Self Portrait Submission 3

Wow this amazing woman sent has sent me almost enough photo's to do a Thursday Thirteen exclusively on her. In fact she promised me that she would be working on sending me a few more just for that purpose! This photo is one of my favorites of hers, however, there are two more that are a bit more revealing of her sexy back and butt! I decided to hold on to those for a bit, waiting to see if I can do a complete Thurday Thirteen on her! I have recieved a few more photo's of others and I will be posting one a day this upcoming week. So ladies and gentlemen! Here is self portrait number 3. I think she looks stunning, let her know what you think....thanks for your submission! oxoxo

~ Long day on the road ~

Riding the motorcycle through the back roads of America, taking us where ever it may. The day was beautiful, sunny and warm, temperatures were in the high eighties that day. Riding through the hills and curves, trees acted as if it were an umbrella protecting us from the sun. Occasionally stopping at small convenience stores to get fuel or something cool to drink, taking in the beautiful scenery while enjoying our time together.

I loved having my wife sitting behind me, snuggled close, body against mine. I yearned for times like this, when I could hold her close, it was like it was, before we had kids and such busy lives. Even though we were warm, we were together, nothing more pure that being with the person you love. We love spending our time together, is what makes us both happy, it is when we spend time apart that we become fragile.

We had spent the day on the road and we were coming into a small town that had a few amenities including a small motel. The entire trip we had been finding those small mom and pop motels along the way. Spending around forty dollars a night, you can't find that in the big cities. This hotel was painted yellow with red trim, bright and clean looking. The appearance alone looked appealing, a place to call it a day. She squeezed my shoulder, then pointing at the motel, I turned on the left turn signal and slowed down. Turning in the cackle of the pipes caused those at the nearby restaurant to look our way.

Pulling to the front entrance of the motel, I slowed and stopped. Using my heel I pushed down on the kickstand, while she dismounted from the bike. I leaned the bike to the left, turning the wheel slightly as I climbed off myself. My wife always looks amazing climbing off of the bike. The black leather jacket, blue jeans and black boots. One of her sexiest looks is when she takes off her sunglasses, loosening her chin strap, removing her helmet. She then takes her hair, shaking it loose from being held captive in her helmet all day long. She always looks sexy when she did this, not only to me, but everyone else who happened to be standing nearby.

Placing my helmet on the seat, I walked through the door, greeted by the owner, a older man in his sixties. He was sitting behind the desk in his recliner, watching the evening news, the space was small but it was like his home. Like a small apartment attached to an office, his life displayed for all others to see. He was friendly and kind, talkative and curious, wondering where we had traveled from. Knowing we were not familiar with the area, he told me about the restaurant located across the street. Mentioning that it being a Friday night we should go early, the crowds come from afar for their fine dining and entertainment.

Removing our luggage we headed for our room. It was smaller than average, cozy, a queen bed sat along the center of the wall, chair in the corner. It was clean, respectable, our home for the evening. Removing our leathers, we began to relax, wanting a shower she turned on the water. I loved watching her undress, her seductive smile glancing at me as she entered the bathroom. She had that sexy flirtatious walk that she has, especially when she is feeling frisky. Smiling at her I told her that she look good naked. I patiently waited my turn, watching the evening news, hoping to catch the forecast.

After our showers we decided to walk across the street to the restaurant. It was now six thirty and the parking lot was beginning to become crowded. Walking through the door you could feel the eyes upon you, people knowing you we were not locals. The smile of the cute blond waitress followed by her bubbly greeting made us feel more welcome. The restaurant was noticeably decorated by various items, a small stage sat at the one end as well. Musician's photos that were autographed decorated the walls too, we had stumbled into a celebrity hot spot.

Our waitress was you typical teenager working her way through High School. Friendly and informative, telling us to stay into the night. Usually the music started around nine, tables are moved and a dance floor is revealed. Having dinner and drinks we decided to stay and enjoy the local flare. People were friendly, saying hello, asking where we were from, that is when we met Crystal.

Most times than not, I am the one that people socialize and talk with, Crystal was different. She took time with my wife, talking, getting to know her, making her feel comfortable. It was if they were friends that had not seen each other since high school. They had more in common the more they talked. Laughing and joking the more I brought them drinks, it seemed as if they had become very close friends. It was now nine and the small band had taken the stage, everyone began to cheer. Music began to play and the dance floor was now flooded with a sea of people. Grabbing her hand Crystal pulled her out to dance, leaving me at the table to watch.

I would occasionally go out and dance, however, I felt as if I was interrupting. Finding time during slow songs she would make time for us to have our turn together. I loved holding her close, telling me how much she loved me, talking about other couples dancing as well. We also discussed the fact that we found a good place to stop for the night. Soon the song was over and Crystal was acting exhausted, she was sitting at our table with her drink in hand. We joined her for another drink, my cheeks were feeling numb. I was feeling drunk and tired, Crystal suggested that we head outside for some cooler air.

Standing outside my wife mentioned that we should head back to the motel, then she unexpectedly invited Crystal to come back with us. I knew I had been drinking, however, I knew I wasn't drinking that much. Did I hear my wife correctly? My mind was still trying to process what I had heard, shaking my head to clear my mind, I looked up and they were walking hand in hand. Giggling and laughing as they leaned on each other. I quickly followed them, watching intently, not believing what I was seeing.

As we walked into the room my wife kicked off her shoes, Crystal followed her lead. I entered as if I didn't exist, unsure if the ladies remembered that I followed behind them. My back against the door, holding it closed, waiting patiently as they stood at the end of the bed. That is when they kissed, like two young virgins kissing for the first time. Their lips touching softly, both wanting to savor every moment.

