is required in all scenes that call for it. What I'm talking about is the mainstream and independent films. If I were to conduct a survey and watch EVERY single film ever made from 1896 to now, it would take me 120,000 hours to watch them all.

How did I come up with that number of 120,000 hours? Netflix boasts in the ads about 80,000 titles (I don't know if that counts porno flicks or not) and I figure an average of 1.5 hours or 90 minutes per film, so 90 minutes * 80,000 films = 7,200,000 minutes. To find out how many hours that is, 7,200,000 minutes / 60 minutes = 120,000 hours.

How many days does it take to watch 120,000 hours' worth of films? There are only 24 hours per day, so 24 hours * 60 minutes = 1440 minutes a day. Not counting leap years, there are 365 days so 365 days * 1440 minutes per day = 525,600 minutes a year. So...7,200,000 total minutes / 525,600 minutes per year = 13.698 years without ever sleeping for a single minute.

With that said, I wouldn't be far off if I said maybe 1% of all non-porno movies (which is only 800 total out of 80,000) have featured a full frontal nudity of an actor. No, showing your ass does not count! I think that about 50% to 60% of the movies have featured at least one female genitalia being bared. We all know which female genitalia is the most commonly shown.

What's the big deal? For many women, this represents the ongoing imbalance in the society. Think about this...it's okay for an older woman to seduce a younger man, but it's not okay for a woman to have many lovers (she would be considered as a slut). When the script calls for some nudity, do you think the actor feels obligated to show on film his penis during a love scene? What about the actress? I would say about 99% of the actresses do NOT have a non-nudity clause in their contracts.

I will be talking about a subject that seems to be taboo...an actor showing his penis on film for all to see...and maybe for all to judge. Some people have argued that the male ego is too frail to handle seeing something that is not an "accurate" representative of the state of manhood. Pop culture expert Mark Kingwell rationalized: "Guys don't like to see penises in film, because they are either too small (in travel mode) and therefore not worth all the fuss, or too big (in action mode) and so threatening to self-esteem." Ah, the fragile male ego! Maybe that's the case for some male moviegoers...but do they really have the power to manipulate the market? You betcha! The biggest demographic is teen boys with young men being the 2nd largest demographic.

Although male genitalia has been pretty scarce, it's increasingly finding its way on the big screen, and luckily for us, it's not just the Harvey Keitel variety with "Bad Lieutenant" and "The Piano". In fact, here's a link that claims to keep count of male nudity. Granted, aspiring actors looking for their big break may be willing to do the full monty.

Even Tom Cruise did it. Way back when he was struggling to establish his star power, he did a scene in "All the Right Moves" with an actress (Lea Thompson who would find fame with Michael J. Fox in the "Back to the Future" trilogy) where you clearly could see "him". Of course, he hit it big not long after that film with "Risky Business" when he pranced around in his underwear. That's why I find that funny - he had already exposed himself in an earlier movie without any notice and he doesn't do it again, just tighty whiteys and the ladies go nuts. Does that maxim of "Less is more" hold true? Hehe

Suppose you have the hots for Clive Owen or Daniel Craig or Will Smith or whomever. Would you shell out the money to SEE? Would you buy a ticket for the movie or even buy a DVD if that movie is pure crap just so you can, ahem, "review" the actor's contribution to cinema? Or...would you just shrug and say "Hmm, that took guts to put it on film for everyone to see"?

I remember some time back in 1992, Jeremy Irons (you remember him as the bad guy in "Die Hard With Vengeance") did a film called "Damage" and the media made a big deal out of a certain scene where Jeremy ran down the stairwell completely naked, his genitals completely unobstructed from the audience's view...bobbing allllllll over. I watched that scene and all I thought was "I would do that too if I was in the exact same situation. I wouldn't run back in and get dressed and rush down the stairs." I won't divulge more because that was, if you'll pardon the pun, the climax of the movie.

Now and then, a movie would come out that pushed the boundaries. Would anyone remember "Basic Instinct" if Sharon Stone hadn't gone commando during the police interrogation? Sure, the movie had a good plot...but Sharon's closeup view got people lining up to see that scene again. What about "Fatal Attraction"...what if Michael Douglas and Glenn Close had not gone for broke in the kitchen where they were both bottomless and "getting it on"? Granted, "Showgirls" tanked but everyone gasped at the girl from "Saved By The Bell" going totally full frontal. People everywhere yawned through Sharon Stone's silicone tits and bald beaver look in "Basic Instinct 2". Everyone knew there would always be another movie that would test the limit.

Then an independent movie came along last year that shook up everyone's notion of what is and what is not acceptable for the mainstream audience. Even I was surprised by what was shown in that film. Nothing was blurred nor was it quickly cut away to another angle/scene - you could see everything and I do mean EVERYTHING. Many groups and organizations protested the indie flick called "Shortbus" without ever seeing the film because they had heard about what was being explicitly shown AND they were upset that "Shortbus" would not get an X rating. "Shortbus" was released in the theaters without any rating. You won't find "Shortbus" in any rental chain - trust me, I looked everywhere and I had to ask a friend to get it through Netflix for me.

I say "Kudos" to the director, John Cameron Mitchell, because he took an unusual approach to making that movie without making it "pornographic". The male actors had to get "it" up in order to have the audience believe that everything the audience was seeing (relationship struggles and love scenes) was honest and real. So, the male actors had the hardest (again, pardon the pun hehe) role because they had to "perform" each and every time for the duration of each scene. Me, I'd lose it because of a director yelling "Cut!" in order to re-align the lights or do the scene in a different angle. LOL

What do you think? Less is more?

Tips to Better Living #27

2009-11-23T00:01:00.001-06:00

If you are sure nobody will notice during the cooking of the turkey and all the trimmings for Thanksgiving, someone WILL notice that you've passed gas.

Happy Thanksgiving to everyone and don't pass gas!

OP #12 - Remaking the wheel...

2009-11-17T00:01:00.001-06:00

No, I don't mean "re-inventing the wheel". ;) The topic is about Hollywood churning out remakes and remakes of remakes of original movies rather than scripting original movies.

Let's recap year '08. To be considered as a release in the theaters, a movie had to play for a week in either L.A. or New York minimum during the calendar year of 2008. To be considered as a major release, a movie had to be on 1,000 screens or more on opening day.

According to the rule above, how many movies were released? 573 (not including the rule, 1,041 movies were released)

Out of 573 movies, how many were "major releases"? About 140 which is around 25% total

Now...here comes the remaking the wheel part. Small budget films do not typically have sequels and there are few foreign films that found success in American theaters.

Out of 573 movies, how many were remakes or American version of a foreign movie? 22
Out of 573 movies, how many were sequels? 18

Remakes and sequels together account for 40 movies out of about 140 major releases, or 28.5% total. Let's put this in perspective...

In the year of 1998, a total of 359 movies were released. 5 of them were remakes or American version of foreign film and 12 were sequels. Out of 359 total movies, how many were remakes/American version and sequels? 17 (or 4.7% total) Great movies of 1998? The Wedding Singer, Dark City, The Big Lebowski, City of Angels, Suicide Kings, Can't Hardly Wait, Out of Sight, Saving Private Ryan, The Cube, and The Last Emperor.

In the year of 1988, a grand total of 205 movies were released. 2 were remakes (0 for American versions of foreign films) and 17 were sequels (this was actually the year that did the sequels in - anyone remember any of the following sequels...?

Return of the Living Dead II
Braddock: Missing in Action III (never made pt 4)
Police Academy 5 (signaled the end of the franchise)
Critters 2 (killed the momentum)
Friday the 13th Part VII (we lost interest after that)
Rambo III (uh-uh, you can kill hardened soldiers...so what?)
Poltergeist III (Wtf...mirrors???)
Short Circuit 2 (lost every trace of cute factor found in pt 1)
Arthur 2 (who wanted to see Arthur be sober and not funny anymore?)
Phantasm II (first one was scandalous...no shock factor in this one)
Caddyshack II (where's the humor?!?)
Nightmare on Elm Street 4 (just shoot me already)
Iron Eagle II (wha...? No money for Jason Gerrick?)
Return to Snowy River (not bad at all)
Halloween 4 (made up for the misbegotten pt 3 featuring no Michael at all)
Hellraiser II (introduced us to Hell within Hellraiser's realm)

Great movies for '88? The Accidental Tourist, Rain Man, Mississippi Burning, Bat*21, The Accused, Gorillas in the Mist, Midnight Run, Die Hard, Bull Durham, Colors, Stand and Deliver, and Masquerade. Anyone remember great movies for '08? How about In Bruges, Iron Man, WALL-E, The Dark Knight, Eagle Eye, Changeling, and Slumdog Millionaire?

Hmm. What was the average number of movies released per week for 1988? 3.9 movies per week. Wait a minute...how many movies on average per week for 1998? 6.9 movies per week. And 2008? An average of staggering 11.01 movies per week!

Hollywood, the answer to getting more money is NOT churning out more movies than before. Make quality movies, not quantity (producing fewer movies = less overworked people, which in turn allows everyone to come up with more original stuff for movies) and we will fork over MORE money than ever before to see GOOD movies.

Tips to Better Living #26

2009-11-16T00:01:00.002-06:00

Even if you think you know a lot of things, you know less than you think...and everyone thinks you know more so it balances itself out quite nicely.

HNT - Do as you are told...

2009-11-12T00:01:00.000-06:00

She started talking to me about being a good neighbor and help her in Farm Town (in Facebook...)

