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FFF – Love Punishment

Here’s the February 15th Flash Fiction Friday challenge from Advizor54
Pop over there to see what he and other bloggers wrote!
Key Words: Love Punishment
Word Limit: Who can put a limit on love?  I can 300 words
Bonus Set it on Feb 13th

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“No, please leave the stockings on… they’re hot,” he requested.
“I don’t know what I’m doing… this is sooo not my thing,” I complained.
“High time you changed that…”
“I know… it’s just that I don’t think…”
“Don’t think… relax.  Close your eyes.  Listen to the sound of my voice,” he instructed.  “Pretend that I am sitting in a chair in the corner, staring at you.”
“But…”
“No buts… breathe… touch.  It doesn’t matter where… just touch… keep touching until you find a good spot,” he intoned.   
“Oh!”
“Mmm…hmmm… do that again…slower….” he chanted.
“Mmmmmffff… wow,” I moaned.
“That’s it… it’s okay to feel good,” he told me.
“Can you see?” I asked, checking the screen.  
“Yes.  It’s perfect.  Stop fretting and touch between your legs!!”
“Feels… so… strange to have you watching me.  This is so private!” I admitted.
“I am honored that you are letting me watch,” he said.  
“It’s so cool to finally see your face after all this time,” I sighed.
“Slap… twice…hard!” He startled me but I complied.
“Wasn’t… mmmm… ow…going to, but that love poem you wrote… mmmm,” I managed to eek out, even though my all the blood was leaving my brain for lower regions!  The only sound for many moments was my breathing… and then I heard a rustling sound and looked over.  He was touching himself!
“Keep going… deeper, deeper… that’s it.  In and out.  In….and out.,” he said, keeping time with his words and his pumping.  Oh my!
“I… mmm… I… you were right… so right… it’s… oh!” I  had lost any ability to utter sentences.
“That’s it… roll with it,” he said, getting a little breathless himself.   We were silent for a while, lost in the pleasure.
“Clenching… wow…starting…”
The power went out.



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My Valentine 2012 Part 4 In my mouth