Their bodies moved slowly as they undressed each other. Kissing and touching, bodies reacting with every move. I had always dreamed of watching my wife with another woman, now it was becoming reality. I could feel my heart pounding, a portion of me was jealous, someone else sharing such a close intimacy. The other part of me was excited, seeing her react, enjoying something so much, watching her eyes sparkle. That is one of the most enjoyable parts about our own sex lives, watching her expressions. Her expressions are as satisfying as the orgasm itself. Trust me I love to cum, however, the satisfaction of seeing your partner in such ecstasy is just as gratifying. So I just stood there, taking it all in and enjoying the expressions of my wife. I could also feel myself getting excited, they kissed slowly removing their clothes, each piece revealing both of their beautiful bodies.

Now naked, Crystal was using her body, guiding her to lay on the bed. Kissing and touching as they lie down, hands exploring, bodies quivering. As Crystal explored her breasts, gently taking her nipples into her mouth, her back arching, biting her lower lip. I could see she was enjoying what was being done to her, then she looked at me, knowing that she was finally fulfilling my fantasy. As Crystal continued her journey over my wife's body, I could see her muscles twitching. Craving for more, purely enjoying the new adventure.

I began to slowly undress while I walked across the room, leaving a trail of clothes as I went. Finding my place next to the bed, sitting in the chair, stroking myself as I watched. My left knee was touching the bed, a birds eye view, within a arms reach, I sat and watched. The excitement on my wife's face was amazing to watch, seeing her enjoy this was more enjoyable than I had imagined. I could tell that Crystal had her on that edge, teasing her making sure that she really wanted to go over that edge. Now begging and asking for her to make her cum, I stroked myself harder. Crystal did not look at me once, totally into my wife, I found this absolutely amazing.

Suddenly my wife arched her back, taking a deep breath like she does, reaching out grabbing my knee. I could feel her fingers digging deeply into my flesh. Letting out a loud expression of relief, her body shook, her toes curled, her abdominals quivered. Between the sight of watching her and the touch of her hand digging into my knee, I was quickly overwhelmed with pleasure. Releasing a large quantity of fluid, shooting high and far. Some landing on her hand, some on my stomach. The warm fluid was now running down my hand and leg.

My wife turned to me and smiled, leaning towards me for a kiss, reassuring me that she still was into me. Crystal slowly kissed her way up to her lips, now both lying down next to each other. My wife was now ready to return the favor, kissing and touching, exploring. I continued to sit there, watching my wife smile, enjoying her little experiment. What a perfect way to end the long day on the road.

~ Thirteen Sex Toys ~ Some meet the extreme!

For some reason today I decided to research sex toys, in light that many of you own the typical vibrator or divulging a little bit deeper. I decided to find a couple of my favorites. I also found some that push the extreme and raised my curiosity of the equipment available. Some of the prices were quite alarming, however, if you can't get it from the opposite sex, I suppose some of these would pay for themselves. So Happy Thursday 13!

1. The Bunny~ This fabulous little toy, some of you may own. I find it fun to participate and use myself. Especially with all the different settings, you can really drive a girl wild with this thing. 2. Glass Dildo~ The shape of this is very interesting, it works on both men and women. The glass makes it easy to clean, sterilize, etc. etc. The other nice thing about glass, put it in a bowl of warm water or hell put it in the refrigerator. Talk about adding an element of surprise. 3. Bondage Kit~ If you don't own one of these kits, go buy one. It is fun to restrain the other person, leaving their hands just out of reach. Just when they want to grab you, they get frustrated, adding to the excitement! 4. Liberator~ These series of pillow wedges make positions slightly easier. It is fun to experiment with these things. It seems to put her in the right position, hitting those special spots that women like to have hit. Just remember though, it does take up space and its hard to explain to your guests, when the kids pull it out to use as a hot wheel or monster truck ramp! 5. The Swing~ OK one of the guys on the fire department has the swing. According to him its great. Now that he has kids, he uses it in the basement. I remember his first house, they removed the ceiling fan and had an eye bolt hanging from the ceiling. The swing gets used at his fire department parties as well. Sometimes its scary to go to his house, your never quite sure whats going to happen. 6. Rocker~ I have never seen this one before, now the rest of the toys get interesting from here on out. I understand how this would be used. It looks fairly comfortable, it functions similar to those ez glide rockers, however, the dildo moves up and down as well. I suppose this would be a great boy replacement once in awhile. I wouldn't mind watching this being used. 7. Saws all~ If you have a man into tools, this may be the toy you want. I assure you that it will simulate rough sex..lol. I have heard of these being used at bachelor parties and the strippers charge $20-25$ per use. Talk about a money maker! 8. Contraption~ This had some type of contraption name. I guess this type of machine offers many variety's. Where would you keep something of this size, the guest room? 9. Cesar Love Machine~ I found this interesting with his and hers attachments. It never ceases to amaze me the things I seem to find. Again where would one store this thing? Next time I see a machine like this in someones home I will know what it is. 10. Pogo~ That's right, a pogo stick with a dildo attached to it, what will they think of next. I wonder if they will be selling this at Wal-Mart! 11. Trap~ This thing caught my attention. I see what it can do for him, I dunno it just doesn't do much for me. Although I just found my next picture, maybe she would enjoy putting him into it now! 12. Strap on~ That trap thing might be fun for her if she used this on him while he was trapped like that, don't get any ideas honey! Make her boy whine and cry while she gives it to him for a change..lol. It is also fun to watch women strap this on and attempt to get the rhythm thing down. If lesbians really buy these things, why wouldn't you just want a man?13. Oral sex seat~ Just looking at this thing makes me laugh, what is appealing about sitting on a toilet seat? I understand that she sits on it, he crawls into this and eats her out. But the whole toilet seat thing, actually freaks me out!

