Category Archives: Sexy Photo

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Panties Man’s Panties

Panties Man and I are still emailing and IMing.  He is a fascinating mix of a caring friend, a very sexy man, and my first interaction with an AM man with a fetish who will openly share it with me.

We’ve fallen into a fun pattern of checking on each other every day, and he always wants to know what I’m wearing.  Taking the advice I’d gotten to give him things to do, I decided to gently demand that he send me a photo of his panties.  I am so curious!  He wants to show me, but also likes to be ordered to do it.  I cant’t go that far, but I tease him a little.  And he showed me.  Every day this week.  There is something so hot about his man parts covered in lady panties.  He has such a handsome torso and bulge!

Here’s my favorite pair he sent – going into the bathroom at work, shedding his slacks and snapping a photo for me!  It was quite a rush to see it.  And he was so happy that I thought it was hot!

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FFF Resignation

It’s Flash Fiction Friday time!  Here’s the challenge from the amazing Advizor54.  Click over to his blog to see what he and other bloggers saw in this photo.  My take is below.

Word Length  = 237         
Required Word = Resignation
Bonus Words = Tell us about her earrings (25 words)        
Extra Credit = Surprise me
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“What was so all-fired important it couldn’t wait until Monday?” my boss barked at me as I slipped into his office at 4 pm on Friday afternoon.  “I want to head home to beat the traffic…” 
“Here’s my resignation,” I blurted out without preamble, handing him a three-page letter.  “The first page is my resignation alone so you have something to send to HR.  On the second page, I’ve detailed the status of my current projects, and the third page has items you should consider in re-arranging the duties of my position when you hire someone else. I can stay a month but I’d like to go in two weeks so I’ll have a break before starting my new job.” 
He looked stunned.  It was quite gratifying!  He stashed the letter in his desk.  He pulled out a key, unlocked his file cabinet, and pulled out a small light blue box from the bottom drawer.  He handed it to me.  I opened the lid and found the ridiculously expensive earrings I had lusted over at Tiffany’s on a business trip months ago.  I looked up, puzzled.  
“Congratulations,” he said, smiling.  “I hope this change is great for you,” he stated.  I was surprised… I thought he’d be angry.  While I tried on the earrings, he startled me by locking  the door.  I turned to watch him and he took my face in his hands.  “At last I can do what I’ve wanted to do for years,” kissing me long and hard… for a start.  Good thing I had been wanting it too! 
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FFF Waiting at the door

Here’s the Flash Fiction Friday challenge from Advizor54’s bodacious blog.  Click over there to see what he and other bloggers wrote about this fun photo!

     Word Max = 200                    Word Min = 200         Bonus Words – None
     Extra Credit – See above         Key Phrase – None – Just tell me a story
     Let’s keep it tight folks.


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My fourth day on vacation.  My fourth chance to sip coffee in a cafe before my wife wakes up, and watch people.  Every morning there’s a beautiful older woman at the red door across the way.  She doesn’t knock… she waits.  Eventually the door swings open… not revealing who is inside.  Each day, I make up a different story about her, who she is seeing and why… a maid, a governess, a paramour?  My imagination runs wild.  
Today she’s late.  She fidgets… shows off her beautiful ass!  I’m riveted.  She sits on the stoop… pulls her knees up… quite a show!   The men at the next table comment in Spanish – words I don’t know but they aren’t kind. 
She finally strolls over the cafe.  The owner hands her a steaming cup.  She plunks down in the chair opposite me.  
“Tourista?” She asks.  Ugh.  
“Si,” I nod and wink, feeling bold.  
“Hilton?” she fishes for my lodging.  I shake my head, pointing West, naming a small bed & breakfast place near the beach about 10 blocks away.  She smiles.  I am enchanted. 
She points up the hill in the other direction.  “Mi casa,” she whispers.  She rises and takes my hand. 
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FFF Tentiginous

Here’s this week’s Flash Fiction Friday Challenge from Advizor54’s blog.  Click over there to see what he and other bloggers wrote about this hot photo!  My thoughts are below.  If you blog, play along!  It’s easy and fun!  
Word Length = 9 inches  (LOL)
Word Count = 200
Forbidden Words = Cock, Penis, Schlong, Tower of Power
Required Words =  Tentiginous & Anticipation
Bonus Words = (Birth month + age)/3)+15
(Ladies) Tell us about your biggest 
(Men) Admit one insecurity
Extra Credit = How long has he been like that and did others see him?
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I checked in at the Hilton and texted him the room number.  We hadn’t seen each other in forever. I had given up on him finding room in his schedule.  He IM’d me at 7:30 am, said his first meeting had been cancelled and asked if could I meet him at 9?  He offered to bring me a Boston Cream Donut!  Luckily I am not a woman who takes much time to prep for a date!  