Her: wanna do me?
Her: I mean, my farm :)
Me: Haha
Me: I need a worker too
Me: Hang on
Her: you need a hooker?
Me: Yes
Her: oh, a worker, my bad... should put my glasses on ;))
Me: Hehe
Me: Your bed or mine? I mean your farm or mine?
Her: mine :D
Me: I'm here
Me: Yo?
Her: my bad, spaced out
Her: lol
Her: hang on
Me: LOL
Me: Done
Her: thanks hot stuff
Me: I tried to hire you
Her: didn't get a request
Me: Oh ok
Me: Get it now?
Her: no sir
Her: guess it doesn't like me today
Me: Come over then
Her: oooh, are you getting fresh with me?
Me: Yes
Me: Get your wet kitty over here now, cunt
Her: it's about time lol
Her: :O yes sir!
Me: Going up to nap my daughter
Her: I am not wearing any panties
Her: okies
Me: So, no panties...huh
Her: no sir
Her: just a white tshirt and boxer shorts
Me: Any particular reason or were you just messing with me?
Her: they were removed last night... ;))
Her: just threw on the boxers this am
Me: :)
Me: You're quite a cockteaser
Her: oh yeah?
Me: Yes
Her: is that a complaint?? cuz I don't have to be...
Me: Haha
Me: You got it all. You want to plow or not?
Her: no thanks
Her: too impatient
Me: LOL
Me: Want me to make your kitty purr?
Her: that sounds like more fun...
Me: LOL
Her: well it does, just being honest lol
Me: What got it started?
Her: who said it has started?
Me: You said "well it does, just being honest"...meaning what?
Her: yes, it sounds like more fun...
Me: Oh! I thought you meant that your kitty is already purring
Her: LOL that's what you get for thinking
Her: :p
Her: and what's up with the cluster fuck of trees in the corner? lol
Me: You and other bitches gave me trees and then complained about me not planting any. LOL
Her: yeah well now I'm going to complain about them all being jammed in the fucking corner :p
Me: LOL
Her: how do you like them apples? ;))
Me: Maybe I can take a strip off of my farm just for the trees
Me: I'd rather see YOUR apples
Me: ;)
Her: lame
Her: LOL
Her: my apples?? they're the biggest apples I've ever seen lol
Me: LOL!
Me: And I produce great protein shakes
Her: LMAO
Me: If you wanna see..........
Me: Go to msn ;)
Her: msn hates me
Her: I downloaded it again but it didn't want to work
Me: That's because of norton, right?
Her: I have no idea why it didn't work
Her: I can't even find it
Me: You have norton security, right?
Her: yes
Me: That has expired, right?
Her: no... J just put 2010 on it
Me: I'll talk to someone about that
Me: So...what do you want to do now?
Her: ok
Her: um... idk... what do you wanna do?
Me: I'm chilling until further notice LOL
Her: lazy ass LOL
Me: I said..."until further notice"
Her: I read that you submissive little bitch :p
Me: Hehe
Her: again... lazy ass
Me: LOL
Her: I need a shower
Her: my neck is sore
Me: My back is sore. My cock isn't. LOL
Her: LOL good to know
Me: If you ain't interested...I can go shower
Her: when have you known me to be not interested?
Me: Because you ain't initiating LOL
Her: I always do the initiating...
Her: maybe I want to be the submissive little bitch today :p
Me: Still in shirt and boxers?
Her: yes sir
Me: How's your kitty?
Her: she's lovely, thank you
Me: Hehe
Her: looking at your wife's kitty...
Me: Do you prefer to shower before playing with your kitty?
Me: Her picture was right after a shower
Her: I might just play with my kitty while I shower...
Me: Yeah
Her: mmhmm
Her: she needs a trim
Me: She shaved
Her: no, my kitty needs a trim
Me: Ahh Duh me
Me: Describe
Her: I like to keep the welcome mat neat and tidy
Me: LOL
Her: what? lol I do...
Me: I like mine all cleared off
Her: I like fuzzy friction
Me: Answer me...do you play with a dirty kitty?
Her: if the mood strikes :p
Me: Yeah
Me: LOL
Her: mmhmm
Me: I want you to stick a finger in
Me: And rub your clit a little
Her: you do...
Her: just one?
Me: One
Her: k
Me: Use the other hand to rub
Me: When it starts to feel good, stop and let me know
Her: feels good
Me: And have you stopped?
Her: now I have lol
Me: How far along have you gone?
Her: very wet... clit throbbing
Me: Have you tasted your finger?
Her: no
Me: Do you want to?
Her: no... I just want to touch it
Me: You want to touch it? How bad do you want to?
Her: really bad NV...
Her: will you let me?
Me: Beg me for it, cunt
Her: i want it... please my NV
Me: Are you my bitch or am I your bitch?
Her: i'm your bitch baby
Me: Ok...you may touch it...only slightly...and for 10 seconds. Now.
Me: How was it?
Her: mmmm
Her: more
Me: Would you like to insert a finger?
Her: yes please
Me: 2 fingers I will allow you...if you respond to my next message right away...go
Me: Did you go in fast and furious or slowly?
Her: fasst
Me: Gooood....
Her: more please NV
Me: You need to pinch and twist your nipples now
Her: ok
Me: Remove your shorts now and keep standing up
Her: ready
Me: Insert 2 fingers slowly...and leave those 2 inside your wet pussy
Me: Tell me when you have done it
Her: done
Me: Wiggle them
Me: No in and out
Me: Wiggle them
Me: Pinch nipples
Me: Stroke your fingers in and out...slowly
Me: Don't you fucking dare to go faster, you fuck!
Me: Stop now.
Her: but i want to go faster... please
Her: stopped...
Me: Beg me, you asshole! Beg me hard!
Her: NV please... i want to keep going
Her: please
Me: How close are you?
Me: How many minutes til you come?
Her: very
Her: 2
Me: You have exactly one minute to come when you see this. Go!
Her: please
Me (after waiting 55 seconds): 5
Me: 4
Me: 3
Me: 2
Me: 1
Me: Stop!
Me: You better fucking stop!
Me: Now!
Her: i stopped i stopped...
Me: How close are you, you fucking bitch!
Her: right there
Her: on the verge
Me: Rub your clit slowly now
Me: I am drooling and I am so hard
Her: god...
Her: NV
Me: Sit down.
Her: sitting...
Me: Now! Get yourself off now!
Me: One minute now
Me: 30 seconds!
Me: 15!
Me: 10
Me: 9
Me: 8
Me: 7
Me: 6
Me: 5
Me: 4
Me: 3
Me: 2
Me: 1
Me: Now!
Me: Cum for me now!
Me: Now!
Me: Type now!
Her: ii am
Me: Fucking bitch of mine, aren't you?
Me: Cum hard!
Her: yeds
Her: yes
Me: How bad do you want my cock?
Her: bad
Me: How bad do you want me?
Her: NV...
Me: Tell me!
Her: i want you NV
Me: How bad do you want my wife?
Her: mmmmmm
Her: i want her so bad
Me: How bad do you want to show me?
Her: BAD
Me: I want to see you...but I can wait. How hard was your climax?
Her: my legs are still shaking
Me: If you want another one like this, you WILL cam up when you're told to! Do you understand me, my bitch?
Her: yes NV
Me: Address me properly!
Her: yes my NV
Me: That's better...how bad do you want me?
Her: bad bad
Me: You fuck, address me properly!
Her: really bad my NV
Me: Tell me how HOW bad you want me
Her: i want your fucking hard cock really fucking bad my NV
Me: Take a picture of your soaking cunt and show it to your hubby...NOW
Her: I'll show him later... he's asleep
Me: I don't mean show him a picture now....I mean take a picture now!
Her: ok
Me: With your pussy sopping wet and quaking legs...
Me: Save it on your computer and show him later how hard you got off, is that clear, you bitch?!?
Her: pic taken
Her: yes my NV
Me: Put your shorts back on.
Her: ok
Me: Lick your finger
Her: mmmm
Me: When will any of your kids be home?
Her: my son is upstairs sleeping, the girls will be home around 3:20
Me: Then...you have an assignment.
Me: Do it now or consequences will be severe
Her: yes?
Me: Black out your pussy and save it as "kitty.jpg"
Me: Send it to both my wife and me
Her: NV...
Me: Address me properly
Her: my NV...
Me: Yes, my bitch?
Her: I don't think I should...
Me: Because?
Her: He wouldn't like it...
Me: How about just to my wife instead?
Her: so she can show it to you? lol
Me: Black it out or not...and you can request that she NOT show it to me
Her: we'll see... ok?
Me: We will see about what?
Her: I don't think he'll go for it
Me: For her to see, you mean?
Her: yes
Me: I will let you off the hook...this time.
Me: How do you feel?
Her: I'll talk to him about it, ok? But I can't do anything that'll upset him...
Her: I feel very good
Her: how do you like me all submissive and vulnerable??
Me: I said "I'll let you off the hook" and I mean it.
Her: ;))
Me: I've been totally dominant before. How did I do, bitch?
Her: very well my NV
Me: Very good. When I tell you to do something, you WILL DO AS TOLD. Clear?
Her: bet you didn't know I could turn off my sarcasm for that long, did you? =))
Me: :)
Her: and how do you feel?
Me: Like 7.5 inches
Her: lol
Her: you know what I mean
Her: answer me dammit
Me: I don't become submissive...and you will address me propery, you cunt
Her: LOL
Her: please answer me my NV
Her: you really get off on that whole "my NV" thing, don't you?
Me: I am dominant by nature...and I will step up and show you when I want/need to. I love that you say "my NV".
Her: :)
Me: I am so fucking wet
Me: Good
Her: next time... I want to see your face
Me: How did YOU feel about being ordered around like that?
Me: Yes. And I want to see your face as well
Me: Ask me for my face...properly, next time.
Her: how do you think I felt?
Her: I obeyed... didn't I?
Her: I didn't even talk back once lol
Me: :)
Me: I'm glad you didn't talk back once.
Her: are you? then I should have talked back twice LOL
Me: I would've punished you
Me: Talk back and find out what happens, you fucking cunt
Her: woohoo!
Her: kids are home
Her: ttyl :*

The end result? I was so turned on that I had two MASSIVE wet spots in my jeans. Jeez.

OP #11 - A letter from Nolens Volens

2009-11-10T00:01:00.002-06:00

Tips to Better Living #25

2009-11-09T00:01:00.001-06:00

Never take a young male child bra shopping. He is liable act like a virgin at a strip joint and yell "BOOOOOBIES!".

- as told to me by a blogger who wants to remain anonymous

HNT - So vulnerable

2009-11-05T00:01:00.002-06:00

My younger daughter was having a meltdown because she was unable to express what the problem was with her. She asked that I sit and watch a Barbie movie with her, but I did not want to because those are poorly written. She asked that I change it out for "The Incredibles" and she then asked that I watch it with her. I did not want to watch that movie because that would be 8th time in 2 weeks. It's a good movie and I do enjoy it, but enough is enough.

She trashed her TV room and I got upset about that. I was LOUD with her and then I stormed off to make lunch. Asked her what she wanted to drink and I got her that. She didn't want to finish either so I took both away and she lost it again. I told her that it was time for her to nap now and she lost it again. I wouldn't give in to her and made her go with me upstairs to her bed.

She kept crying and was incoherent. That's when I realized that my actions were harsh to her so I tried to explain and apologize to her. That's when *I* lost it. I rolled away from her so she wouldn't see what was going to happen and I started sobbing quietly. I had cried for 5 minutes before I noticed that she wasn't moving around...she had fallen asleep. I got up and went downstairs...and cried some more.

I genuinely felt bad about overreacting to her...she might have been sick, hungry, tired, or all of above...and I just did not respond appropriately to her. I had a meeting to run later on and I just did not care because all I could think about was how poorly I handled that situation with my baby. How could she possibly understand when she is only 2 1/2 years old?

~click to see how sorry I was~

OP #10 - So, the most powerful word is...