Happy Thursday Thirteen!
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~ Wordless Wednesday~ Sexy Self Portrait Submission 2

Last week I asked for my followers to submit their own self portraits to me. This beautiful woman contemplated this project. Knowing that it is strictly anonymous she submitted several photos to me. Thank you for allowing me the opportunity to show everyone how beautiful you are, I love how creative you were not only with the pose, but with the lace as well. Readers what do you think?

I am lifting the specific pose requests, if you are so kind in sending me sexy pictures of specific body parts, such as legs, feet, cleavage, backs, shoulders, I will submit them into daily blogs. If you so wish to submit a complete body picture, you are welcome to do so, however, I would like to keep the photos nameless. Again I would like to keep your identity strictly confidential. Thank you to all who have submitted their photographs, you all are very beautiful women!

More Wordless Wednesday

TMI Tuesday

1. What do find is the most exciting part of a new sexual encounter?
Its been so long that it is hard to remember, I would have to say the thrill of the chase. Once the person agrees to go to that next step, its the exploring of the other persons body. Watching it react to your every touch.

2. Do you have "a most exciting part of a sexual encounter" with a usual partner?
The most exciting part is warm up period. Everything that is done during the warm up pays dividends when the encounter occurs. The most exciting place for encounters would be balconies....so much fun to stay at hotels with balconies...;)

3. How open and honest are you about your life with someone you just met?
Take a look at my blog, this is my life, be careful if you just meet me! I know shocking isn't it?I am a open book.

4. How open and honest are you about your life with someone you work with?
I am a officer at the fire department. I am fairly open about my kids at work, never talk about the wife or sexual experiences. Unless of course we have a homophobic firefighter, then we all suddenly become gay. The guys at work don't need to know everything.

5. How open and honest are you about your life with a casual acquaintance who lives in your neighborhood (or the parent a your child's friend or...)?
Oh god, my neighbors think I am in the gutter all the time. We have the bible mom across the street, I think she is scared that her kids play here! The other mom next too her, keeps telling my wife to take me home. At the bus stop every morning I honestly think that when they see me coming its "Oh god hes home today, get ready here he comes."

Bonus (as in optional): Define a "normal" as in "normal relationship" or "normal sex life".
A normal sex life for me is sharing everything I have with the woman that I love. If you trust your partner, you should trust to do anything thing that they want to do sexually. I am not afraid to push those boundaries and try something that I have never tried before. I have not found anything that I haven't enjoyed. This curtails back to the normal relationship. It is because of my relationship with my wife that I am able to have this kind of sex life. No holds barred. Communication, friend, lover, commitment, a inseparable bond, that is what creates normal!

Other TMI Tuesday's

Self Portrait Submission 1

This beautiful picture was taken by one of my followers. I like the briefs she wore in this picture, she looks amazing! She should be extremely proud that she was able to submitt a picture like this to a complete stranger, knowing that several other strangers will be viewing a very private part of her. Thank you for taking part in my portrait challenge. I greatly appreciate your courage and think you look absoulutely amazing, don't the rest of you agree!

~ She's the one for me ~

Life takes us in many directions, roads to with unknown destinations. Hoping that we choose the right road, wanting a journey that you would be willing to share with your best friend. Someone to laugh with, cry with, creating lifelong memories.

Working as a paramedic I was partnered with this amazing girl, sharing a ambulance with each other either 36 hours or 48 hours a week. Neither of us wanted a relationship with the opposite sex, neither of us wanted the burden of catering to someone else. We wanted to live life, have fun, enjoy the people that we were, both comfortable where we were in life. Many times we talked about others at work, how they were dating, disagreeing with the mixture of dating and work. It seemed like such a bad combination, what happens when the relationship ends. How do you cope at work, it just seemed like too much drama.

It was your typical Friday night and I was bored sitting at home, knowing she went to her parents for the evening, I decided to call her. She agreed to stop by, knowing where I lived because we stopped by my apartment many times before. When she arrived at my apartment a friend of mine did not stay too long, a bit annoyed that I invited her over. Being a typical male I began finding something for her to drink, not even thinking that woman did not like beer. My bar tending skills had a lot to be desired, making a kool-aid and vodka or rum type drink. It was horrible, gracefully she took the drink and attempted to be appreciative. That evening she spent the night, not a big deal, we would sleep a foot apart from each other in the ambulance.

When I was younger I had a filter, I was unsure how to approach woman, unsure how to progress sexually and emotionally. Lacking confidence I did not know and was not aware when to take opportunities with women. I had plenty of opportunity, just never quite knowing how to approach certain situations, I let them pass by me, not wanting the drama.

One evening while on shift with the ambulance, we were in the area of my apartment, deciding to stay there, watching TV, waiting for our next call. We both sat on the couch with each other, enjoying our friendship that we had created, both falling asleep on the sectional. When I woke she was lying next to me, close enough that my testosterone got the best of me. I sneakily moved my hand in position to touch her breast, nervous to get caught, I approached with caution. As I placed my hand on her breast, I felt her arm trap my hand in place. She too was not asleep, leaving me in a position, thinking that I was now in trouble. My heart was pounding, fear raced through my body, however, I was curious and comfortable with her enough to finally

It wasn't long after that when we decided that we did not want the drama of a relationship, we wanted to be friends with benefits. Something new for both of us at the time, totally against both of our beliefs, willing to move forward in that direction. The moment that we got off work we at my apartment, enjoying our new found benefits. Things were very passionate, I remember being downright exhausted every time. Sleeping and waking to repeat everything that we had previously done. In the conspiracy of our relationship, trying to keep it from those we worked with we would even drive separate cars to work. Always arriving at work directly behind one another acting as if nothing were going on, it wasn't until almost 6 to 7 months later that people figured out that we were a couple. We even quit being partners in an attempt to defer the obvious.