If you missed the other parts of Simon’s story, click here

Part 1 – Planning
Part 2 – Hotel Picnic
Part 3 – Slow Sex

— Part 4 In my mouth
Wednesday, February 15th

I didn’t hear him leave.  I woke up about 8:45 am.  He had left me a very sweet note on the desk, saying he’d had a great time and I was welcome to come back if I could deal with him being distracted.  I worried about what he would say to our friend… he told me to write what he should say and he’d stick to it!  Ha ha!  I texted him a sentence about how I am not a troll and we had fun.  He said that looked good. 
I dressed and gathered all my stuff, feeling especially fuzzy and scattered from lack of sleep and all the emotions in the night.  I packed and took everything out to the car except my suitcase.  Then decided to go back and get it, just in case something happened and I could not go back.  I drove home intending to go right to bed.  I ended up taking care of emails, reading blogs, checking work email etc.  I finally got to bed about 3 pm and slept until Sis called me at 5:15 pm.
I texted Simon, told him I was thinking about his amazing hands.  He sent back a smiley.  Then said he would be back in the room between 9 and 10 pm, most likely on the late side.  Hubby ordered a pizza and I had a couple pieces.  I texted Simon about 8:30 pm telling him I was heading out.  I drove back to the hotel.  
Just as I was arriving about 9:30 pm, he texted that he was arriving too!  He pulled in as I got to the door and I opened it and let him in.  I handed him the key card and he opened the hotel room door.  I set down my stuff and he enveloped me in a big hug and a couple of kisses then said he was so tired and still had four things to do!  I stepped away and settled in the far corner of the bed with my computer.  I told him I was not going to distract him, but that I was available for distraction if he wanted.  He thanked me and went to work at the desk.  
Periodically, he would flump down next to me on the bed, close his eyes for a few moments, then grab me for a kiss.  He’d smile as if he was being recharged, then go back to work for a bit.  Four or five times he did that!  It was so sweet!!  He said he was talking to our friend online.  He told her I was very smart and using an Apple computer!  That was certainly discreet.  
Finally about 12:30 am, he admitted he could not see straight and needed to sleep.  I took off everything except my underpants, and he was already under the covers with his eyes closed.  The second I hit the bed, he rolled over and started kissing me, pausing to say, “I am sooo glad you came back tonight.”  
He proceeded to stroke me, get at that spot on my back again and then work his way down to put his fingers inside me.  I asked if he could put his mouth there, and he agreed heartily.  He pulled me down to the edge of the bed and hugged me, than pressed me to lie back and attacked me with his mouth, expertly sucking and biting and plunging his tongue inside me.  It felt amazing and my hips went wild.  He crawled back up my body and kissed me, then asked what I was thinking, and I said, “Juices.  Yours, mine, together.”  He nodded and smiled.  
He came back to lie beside me and we talked a bit more, then I decided to return the favor.  He asked me what I was doing, and I said, “I was going to get cum in my mouth.”
He gasped and closed his eyes as I made my way down his body, nibbling his nipple, kissing his belly button, then taking his shaft into my hand, blowing on him, licking then sucking him deep.  I used one hand to twist him up and in, then the other hand went to his balls and finally to his ass.  He seemed very surprised and pleased.  I asked if he could see what I was doing and he said no, he could only feel right now and it was incredible!  He got a little flustered, warning me that he was going to cum… and I hummed in ascent and his hips went nuts, fucking my mouth as I sucked him in deep and he came.  It was easy to swallow and press a finger into his ass in the same rhythm, which I did until he softened.

I worked my way back up his body and kissed him with my mouth closed but in a way that offered him an open-mouthed kiss if he wanted to taste our mixed juices.  He opened his mouth tentatively, then pressed a tongue inside me and mmmm’d.  
He stayed very still and I sat up beside him, leaning against the headboard.  He said, “That was the hardest I’ve ever come in my life.  I can’t move!”  
He chuckled.  I told him he didn’t have to move.  He stayed there for a long time, holding my hand, telling me stories.  He finally got up to clean up, and prep for another 7 am start, then came back and cuddled under the covers, talking about karma and how bad things happen to people who are mean to him, and I shared my stories, too.  He said he’d try not to wake me in the morning, but I told him I’d like to kiss him good bye.  He asked if he seemed the same in real life as online. I said he was much sweeter and better looking.  He smiled.  I asked if I was and he said yes, but less silly!  He hugged me and I stroked his face and chest until he fell asleep.  I dropped off about 2:30 am with a big smile on my face.  
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FFF – Charged

Here’s this week’s Flash Fiction Friday Challenge
from Advizor54.  Pop over to his blog to see what he and other bloggers made of this photo!  
Key word: Charged
Word limit: 160 +10 for every orgasm you helped with this week 
Extra credit: Tell us how you earned your extra words


“Is that thing charged up?”  he asked.
“Yes… finally!” she replied. 
“When should I start?”
“Now would be a good time… oh!” 
“Okay, got it.”
“Thanks!  Let me up…I want to see.”
“I took quite a few.”
“Ooh!  This one… it’s perfect! Send that one!” 
“What are you going to do with it?” 
“Post it to Facebook… ‘by mistake.’”
“No way!”
“Way! Ha ha!” 
“Sure he’ll see it?”
“Oh yes… he has that… what do they call it now?  Special friends… pings him every time I post.” 
“Think it will work?”
“I hope so.” 
“Cross my fingers for you.”
“You don’t mind.. me showing off your chest?”
“Nah… it’s fine. Don’t tag me, okay?”
“Ha ha… no problem.”
“He’s not going to beat me up, right?”
“Nope.  Not his thing.”
“Hang on… I need to…” 
“What?” 
“Kiss you.”
“Right now?”
“Yes.”
“Just kiss?” 
“Well… no.” 
“Ha ha… better get started then!” 
“Maybe a few more photos… for me.”

