Sep 222014

I didn’t want to turn a business contact into a fuck. I crossed the line a few months back when I let him shove his fingers in me. I’ve seen him once since then. I knew I wanted to fuck him. His situation was complicated. I didn’t know if fucking him would be worth all the bedlam it might cause. And would the actual fuck be worth it?

I had dinner with friends at seven. I already entertained the idea of calling him if my night ended early.

My night did end early. I sent him a text.

Me: You up?

I was nervous about the odds of him being dead asleep. My contact might be unwelcome. I doubted that, unless he was in a compromising situation. When my phone pinged right away, I was relieved.

Him: Yeah, out and about. What can I do for you?

Me: Do you want to fuck?

Him: Where you at?

Me: I’m in town.

Him: Off 73. 10 min.

Off exit 73. I could get there in ten minutes. I pulled up on his passenger side and got into the back seat of his Tahoe. I was anxious about whether or not to fuck him until the moment I slid my naked thighs across the leather interior of his truck. It was an imaginary line. I remembered why I was wet from earlier.

“What can I do for you?” He was in front, his elbow on the arm rest, looking at her through the rear-view mirror.

“Really?” I was snotty. He knew what he could do for me. He kept this door wide open. I shut him down. Well…

“Backseat, please?” I didn’t try very hard to hide my attitude. I knew he enjoyed getting the text. Admittedly, I was horny. Not just for sex, but sex with him.

The process was quick and dirty. My dress was short, and easily over my head. He took care of himself. I leaned down and kissed him. Lips forever and a tongue that belongs in my pussy. That’s what I think about when we kiss. I think of how much I want him to eat my cunt.

“I think you ’bout ready to get on this dick” His advertising was good, but how was the show?

I nodded and moaned. I didn’t expect to. It just kinda fell out. I lifted my right leg so he could feed me his cock. As soon as he was in position, I lifted up and sank all the way down, straddling him. COCK. Thank God… Cock.

Both hands, one on the bottom of each ass cheek. He bounced me up and down. He gripped fistfuls of my flesh on my ass and the outside of my thighs. He slapped hot, red marks on my ass. That’s his move. I enjoyed riding him. The head of his cock is beautiful and the perfect rim told my pussy exactly when to stop sliding up and when to drop back down and fill back up with him.

The show was worth it.

I cleaned up, slipped my dress back on, and thanked him.

“Thank you? Oh that’s how it is?” He teased

“You know…… Besides, I shouldn’t have done this. And don’t say anything to anybody.” I was serious, but trusted him.

“Pssshhh…. You ain’t gotta worry about that.” He got out of the back seat and into the front. He tightened up his collar and glanced back to me through the rear view mirror.

“Ain’t nobody tryin’ to ruin that lily-white reputation of yours.” He huffed.

“I’ll call you.” I slid out of the Tahoe.

“I’m sure you will.” He was trying to keep the conversation going. I wasn’t interested. I just wanted the fuck.

Without responding, I cranked up and pulled out.

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Feb 052014

Dead GirlCatching the signal from one of her friends, Angela brushed her skirt, took a deep breath and walked to where he was sitting. She wasn’t even supposed to have her friend there, but Marie was almost her sister and how in God’s name was she supposed to go through this without her? She could also give her Mother some closure if this all went South, God help.

It was cold in Jersey. She was dressed to a tee thanks to Jimmy. She was wearing a big warm fur from Jimmy. And she was wired to the fucking gills thanks to the fucking FEDs. She was also going into Jimmy’s place. Jimmy’s place! She tried to tell the FEDs that they didn’t have nobody inside there. They kept insisting that they did. Fucking FEDs.

Angela was a girlfriend. Angela also processed a certain amount of coke that she’d recently been busted on which gave the FEDS reason to wiretap her phone. They got Nicky on everything from Conspiracy , Racketeering, down to fucking jay walking. So she rolled. Now she’s a rat. Now Nikky’s gonna kill her.

When she finally sat down across from him, she knew she’d hit a lucky. He was high as fuck, all fidgety and shit. She moved real close and shushed him, “Hey, hey, Baby…what’s wrong?” The waitress came by and Angela waved her down, “Scotch! Two triples!” Angela went right back to tending to Nicky. “What’s got you so worked up?”