2009-11-03T00:01:00.003-06:00

It was fun reading people's comments on what they believe to be the most powerful word ever. The responses I got were:

Love (Playfully Yours)
Want/Trust (Topaz)
Freedom (Nitebyrd)
God (The Panserbjorne)
Yes (Morning Glory)
Search (Gout-des-Homme)
Cancer (Barefoot Dreamer)
Why (Tattytiara)
Fuck/Pussy (Rage)
No/If (Brian)
Fuck (Athena)
I (anonymous)

Strong words indeed, very good choices, and some compelling arguments...only one person said what I had in mind. What is the most powerful word in my opinion? "No"

That little word...with only one vowel and one constant. It can and did do the following:

start wars
get men arrested for non-consensual sex
cause children to throw temper tantrums
ignite arguments
break hearts
invoke fear in you
save lives

The Civil War started because the South said "No" to the abolishment of slavery. A woman said "No" when her date wanted to do something more than what she was willing to do. The parent said "No" to the child when the child expressed a desire for a certain object on a shelf in a store. You got into an argument with your partner because one of you dared to say "No" about something that meant a lot to the person who wanted to hear a "Yes". The woman you proposed to said "No". You were too scared to ask your parents/boss/partner for something because you knew you'd get a "No". Because a friend said "No" to my offer to give him a ride, he was not involved in a car crash that happened to me just 5 minutes later (I walked away from that with a concussion, but the passenger side was destroyed and I doubt he would have walked away from that at all).

A little word with just one constant and one vowel.

That little word can change the history of the world or even create a humorous moment...what if one less senator had voted "No" to doing away with the draft board just weeks before Pearl Harbor? Or when the Queen goes "No, no, YES, no, no, YES, no, no, no, no, YES! Woof!"

Tips to Better Living #24

2009-11-02T00:03:00.000-06:00

Never bend down at knees to pick up your child while wearing spurs, especially if you are wearing shorts

HNT - Saturday's costume

2009-10-29T12:44:00.000-05:00

I thought I would give you Saturday's costume and do Halloweenie II next week. Better late than never! LOL

Here's the front view of my costume...will have a denim shirt, bolo tie, and a cowboy hat to go with this.

~click to see better~
And the back view of my costume...like you needed that. LOL

~click to see better~
Who knows...I may be asked to mingle at the party...without my jeans. ;)

Grr! I got phished on Twitter!

2009-10-28T21:37:00.001-05:00

I fell for a very clever twist of phishing scam when I got a DM (direct message) from a follower asking "This you?? (url)". I knew that if I had logged into Twitter from my computer, I would have to sign in from my pager. If I logged into Twitter from my pager, I would have to sign in on the computer. A quirk...that worked to the phishers' advantage. I gave away my login info and when I saw it wasn't what I thought, I DM'd that follower back and she IM'd me with "Huh? Looking at what?" and I went "OH SHIT!" when I realized that she did NOT do that. I raced to the computer and I frantically changed my password. Then I sent out a message saying "I got phished and if you got a DM from me, it was NOT me". I tried to log out so I could try the new password. Guess what? I could NOT log out! I cleared the cookie. I came back and tried to log back in.

Failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure, failure!

The only alternative I have now is what I did few minutes ago...I e-mailed the company who does Twitter and let them know I got phished. Shit! Because of this, I will have to suspend Blogger, Gmail, everything related to Nolens Volens until I know for sure that I have NOT been compromised. I even had HNT planned.

FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!

I gotta hand it to the phisher..."you can only get smarter by playing a smarter opponent." I will be back when I am sure it is ok.

OP #9 - The most powerful word ever is...

2009-10-27T00:01:00.003-05:00

I have an opinion as to what is the most powerful word you can ever utter, but I'd like to hear from all of you what YOU think is the most powerful word ever. I'll turn this into a poll...let every one of my faithful readers & lurkers sound off.

Why don't you post your opinion in here what you think is the most powerful word you can possibly utter? I'd like to know what you think and I'll post a full blog on what *I* think is the most powerful word in the history of mankind.

Tips to Better Living #23

2009-10-26T00:01:00.000-05:00

I am all for self-sacrifice...as long as it's you, not me.

HNT - my wife's birthday gifts

2009-10-22T00:01:00.069-05:00

I apologize in advance for the quality of the pictures...I had to rush home to get this done and all set up for my wife's birthday tomorrow. Nothing like the PRESSURE to get it done! LOL

The first gift is a shirt as you can see below. It shows Captain Malcolm "Mal" Reynolds' Firefly-class ship, christened by Mal as Serenity, in flight. Allow me to educate those who aren't browncoats...my wife fell in love with "Firefly", a brilliant but prematurely canceled TV series written by Joss Whedon. She became a Browncoat on the spot, pledging loyalty to Mal and those who fought on his side. If you haven't seen "Firefly", go rent it and then watch the movie "Serenity". You will NOT be disappointed.

If anyone can read the Chinese writings, I'd like to know what that says on the shirt! :)

My wife finally noticed gift #2 yesterday afternoon - it was installed on her car by me last Saturday. She was talking with co-workers in a parking lot and she happened to look over at her car...did a double-take and then realized what I had done and she shouted gleefully at her discovery. It was a huge gamble because she COULD notice that at any time. LOL

"A leaf on the wind" was uttered by Hoban "Wash" Washburne in "Serenity", the movie based on "Firefly" TV show.

Gift #3 was actually given by Quantum Mechanix just because I asked nicely if they could send her a birthday message or something. They went above and beyond...sent a card, featuring Mal quoting my wife's favorite line, as uttered by Mal in the movie.

~clicky click~
Did you CLICK on the other 2 pictures? If you didn't, shame on you. Tsk, tsk. ;)

**Disclaimer** Do NOT click on any picture if you do not want to see "me".

OP #8 - This word can cut you, hurt you, and heal you...

2009-10-20T00:02:00.001-05:00

Isn’t amazing how flexible a certain word is? Just saying it can make you sound fake or sincere. That word can come out of your mouth with your best intention and yet it can be misinterpreted or sound mean-spirited. How you deliver that word can make or break the situation. What is this amazingly gifted word that can cut you, hurt you, and heal you? The word is..."sorry".

Sorry that it took me a while to philosophize. Sorry that I haven’t put out the usual quality that you’re accustomed to in my posts. Sorry that I haven’t been inspired lately to post HNT on a weekly basis. Oh, fuck all that. I’ll come right out and say this...

Oh! I didn’t finish my last sentence. Oops. Sorry about that!

Isn’t that amazing? I could kill somebody or destroy someone’s life and all I have to do is make YOU believe that I am really sorry about what I did. I could commit a deadly sin (quick, name all 7!) and if I convince you that I am truly sorry for what I had done, then I may be forgiven for what I have done and I can start my life/relationship/friendship/acquaintance with you anew. Hmm.

I always would say "sorry" no matter what the situation is or even if I had nothing to do with this or that. I love saying it because I get to be the exact opposite of my father. He did NOT like to say "sorry" because that would have meant he had made a mistake or he fucked up. To him, it was very important that he stayed on top/in control. I think he averaged one "I'm sorry" per year...or maybe even less than that. Long time ago when I was a teenager, I made a resolution to not be like him in any way, shape, or form. It has worked with stunning results.

Believe me, I’ve said "sorry" to people for things that happened to them which I didn’t do or cause because I hope that it would help. Sorry that your house burned down. Sorry that your dog ran away. Sorry that you didn't win 1st place. Sorry that your car got repossessed. Sorry that you’re reading this blog. Well, not really because you decided to read this at your own risk. Hehe!

Don’t you love it when you know someone so well that you can instantly tell if that person is being sincere with the "sorry" delivery or not? My older daughter has a specific way of saying it when she feels bad about it, when she thinks nothing of it, and when she is amused about it. My wife? She could sell it all the time, but she doesn’t and she hasn’t honed the fine art of faking the delivery. I, on the other hand, have. Good luck in knowing when I’m faking it. Apologies in advance if you can't tell whether I am sorry about that or not. :D

Sorry...but I’m at the end of this post and I would love to hear what YOU think about this. Nah, I am not sorry...just didn't feel like writing more. Sorry! LOL

Tips to Better Living #22

2009-10-19T00:01:00.003-05:00

Never be sure that your 2 year-old daughter will not find a hole in the crotch of your pair of pants and stick her finger in, while wearing the said pants in front of female company because her finger in there will make you jump & scream out of surprise and pain.

Bonus...I have been invited to contribute to a blog called The Real World Venus vs. Mars. Go over there and take a look at my perspective. :)

How do you...?

2009-10-16T10:01:00.000-05:00

How do you stop the madness? I keep getting "comments" from some Asian porn site on 7/23/09 post titled "HNT - Surprise Guest". The number of comments on that post is now 50, but the number of the comments from that Asian porn site is in twenties now. I just changed the setting to NOT allow anonymous comments, but I doubt that will do the trick. How do I stop this?

OP #7 - Friends and sex...

2009-10-13T00:01:00.002-05:00

...can they both co-exist in harmony? In last week's post, I spoke about the inner child and learning to grow up so you can be more mature. This time, I will be talking about being in touch with your sexual self and being more aware of others' sexual selves. The topic, as you've gathered, is about friends and sex.

I'm sure that you're emphatically saying "No, I don't think of my friends like that at any time", but don't bullshit me...I am sure that you have had thoughts, in one way or another, about someone. You may have had a little harmless crush on someone, you may have a full-blown infatuation with someone, or somewhere in between these two extreme ends. You may have asked a friend of yours about her/his partner's tendencies are like in bed. Only truly asexual people don't think about sex.

The chances are very good that you've asked yourself after catching yourself thinking of someone in that way - "is that normal? Is it wrong for me to think of someone that way? Is it wrong for me to sneak a peak at the certain parts of the desired person's anatomy? Is that the same thing as looking at my favorite movie/TV celebrity on screen or in pictures? Can I fantasize about whomever gets my imagination, even if it is someone I am very familiar with?"

Well, I can say this with utmost certainty...it is perfectly normal for any of us to wonder what this or that person is like. I do wonder, but not in a way most people would think how I'd think about this or that person. No, I don't lust after someone or think of a certain person in a lecherous way or wish I could find someone better than who I'm with. No...it is more like "how does she feel about the idea of being naked in front of anyone?" or "how does she handle herself when she is naked in front of ME?" or "is she confident of herself with me?" or even "would she be all right with the idea of me thinking of her in that way?" I am all right with the idea of other people thinking of me in that way, even if they are straight, bi-curious, bi-sexual, or gay.

We are adults who may not have necessarily learned how to handle our difficult transitions from childhood to teenage angst to legal drinking age to where we are now. Some of us never learned how to grow up or grow to REALLY appreciate the members of our preferred sexual orientation. I love women, but that doesn't mean I will womanize, play mind games, or cheat on my wife (never had cheated on anyone and never will). I love finding out what people REALLY think when it comes to sex and when it comes to what they perceive to be off-limits or not. Why? It's the ultimate form of expressing yourself because you would NEVER frankly discuss whether you do shave yourself or pierce yourself in a very private part or what your fetishes are with a stranger under normal everyday situations...and yet you'd do so willingly with a friend who would engage in this conversation with you.

The hardest thing anyone can do is expressing thoughts and opinions sexually - that can be an extremely thin fine line which can be easily crossed. What if the person you're speaking with doesn't know and/or trust you that well? What if that person prefers to not discuss anything remotely sexual in nature? If YOU know that person is NOT comfortable in discussing the sexual nature of anything, does that mean that person does not trust you? When is it too soon to say anything about any certain topic of sexual nature?

We all have friends whom we confide in and then we have friends whom we actually confide in when it comes to sex. Anyone want to get naked with me? ;)

Tips to Better Living #21

2009-10-12T00:09:00.002-05:00

Establish the victim's identity first before you launch a prank attack or you just may end up in jail on an assault charge.