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FFF – Hazy

Here is this week’s Flash Fiction Friday challenge from Advizor54: 

Word Limit = 300 words

Key Phrase = hazy

Extra Credit = Figure out who’s taking the picture, or, tell us where the husband is. 

Please pop over to his blog to see what he and other bloggers wrote!  



I don’t get stage fright.  No, sir.  Not me.  I’m an old hand at this acting stuff.  I eat a banana, I read over my script.  I hum the songs.  I am not nervous.  Except for the last 10 minutes before curtain.  And it’s not nerves, I’m just…antsy.  I’m ready to go and it’s not time yet and why can’t it just start already, you know?  It’s the last night of the run… I should be over this after six performances.  

So I decided to take a few photos in the Green Room.  Catch people changing into their costumes, doing their make-up, lounging around, and making out!  

It’s so fun to see who hooks up back stage.  Last show, it was Fred and Amy.  Everyone got an eyeful when we came off stage and they’d lost track of time.  He has such a nice ass! We had a debate about whether they did it on purpose to make their love scene look hotter.  She certainly looked freshly fucked!  The director told them to go someplace else in the theater if they’re going to get all frisky.  

This time, Amy has chosen Rachel!  Amy likes to smoke so she goes up into the balcony lounge.  It’s gross… can’t imagine her doing that to her throat right before the show!  It gets all hazy up there, but I decided to see what was up.  I was worried they’d toss me out if they saw me snapping pics, but Rachel was really showing off her assets.  And Amy was relaxing in her favorite way.  They were teasing the new guy.  Yum.  Maybe I can get a photo of them mashing on each other at intermission.  Hee hee.  I shouldn’t show those to you, but what the heck?  You won’t tell anyone, right?  


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FFF – Light





                          Flash Fiction Friday Challenge from Advizor54
                          Word = Dark or light (but not both in the same piece)
                          Word Length = 300 for 1, 150 for 2, or 75 for 3
                          Extra Credit = Where did she go to college?



I was late for work… took too long in the shower fantasizing about that sexy blogger… again. Ooof… his posts set me off every time!  This time it was about light bondage… not my thing but still hot to read about.  Thank goodness for pulsating shower heads!  

I usually leave before the sun comes up, but light was pouring in through the bedroom window as I threw on my clothes and searched for my boots.  

There were muffled voices from the room next door.  My roommate was usually long gone to the office.  Hunh.  She wasn’t in when I got home last night… maybe she had company?  She was meeting a guy she’d found online… I was very curious to hear how that went.  The sounds were a sort of answer if he was still here.  How wonderful!  

I had a steady boyfriend and wanted her to find someone so we could double-date and she could be as happy as I am!  Greg had been so good to me lately… I think he’s going to ask me to marry him.  She hadn’t been on a date since we graduated from Rhode Island School of Design three years ago.  She said she was too busy getting over that graphic artist from Charlestown and starting her own interior design business.  Our friends fixed her up but she didn’t like any of them.  I wonder what made this guy different?  

I picked up my boots and planned to tiptoe past her door, but it was open!  I was transfixed by the sight of my room mate blindfolded… nearly naked and… my boyfriend sitting on her back!  Tying her ankles!  WTF?  I hurried down the hall and out to my car.  I sat shaking… Everything began to make much more sense!  


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FFF – Frantic

This week’s Flash Fiction Friday challenge from Advizor54 
Key Word:  Frantic
Word Limit:  234
Extra Credit:  Involve something from quantum theory or Martha Stewart’s latest cookbook.

 Click over to “Free Advice is worth what you pay for it” to see what he and others wrote! 
If the photo speaks to you, join in!  