He seemed distracted.  Maybe he wasn’t interested in me anymore?  I stared out the window, filled with anticipation, fantasizing about how I could re-ignite our chemistry.  Perhaps an erotic story?  Men adore it when I spin out a scenario in my sultry voice.  Or rub his feet as he relaxes and work my way up?  Or greet him naked?  Hmm…. I took off my shoes and socks.  Should I continue unzipping and unbuttoning, or let him do it?  Choices, choices. 

He knocked and I ran to open the door.  He smiled so sweetly, lowered his briefcase and… oh my!

“Sassy!” he exclaimed.  “I’ve been tentiginous for three hours!  Had to keep my briefcase in front of me everywhere I went!”

Now that’s interested!  

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Blowing and more

Thursday, September 13, 2012
8:32am
Another beautiful morning.  Adore this time of year!
Stayed up too late – 2 am – chatting…but so fun!
Have a super day, kid
10:12pm
Hiya kid.  Here’s a thought for this evening.
Would adore some of that!  Enjoy.  
Sleep well, sweet man.
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Belated wishes

Monday, September 10, 2012
8:09 am Phil
[a rare public post on my Facebook wall]

Happy Birthday Sass! I hope you have a fabulous day that involves lobster!

8:13 am Phil

I missed your Birthday! I’m so sorry, got so wrapped up in the weekend, I forgot the important thing. I wish you love, happiness and lobster. Hope you had a great day Sass!
Just watched the dancing in the dark video. Have not seen it for years! Great to see a young Clarence Clemmens and young Bruce!  Concert was amazing, had a blast!
8:18am
Thanks, kid.  You say the sweetest things!  Have a great Monday!
8:24am
Busy day for you?  I get to have my teeth cleaned and start PT for my stupid leg.  Whee!
11:36pm
Hope your Monday rolled along.
Here’s a thought for this evening… sweet dreams, kid.  

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FFF Wager

Here’s this week’s Flash Fiction Friday challenge from Advizor54’s blog.  Click over there to see what he and a bunch of other bloggers saw in this photo.  My take is below!  Join in!  It’s easy and fun.  


Word Count = 275             
Required Word = Wager            
Forbidden Words = Porn, Panties, Camera
Bonus Words = Tell us where to the pictures end up a year later (+43 words)

Extra Credit = Add a picture of your own.

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We were having dinner – our first date.  After talking online for a month, sharing stories and naughty photos, late one evening he declared he was ready to meet.  Was I?  I was!  We sat at my favorite bar, waiting for a table.  He ran his finger around the rim of his glass, and I wondered what it would feel like on my nipple… inside me… mmm. 

“So… those hot photos you sent?  Who took those?” He asked casually, but he was fishing for info about other men in my past.  

“You remember that sexy blog I sent you to read?  With the motorcycles?”  

“Oh yes…” he sighed, leering at me.  

“Well… I chatted with that blogger.  Nice man.  Not flirting, not sexy, just talking.  One night I complained that I didn’t have any good sexy photos to send to nice men.  I can’t get the angle I want while holding a phone or make that little timer thingy work and…he offered to take photos for me.  As a friend, you know.  I kidded him about whether he could take them without touching me… you know… that way,” I explained. 

“So he met you and took the photos?” he asked. 

“Yes, he did,” I confirmed.  “He had a hotel date and when he was done, he called me to stop in.  I was really happy with how they turned out.”

“They were incredibly sensual,” he sighed and squirmed in his seat.  “I wager he couldn’t take them without touching. You had the most amazing ‘just fucked” look in so many of them,” he fished some more. 

“He is very talented…” I answered cryptically.  He stared, wondering.

“What will you do with them when we’re a couple and you don’t need to send them to men anymore,” he asked, way ahead of himself. 

“Maybe I’ll share them in my blog a year from now,” I chuckled.  He smiled. 