Nicky kept sniffing and coke checking his nose. “The fucking FEDs, that’s what.” Angela had tried to tell those fucking FEDs. She told them that they didn’t have nobody in here. Nicky would find out. When the drinks came, Nicky downed his and asked for another. Angela’s kisses and cooing were a benefit to the drinks. Nicky started to notice Angela more. Her legs, her lips, her thighs.

Nicky watched her smiling at him, closed out his drink, and took her hand. “Upstairs.” She followed him, knowing that undressing was a bullet she couldn’t dodge. Coming into Nicky’s room above the restaurant meant that the FEDs couldn’t hear her through the interference in the walls. They were trying to get the audio feed back up.

“I’m getting in the shower. Be naked and ready when I get out.” He was already closing the bathroom door as he said it. She’d never stop with the Hail Mary’s if she got out of this one. She stripped, pulling cords and wires everywhere. She shoved them in her bag and it under the bed. She was naked when he came out in a towel. He smiled gently, dropping the towel. He kissed the inside of her ankles before he snatched her to him.

He slid inside her with a deep breath and a grunt when his cock fully landed. His hold on her ankles loosened as he slid his grip up her legs and tightened on the top of her thighs. Her back arched while his body slammed against hers. Nicky always was a good fuck.

Angela’s body started to shake and Nikky pinned down both of her wrists. He leaned down close to her face, “This is my pussy. It doesn’t belong to anybody else, especially not the FEDs.” Angela’s body was already squeezing and manipulating around Nicky’s cock. She couldn’t stop. “Nicky spat the words at her,” Come on, cum for me you dirty whore.”

And cum she did, right up until the moment that the electrical cord tightened just a little too much.  Nicky let her body slump back, flat against the bed. He put his pants on and hit a button on the phone.

“Hey, I need a couple of guys to deal with a thing. Ok. Yeah.” Nicky put his shirt on, buttoned up and looked at Angela’s body on the bed. He slid in one cufflink at a time and shook his head. It was sad. Angela always was a good fuck.
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Oct 012013

What we do for sex…

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1. Why do you like sexting or virtual sex (chatting, skype, etc.)? I like fucking. Dick in pussy. Flirting is cool. It can get you wound up. Send some pictures and get the bloodflow going, but it’s sexting and skype isn’t the bump and grind.

2. When you’re about to “get busy”…get down & dirty, you know have sex, do you like to be undressed by your lover or take off all your clothes by yourself? It really depends on how horny I/we are, and the situation at hand. There’s a ton to take into consideration too. Are we alone in a bedroom, not to be interrupted all night, or are we trying to get in a quicky behind a gas station. Just sayin’ 

3. What is the most desperate thing you’ve done for sex? I can promise you – you don’t want to know.

4. Libido booster drugs for women (viagra for women) will hit the market soon. Are you interested in trying them? Will you take the new drug(s)? Why or why not? Ehh, I might. It depends. Drugs that are brand new to the market are not always the best. I tend to let them go awhile and see if anyone grows an extra ear before I jump into taking new medication.
(If you are a man, would you like for your female lover to take such a drug?)

Bonus: If it were legal in your country/community to visit a “sex box” would you? No.

Read more about sex box…

Sep 212013

CumI had my tubes tied and my insides essentially burned out because of period problems. I can’t have any more children, but trust me, The Socialites are enough. Buying them each a car will be enough. Putting them through college will be enough. Another child would take away from what TH and I can give to them. TH and I made the decision not to have any more children.

I was pregnant at a young age and received the blessing of Irish twins. I’m 34 and have children almost half my age. I spent my entire life avoiding cum. Even with protection, there have been scares.

Since my surgery, TH and I have enjoyed the pleasures of what cumming inside me can bring. We’ve not been held back by fear of unexpected pregnancy. TH can thrust inside me until he’s ready to spill his seed inside me. I can feel his cum inside me, while it’s pumping with his release.

Last night I asked him to cum on my body. I told him that I just wanted to feel it. He did so, and it wasn’t what I expected. It was everywhere, my neck, all over my breasts. I forgot about the way it turns cold and runs down my body. There’s always a spot that you miss when you’re trying to clean up. I gave up and jumped in the shower.