The Request Series #5

2009-10-08T00:01:00.006-05:00

It is back by demand. This blogger made a comment to me that she personally liked a specific area on my body...I thought "Why not?" and after I shot several pics, I realized that I had not done any Request Series in a while. In fact, the last one was posted on March 12th.

Who made the request? Kitty Unleashed did. ;)

~click to see what area Kitty Unleashed asked for~

OP #6 - Your inner child loves the attention...

2009-10-06T00:01:00.009-05:00

...but your partner doesn't after a while. What I meant by the title is being in a relationship and how you conduct yourself in the relationship. I want to tell you this - it is OKAY to have the inner child in you...that inner child in us helps us remain endlessly fascinated with all kinds of things and that inner child instills in us a sense of wonderment about things unknown and/or unexplained to us. That childish approach applies to relationships - we want to know everything about this person and what makes that person tick and we want to explore every square inch of that person.

Why am I talking about this whole "inner child" thing? I noticed that many of us have relationship problems and I started thinking about the hows, whys, and all that. What prompted me was seeing a vast majority of problems in the relationships being attributed to the immaturity factor.

Don't get me wrong...the secret to looking good and feeling good is that you let your inner child out to play once in a while. The problem is I think we embrace our inner child too readily or too much... not because we are afraid of growing up, but rather we are afraid of death.

With that said, you have to remember that it is not okay to keep acting like the age of your inner child. What it really takes for you to grow up is the willingness to stand up and say "I screwed up because I was selfish/immature/stupid/scared/whatever and I apologize for my own actions. I think it is time that we have a discussion where we can share our feelings openly" without any fear of recrimination or fear of being blackmailed later on.

THAT is the true evolution, enlightenment, progress, moving up, maturing, whatever. How does that happen? We stay committed to the concept of "Honesty is the best policy." Granted, there are secrets you should keep from your partner...even take them to your grave...but not about YOU when it comes to maintaining the relationship with your partner.

I told my wife recently that I was "acting out" because she kept looking at me and the TV. That made me feel like I wasn't important enough to warrant her full attention (I tend to give her MY full attention, but not 100% always and I do admit to that). She said she was sorry about how the actions of her eyes had made me feel that way and she turned the TV off. We talked at length about everything and nothing. Then we went to sleep. If I hadn't been mature about this or acted like my inner child, I would've stormed off or gotten into a fight with her. See what I mean about that?

Don't keep things to yourself. Be honest. Jump off the cliff without a parachute. Go for broke. Bet the farm. Just do it.

Tips to Better Living #20

2009-10-05T00:03:00.002-05:00

When you're mountain climbing and you fall off, be sure to gather up all the air in your lungs and scream as loud and as long as you can on the way down so the rescuers can find your body. -Sid Caesar

A Major Announcement

2009-10-01T00:05:00.020-05:00

Due to heavy demands placed upon me with my new job, I was forced to think long and hard about my role in Blogger. I had not been able to keep up with the comments placed on my posts lately. Hell, I didn't even know that Blogger had redesigned the new post layout. Seems smaller and scrunched together.

That's not the point. I am getting off track here. The point is there is no other way around it...I will have to reduce my involvement to the point where I will continue to post, but not visit other bloggers to read their posts. I even stopped visiting my favorite spots, both in Blogger and away. I will totally understand if you decide not to comment on my posts and I will not take it personally.

I don't even know what I will do about my HNTs anymore, let alone visit those who have participated in HNT and OHNT. That has always been my favorite day of the week, not because of the nudity...well, yeah...LOL. It's my favorite day because of the creativity that's inherent in the photos.

Sighs. I knew I would have to jump through the hoops just to earn my $500 monthly bonus (which I achieved yesterday), but the cost of reducing my Blogger involvement in order to get that bonus isn't really worth it. You know what I mean?

OP #5 - After 10 years of this, will we struggle...?

2009-09-29T00:03:00.002-05:00

After 10 years of doing a certain way of saying something in a certain way when we didn't for about a thousand years, we find ourselves in a quandary. Before the year 2000 rolled around (or was even a prominent thought in our minds), how did we pronounce the years?

Let's see...we said 1999 as "nineteen ninety nine", 1998 as "nineteen ninety eight" and so forth. Now? We say 2000 as "two thousand" instead of "twenty oh oh" or even "twenty hundred"...and the year we are in? "Two thousand nine". Next year? Hmm...will you be saying 2010 as..."two thousand ten" or "twenty ten"? In 2011, will you have fully reverted back to saying "twenty eleven" or remain stuck with the "terrible twos"? ;)

Isn't that interesting? How we had been doing some things in a certain way for a millennium without thinking about it...and then a new millennium comes around, causing a sudden change in speech patterns...and the new millennium's first decade proves to be far more interesting than the so-called Y2K bug?

Tips to Better Living #19

2009-09-28T00:01:00.000-05:00

Never sit on a hood of a car that's been idling in the sun if you're wearing a shirt and little to no panties.

Morning Glory

**I need your help...the # of tips left to publish is now at 4. Yes, this is my shameless attempt to recruit help. All you have to do is e-mail me (click on my profile and you'll see my e-mail address) and share with me your funny and/or embarrassing moments. I can convert those into humorously insightful tips AND you will be credited for that (you can ask not to be credited as well).**

HNT - Mystery Guest Returns

2009-09-24T08:03:00.004-05:00

Can you guess who this is?

Click!

OP#4 - Whoa, there it is...

2009-09-22T00:01:00.004-05:00

Last Tuesday, I left my 2.5 year old daughter with my mom and I disappeared for 13 hours to do my on the job training. My wife came home 6 hours later. I had left my daughter behind with someone before, even for 2-3 days while I did my job or participated in events. I even did the same thing with my older daughter who is going to be 8 years old in 5 months. But...

Something happened in me as I waved bye to my younger daughter that day.

A sense of regret, a pang of sadness, a depth of loss.

I knew she would be okay after I left, but at the same time...I knew I wouldn't. This had never happened to me before. I wanted to turn around and stay home with her so I could be with her, laugh with her, watch TV with her, get mad at her, smell her, get frustrated with her, touch her, talk to her, play with her, have conversations with her, watch her fall asleep, and teach her. It happened...I experienced that feeling. Sure, I'd feel bad about leaving my girls for an extended period of time...but not that profoundly.

The next day, she was very affectionate with me and I really appreciated that and I actually enjoyed my time with her. Enjoyed having lunch with her. Enjoyed napping her. I didn't feel very guilty about pulling a Houdini act yesterday and I tried hard not to think about what I had just experienced, but it was there in my mind. I had stayed with my older daughter for several weeks shortly after her birth, but I had a full-time job that I came to hate and had to return to work. While toiling away at the job I hated, I resented my wife for being there for all of my older daughter's milestones that I missed. I witnessed maybe 5 or 6 milestones by myself. Precious few, but all mine to cherish. With my younger daughter, I missed maybe 5 or 6 milestones. I know how my wife feels this time. I was there.

Never minded leaving her for a while...not that much like before. And I have this retreat coming up in November. Let's see how I feel then.

Tips to Better Living #18

2009-09-21T00:04:00.000-05:00

Never go into a tickle fight with a full bladder...unless you are prepared to deal with the mess afterward.

**I need your help...the # of tips left to publish is now at 5. Yes, this is my shameless attempt to recruit help. All you have to do is e-mail me (click on my profile and you'll see my e-mail address) and share with me your funny and/or embarrassing moments. I can convert those into humorously insightful tips AND you will be credited for that (you can ask not to be credited as well).**

HNT - My favorite part of me

2009-09-17T00:01:00.009-05:00

What is my favorite part of me? Since I am male, you can GUESS the answer. However...when I was dating, I would ask each one of my girlfriends after sex what they liked the most about me. The majority of their answers always surprised me because I thought they would say "eyes" or "arms" or even..."cock". My wife is NOT in the minority at all...she loves the 2nd leading choice. I am doing a double here because they loved either this or that...go find out what they liked the most.

~Click for the leading vote~
And...

~Click to find out what is 2nd fave~
Many thanks to my wife for helping me with the photos. :)

OP #3 - Truth is ugly...

2009-09-15T00:01:00.004-05:00

...and she has sisters. LOL What inspired this OP was the whole Flawed HNT mania that swept through Blogger like a wildfire in California. No, I will not be talking about that in depth here - I do acknowledge that it is a great idea, inspired by Morning Glory's post and advocated in Another Suburban Mom's post. Instead, I want to discuss what is UGLIER than the truth...and that is the comments/e-mail made by readers/bloggers who felt that they were 100% justified in doing so.

Those of us who were willing to expose what they considered to be their biggest flaw of themselves...should have been exempted from attacks. PERIOD. No exception. I don't even want to hear about it. No ifs, ands, or buts about it! This was all about having the courage to SHOW everyone what they hate the most. Be it toes, feet, ankles, calves, knees, thighs, pussies/cocks, labias/scrotum, ass, abdomen/bellies (most common of all), chest, back, shoulders, upper/lower arms, hands, fingers/thumbs, neck, jaw/chin, head, mouth, nose, eyes, ears, forehead, or hair.

What I would like to see right now is that every single one of you...who have posted a comment that can be viewed as being even remotely negative in any way, shape, or form...to go and trash-can your poorly-conceived comments. NOW. And then apologize to the blogger for insulting her/him. Each and every one of them and make your apologies heartfelt and sincere. Don't bother acting hardcore with a keyboard again...magnifies you as a loser, more so than ever before.

What is wrong with you? Who said you can act like a jackass? Who granted you permission to act like one? Here's a quote for you all to ponder..."The happiness of your life depends on the quality of your thoughts."

Tips to Better Living #17

2009-09-14T00:01:00.002-05:00

Always take a bet when it is a sucker bet that's clearly stacked against the other bettor...unless that bettor is playing you as a sucker...you only get smarter by playing a smarter opponent.

**I need your help...the # of tips left to publish is now at 6. Yes, this is my shameless attempt to recruit help. All you have to do is e-mail me (click on my profile and you'll see my e-mail address) and share with me your funny and/or embarrassing moments. I can convert those into humorously insightful tips AND you will be credited for that (you can ask not to be credited as well).**

HNT - Confessing is easier than showing

2009-09-10T00:33:00.004-05:00

Before I turned 40 two years ago, I hated my pecs more than anything else on my body...the way they drooped and "pointed" and I decided that I would start doing push-ups every damn day. I even talked about that in one of my posts...how my shoulders suddenly "grew" and how some of my shirts don't fit in the shoulder area anymore...and how surprised I was when I didn't tire at all doing the laps at the pool. My final barrier that remains? My belly...I do not, NOT, NOT, want to wear 40 waist pants/shorts even when they could fit me comfortably without having to strain at times to button up. I just hate that and I promised myself long ago that I would never ever end up with a belly like my dad did. Still haven't...yet.

~clicky click~
By the way, I was inspired by Morning Glory's willingness to bare what she considered to be her biggest drawback because of a certain photo she saw in Glamour. Kudos to you, Morning Glory!