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I adore running – early morning air burning my lungs, muscles stretching, 
the beauty of the sunrise… and being with other runners, pacing each other.  
Sometimes I flirt. I never carry through, but I like letting her know that I 
notice her womanly charms and if things were different, I’d find a soft spot 
and ravage her!  
Sarah is a serious athlete.  But sometimes… she has wild ideas and I can’t 
resist joining in.  It’s a hot summer morning – even the first rays of the sun 
baking us.  She got this twinkle in her eye and said, “Let’s run naked!”  I 
chuckled and hardened at the thought of seeing her lithe body in all its glory.  
She winked, peeling off her fashionable top, daring me to join her.  
“There’s the tunnel… it’ll be cool and dark.  Let’s leave our clothes, run to 
the end and back!  No one is around!”  She was bare as she finished her 
entreaty.  I gawked, realizing I had to man up.  I tossed my clothes on the
pile.  She took off yelling, “Race you!”
It was exhilarating, the air rushing over my man bits, her gorgeous backside 
ahead.  I was frantic, worrying about cars, that it might be cops!  But I kept 
following her amazing ass.  As we reached the far end she called back over 
her shoulder, “Catch me and kiss me!”  Best incentive ever!
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Blog Chain – Best Sex

Hello Readers!

It’s time for a brief break from the Philip & Sassy Long Distance Romance Dance for the eighth round of Prowling With Kat‘s Blog Chain, a delightful monthly exercise in posting on the same topic with a bunch of sexy bloggers.  For January we are posting about “the Super Bowl of Sex (best sex ever).“

The best sex ever?  Hmmm… it’s tough to say!  

Before I met Philip, sex was something men did to me and I waited for it to be over.  Men never paid attention to whether I came and I thought nice girls didn’t participate much, or let men do certain things to them, i.e. I was an idiot!  Philip changed all that.  He concentrated on me, taught me how to be an equal partner, and made it okay to enjoy myself and please him!  I finally understood what all the fuss was about!  In trying to find ways to keep a long-distance relationship sexy, I’ve learned so much reading blogs and looking at tumblrs… searching for things to send him.  But which time with him was the best?  I thumbed back through this blog…and decided to point you to the first time we saw each other… 37 years after we broke up as teenagers!

It takes three posts from explain… please start with this post and then read the next two! (click “newer post” at the bottom left)
http://samesassygirl.blogspot.com/2012/01/visit-part-1-finally-face-to-face.html

Also, please go read the other smoking hot entries of this month’s Blog Chain!  Marvel at bloggers taking off in different directions from the same starting point!  Leave comments!   Find new blogs to read!  Enjoy! 

If you missed the other monthly entries, pop over to the blog chain posts for 

Many thanks to Kat and Ryan from The Ashley Madison Adventures of a Regular Guy Gone Bad for their work setting this up and making it happen every month!  Be sure to read their blogs!  You’ll be glad you did.  Consider adding them and all the chain bloggers to your blog roll so you won’t miss a post.  

BLOGGERS!  Please join in with your own sexy entry next month when the topic is “Love.”  You know all about that, yes?  *cough 
Kat makes hopping on the blog chain gang easy and fun.  Here’s how it works. 

-Sassy

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FFF – Invitation

Flash Fiction Friday Challenge from Advizor54
Required Phrase:  Invitation

Word Limit:  300 words
A blogger invited me to lunch. I’m not going.  No.  She’s in town to see another man. It makes sense –  I don’t cheat – but… it stings.  Lunch is a good offer – not just coffee, something special.  But not dinner.  No chance in the darkness to…anyway… I get too nervous.  But I’ve never seen her face, even after all this time together online.  I’ve seen many parts of her body in her blog, heard her voice, read reams of her writing – time to put it all together.  Worth an hour.  

She was at a back corner table, gave me a quick hug and backed off but not before I could get a big dose of her incredible chest!  This could be trouble.  We talked easily.  She held my hand when the stories got tough.  We laughed and laughed, dishing about fellow bloggers.  She spoke just as she writes, perhaps a bit bawdier!  It was so amazing not to filter… she knows my secret. And I know hers.  