I always knew she was special to me, afraid to commit, I would treat her as if I didn't want her around. Telling her that I needed space, never intending to be serious, because that is what we had discussed and agreed to. I was not that into her, so I thought. Finally she was tired of my go away, then calling her because I was lonely attitude. I had said some mean things, tired of the drama, she says she had written me off. The thing that neither one of us ever wanted was happening, drama was taking over our lives.

Returning to my home state, I guess in someways to escape the reality of my relationship. I became sick and very lonely without her. I found myself picking up the phone, calling her, telling her basically that I missed her, however, I had to leave a message, not knowing if she would return my call. Fortunately to my surprise she did call, glad and excited, cheering me up. I looked forward to getting back home, although, I was also scared. During our conversation she told me that upon my return, we were going to have to talk.

Fifteen years later we still find ourselves having talks, conversing today like we did then, sharing and expressing the roads in life that we want to experience together. Still hoping that we are choosing the right road for our journey, not afraid to take a risk, unknowing where the journey is leading us. A journey that I want to experience with my best friend, my wife.

Self Portrait Challenge Update!

In attempt to repeat what I started last week, I asked for you take a photo of yourself and email it to me....I will keep you anonymous and discreet. So far I have received several very creative photo's. I need a few more so I can make this be part of my next weeks Thursday 13! If you have not submitted a photo, I could really use your help! Stand next to mirror or have a friend, no faces please, snap a side shot and be creative. Color or Black and White! Clothing preferred, however it is optional. Express yourself, live a little! If you scroll down through my post there is another example. I have seen some very creative photo's.

I have always wanted to be my own photographer, wanting to become a boudoir photographer. I would love to help women show their attributes. We all hide and cover up our bodies, sometimes being afraid to show what we have. We are our own worst enemies when we look into the mirror. Now is the time for you to feel good about yourself, reveal your sexiness, you may be amazed by some of the comments that we will receive.

I love watching Carson Kressley in how to Look Good Naked on Lifetime. Taking a girl off the street and turning her into a very confident woman with her own naked body. I want to do the same thing on here with photo's. Please join the journey and lets show your portrait!

~ 13 Thoughts I think about when looking at a woman! ~

Since I have only received two photos from a fabulous home model, I can not post 13 photo's from the photo challenge. Instead I will posting 13 Thoughts I think about when looking at a woman. Now in my defense, I will have to say that I am feeling a bit frisky today. I know I am not normally in the gutter, however, today I may end up in the sewer. There is no particular order to our thoughts, but many of these thoughts run through our head while admiring all of you! Happy Thursday 13.

1. Attractiveness- First of all, if you're attractive to me, you will get the look over which will include most of the following 12, plus many other thoughts that may be related to the following.

2. Hair- The way your hair looks is very important, is it up or is it down? How does it lay on your neck. Is your neck exposed, revealing that you want me to go there eventually. Do you push your hair aside when you look at me, giving me a better look at your smile, intentionally getting me to stare at you more. Is it curly or straight? How would my hands feel running your hair through my fingers? And last but not least, how would your hair feel around my pelvis.

3. Dress- This tells me a lot about a woman, simply how she dresses. Is she conservative or the workout outfit kind of girl. Both kinds drive me crazy, amongst many other types of dress. I can tell a high maintenance or the down to earth kind of gal. Meanwhile all the time I am undressing you while you stand there, curious about what kind of underwear your wearing. Wondering what it would be like to eventually peel those clothes from your body!

4. Breasts- Some men look at your breasts all the time, I do take notice, unlike most men the smaller the better for me. It really doesn't matter though, I like them either way, I just prefer the smaller over the bigger. The one thing that I really notice though is fake boobs, just doesn't turn all of us on, in fact, many times its a turn off, especially if you made them bigger than your frame size. I do visualize breasts all the time, nipples, sucking on them, OK I better stop now!

5. Ass- Like many women I look at asses when you walk by or behind you, sometimes I can see if your a thong girl or not. Sometimes when your looking at certain asses, I can visualize you bent over taking it from behind. It is just who I am, very visual and you know that, I can't help myself from imagining these things. Many times I visualize anal sex as well, many women don't ever give that up, so I always want what we can't get.

6. Camel toe- This is really a mans word I think, I dunno maybe women use it too! When a woman has pants just painted on and when she is not looking we look down to her pussy. Looking closely the pants are many times folding into the folds of the pussy. Leaving a nice little notch with your jeans or other outfits. This gives us more imagination about your pussy. We are also constantly wondering if you shave a little or a lot. Always visual I remind you, constantly looking.

7. V-Neck Shirts- I love women that wear v-neck shirts. When you bend over it gives me the best view of your breasts.I love the way they look, its a nice view, turns me on, do it more often.

8. Smile- Damn that's all you have to do, smile and men think you want us. You may being friendly, but we take it to the next level. We also like to see the mouth that our lips may be pressed against, the very lips that we may taste your sweet taste from, very sexy to just smile. We can't help wonder though, how you would look with our cock in your mouth. Especially with that cute smirky, you want to be naughty smile. Yeah that's the one I am talking about.

9. Neck- OK personally I love a woman's neck, as I mentioned before with the hair, it really highlights the neck. I like the line, I can always imagine sucking and kissing on the neck. I can also visualize receiving a blow job and your neck is elongated taking me all in. I dunno what it is, I find the neck very sexy as well.

10. Hands- I take notice on your hands as well, do they look well manicured. Do you have your nails done? How soft they look, how would feel against my skin. How would your hands look wrapped around my shaft. OK this is getting me all worked up!

11. Feet- Hmm always kind of liked feet. I like the arch and the texture of feet. I like nicely manicured feet. I can imagine putting the toes in my mouth and sucking on them while it drives you crazy. Then just then after your all giggly and squirmy, working my way up to my next favorite.