OP #2 - Love is...

2009-09-08T00:02:00.003-05:00

What is love? To me, love is doing things for someone even when it doesn't matter a damn thing to you. When you remember to do things without being prompted. When you help without being asked. When you manage to surprise her and she never saw that coming at all. Love gets you through bad times and losses.

How do I know that I truly love this person or another? That the emotion of love I had experienced is not inspired by lust or any other "negative" feeling/emotion? What makes my love for Person A different than my love for Person B? Let alone 2 different women? Or even those not related to me in any way at all? Or not lust at all?

I love my wife, even when she PISSES me off sometimes. At least I am honest about this with her. Yes, she read this before I published and yes, I am still alive when you're reading this. LOL I've really loved the women before my wife...and after. We have done everything together with explicit approval from each other.

I remember freaking out when I wasn't able to stay with my 1st love anymore - "What if I can't love someone else like I did with her?" I have learned that I am capable of love and can love people differently. I remember that I once had a dream where people from all over the world came to see me so they could get a piece of love. They needed it because they felt unloved. I woke up worried that I'd be "all tapped out" later on, but I smiled when I realized that I was able to give it all to every single person. We have 6 billion people on the planet. ;)

No, you cannot think or say that having lust for someone equals love. What your partner does to make it erotic to you is the fact that he/she knows you LIKE IT THAT WAY. That's love. Grabbing your partner for sex without foreplay doesn't equal foreplay or even love. Love is doing foreplay because that's the appetizer before the main feast.

What about lies? It is not love when you don't tell your partner about your "fun times" or financial issues. Is it love when you withhold the truth, knowing fully well it will hurt both your partner and you because you want what's best for all? Or to spare your partner any unnecessary suffering? Not easy to answer, isn't it? Only love can.

One thing I learned early on in my childhood is "Honesty is the best policy" and guess what? It still works at my age. I tell my wife everything and she was surprised to see how effective that policy is in maintaining the relationship. She was the one who brought up the topic of doing a threesome. I *did* consider fantasies & swinging and would bring those subjects up...while I was with other women whom I wasn't very serious about. So, to hear her talk first openly about sharing me with another woman...floored me.

Before I met her, my relationships never seemed to last. I would be open to anything that my girlfriends would want to do and I wouldn't push them to try things. I kinda settled for the fact that if I ever found the right one, I'd have to give all that up. Toss out the sex bucket list, so to speak. Thanks to my wife, I have just 2 fantasies left that I would like to try out. ;)

Whenever I have a problem...with my wife, about her, or not...I tell her. She KNOWS she can do the same to me, so I know I can tell her what is bothering me. For example, we had been micro-fighting (fighting over little things) lately and I felt that she was NOT listening to what I had to say. That bothered me and I took the time to sit down with her and tell her what was bothering me and I explained to her what I meant by that. The difference is "I hear what you are trying to say and I understand that" and "I heard you". The "I heard you" statement is dismissive and/or sounds like you're going "Yeah, yeah, yeah...stop talking so I can watch TV".

For guys -
To quote Captain Malcolm "Mal" Reynolds from the movie "Serenity" (based on a great but prematurely canceled show "Firefly"), "Love. You can know all the math in the 'Verse, but take a boat in the air you don't love, she'll shake you off just as sure as the turning of worlds. Love keeps her in the air when she oughta fall down, tells ya she's hurtin' 'fore she keens. Makes her home." 'Nuf sed. LOL

Tomorrow marks the 9 year anniversary of our marriage...that's right...9 on 09/09/09. Quadruple 9. 9 quadrupled. Whatever. We didn't plan that when we picked out our wedding date. Honest. :)

How do I upload a vid...

2009-09-03T12:24:00.001-05:00

...that is 11 minutes long? I tried to upload it thru Blogger and an hour and half later, it was still "uploading". I gave up. There has to be a faster way to do this...how?

OP #1 - Justice is bittersweet...

2009-09-01T00:01:00.002-05:00

OP stands for "Original Post"...if you all have a better title than that, let me know. ;)

I was at a festival last Saturday and I saw that the company which had fired me had a booth in there. I mildly wondered who was gonna sit there for 8 hours since the company is small (just 15 to 18 employees) with just one employee devoted to this community.

Allow me to back it up and fill you in on this. Some of you are new and some of you may not have read every post (I don't mind that). End of February '08, I was abruptly fired for having a vid showing a man's butt for comical relief...it was saved into My Documents folder on the mainframe when the computers crashed (I didn't know that was the default setting).

The company took 5 months to hire my replacement and she immediately got off to a bad start, all on her own doing. Someone was referred to her and that person was given a phone number to call her. She called the person who referred and chewed her ass out for that. The problem was...that phone number is PUBLIC KNOWLEDGE. Shit, that phone number is printed on the company's website! See what I mean?

I learned about a week before the festival that the replacement had done her job at a substandard level consistently enough that the company lost the funding for her salary. Her job will be gone after September 30th. She will have lasted 13 months at that job which is 2 months less than I did at that company. How can you really fuck that up?

So, back to the point of this post...as I guessed correctly, the replacement was not prepared for the booth - meaning no brochures, no cardboard presentation, nothing - and her boss...HER BOSS...was there. My wife did her 2 hour shift at a booth located directly behind that company's booth and she reported to me that the booth just sat there unused...

So what is bittersweet? When she is gone, the people of a certain community will be without that assistance and the federal government enacted into law requiring that all companies work with people in their designated area of service only. If the company folds entirely, what about all the rest of the people in all kinds of community then? Bittersweet, indeed.

Tips to Better Living #16

2009-08-31T00:01:00.004-05:00

Be careful when watching a TV show that is about anything...you'll never know what your own 7 year old daughter will say to certain topics that pop up...there was a segment on men liking boobies and I said to her, "Not all men like boobies"...meaning gay men...and she blurted out that I don't like boobies and my wife asked her why. Her response? "Because it isn't right for you!".

**I need your help...the # of tips left to publish is now at 7. Yes, this is my shameless attempt to recruit help. All you have to do is e-mail me (click on my profile and you'll see my e-mail address) and share with me your funny and/or embarrassing moments. I can convert those into humorously insightful tips AND you will be credited for that (you can ask not to be credited as well).**

HNT - Still life...or is it...?

2009-08-27T00:01:00.000-05:00

I can tell you this...it was NOT easy to remain still, especially when I knew how many of you would get off on this. ;)

~clicky click~

Poll closing...

2009-08-25T00:05:00.000-05:00

I found it to be very interesting that 2 options fought each other down to the wire, with no clear winner at the end. The two options are 1) Insert original posts on Tuesdays and 2) Alternate between Tips and original posts on Mondays. That made me think. I felt that I can do #1 without any problem. I will probably switch to option #2 if I need to "buy time"...that is, when I don't have enough material. I will probably start posting next week. Thanks for your comments and votes - every single one was appreciated!

Tips to Better Living #15

2009-08-24T00:10:00.001-05:00

When doing yard work, be sure to wait until AFTER you are done before you pee. Especially when you are removing poison ivy.

Feeling the itch to write again...

2009-08-21T14:04:00.008-05:00

Lately, I've felt the itch to write again. I used to write every week in MySpace for 2 years straight (100+ weeks) and it's been 2 years since. I may or may not repost some of those writings in here (nothing racy) to help buy me time to write new & original posts...that's if I decide to indulge that itch. I may write about what I've observed...about problems (not politics, no)...about my relationship with others or others' relationships...about secrets...you know I will share freely with you and sometimes in a funny way.

I *know* some of you like how I write things and would like to see me write original posts again. That is not an issue here. What is...is the time for it. I have 7 weeks' worth of "Tips to Better Living" left to yet publish and I need fresh material for that. What that means is...e-mail me your embarrassing and/or funny moments. Sexual or not. Whatever. In the meantime, I will think some more on writing again. Tips and topics, that is...and figuring out when to publish...

Maybe I will post a poll here for everyone to vote and help determine the "schedule" for my tips and writings. Hope you all like my new banner & layout look...Gout Des Hommes had an inspiration and made that banner for me. Many thanks, GDH!

Get your own Poll!

HNT - Is it me fit or I fit...?

2009-08-20T00:01:00.001-05:00

No...it's "we" fit as in Wii Fit. LOL I borrowed a Wii for several reasons - 1) my sister is thinking about buying one for my girls Christmastime, 2) I wanted to see how they would take to Wii, 3) we screwed up on the school registration and my oldest has to go to a school a town over (we felt bad about that, 4) to make up for lack of HNT last week *plus* my disappearance (life...got busy...had obligations...etc.). So, I created TWO sets of photos with BL's help (of now-defunct Hetero-Sapphic blog) for you perverts to enjoy. ;)

~click to see who I picked~
and then this is the tree pose. Yeah, yeah, yeah...I'm a HUGE tree...6' 3" tall. LOL Not an easy pose for me to do though since I have lower than normal fluid levels in my inner ears and it was HARD for me to keep the pose long enough for BL to get the pictures just right...

~click to see the full Sequoia pose, I mean, tree pose~

On a side note, I was VERY disappointed that I never got to participate in WBNR (World Naked Bike Ride) last Saturday. I had plans for that...even planned to share some pictures of me at WNBR as a HNT series on a bike naked. I am more determined than before to go next year.

Tips to Better Living #14

2009-08-17T00:09:00.002-05:00

Make sure you have all of your bags with you when you leave the checkout lane...or you're liable to hear someone yelling after you "Sir, you forgot your tampons!".

Tips to Better Living #13

2009-08-10T00:02:00.002-05:00

Be sure of your footing when making your dramatic exit after talking to a hot/cute person.

Morning Glory

HNT - Out for a Drive

2009-08-06T00:01:00.002-05:00

I was driving home after chairing a committee meeting...feeling a bit frustrated because I could not pull off a HNT at that place (the potential assistant couldn't help me because the "gatekeeper" decided to stick around, so I didn't bother to ask her to help) when I saw how beautiful & golden the sunset was. As I positioned the camera to catch the sunset, I had an idea...

...and I took a picture of myself (that's a clip-on sunglasses for my glasses LOL) as I drove the car...you have NO IDEA how hard it is to keep the camera steady all by yourself while the car "bounces" with the road with no way of knowing if you nailed the angle of the shot or not...

~click to see what I did while driving~

(Always wear a seat belt while driving!)

Tips to Better Living #12

2009-08-03T00:02:00.001-05:00

Be sure to check the bed for stray stickers BEFORE you get in...or you'll end up with this. It's a picture of what happened when I woke up at 1:30 am (my daughter was restless) and 14 hours later, the red spot remains.

~click to see what happens when
you don't check before getting in bed~

Spider!

2009-07-28T11:33:00.003-05:00

Tips to Better Living #11

2009-07-27T00:02:00.000-05:00

When your spouse/partner/S.O./lover/mate comes to you with clear signs of desperation in their eyes/voice/body language, do not nod and go "yeah" as if you're not listening. They're liable to use you as a test subject for new ways to kill a person. I've managed to survive every test so far.