I realized that I much prefer his cock inside me when he cums. I can feel his cock, and don’t need a verbal warning before hoping that I don’t get it in the eye.

When he cums inside me; it’s an amazing feeling. He loves it as much as I do, and trust me… I love it.

Spunk pik


Sep 102013
The following unique and wacky TMI Tuesday questions were submitted by TMI Tuesday players, on June 16, as a response to that week’s bonus question. Thank you to all who participated.

Lovers, partners, exes, and …Betty White? A strange mix.


1. Tell us something kinky that you refused to do with a partner (ex or present) but secretly wish you had done. Learning better deepthroating techniques.

2. Pick your top three lovers and explain why you picked them! Brian, Thomas, and TH

3. Where on your body would you get your ex’s name inked on your body if you had to? Probably on my side.

4. Would you rather have sex on a Ferris Wheel or the bumper cars? Ferris Wheel

5. Men: Have you ever tracked a friend’s or partner’s periods for the purpose of treating them different during that time? No Women: How would you feel if a partner did this? I had a guy friend do that when I was about 14. He said he wanted to know when I was on the rag. Yeah, it sounds odd to me now, too.


Would you rather eat a white crayon or go down on Betty White? White crayon. Two of them.

Happy TMI Tuesday!

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Sep 032013

Do you wanna ride?

Today’s TMI Tuesday is all about your ride–your car, your moto, your bike–your regular mode of transport, and of course sex ;-)


Watch video: Pebbles – mercedes boy

1. What type of vehicle do you use regularly? Truck, car, bike, etc

I drive a 2013 Challenger

2. Do you use public transportation–bus, train, metro/subway, cab? How often?

No and no. I’ve been in a cab a few times in Vegas and New York. I don’t wish that on anyone. Vegas cab drivers drive like they’re hopped up on goofballs and yellow-bombers.

3. Have you ever had sex in/on public transportation? Tell us about it? Yes, cars, trucks. Pick one. 

4. I know most of you have had sex in a car or truck but how many times have you had sex in your present vehicle? None, actually. It’s brand new and I don’t want to ruin the upholstery.  ;)

5. When was the last time you had sex in  car or truck type vehicle? Was it with a known person or a stranger? Well, it wasn’t sex, but mutual masturbation, and that was a few months ago.

6. Have you ever had sex on a bicycle or motorcycle? Seriously? A bicycle? I wouldn’t even know how to incorporate that laying down.

7. Stick shift or manual? Why? Either. I grew up on a stick. I have racing paddles on my car now. 

8. Ever had sex on the hood of a car? (Hood = The part of a car that covers the engine and that can be raised. The British word is bonnet.) No. I’m rough. I’m sure I’d dent that shit.

Bonus: You are walking down the street. A very sexy and nude person (gender of your choice) pulls up next to you in their shiny new Mercedes Benz, they lower the window and say, “Do you want to ride in my Mercedes?” What do you do? Tell us what you want to do on that ride? I’d say no, but I’ll race you. :)

Bonus, bonus: What is the sexiest thing you have ever done in a vehicle? TH and I fucked in a bank parking lot, in front of the cameras. I was late for work that night.

TMI Tuesday blog
Aug 202013

The Men of TMI Tuesday

Questions for this week’s TMI Tuesday were submitted by various TMI Tuesday male participants.


1. Advizor:
I once overheard in a bathroom, “There is nothing as over-rated as sex or under-rated as a good bowel movement.” Discuss.

I think of those fake noises that those girls make. You know they’re not into it and they’re just getting a hole banged. I also thought of this kid was voted off of a dance show once. She had major sex appeal. She always had a partner, and yes, she technically danced with him, but he was was more of a prop for her. She made less eye-contact with him than she did the audience. She should have connected with her partner and danced with him, not around him.

When we’re alone, my best friend and I aren’t girly about bowel movements. We say “I’ve gotta take a shit,” or “I’ve got a brew going.” Sometimes, even “I’m gonna have to find a DG.” All of which represent a different level of having to take a dump, which we say, too. All of which have come from our experiences from almost 30 years. Any of which, if I told you about, you wouldn’t think either one of us were normal human beings. ;) BUT! We both feel comfortable shitting at each other’s homes. We leave the door open and have conversations. You would think this would be a private thing. I don’t even do this with my husband.