12. Legs- Oh my, I love nice legs. Well defined and just well taken care of legs. In the summer I always think about kissing my way right up to that wonderful little area that all of you like us to run our tongue around. I love looking at how soft the skin is on your legs, from the ankle all the way up, I think about my tongue finding its way.

13. Back and Shoulders- When your wearing that little black dress and your back and shoulders are exposed. All I can imagine is pulling that strap aside and kissing your shoulders to your neck and to your back. It also gives me a good visual of what your back may look like when it is arched. A huge turn on for me.

OK my wife is always wondering what I am thinking about, maybe now she will quit asking me! Most men including myself are very visual people. If you ever wondering what were thinking about, we are thinking about sex and women! Now that I have shared all of this top secret information I will be imagining more, since its going to be a long time after she reads this.

Thank you for reading my Thursday 13!

~Wordless Wednesday~ Passionate !

Project Self Portrait Challenge

In attempt to repeat what I started last week, I am asking you to take a similar photo of yourself and email it to me....I will keep you anonymous and discreet. If I happen to receive enough photo's...you may be part of my Thursday 13!

Stand next to mirror, no faces please, snap a side shot and be creative. Color or Black and White! Clothing prefered, however it is optional. Express yourself, live a little!

TMI Tuesday...My first TMI

1. What is your favorite charity? Do you you give your time or just money to that charity? People are always calling for money. I give to the church, yeah, I do go once in a while....lol...scary isn't it! Never give money to the police or fire telemarketers, they say its going to you local fire or police, but it doesn't, it is usually a state or national group looking for funding. When I ask for them to send the information, then they get all huffie, I explain if they are truely with public service they understand my concern! Most of them Hang up.

2. Describe your bed. What side do you sleep on?
Depends on the day which bed that I get to sleep in. My bed at home is kingsize, pillow top. Lots of blankets, two pillows, two body pillows.Standing at the foot of the bed, I sleep on my right! When I am at work, I only have a twin bed there. Pretty plain bed, I have cheapo twin bedroom set that I bought for bedding. Every day I pull it out, unroll it, and secure it on the bed. Hoping that I get to sleep in it. If it is a real busy night, I will snag an hr or two in the lazy boy.

3. How important is a partners kissing ability?
Very...I am sure when I was younger, I was horrible. I feel this is something that I have become very good at, I love kissing, it usually warms up the ladies. Taking the lips, tasting, sucking, enjoying the taste of a woman. I love it....especially when you can place your hand into her hair, grasping firmly at the roots. Pulling her head back, taking full control of the moment....its amazing how they give in!

4. Have you ever "taken advantage" of a person under the influence of alcohol? Have you ever been "taken advantage" of while under the influence of alcohol?
Shit I am going to sound horrible here and I am sure that I have never told my wife this, back in high school. I was broken up from my girlfriend, however, she invited me to a party or maybe I just crashed at it...so long ago. I do remember having sex with her and her saying "Aren't we supposed to be broke up" and I recall telling her yes but right now that doesn't matter. We both had been drinking a lot. I know though that both of us were taking advantage of each other, because it was safer than the unknowns.

5. Ever tried to replay the famous scene from From Here to Eternity? How was it?
No...not that I remember....and if my wife remembers and I am wrong.....I will be in big trouble....oh god...now I am worried!

Bonus (as in optional): What kind of birth control do you use?
I am street legal....snipped...fixed...sterilized....however you want to call it!


For more TMI Tuesay's

~ The Other Lover ~

Ashleigh remembers the day she met Bret, standing in line at the grocery store. Both were in the checkout line, patiently waiting, while the obnoxious woman argued with the checker over 32 cents. Bret making a snide remark, under his breath, loud enough for her to hear, causing them to both break out in laughter. It must have been fate that day, meeting in the checkout line, connecting, making a friend that neither will ever forget.

It didn't take long for these two to become close friends, meeting for coffee, sharing a friendship that would turn into a special relationship. Neither never meant for it to go as far as it has gone, but now, they are both deep into a relationship. Both making excuses for their lack of interest in their marriages, using work as a the motivator to meet in parking lots, sharing a love that they have given up on at home.

Today was no different than any other Monday, normally her day off, Bret would make it a point to go into work late or come home early. It was all dependent on her husbands schedule, being a pilot for the airlines, his scheduled varied as well. Ashleigh looked forward to Monday's, they were days that she felt rejuvenated. Bret would listen to her, make her feel loved, something that she hadn't felt at home, her husband would not show his love the way she wanted. She wanted more than he could ever give, Bret gave her that love that she desired.

She had set up an appointment at the local Day Spa for her usual Brazilian wax. She loved the attention that she would receive at the spa, the young woman giving her the treatment was very attractive. She enjoyed her soft hands, gently applying the hot wax to her. It hurt, but it was a good kind of pain. It was so sensual, every time she could feel herself getting wet, not knowing if she was attracted to Sally or knowing that Bret was waiting for her in the parking lot.

Bret sat in his car waiting, sipping his coffee, patiently waiting for his mistress. Like the sun shining through the clouds, Ashleigh exited the Spa, smiling at him from across the parking lot. He felt a surge of energy throughout his body, excited to see her as well. They way she walked, the way her reddish brown hair highlighted her beautiful face. Her smile was so inviting, knowing that she was happy to see him, unlike the feeling he receives at home. She carried herself well, dressing provocative and trendy, very sexy.

As she climbed into his car she leaned over to kiss him. Her soft moist lips touching his, respecting that they were in very public place, saving the rest for later. Holding hands Bret backed out of the parking lot, heading to their park of choice. Driving down the road, she would place her head on his shoulder, pulling herself close to him, she loved the way he smelled. Wanting him to know exactly how much she missed him. Wanting to make up for lost time, only being able to see each other on Monday's. Bret loved when she did this, he could smell her hair, filled with perfume as it laid on his shoulder, enticing him as he drove.