Too soon, I walked her to her car, parked around back.  She reached for one last hug.  I pressed her against the car. She settled into me.  Finally she stirred; I had this intense feeling of panic and loss and chemistry.  I grabbed her hair. She beamed and I kissed her – deep, fierce… tongues, teeth.  She squeezed my ass and snaked the other hand between us to rub my bulging cock.  I rolled my hips, twisting her nipple until she trembled and moaned into my mouth.

I stared, panting.  “You should let go.”

“You should get in,” she cooed.

“You know I won’t…” I answered.  She kissed me on the nose and opened the back door, motioning to the huge back seat.

“I know you will,” she replied.  She removed her dress, revealing the “lucky black bra” and stunning cleavage men all over the world drool over on the internet.  A couple of steps and I could bury my face in it.  She wiggled her eyebrows and winked!  Sassy girl! I accepted her invitation.

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FFF – New Year

“…But what will it say to the Average Joe? Will it make him to go see it?” my boss asked as we sat around a conference table with the promotions team for the new spy thriller.  

“He’s about to rescue another damsel in distress!” shouted the ad sales guy who had picked out the photo projected on the screen.  

“She’s an assassin and he’s leaving her behind to die,” added the graphic designer who  preferred drawings to photos.   “Look at her shoes!”

“There’s something kinky about the chain… don’t know if legal will go for it,” piped up the boss again.  

“What?” the graphic designer asked.  “It’s already in the movie.”

“Oh, you know… um… never mind.  He’s always been into hints of salacious stuff,” the boss backed off.   I coughed to stifle a giggle.  I felt a hand on my leg… squeezing, stroking higher and higher under my skirt.  I turned to look into the beautiful eyes of the layout artist.  He winked.  

“I need to see it with the text before I can decide,” he added.  He had a thing for fonts.  

“But is it worth it, to pay for the set up?  I don’t even like it that much,” the boss sighed.  “It doesn’t show the actor they paid millions to attract people.”  

“We need to be fresh, not so literal,” the ad sales guy replied.  “Everyone knows who is starring in this,” he pointed out.  “Make people wonder what he’s up to.”

The boss looked out the window, never a good sign.  It was his attempt to look deep in thought, but he was trying to get out to make his tee time.  

The hand reached my slit, tracing it, teasing it over my underwear.  “I’d like to talk more about the chain..,” he whispered in my ear.  I tried to shush him with a stern glance but his leering grin made me smile instead.  He blew on my neck.  

“Let me see the next one so we can finish before the New Year?,” the boss grumbled.

“This is the last one,” the ad sales guy replied.

“Merde!” the boss exclaimed, thinking it was more posh to swear in the language of his Montreal roots.  

“How long do we have the room?” the boss asked me.  He could open his calendar on his iPad, but it was always easier to ask me.  

“Five more minutes,” I managed to answer, despite a finger sliding under my panties and inside me.  I squirmed in my chair, sliding down just a bit.  I stared at my sweet tormentor.  

“Well, okay then.  Let’s ask for a mock-up of this and the boat one, by Tuesday,” he decreed.  He grabbed his tablet and bolted from the room.  I made notes while the others filed out.  

“I need to talk to you… in my office,” font king said as he rose, licking his finger.  

Are you going to rescue me or I should I assassinate you?” I kidded him.  

“Yes, and more.”  