Now I just told the whole fucking internet about it. *shrugs*

2. the late phoenix:
Friendship lasts longer than cumming. which of your online friends that you’ve never met would you like to meet in real life? which do you think you could become life-long REAL friends with? Actual friends, like going out to coffee and movies with, gossiping with, kissing on the forehead, hugging, loving.

Beck, for sure. I’ve known her the longest and we;ve built some trust there. There’s also a handful of new bloggers that I could really see just kicking back and chilling out with. I’ll be honest when I say that I should be more in tough with them on twitter, but life has been busy. I do, though, spend a little time on their blogs.

3. John D Stories:
In a parallel universe, who out of your blog or Twitter followers would you most like to spend a steamy evening with? What would you do? Why them?

Probably Mark. Just to see if anything was really there.

4. Virtual Sin:
(multi-part question)
a. What method of stimulation (intercourse, oral, manual, toy, whatever) gives you the strongest orgasm?

Starting with oral for me, oral for him, fucking – using a toy and fingering on and off

b. With what method of stimulation do you get the most orgasms?


c. If the answer to a is different from the answer to b, what’s wrong with your life?

5. Jon Pressick:
Would you rather have a life where you only had sex once a year for 2 minutes or where you have to have sex, every day for a minimum of 2 hours?

Every day – 2 hours. I’m assuming that you will be providing  those hours, as I do not have time in my daily schedule to accommodate this.

Is there anyone on your partner’s side of the family you find hot? 

Not in the least. One friend is kinda…

If you could hook up with them without anyone finding out (ever!) would you?



TMI Tuesday blog
Jul 022013


1. If my sex life were a film, it would be rated XXX .  

2. I got a body for sinful, needy things and a face for begging like a little girl in need . 

3. It’s extremely sexy when a guy/girl bites .

4. Doing anything naked makes me feel more comfortable .

5. In the morning, I am always really fucking grumpy .

6. I would love to find someone sadistic and rough enough in the local kink area.

Bonus: Roses are ____ , Violets are ____ , YOU CREATE THE REST OF THE POEM

Roses are red.

Violets are blue.

Talk real dirty to me.

And I might fuck you.

TMI Tuesday blog
Jun 282013

This week’s TMI Tuesday questions were inspired by Sex-Ed writer Jon Pressick and his#dailysexdiscussion that happens on twitter.

1. Have you ever investigated having an open relationship?  Yes, with The Husband, but he’s not interested in seeing anyone else. He understands my needs, kinky as they are and all that implies.

- Have you tried to have an open relationship? Yes.

2. Do you have any sexual phobias? I’ve never liked feet. I love foot rubs, but don’t try sucking on my toes or anything. And I don’t want to touch your feet. 
- What have you done to manage or overcome them? Nothing. I just don’t like feet. Hell, I didn’t let people even touch my feet until an Ex gave me a foot rub once. There’s nothing wrong with my feet, by the way.

3. What is the best new sexual activity you have tried in 2013? I’m really working on my blow job skills, but I’d say my squirting abilities have really improved.

4. Have you ever called into a sex advice radio/television show or written to a sex advice columnist? I actually just wrote up a few questions about her Daddy/ girl relationship that I thought about sending to an acquaintance.
- Was it helpful? I haven’t sent it yet, but I’m sure she’ll be helpful.

5. Would you use the services of a sex therapist? Why or why not? I would if I felt that I would benefit from one.

6. Should sex therapists be allowed to engage in actual sexual activities with clients? Yes. If the therapy is beneficial. Why or why not?

I highly recommend watching the movie “The Sessions” based on a true story of how a sex therapist helped a disabled man live a full, rich life that included sex. Movie trailer: – I’ve actually seen this movie and it was really quite interesting.

Bonus:  Have you read any adult sex ed books lately? What do you recommend? Nothing lately, but I always recommend Opening Up by Tristan Taormino. It really opens your mind more than you think.

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