Pulling into the parking lot, two other cars sat next to each other, another couple meeting there too. Finding a parking spot as far across the parking lot as they could, positioning the car so that the others would not see. Bret brushed the hair away from Ashleigh's face, placing his hand in her hair, pulling her close, kissing her passionately. He loved the way her lips tasted, pulling her bottom lip into his mouth. Sucking her juices, tasting her, not wanting to let go. He felt his body tingle with excitement, enjoying lust and passion that was lost at home.

Paranoid, Ashleigh continuously watched over his shoulder, watching the other car, making sure no others entered the park. The exhibitionist in her wanting to be released, wanting to unleash her desires with Bret. Finally she sees the other woman exit her car, both cars now leaving, leaving them alone in the lot. Immediately she began climbing between the seats, making her way to the back of his Tahoe. Not wasting precious time, she began to seductively remove her clothes, enticing him to climb in back.

As he climbed in back Ashleigh sat there, naked from the waste down, pulling him as he climbed in. Placing her hand on the back of his head, pulling him towards her, kissing him hard, passionately, letting him know what she wanted. He ran his hand up her thigh, reaching her moist pussy. When his finger spread her lips, she was soaking wet, causing his cock to spring to attention. Reaching down she began to undo his belt, unbuttoning his pants, reaching in to pull out his hard penis. Stroking it as they kissed, he now had his fingers inside her. Occasionally looking over her shoulder, making sure no one new had joined them.

The lust was rearing its head, pushing his pants down, wanting him inside her "Fuck Me Bret, Fuck Me." It felt good to be wanted, he positioned himself between her legs, still pulling his cock, she pulled it to her vagina. Placing it on her lips, he could feel her wet warmth, slowly guiding it in. He enjoyed feeling how wet she was, her pussy was so warm inside, like your cold body climbing into a hot shower, relieved by its warmth. She enjoyed feeling the pressure as his cock entered her, spreading the walls of her vagina. She could feel herself wrapping around him, every stroke she could feel the pressure building, wanting that release.

The lust and passion building, with the added element of exhibitionism, they both exploded with each other. Pulling each other close, kissing, sharing their feelings with each other. Collapsing on top of each other, sandwiched in the back seat. Both wishing they could have this much fun at home, neither regretting their current relationship. Suddenly as quickly as it began, a van enters the parking lot, parking a distance from them, they quickly get dressed. A bit paranoid, Ashleigh decides to stay in the back, unsure if it someone she knows. The silver minivan looks like a friends, curious she asks Bret to slowly drive by as they leave.

Backing out of the parking spot Bret turns the Tahoe in the direction of the parked car. Ashleigh positioning herself so that she is not seen, however, wanting to look. Slowly they pass the van, as suspected it was her neighbor as she thought. Then she realized who she was with, and she became filled with rage, her heart raced and pounded in her chest. Bret could see something was wrong, their moment together did not seem so magical now. She was white like she had seen a ghost, Bret now worried for his lover, repeatedly asking her, now concerned.

Quietly with tears she climbed into the front seat, slowly pulling the seat belt over her shoulder. Bret reaching for her hand, she pulled back, the tears were now sobs. Bret suddenly realized the impact of their relationship. Realizing who she must have seen, he started to worry about his own home life, tears welled up in his eyes, thoughts of children, family and friends.

Ashleigh then looked at Bret, "How Could He?" she asked.

To My Valentine

On this money making Hallmark Holiday, we are encouraged to fill the corporate pockets of Hallmark and many other corporations by purchasing cards, candy, flower's and many other items, all in the attempts to express our love for each other.

Do we really need a day that is designated for the people that we love? Can we express these feelings for each other on a daily basis? Is this the only time of year that we express our feelings by taking the other out to dinner or buy fancy items?

To my valentine, I love you everyday, of course some days more than others, however, that does not mean that I love you any less. I truly appreciate having you in my life, I love waking up next to you and ending my day by falling asleep next to you. You are my world and I don't know how I would function with out you, being that special person that I want to share it with. Having you in my life is more than life itself. I look forward to every day that I get to share with you.

We have had a year of many ups and downs, our love for each other is what has carried us through these tough times. I know I have hurt you in many ways, I am sorry for that, thank you for standing by my side, finding in your heart, continuing to love me. Through all my faults over the past fifteen years, you continue to love me and I continue to love you. I want to make at least fifteen more years of wonderful memories.

On this Valentines, I know we have nothing special planned, no dinners or extravagant details. The most important thing about today is that we get to spend it together. Enjoying and reflecting on the wonderful things that make us partners. Enjoying our family, sharing and expressing our love for each other.

When the kids go to bed, I look forward to sitting on the couch, holding you close. I would like to sit there, just us, movie or TV show, eating a bag of chips and dip. Comforting each other as we do, like every other day, the way its supposed to be. Taking that hour or two, sitting, loving that special person that we choose to spend our life with. The person I call my wife, best friend, lover, and sometimes a pain in my ass. That is what makes us "US" and I love that, I love who are and where we are at in our lives. I couldn't ask for more.

To My Valentine: I love you the most! I win!

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~ Thursday 13 ~ Thirteen Sexy Women with Tattoo art

~ Wordless Wednesday ~ My Readers Submitted their Sexy Backs and Shoulders

~ The Letter N ~

Unsure what to blog about, I asked the warden of the house for another letter. She says I have become obsessed with the letters. I agree I have become a bit obsessed with the letter game, however, I like the challenge that it brings for me. Although it seems as if I never have a problem once I reach the gutter. So here it is, the letter N.