HNT - Surprise Guest

2009-07-23T00:01:00.008-05:00

Alex at I'm the Mom blog was so grateful for what I had done to help promote the breast cancer awareness cause (click here to see her contribution) ... that she sent me something to post for HNT. I was genuinely surprised. Thank you, Alex!

~click to see without flowers~

Tips to Better Living #10

2009-07-20T00:05:00.002-05:00

You ARE allowed to talk with your mouth full...if you're skilled in sign language. No, being skilled in Charades doesn't count!

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I want to let all of you know about this post on breast cancer awareness from Friday...because I want to promote this cause...for a better living. Please visit that post below. Show your support!

This is truly a great cause to promote

2009-07-17T00:00:00.002-05:00

I won't sucker anyone in...because I hate being suckered in too. One of my favorite causes that I support with all my heart is Breast Cancer Awareness and Alex at I'm the Mom let me know about this. I thought this deserves a HUGE spotlight on this subject. Every year here in America, there are events dedicated to breast cancer and I pledge my time and/or money to that. Why? I have known women who lost their breasts in the fight. This is a great cause and I wanted everyone to know about Canada's answer to the breast cancer fight. You can help with the donation that will cost you NOTHING...how? Just go to Alex's blog and she will take you to the website. You can vote on anyone in there and Avon will donate up to $500,000 to help fight the breast cancer.

In case you are wondering about what other causes I believe in - Red Cross (I donate blood whenever I can), MS Walk, and Breast Cancer.

HNT - Time to Settle the Bet

2009-07-16T00:00:00.001-05:00

Last week Tuesday, Morning Glory said that I would get more comments on my HNT than she would with hers. "Hell no!" was what I thought (because I know from experience that on average female HNTs get more comments than male HNTs) and I saw what seemed to be a sure bet so I made a wager with her. I told her that if she loses the bet, she would have to go commando all day (which she doesn't like to) and she must provide proof on cam upon request that she's commando. All I needed to win was that Morning Glory got MORE comments than I did on Thursday.

Technically, she did get more comments than I did on that Thursday...but she was sneaky about the number of the comments on my blog. What she did was comment on other bloggers' comments, boosting my number to 35 in all, but she forgot that she had agreed beforehand to exclude my responses to all bloggers' comments which reduced the number back down to 30. She ended up with 27 comments on hers.which meant 4 or more bloggers failed to comment on her blog...just 4 more...that was all I needed. Shit. LOL

So, what do I have to do to fulfill the bet terms? Click and find out. ;)

~Don't know what that is? Click it!~

Tips to Better Living #9

2009-07-13T00:03:00.001-05:00

Women aren't critical of their man's driving - they're just sharing their knowledge of *proper* driving skills.

Leighann, formerly of "Pessimists Need Love Too"

The Conversation, Part 3 (Finale)

2009-07-12T00:01:00.000-05:00

Her: Ok ... I’m bringing you to bed ... my lap top that is haha
Her: ok ... it's going to take me a minute or two ... so hold on.
Me: Aww, you are carrying me to bed
Me: Messy bed...I like that because I am messy too LOL
Her: lol yes, I was carrying you to bed lol
Me: Want me to talk while you do this?
Her: lol only if you don’t want me to answer lmfao
Her: and I dunno if I’m going to do it yet
Her: haha
Me: I like it when someone talks to me while I do it
Her: lol you liked my messy bed eh?
Me: Thanks for inviting me to the bed tho
Her: lol you're welcome
(I see her “doing something” off cam in the area of her crotch) Me: That look on your face...
Her: what look?
Me: LOL
Me: Pick up your right hand LOL (she complies after “switching” hands off-cam)
Me: Both hands (she takes a moment, shifting her weight before doing so)
Me: LOL
Me: You're doing something, aren't ya? (I have a suspicion that she is playing with her pussy, off-cam)
Me: Yes?
Her: whatcha thinking?? lol
Me: You sure looked like you were enjoying it
Her: enjoying what
Me: And you said you don't do run arounds LOL (she blushes again)
Me: You look so good
Me: Yummy
Me: Hot
Her: So what is it you think I’m enjoying (she shifts again and I see what looks like a remote with wire going to her crotch)
Me: And...you look so HOT doing it
Me: But you are using a white remote so I will just sit here and enjoy watching you get into your groove
Me: No hurry
Her: lol how do you know it's white? maybe it's blue ... maybe there's NOTHING there lol
Me: I saw white control panel with white wire leading into your magnificent pussy
Me: Yes
(She glares at me as if I had broken a rule) Me: You are sassy and you like it and I like it
(She blushes again) Her: lol just a tad haha
Me: LOL
Me: That's good to hear
Her: yeah you need to talk more ... about anything at all ... hell ... talk about the damn weather there lol
Me: LOL
(She leans back on the bed, exposing more of her but I cannot see her pussy yet) Me: Ohhh
Me: The temp in here is rising FAST
Me: And I love it
Me: My mouth is watering already
Me: I am DROOLING
Me: I like to wipe precome off on my balls and my cock so my wife can SMELL me better when she puts her face near my cock
Me: She loves to smell it and touch it and taste it and feel it every day
Me: She loves how it feels in her hand, mouth, and in her
Me: Drives her crazy when I vary my speed
Me: She knows I know this and I do this to make her orgasms MORE intense
Me: I bring her to the brink of ecstasy and then I stop so she can calm down
Me: I bring her to the brink again
Me: And again I stop
Me: This heightens the sensitivity of her clitoris
Me: She swells more and begs more of my madness
Me: She cannot stand it and yet she craves it
Me: It, being the madness of giving her an orgasm
Me: The orgasm level just builds and builds...higher and higher
Me: Sometimes I don't stop and I let her crash through her orgasm
Me: Sometimes I do stop and she curses at me
Me: She curses the day she met me
Me: She curses the magnificence of my cock
Me: She curses everything and anything
Me: Until I ease her back into the groove of an orgasm
Me: So I would take my time with an orgasm of hers
Me: Sometimes I will just let her experience one on her own
Me: Hers to own, cherish, possess
(She uses her leg to pull the cam down and I can clearly see her masturbating now) Me: Sometimes I will throw in an extra oomph
Me: Afterburners to accelerate her orgasm right through the roof
Me: She sometimes explodes in a blinding flash of lights
Me: Sometimes she loses sense of time
Me: Sense of belonging
Me: The universe ceases
Me: Time does not exist
Me: Space does not exist
(She is now bucking and gyrating with the vibrator) Me: One after another, she crashes through
Me: Sometimes at breakneck pace
Me: Sometimes what seems an eternity of time in between
Me: I will bend down and lick her most sensitive spot G-E-N-T-L-Y
Me: Sometimes I will flick across her G-spot while she is in her throes
(She goes into rigidity in the throes of her orgasm) Me: I love to see a woman clench up
Me: Can you see now? LOL
Me: Did you enjoy all of this? (she wordlessly nods and sighs deeply)
Me: How was it for you? (she sighs deeply again)
Her: lol how do you think
Me: I will let you rest and get your thoughts organized again
Me: Thank you for giving me the pleasure to watch you orgasm
(She leans back) Me: Going for another?
(She starts masturbating again) Me: Ohh
Me: This is a beautiful gift you are giving me
Me: Yes, I will talk some more
(She is gently rocking with the vibrator) Me: I love the look that comes across a woman's face
Me: When she is caught in the grip of an impending and unstoppable force
Me: Nothing more beautiful and exciting and enthralling than seeing one all caught
Me: Unable to break free and unwilling to break free (she takes the vibrator out and uses a dildo instead)
Me: The sweetness of the pain that releases the woman from her physical constraints of her soul
Me: The life affirming experience of having an orgasm
Me: Having an orgasm as an answer to everything is the best thing a woman can give herself
Me: The agony and the beauty of one
Me: The secret is to let go
Me: Obliterate all sense of time, space, knowledge
(She is bucking harder and masturbating harder than before) Me: Embrace everything known, everything unknown, and all in between
Me: Everything you've ever loved, everything you've ever feared, everything you've hated
(She clenches up again in orgasm) Me: Alllll at once!
Me: Ohhh
(She gets up and seems unsteady) Me: Wobbly legs! LOL (she indicates “Just a minute” with one finger and leaves)
Me: You can walk and that is good
(She returns) Me: You want another?
Her: lol the dogs were barking downstairs
Me: How did you feel after the 2nd one?
Her: lovely
Me: And I was not even there in person
Her: lol want to see what I used the second time?
Me: Yes
Her: its called The Thumb Pleaser
(She shows me that dildo) Me: About as big and long as me
Her: lol well then ... may I say ... HOT DAMN
Me: LOL
Me: You thinking about 3rd one, maybe?
Her: no lol
Me: Think of it as a challenge
Me: You never know
Her: lol maybe
(I look at my pager to see what made it vibe) Her: Is that your lovely wife texting you?
Me: No, someone sent an email
Her: Oooo
Me: I ignored it
Her: lol why?
Me: Who cares about that when I just watched a woman have an orgasm…TWICE?
Her: lol
Me: Damn! Look at that!
(I show her my wet spot) Her: you're all goopy
Her: lol
Me: I drooooooled so much!
Me: And I kept typing!
Me: All for you!
Her: haha
Me: Was my pleasure
Me: I do so love watching a woman give herself pleasure
Her: Well Im glad I could make you happy lol
Me: No...
Me: I am GLAD to make YOU happy
Her: xoxo
Her: its time to say good night handsome. Im sleepy after that haha and have to get up early tomorrow
Me: LOL
Me: I will live
Me: This time
Me: LOL
Me: I may explode next time!
Me: Hehe
Her: you'll have to show me
Me: When?
Her: dunno
Me: LOL
Me: You just tell me
Her: I will
Me: Okay
Me: I will save it all up for you
Her: No you wont
Her: You're gonna go play with your wife now
Me: She went to sleep
Her: wake her up
Me: She didn't feel good
Me: Remember?
Her: poor thing
Me: Poor me too
Her: you could have played with yourself
Me: You wanted me to TALK to you and I was more than happy to oblige
Her: yeah lol sorry about that ... I just knew I couldnt do that with you just sitting there lol
Me: No problem LOL
Me: You should save all this and paste it on your blog
Her: lol no way hosey
Me: Delete the names
Me: LOL
Her: duh lol
Me: Still "no way"?
Me: What if I offered my blog?
Her: lol why dont YOU post it then silly
Me: I can and you know I will
Me: Should I *name* you? Hmm...I am thinking about it
(She shakes her head “No” vigorously) Me: LOL!
Me: Hehehe!
Her: no way mister
Me: Hehehe!
Her: you're silly
Me: Still drooling
Me: Your fault and you love it
Me: I am not jacking off (adjusts the cam to show both my hands on the keyboard)
Her: yeah yeah
Her: lol
Me: Just tell me when
Her: haha
Me: I know...not "tonight"
Me: LOL
Her: Good night handsome
Me: Good night, beautiful woman
Me: I did and so loved what you allowed me to see
Her: feel special I've actually never done that before ... haha
Me: Enjoyed the trick you did with your foot to let ME see
Me: Wow
Me: Thanks for the honor
Her: lol yeah ... I had to move the screen somehow lol
Me: Yes!
Me: LOL
Me: Didn't want you to break your rhythm
Me: LOL
(My wife walks by behind me) Me: That's who you saw…my wife
Her: I figured that's who I saw. Is she ok???
Her: AND WAS SHE NAKED????
Her: she went by too quickly lol
Her: but it made me smile
Me: No...she had her panties on
Her: duh me
Her: seriosuly .. Im a dummy sometimes lol
Me: Nah. Never sell yourself short
Me: She's ticked off about not being able to breathe
Her: Oooo Im sorry
Her: Go be with her. Make her happy and make her smile. Tell her Im thinkin of her and hope she feels better soon and can breath better soon.
(I tell my wife that) Me: She said "thanks"
Me: Anything else?
Her: nope
Me: Sleep well
Her: you too