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Back door


Sunday, September 2, 2012
9:26am
Good morning! coughing, leg hurts, breast aches…trying to stay.cheerful but it’s tough! Send healing vibes!  Have a great Sunday, kid.
2:18pm Phil
Ran a five mile challenge run Friday My entire body aches. I feel for you. Sending vibes. Hope you feel better. Off to Wisconsin for beer and brats. Finishing off a 30 mile bike ride.
9:18pm
Hope you had delicious beer and brats!  Thanks for the vibes – my cough has lessened a lot.  Yay!  May your aches do the same.
9:33 pm
Here’s a thought for tonight – his thumb pressing, hand grabbing, and cock entering… reminded me of some great moments. yum.

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FFF Next

Here’s this week’s Flash Fiction Friday challenge from Advizor54’s blog.  Click over there to see what he and others made of this photo.  My take is below.  

Word Limit – 309 . 
Required Words:  soft, next, and crystal (but not all in the same sentence)
Forbidden Words:  lesbian,  movie, costume
Bonus words can be earned by including the words “Panda” (25) or 
by identifying and linking a picture of the classical painting that appears to have inspired the photograph (50)

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“What’s up?” I asked my little sister.  
“This art history course is kicking my ass,” she whined.
“Oh? I thought you were liking it,” I replied, confused.


“It’s great, and having sex with the prof during his office hours is dreamy, but for our next assignment, we’re supposed to pick an old painting and say something new.  But not on paper… another medium like a video, photo or painting.  I hate these multi-media assignments!”


“I dunno… seems easier than typing. Do you have anything to say?”


“Not really.  I have an idea… but it’s probably too complicated.”  She sighed.
“Can I help?” I offered.  


“Well… I thought I could recreate the painting, in a photo… modernized, you know?”


“That sounds interesting.”


“Kevin said he’d set up the photo, help out… he’s a good egg.”  She was always talking her room mate into some crazy scheme.


“So what’s the problem?”


She took a deep breath and I realized I was being conned.  She wanted my help and this entire conversation was a way to get me to do something I didn’t want to do.  She started talking really fast!


“The perfect painting is that one of the two royal sisters naked from the waist up with the younger one tweaking the tit of the older one.  It’s strange yet historical and salacious!”  She enthused.  I could see this coming a mile away.


“So you want me to…”


“Yes!  We could pose in the soft grass behind Wilson’s and I’d tweak, and boom!  Done. Guaranteed A+!”


“Let me get this crystal clear… you want me bare my chest for your room mate and the entire art history class?”


“Sure.  It’s not a big deal.  We snap a pic and the beer’s on me!”  If she was offering to buy a round, this was serious.  


Ah, the things I do for family!

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FFF Before and After


It’s Flash Fiction Friday!  Click over Advizor54’s blog to see what he and other bloggers saw in this photo.  My take is below. 

Word Limit = 250
Required Phrase = “Before” or  “After“
Forbidden Words = Abandoned, Empty, mp3 player, and rope
Bonus Words = You can go up to 300 total if you tell us both how she got there and what happened after she was found.

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We were miles apart and I wanted to talk about sex… get him thinking sexy thoughts first in the morning.  So I called him… but I was too shy to blurt it out, so I used the old “send a photo and tell him a story” trick!  But it couldn’t be the usual soft focus romantic stuff I like… it had to be something gritty, something strange to make him pay attention to it… and maybe to me? 
I emailed him an arty photo from a sexy tumblr… stark, black & white, very provocative – a naked woman with a beautiful body, nice tits, ropes, a gag, a shaved pussy… and in Chinatown, near the bar where we met…  I spun out the story of the woman having hot sex before the photo was taken, then being left on the street by her father to teach her a lesson after he found her with the perverted photographer she was forbidden to see!  I ended with a flourish – the man rescued her and they mad wild passionate love for the rest of the day!   That should push most of his buttons!  
He was breathing heavy – I could hear some rustling in the background.  “Whatcha doing sweetie?” I asked innocently.  
“You know what your hot photos make me do, pumpkin,” he cooed and growled.  I knew he was standing in the shower, the only place in the house he could get some privacy from his wife and kids, jerking off to the sound of my sultry voice.  
“What’re you doing, babe?” he asked, his breathing get shallower by the second.
“Just waking up… wishing you were here, sweetie!”  I paused to let him think about what would happen if he was in my arms… listening to the squishing and his moaning.