1. Nude~ I enjoy being nude, if it were up to me, I could walk around the house all day nude. I like sleeping nude, the way the sheets feel on my skin, cool and sensual. I also enjoy looking at nude women, I know that surprised each and every one of you. So feel free to send me pictures of you nude.:)

2. Neck~ Something about the woman's neckline, how it wants to be sucked, nibbled, I love its taste. I like running my fingers into the hair, locking them in at the roots, pulling the head to the side, the running my mouth along the neckline. I love its taste, the smell of your hair, including the subtle little moans while I feast on your neck.

3. Nipples~ Nipples fascinate me, how different they are, the texture. When they are warm they are so soft and pliable. Once they begin to harden how the aerola begins to shrivel up, the nipple becomes erect, little goosebumps begin to rise. Then sticking my mouth over them, sucking, kissing, warming them, chewing on them. The taste of the nipple also is one of the most wonderful things.

4. Navel~ I really enjoy the woman's navel as well. I like to work my way towards it, kissing and biting along the way. It is also a reservoir for the remnant's of water from the ice cube that I may used on the nipple. I also like to kiss the abdomen around the navel, causing you to tighten your stomach in anticipation for what is about to come.

5. Nectar~ I love tasting the nectar of a woman. Each and everyone of you have your own and unique taste. I love using my tongue to lap up that nectar, kissing, licking, sucking, while you moan in pleasure.

6. Nub~ Better know to us today as the clitoris. I love kissing and sucking the clit, making you moan in pleasure. I also like to run my tongue quickly over it, the way you like it when your about to cum. There is usually nectar found there as well.

7. Naughty~ I know this may come to surprise many of you, but I love being naughty. I don't mind trying new things, whether its on me or you. Naughty is fun, in fact I was trying to promote being naughty by having it on my Harley License plate. I was going have it say BNAUTY, the warden told me that was unacceptable.

8. Nookie~ Nookie is good anytime or anyplace. Nookie can be rough or sensual, depending on my mood. I really like balconies, it is fun to have nookie in public, knowing others might see us. Most likely they don't, but if they do, they can't quite see everything. Leaving a lot to their imagination. I dunno what is your favorite nookie place?

9. Nads~ Otherwise know as testicles, I really like to shave my testicles, leaving them soft, smooth, sensual. It also feels really good while your going down on them, your mouth is so warm and sensual, just don't suck to hard. I also like when you your hand touches them while your mouth is on my penis. It adds to the sensual erotic feelings that I am already experiencing.

10. Nap~ Taking a nap after sex is always welcome if time allows. I like to hold you in my arms, holding your naked body next to mine. My arm and leg draped over you, holding you close. My penis lying on your exhausted body. Falling asleep, hoping to wake and do it all over again.

~ Sexy Back and Shoulders ~

I truly appreciate the woman body, sexy in every aspect, always wanting to investigate and explore woman. The texture of the skin, the way it reacts, the smells, everything about a woman excites me. I love the beauty of their bodies, I love everything about them, always wanting to know what makes a woman who she is, wanting to know why she is different than others.

So I ask of you, to take a photo of yourself, similar to the one I have posted. Make it unique, sexy, make it you! Email it too me, anonymously I will post your picture for all to see. No one will know who you are, I will keep it strictly between us, I will write about what I see or I may simply use it as a wordless Wednesday. Lets all enjoy the beauty that we see in each other. If I receive several photographs, I may post several at a time, like I have done for some of my posts. Let's have some fun, appreciating back and shoulders, email me before Wednesday and I can post one for this weeks Wordless.

Come on, what are you waiting for? Live a little!

Back and Shoulders!

~Thursday Thirteen~ Sexy amateur women that I found on the web!

Working hard to keep up my fine reputation on here, I figured that I could find 13 sexy women that I found a particular website. These are amateur's that choose to have someone send sexy or erotic photos of them into this website so that they can be posted. All of these photos are from the free gallery. If you would like to post your pictures there, let me know, I have always wanted to photograph shots like these. Scrolling through the photos, I found a variety, since some of you have been commenting on my lack of variety...lol. Happy TT.

~ Wordless Wednsday ~

~ Strange Day ~

The kids were off from school, their mother was working, so I decided to take them to Burger King for lunch. The kids were excited to get out of the house, excited to play in the tubes. I ordered their lunch as they found a booth for us, watching them closely, making sure that they were safe. As I sat down, serving them their lunch, specific instructions were given to them about eating, then they were allowed to play.

As they finished their meal the asked if they could enter the loud and obnoxious play area, I agreed. First picking up the table, then taking the trash over to the can, I dumped the tray. Carrying my drink in hand, I entered the room. The kids noise level was almost excruciating. Finding a booth, I sat down with my back against the window. My left leg was stretched out along the bench. My right leg on the floor, always keeping my eye on the kids from my birds eye view.

They seemed to be playing well with others, so I pulled out my book and began to read. Occasionally glancing up to check on the kids. Reading pulled my mind away from the shouting and screaming in the room, lost in words I continued to read. Suddenly my concentration was broken by a familiar voice. A woman that I have met a few times at kids parties, " Ric, how nice it is to see a familiar face here."

I was shocked that she remembered my name, flattered, I smiled and created conversation. She removed her jacket, placing on the bench on the opposite side of the booth. Glancing back at her children, she sat on the bench next to me. I began moving my leg so that she could sit down, she placed her hand on my calf, stopping me. Keeping it on the bench next to her, now bent at the knee. I straightened myself slightly, making a bit more room. Surprised by the intrusion of personal space.

She was very jovial and the conversation was good, talking about the kids, people we knew. She even brought up my wife, mentioning that her husband was out of town on business. That is when the conversation changed tone. Her hand now on my leg, nestling closer, speaking softly she became more flirtatious. Her hand was now not just on my calf, it was slowly moving up to my inner leg. I could begin to feel my sac tingle with excitement.

Knowing what she was doing, she invited me to follow her home so that the kids could play. Looking over at them, she made mention of how well they were playing. Reluctantly, however, like most men, I was intrigued. I agreed to follow her home, knowing the trouble that this could cause. I gathered the kids and we headed to the cars. Disappointed about leaving, I explained to the kids that were going to play at their home instead.