The Conversation, Part 2

2009-07-11T00:02:00.001-05:00

(I continue to fondle the paddle) Her: you need to tease more
Her: maybe do a strip tease
(I stand up and I take my shorts off) Her: lol
Her: keep stripping
(I take my shirt off) Her: lol
(I take few steps back to show her more of me) Her: take the socks off!!
Her: PLEASE
(I comply) Her: lol
Me: LOL
(My wife comes back and sees what is going on…she pulls my boxer briefs down and fondles me in front of the cam) Her: omg cut it out
Me: She is spanking me
Her: lol
Her: and you two have made me go as red as a damn tomato
Me: LOL
Me: Told you...I tell her EVERYTHING
(My wife starts sucking my cock in full view) Her: lol I don’t need to see this ... lmfao
(She hides her eyes but peeks through her fingers) Her: though I guess if I didn’t I could just shut it off right
Me: LOL
Her: and I haven’t done that yet
(My wife stops sucking my cock and shows her how hard I am now) Her: lmao
Me: Nope
Me: LOL
Her: you are so enjoying this aren’t you?
Me: You asking my wife or me?
Her: lmfao I meant YOU but you can both answer lol
Me: Yes we both are
Her: nice nice
Her: but theres a problem ... you two are making ME horny and I have no one to help me out with that
Her: lol
(My wife sits in the chair to talk to her) Her: Hey beautiful!
Wife: Hi hot mama!!
Her: well thank you
Wife: Oh, I'm so sorry you're alone
Wife: Dontcha have toys?
Her: yeah ... I have toys lol
Wife: but its better with someone ...
Wife: True dat...better something than nothing
(I have my pager with Yahoo Messenger on it and I’m messing with her while My wife talks to her on the computer) Her: lol your hubby is asking me to ask you if I can have him
Wife: What do you wanna do with him?
Her: lol I have no idea lmfao
Wife: Do I get to watch????
Her: Yes you can watch
Her: you can join in too if you'd like
Wife: He's fun and plays well with others
Her: lol so I’ve heard
Wife: And...
Wife: He worries about himself after the women are well cared for
Her: lol
Wife: Not a minute man
Her: Well that’s the way it should be.
Wife: Hell yeah!!
Her: Us women should be taken care of first
Wife: And 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th, 6th, 7th, 8th, etc
Wife: Lil red, are ya?
(I’m still messing with her, saying things like “Imagine a part of me in you and another part of me in her”) Her: oh your husband is not nice lol
Wife: I know...try living with him!
Her: lol I don’t think I could handle it haha. You're very brave. Either that or he's wrapped around your finger
Wife: Lil of both
Her: lol sounds good to me
Wife: He worships the ground I walk on
Her: awww that's the way it should be.
Her: That’s sweet
Wife: He's got no choice, if he knows what's good for him hee hee
Her: lol yeah ... thats awesome
(I start fondling my wife’s breasts through her shirt) Her: Playful isn't he?
Wife: He's been in quite the mood all day
Wife: VERY charged up
Her: poor thing lol
Wife: And ofc I'm outta commission for his bday...that sucks ass
Wife: Can still give him a present tho
Her: lol do it do it do it
Her: lol
Her: not right now!!!!!
Wife: You're killing me
Her: Did he show you my gift to him?
Wife: Giggles: Hee Hee
(My wife is now stroking my cock in full view again) Wife: I'm playing now hehe'
(I told my wife about her present and showed her) Wife: Looking at your present
Wife: *wolf whistles*
Wife: OOOH, boobies!!!!!
Her: lol yes boobies. I love my boobies haha
Wife: I love your boobies too
Her: aww thank you
Wife: Boobies are wonderful, so soft and supple and pretty
Her: I agree completely
(I left and came back) Her: Awww did he put boxers on???
Wife: Wow
Wife: Yeah, his pee pee was cold I guess
Wife: We could prolly help him warm up tho lol
Her: yeah lol I could see us doing that
Her: but you'd do a better job of it ... you know, with you being there
Wife: Yeah, I do have the slight advantage
Her: lol yes yes you do
Wife: Wonder if I'll be awake by the time he's ready for my advantage tho hahaha
Her: lol why? are you sleepy??
Wife: Long work day, PMS, asthma kicking my ass
Her: Awwww I’d give ya a big hug if I were there eh
Wife: AWWW, thanks!!
Wife: Getting drink brb but leaving you in the capable hands of the bday boy
(My wife leaves and I sit in the chair) Her: lol hey handsome!!
Me: LOL
Her: naughty
Me: And you like it
Me: You are sexy
Her: oh god no I’m not
Her: lol
Me: I love it when you smile
Me: You know you are blushing
Me: LOL
(I can feel my wet spot forming and I decide to show her how much I am “drooling” so I pull the cam off the monitor and after all the blurry images have passed, the cam is UP CLOSE with the tip of my cock) Her: lol what the fuck are you showing me
Me: That’s precome you’re seeing on my cock
Her: yeah um im wet too lol
Me: Told you...you are sexy and hot
Me: Can you show me on your finger how wet? That should make you BLUSH
(She shakes her head “No” and blushes) Me: Pretty please?
(She leans back and then shows her wet finger) Me: Awwww!
Me: That's awesome!
Her: brb lol
(She tries to discreetly get up and leave without letting me see anything) Me: Ohh!
Me: Nice!
Her: You caught that eh?
Me: I caught it!
Me: What did you bring back?
Her: a towel lmao
Me: For you to sit on, eh?
Her: LOL
Her: I’m debating about going to get a toy
Her: haha
(She gets up again and I am still able to see her body as she leaves) Me: Ohhhhhh!
Me: Oh la la!
(She returns) Her: lol I am not going to play with my toys in front of you
Me: Not asking
(She arches her eyebrows at that) Me: Not telling
Me: LOL
Me: UP to you
Me: You have the option to use one or some or many...on cam, off cam, or just out of sight
Me: You know you have that choice
Her: what do you want?
Me: If this is what YOU want to so, then this is what I want to be there for you
Her: lol nice run around
Me: LOL
Her: I am ASKING YOU
Her: WHAT DO YOU WANT
Me: I would love to watch if you would like for me to watch
Her: again, a run around lol
Her: you're bad
Me: You gave me runarounds too LOL
Me: Two can play this game!
(She shakes her head to say “no”)
Me: Yes
Me: Hehe
Me: I do love seeing you go "No!" LOL
Her: lol why
Me: Because you know you will LOL
(She blushes again) Me: See how much I enjoy talking with you?
Me: Ok...
Me: I will be honest...I would LOVE to watch but I do not want you to feel like you have to. Nothing gives me greater pleasure than being there to watch and see a woman give herself pleasure and doing it for me to see
Her: if you didn’t like watching, I’d think there was something wrong with you
Me: Thanks LOL
Her: Ok ... I’m bringing you to bed ... my lap top that is haha
Her: ok ... it's going to take me a minute or two ... so hold on.
Me: Aww, you are carrying me to bed

The Conversation, Part 1

2009-07-10T00:02:00.000-05:00

Me: Hi there
Her: Hey !!!!!
Her: hey handsome I missed you
Me: Thanks
(She adjusts the cam and I can see below her neck now) Me: Are you wearing a robe?
Her: yes
Me: LOL
Me: What captivates your attention over there? TV, right?
Me: LOL
Her: lol sorry
Her: I’m going to stop watching TV just for you
Me: Okay
Her: ok
(She pauses to look at her monitor) Her: I like watching you.
(I laugh out loud at that) Her: lol did I just make YOU blush a bit?
Me: That, snuck up on me…so no but I laughed hard...you got me there
(I can see her fiddling with the lapel of her robe) Me: Quit playing with your robe...you ain't THAT bored watching me LOL
Her: lol Im not bored in the slightest. I just like the feel of it. It's silk
Me: I wondered about that because it seemed so shiny
Me: Have you cooled down now?
Her: nope
Her: vampires (she was catching up on “True Blood”) ... remember ... make me hot lol
(I see her jiggle around a bit…as if she is trying to be discreet about...maybe removing her panties...) Me: Did you just get busted by me for taking off your underwear????
Her: maybe
Her: lol
(She shows me her panties) Me: Yes, you did! I like that
Me: LOL
Her: lol thought you would
Me: What made you do that?
Her: not telling (she is grinning big time)
Me: Because I said "All silk?"
Her: lol no
Me: So wait where you are...no panties and all...
Me: Sexy
(I can see her face redden) Me: Blushing?
Her: always with you
Me: Good
Her: lol
Me: Not telling me why you took it off, huh?
Her: because I wanted to
Me: Haha
Her: what are you doing right now?
Me: Me? Looking at you and talking to you (my wife comes in and talks to me about what to do with the kids tomorrow)
Me: Sorry…my wife was asking me about our kids
Her: no problem
Me: You saw her come in
Her: yep, hence me pulling my robe closed
Me: She doesn’t care if you don’t want her to see. ;)
(My wife left) Me: Now you can cool off LOL
(She opens her robe up and sits up straighter but I can’t see her breasts fully) Me: Almost!
(She pulls the cam down to show me better) Me: LOL
(She pulls the robe closed and looks at me coyly) Me: LOL
(She stands up and backs away from the cam) Me: Yes
(She opens the robe more) Me: Yes
(She takes her robe off) Me: Loving it
Me: I am hard already
(She sits down but I can see her breasts) Her: Mmmm you would
Me: That's what boxer briefs will do to me...bunch me up and stick me OUT THERE
Her: lol you'd think you'd stick out more without anything on.
Me: LOL (I stand up and turn sideways so she can see the bulge)
Me: Blushing again?
Her: lol that was good lol
Her: are you going to wake up aching again tomorrow?
Me: IF you had anything to say about that!
Her: lol I liked knowing that you did haha
Me: I figured as much!
Her: I liked knowing that I may have played a tiny tiny part in that
Me: Tiny? Tiny tiny? Hell no! HUGE part!
Her: lol really?
Me: Yep! (I pause to drink water)
Her: SWALLOW
Her: lol
Me: LOL
Her: ok I hate this ... I really did miss you while you were gone
Me: Aww that's sweet of you
Me: After all we did up to last night, still don't expect anything to happen if we meet in person?
Her: No, I still don’t expect anything at all besides you being yourself. I don’t expect things like that
Me: Good
Her: I do expect people to be kind and funny and smart and wonderful in their own ways. I do expect people to be honest, even if it hurts the other person, but as long as they use some tact lol
Me: LOL
Her: what are you thinking? you're smiling a lot which is nice to see
Me: Enjoying your expressions on your face
Me: You like to think
Her: I’m always thinking
Her: I’m also chewing the inside of my lip lol
Me: I meant to ask you about that
Me: You know it is destructive? I don't care...just wondering if you know
Her: lol yea but it feels good and it helps me to keep calm and relaxed
Me: I won't lecture or anything - just FYI and that's it
Her: lol well, if your lecture consists of a few spanks, I'd like to hear it
Me: You will love this (I get up & leave to show her what has inspired me)
Her: lol ok
(I show her my fraternity paddle) Her: Ooooo
Her: Frat boy, huh?
Her: I can’t read it, sorry
Me: Says "xxxx" (my last name) down the front of the paddle
Her: well I saw THAT lol
Me: Under my name, "xxx" (fraternity name) and "Fall 1996"
Her: thats really hot
Me: Solid oak, handmade, varnished
Me: Won't CRACK
(I smack the paddle against my hand) Her: wow nice
Her: that would be hot
(I fondle the paddle) Her: lol
Me: Did I tease you enough?
Me: LOL
(I continue to fondle the paddle) Her: you need to tease more
Her: maybe do a strip tease

HNT - Sneaky Bitch Strikes Again!

