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an easy going person who enjoys the simple things...a good book, a scary movie, a cup of hot chocolate made by my love..just to name a few. I started this blog so I could play with some of the fun things I read in other blogs. Then I decided to take it a bit deeper and start using it to express my thoughts and feelings and just whatever comes to mind.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

TMI Tuesday





1. What is the greatest age difference between you and a SO? Older or younger? My ex husband was eight years older than me. I've never been with or dated anyone younger than me.

2. What is the greatest age difference between between and any sexual partner? Older or younger? It would have to be the ex again

3. Have you started your holiday shopping? Is it done? I did most of my shopping online and had a blast...ebay...what a wonder!

4. What are the chances there will be a "naughty" present under the tree this year (either from you or for you)? Actually this year I don't think the chances are very good for me receiving anything naughty, and the closest naughty thing I bought someone else isn't really all that naughty. Can't say what it is in case she sees this!

5. What is your favorite holiday song? I'm not really a holiday song type. I like to sing O Holy Night because I love hitting the high note, and I have just been exposed to a hard version of We Three Kings that I found surprisingly fun.

Bonus (as in optional):Do you have a preferred time of day to have sex? If so, why?
It's wierd, I was just thinking along these lines the other day! I prefer sex after dark. I like the ambiance of a darkened room, and there's just something about sounds of pleasure in the middle of the night.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Microfantasy Monday

Courtesy of Ang at Sweltering Celt


This weeks theme: Implements of torture


....sometimes it's a mental thing....



There’s something about your hands, the things they do to me. The way your fingers find just the right spots every time. Sometimes so gentle and caring, just brushing the hair back from my cheek. Other times connecting with my bare skin in a resounding smack leaving a red print that stings deliciously afterward. I crave the touch of your hands, obsess over feeling them on my body. Pin me to the bed…hold me down…stroke my back, my hips, my thighs. Touch me everywhere and anywhere, secret caresses when no one is looking, a bold grip to show me who I belong to…….

I look up from my computer screen and count the days until you return to me. I can’t concentrate, my mind is focused on one thing….your hands....

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Wednesday?

Hmmm....I need to do some surfing around and see if I can find a fun Wednesday thing to do. Ultimately I'd like something fun, preferably kinky and fun, for every day of the week. Just so there's always something posted here and not an empty sad little blog space *sigh*

Storm will be here in 9 days!! *happy boogie dance* There shall be cuddles, and kisses, and super shagging sessions (hopefully!) Five weeks of bliss....

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

TMI Tuesday

1. What is your favorite Thanksgiving food? mmmmmashed potatoes and gravy, nice and warm and creamy comfort food.

2. You can flip a switch that will wipe any band or musical artist out of existence. Which one will it be? I can't think of a specific group...can I choose a genre? That screamy stuff my teenagers listen to....phaahh...ear polution!

3. You seem to be having an excellent day because you just came across a hundred-dollar bill on the sidewalk. Holy crap, a hundred bucks! How are you gonna spend it? I would plan an evening for myself and Storm, starting with dinner and ending with the sexy little something I buy to wear for her....or would that just be another beginning?

4. What is your favorite curse word? Bugger! I don't say it personally, haven't got the accent for it. But every time Storm says it in her English tones it tickles me.

5. Rufus appears out of nowhere with a time-traveling phone booth. You can go anytime in the PAST. What time are you traveling to and what are you going to do when you get there? hmmm....Rufus is what I call my sister, and she would be a kick to time travel with. I think I'd like to go back and check out the 60's...free love and freaky fashion sense!

Bonus (as in optional):You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what's even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What's it gonna be? I've always wanted to have mind control powers like Prof Xavier from X-Men, oh the trouble I could get into!

Monday, November 24, 2008

Microfantasy Monday

While reading one of my new favorite blogs, Lair of the Dragon Mage, I saw this interesting idea posed by Sweltering Celt......Microfantasy Monday. It's a day late but I liked the idea so much I created this blog so I can participate in it and a few other interesting fun things I've seen around. This week's theme: it’s all about standing up.






Lightning forks blindingly across the sky in unison with a deafening boom of thunder, sheets of rain beat against the glass of the sliding door....all that stands between me and the elements. My nipples harden to tiny diamond points as they brush lightly against the cold glass and I move closer. Another volley of light and sound sends my pulse racing faster, my quickened breath fogging the glass. I know that even with the room behind me darkened I would be visible in the flashes of light, a pale naked figure with breasts and palms pressed to the glass. I whimper softly, aching to feel the rain beating against me, the wind pushing at me like a determined lover....and then I feel her hands on my hips....sliding around to find me hot and wet and eager.

"Open for me." she says in a low voice...I open like a flowering bud. Her fingers slide deeper and bring a moan from my lips. She raises a hand to cup my breast, fingers tweaking and pulling my nipples until they burn. I start to turn, but she presses her body against my back keeping me in place. "Don't move, keep your hands on the glass."

Her hands work their magic, turning me into a mewling needful creature, pushing me to the very edge. Her lips brush against my ear, her breath hot as she speaks the words I have been longing to hear....

"Cum now....cum for your Storm..."