During the drive over, many scenarios were playing in my mind, truly unprepared for what was about to happen. We soon arrived at their home, she pulled into the garage, leaving the door open for us to come in. Excited the kids jumped out racing inside, I followed them in. She then closed the door behind me, following me, she was just as excited like the kids. I gradually took my coat off, placing it on the back of a kitchen chair.

The home was very nice, one of those homes that smelled good, like candles, very homey. Similar to walking into a model home that you wished was your own. Everything in its place, nice, clean and very warming. She was telling the kids to go to the basement to play, leaving us alone. As I complimented her on her home, her reply was, " Its nice, but there a things I am missing." She then asked me if I would like to see the rest of her home.

I began to feel as if I was a teenager over while the parents were away, small tingles ran through my body. Agreeing to the tour, she began by showing me the basement, also another way to make sure the kids were happily playing. I began to anticipate where she was taking me, including her intentions. Amazed by the perfect basement, kids room, theatre and play area we went back to the main floor.

A brief overview of the main floor, walking through, she continued up the stairs towards the bedrooms. A bit hesitant, she reached down, grabbing my hand, pulling me along. Like most tours, she showed me the kids rooms first, very spacious and nicely decorated rooms, each having their own theme. Nice like the rest of the home, not cluttered like mine, everything in its place.

Stopping in the doorway to the master bedroom, she turned, blocking the doorway to the room. Not expecting this, I ran into her arm. Looking at her, I was drawn in, biting her lip, she had a naughty little smirk on her face. Then dropping her arm, allowing me to enter, I did, as she followed. Again amazed by the perfect room, in awe, I even checked out the the bathroom. Reminding me of a resort, again everything was so perfect, again she mentioned that things were missing from her perfect little world.

That is when her hand was placed on my chest, pushing me towards the bed. Walking me backwards, stopped when I got to the bed. She pressed her body close to mine, looking up at me, touching the side of my face. Placing her head into my chest, hearing my heart pound with anticipation, pushing me back onto the bed. Falling on my back, she climbed on top, completely taking me by surprise.

I could feel my cock pressing against my jeans, her body on top of mine, my excitement exposed as she sat on me. Laughing at me, acknowledging my excitement. Her hands were on my shoulders, holding me down on the bed, as if she were a cat that just pounced on its prey. Leaning down she placed her lips on mine, I kissed her back. She giggled with laughter, excited that she had me in this somewhat helpless position, she reached down to the bottom of her shirt. Pulling it up over her head, I was amazed, she was sitting on me, no shirt with just her bra. Then her arm draped across her breasts, while her other hand unclasped it. Her arm holding the bra in place, slowly exposing her breasts.

She leaned down over me, placing her nipple in my mouth. I slowly began to lick her nipple, tasting her sweet skin, feeling the nipple grow in my mouth. A slight moan was heard as she adjusted so that I would not forget the other, giving both of them equal treatment. Then she kissed my mouth, passionately, her tongue darted in and out of my mouth, circling and tasting me. Meanwhile her hands were working on my chest, then up to the side of my face, using her nails to graze my skin.

Kissing my neck, I was lost in ecstasy, feeling her slide her body further down on my legs. Her hand reached to my belt line, beginning to undo my belt, I reached down to stop her, grabbing my hand, she slammed it on the bed. Returning her hand back to my belt line, finishing what she had started. My cock was hard and thick, undoing my pants was like releasing a lion out of its cage. As she pulled my boxers back, I could feel it spring out at her. Taking it into her hand she stroked it firmly, kissing it with a giggle. Then without notice, she took it completely into her mouth, all the way to the base. I didn't even hear her gag, while her other hand grasped my balls, looking down at her, her eyes were looking up at me. Looking for my approval, asI smiled with happiness. With no intention to suck me to happiness, she continued to keep her mouth there, teasing me.

With her mouth on my cock, I could feel her removing her jeans. I could feel the bare skin of her legs against mine, warm, smooth, exciting. Then she took her mouth off of my penis, standing between my legs. I raised up to my elbows for a better look, smiling, she removed her panties. Naked she stood there, staring with that quirky naughty girl smile, her pussy shaved completely, a small ladybug tat on her right hip bone. She reached down, placing her fingers into her wet pussy, pulling them out I could see the wetness. Slowly she raised them to her mouth, sucking her own juices, moaning with pleasure the whole time.

It felt as if my penis stiffened slightly more, I could feel how hard it was, wanting to be relieved, wanting to burst. Leaning over she grabbed it with her hand, squeezing it, happy to see precum, she licked it, acknowledging her pleasure of my excitement. Climbing back on top, she slowly slid me inside. Watching her position herself, so that my cock would hit her most pleasurable areas. Her body began to move rhythmically, working hard to achieve her orgasm, looking down at me with a smile. I could see her pleasure, being in control, taking charge, getting what she wanted. Leaning back slightly, placing her hands on my knees, changing her angle, her beautiful breasts fully exposed, she began to shudder with orgasm. Bursting out with joy and excitement. Her pussy quivered in away that caused me to explode inside her, my ass became tense as I came. Thrusting deeper inside of her, causing her to shudder again, laughing as she threw herself over my body.

Like a blanket she laid on my chest, kissing me, laughing, happy of her conquest. Even though I just fucked her, I began to feel as if I had just been used. Was I just a conquest or was she really attracted to me. Knowing that we were both married, I was afraid to ask. She began to say something when we heard feet of small children, running up from the basement.

Hollers of mom could be heard. Panic surged through both of us, laughing as we both raced to put clothes back on. I pulled my pants up, exiting the bedroom, hurrying down the steps, hoping that I would win the race to the kitchen.