2009-07-09T00:02:00.003-05:00

I had a trying day, having suffered from the latest poison ivy infection in my right eye - causing headaches. Don't you know it...I fell asleep right away, waiting for my wife to finish reading her book...and she snuck in few pictures. Sneaky bitch! LOL

You can see some of the lovely poison ivy outbreak on my chest. (Yes, that's a "flower" toy in the background...left there by my daughter.)

~clicky click~
How did I get the poison ivy rash? I cleared the backyard of every fucking thing that didn't belong there. Took me 2 hours and wrecked my back, but no more poison ivy!

Oh...stay tuned to this blog over the weekend...I will publish something (maybe in parts, depending on the length) that may or may not get some of you wet. Hmm!

Barefoot Dreamer, this one is for you!

2009-07-08T00:01:00.020-05:00

Barefoot Dreamer, I e-invited a bunch of people to your birthday party...and look who showed up. Before I start introducing people, I'd like to tell you something...I asked them to send me a picture that means something to them because it is about you.

First, me...since I am the one who is hosting this. Hehe! I got you this e-shirt (front and back).

Then there's others who showed up for your e-party...

From Super Cock

From ~Vixen
From ChocDrop and she had this message for you - "The photo represents that she is the flower in her world and everything else in the picture are the things that have made her who she is---the obstacles, triumphs, accomplishments, and growth."

From Athena - "Any mama who spends equal time worrying about the wellbeing of her children, the satisfaction of her man and the growth and development of her own self deserves to be known as a Goddess. A Barefoot Goodess. And enlightened Barefoot Goddess. Happy Birthday, Barefoot Dreamer."

From Rainy - "Barefoot Dreamer's blog is where I can go and relax. Happy birthday!"

From Ms. Undecided..."BD, to me, is something different in a sea of gray. Beautiful and defiant."

From The Eternal List - "Happy birthday to my favorite MILF"

From Blok Thoughts - "You had me at cooking naked with an apron... and that you have blog crushes... and that you don't trust people. But Mostly I like you because you chat with me and your thoughtful and are a great BLOG friend. I hope you have an EXCELLENT birthday! 7-8-9 I hope that's a GOOD sign, cause you deserve it! Live it up girl your birthday only comes ONCE a year!"

From Roxee Jade (doesn't have a blog anymore) - "BFD is gorgeous in body but more beautiful in mind as she has proven with her posts!!! I love to read her stuff because she writes what I think."

From Autumn

From Nyte Bird - "A great girlfriend is what Barefoot Dreamer would be!"

From Southern Sage - "I hope your dreams come true, and your bare feet play a very very small role in them.... Happy Birthday sexy!"

From Ms. Scarlett Letter - "It was an early morning while I was on a vacation in the UK, I was out for a walk to fetch coffee along the Thames, and this was the sight that greeted me. I wanted, at the time, to walk barefoot along the river, though I didn't. The first time I saw Barefoot's blog, this picture came to mind. To me this picture speaks of new beginnings, beauty, and journeys... all things I think we can safely associate with Barefoot herself. Happy Birthday to her!!"

From Sexie Sadie - "Here's my birthday kiss to Barefoot Dreamer."

From Morning Glory - You've made my life special simply by sharing with me both sides of your world and offering to run away to Vegas with me. I love you!

From 13messages - "In honor of your birthday, I am both barefoot and dreaming in this photo."

Barefoot, as you can see from everyone above, that you are...

Happy birthday!

Tips to Better Living #8

2009-07-06T00:06:00.000-05:00

If you enjoy your occasional midnight snack in bed with a bottle of hot sauce, be sure it is the LUBE you grab before engaging in sex.

Leighann, formerly of "Pessimists Need Love Too"

Hotel Series #5 - "Good Bye"

2009-07-02T00:04:00.005-05:00

As the sun sets (as seen from my hotel room)...

And I've had time to reflect on my stay at this hotel and all the "activities" here in this room...

~clicky click~
Sadly, it is time to say "good bye" to this series. Thanks for the memories...I know others has benefited from this series as well. ;)

See you next year!

1st Year Blog Anniversary

2009-06-30T00:03:00.005-05:00

Well, exactly one year ago, I started my own blog on a rather unsure step with posting a flyer for WNBR (World Naked Bike Ride) because I needed a way to discreetly let few friends know that I want to participate in WNBR and get their support. Other than that, I wasn't sure of the direction I wanted this blog to go. What do I mean about the direction? I wanted to test the waters of my self by showing a risque side of me that I couldn't explore on MySpace or Facebook. Too many people, too many loose lips...

I was intrigued by the idea of "anything goes" in Blogger and I even remember going "Hmm..." on seeing how some bloggers were willing to show a bit more (or a lot more for some) or talk about things on Blogger than they would normally do in real life. Knowing that "anything goes" in Blogger, I thought it was kinda lame for me to start with the magical properties of the moon before moving on to the rash and the itching...which turned out to be poison ivy on my cock. That, started the feeding frenzy among my trusted friends and my wife who razzed me in real life. LOL How the fuck was I supposed to know that I'd descent right into depravity and delighting/regaling the readers/followers/lurkers/stalkers with my erotic stories/fantasies, HNTs, and HNTs with twists? Life is full of surprises, innit? Hehe.

I learned the etiquette of blogging (with thanks to Dana of Amid Life's Crises) and I learned to discard bloggers when they wouldn't comment on my blog (don't bother with excuses, especially when you have been commenting on 30+ blogs). I remember being thrilled to have a follower other than Hetero-Sapphic (a good friend of ours) & Seductive Reasoning (my wife), feeling good about getting the 1st invitation (of several that eventually followed) to a private blog, and getting "personal" e-mail from bloggers who were willing to contact me. I even got to know some of them away from Blogger and I've felt privileged to get to know them better.

Over time, I began to get a sense of where I wanted my blog to go. With a firm direction in my mind, I took some brave steps to post on and about specific things. I found my groove and refined how I would post. Through that (with thanks to several bloggers via comments & e-mail), I was surprised to learn that:

bloggers get wet and like to get wet over my stories/experiences (what's your factor? Hehe!)
bloggers want/beg to see my cock (I thought everyone would be blase about cocks, cocks, and nothing but cocks) for various reasons such as teasing me about it, discussing openly with me about why I did this, etc.
I could "solve" my antisocial feelings with a Prozac pill by taking one when I simply thought those pills were reserved for the depressed and the desperate people. No, I still haven't taken a Prozac - I simply do not have the medical insurance. No, I'm not worried...I have lived this long without ever having had the benefit of that pill and I can manage.
blogsphere is truly an interesting & amazing place to socialize in.
Only 13 (not counting HS and SR) out of my 200+ friends in real life KNOWS about this blog...and they are actually fucking cool about it.
Many of you love getting comments. Attention whores, you all. ;) Yes, I am one too. Hehe!

What has happened in 365 days since I started my blog? I have:

developed (and discarded) cybercrushes on some bloggers,
generated/provoked responses,
piqued bloggers' interest enough to personally contact me when they wouldn't normally do that with others,
watched some bloggers disappear or reappear and disappear again,
become more comfortable with my appearance,
inspired few friends to start up their own blogs (4 total so far), and
opened a proverbial can of worms (white trash & Mad Mondays, anyone? LOL)

Oh, I stopped having nightmares about being naked at work and I have started enjoying those dreams. Hehe!

Tips to Better Living #7

2009-06-29T00:07:00.002-05:00

I have decided to discard "Mad Mondays" and move "Tips to Better Living" to Mondays instead. If you are still interested in "Mad Mondays", I *may* set up a blog dedicated to that. Depends on the # of comments. I doubt it that many of you WANT it back. LOL Now back to new programming...

Be sure to shake your cup with ice in it before you drink the remnants of your beverage or the ice will "crash" and come down suddenly, causing you to spill your beverage and ice all over yourself. It also helps to make sure your lid is securely on beforehand.

I've Been Tagged Again...for "7 Random Facts"

2009-06-28T07:02:00.000-05:00

This "mommy" blogger by the name of "I'm the Mom" has tagged me in her post because she's curious about me. How I crossed over into that realm, I'll never know...

1) People love texting me sooooo damn much that I simply went for the unlimited text plan. Far cheaper to do it that way than to hope I don't go over the limit and I've caused 2 friends to switch over to the same plan...maybe a 3rd will follow. LOL

2) I wonder about the Gods of Google...and how they find people, stuff, and events without being so redundant like Alta Vista did in the late 90's.

3) I used to hate how my chest looked...and I did something about it. Something else developed during my at-home workout routine that surprised me...stamina at the pool! Try doing push-ups, 8 times a day...even if it's just 5 push-ups per time.

4) I used to read ALL the time...until I went into my final major (I changed majors 3 times before settling on this Communications major). All the amount of reading and research DID burn me out on reading, but I have re-discovered reading on a leisurely pace. ;)

5) I hate it when I am late for something...the slight touch of OCD in me makes me feel like I am going to be in pain and go into a panic attack, which I know will never happen. Yet, that feels real every time.

6) I love going to Subway...$5 gets me a good meal and I don't feel guilty afterward.

7) I subscribe to a magazine called "Mental Floss" and it is a trivia junkie's bane when it comes to feeding his addiction to useless info - MF comes just every TWO months and Mental Floss never reaches 100 pages. THIN magazine!

Psst...the variety of topics I just presented helps increase the likelihood of creating more exposure for my website. ;P I have tagged enough people so feel free to contact ME and let me know you've either stolen from me or been inspired to create one yourself - I would come over and read your post.