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So that’s my take on this week’s Flash Fiction Friday challenge from Advizor54:
500 Words
Key phrase = “New Year” or “New Year’s“

Pop over to his blog to see what other bloggers and he wrote about the photo.   http://advizortoall.blogspot.com/

-Sassy

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Balcony Back Door


Thursday, December 29
12:26pm
hiya kid.  I’m thinking of you, hoping the miles are rolling along and the weather won’t be too bad. 
Had a fabulous day at the beach yesterday… I love the shore in the Winter! 
Just got word that my pal the Marine is on the ground in California.  Woot!  Much relieved.  Feels like I’ve been holding my breath the entire time he was in Afghanistan and now I can let it out!
1:04pm
wish I was with you… rubbing on your knee and gazing at your smiling face and watching the scenery. 
8:49pm
Had a nice Thai dinner with my gal pal.  Hope you’re almost there…
10:50pm
Phil: Safe at home. Cigar and scotch to unwind. Nice.
11:02pm
Yay!  Thank you so much for letting me know. 
Long day?
I missed you… my mind was racing with scenarios.
11:07pm
Phil: we left at 5. got here about 8. not bad. Just needed some me time. Was nice to have half hour to unwind. Gym in the morning will help.
Making lobster mac and cheese for New Years Eve. Yum!
11:25pm
Oh my…
having a gang over?
11:32pm
I’ve never had lobster Mac&cheese
got lots of lobster yesterday… lobster bisque and casserole.
Sooo good
11:35pm
Phil: Had bisque yesterday too. Was fabulous.
11:35pm
Any idea why your old girlfriend from high school tried to friend me yesterday?
11:52pm
Phil: I have no idea. May have seen you on my friend list. Get a lot of friend requests that way.
11:52pm
your friends list is locked, as least to me… Just wondered… no biggie.  Not going there. 
So you enjoyed your trip?
12:09am
Phil: Got to spend time with family, saw a lot of friends. It was nice. Short time in NY but it was enough. Almost got to see that guy from choir but could not make it work. Just not enough time.
Tough staying at Mom’s – Sally and she just grate on one another.
12:21am
I am trying not to say what I am thinking. 
You worn out or want to see a sexy photo?
12:23am
Phil: Never too worn out for that
12:28am
emailed it 🙂
12:37am       
Phil: Not wanting to open 🙁
12:40am
Oh, dear… hang on

12:40am 
Phil: Attachment won’t open
12:44am 
Tried to email again as a document… see if that works. Ah, we really test the boundaries of technology!
12:46am       
Also ended up attached to the last FB message somehow… geez
12:47am 
Do you have a camera with a timer on it? 
12:50am
Phil: I do

12:51am
Phil: Cool pic. Another fantasy.
Always wanted to do that with people passing by unaware of what was happening above them.
12:52am
Living on an upper floor is good for that…
The guy reminded me of you…
12:54am
Phil: Yea, hard to see up there unless you have binocs and are looking. Used to watch this all the time when we were abroad. Lots of people doing lots of things on balconies 
12:54am
You naughty boy…
12:55am
Phil: Hey, they were in public
Actually had a girl finish, she was on top, and waved in the Caymans. Hot as hell. She was putting on a show
12:57am
So you would wrap your arms around me… let me back into you…
12:58am
Phil: Or just hold your hips and guide you on.
12:59am
Then move…
1:01am
Phil: Yup, pull almost all the way out and then a deep hard thrust
1:02am
Oh, man… I am so wet… just from you typing a few words…
I would be tilting my hips, feel your hips on my ass… damn.
1:03am
Phil: Does not take long in that position.
You would get a cum bath out of that
1:04am
Phil: Mmmm… fill me up…
I might have to turn around and get on my knees and clean you off?
1:06am
Phil: LOL, ooh, I like that. Might get a mouthful out of that. Now I need to hit the shower again
1:06am
I mourn for all that cum you send down the drain…
Sleep well, sweet man. 

1:07am
Phil: You too!
1:08am
Think of me.
1:09am
Phil: I will!
1:10am
Kneeling at your feet, deep throating with my hands on your balls and my finger in your ass…
1:16am
Phil: Ummmmmmmm
1:19am
Grab my head… fuck my mouth, Philip.
1:28am
Phil: Mission accomplished. Relaxed and ready for sleep. Nite.
1:29am
Nite, kid.