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Fuckin' Friday (as Sunshine sez....)

posted 3/20/2009 7:10:56 PM |
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OHT emailed and BEGGED me to post a blog. Unfortunately, all my efforts have had to go into research papers and speeches and my brain is dead. I'm sure you don't want me to post any of those! So, I'm going to repost one of my favorite's old and I'm sure a few of you haven't seen it before...


We met online. Doesn’t everyone these days? We talked a little on IM and it soon became phone conversations. Mostly those were getting to know each other, nothing sexual. Hell, even though we found each other on a ‘dating site’, and everyone ‘knows' that it’s all about sex, little of our conversations strayed to that arena. But, late one night, it was different. Slowly the conversation became erotic. Wow, could he talk the talk. He had me so turned on, craving his hands on my body. I wanted him doing the things he told me he wanted to do to my body. I wanted it so bad. He lived some distance away, just far enough that it would take about 1.5 hours to get here. Circumstances were such that we couldn’t make it happen that night. Or was it my inner ‘good girl’ telling me (screaming at me?) that I couldn’t do such a thing? Well, whatever it was, we didn’t meet that night. Sure, we shared a couple of mutual orgasms over the phone but lately those had become unfulfilling. Having sex with myself and my selection of toys had become mundane. Sure, the orgasms were good but it had become an all too familiar routine that I was tiring of. I wanted to feel another’s hands on me. I wanted his hot breath on my face, my back, my thighs. I wanted. Yes, I did.

The next morning, I couldn’t get him from my thoughts. I thought of what he said the night before. It was on my mind all day. My body could almost feel him. It had to feel him. I threw caution to the wind and called him that evening to see if he was still interested in meeting up. I’d say! He arrived an hour and 15 minutes later. I barely had time to shower and shave. My hair was still slightly damp. I was wearing a silky nightie and matching robe. I had only lit a few candles…in part to hide my nerves and maybe to hide him…did I really want to be disappointed at this point? I heard him pull up in the drive. The butterflies in my stomach were going crazy. Was it too late to not do this? Was this what I really wanted to do? Was I crazy? What if he turned out to be some freak? A mental case? A killer? Thankfully he knocked on the door and I had no time left to let my imagination run wild anymore. I opened the door and said hi. He said nothing. In the low light coming from the place next door, he indeed looked like his picture. Mature yet sweet. The boy next door. Blond and tall. Nicely built, maybe slightly out of shape. Nice. I stepped back so he could enter my house. Still, he said nothing. He just shut the door and then roughly grabbed me. He planted a hungry kiss on me, taking me by surprise. He pulled me to him almost savagely, my feet leaving the ground. He was more than a foot taller than me and he obviously didn’t feel the need to bend down that far to plant his lips on mine. My head swam. I forgot all reason. At some point he released me from that mind blowing kiss and set my feet back on the ground but he didn’t let go of me yet. He steadied me, holding on to my elbows. He looked me in the eyes, smiled his charming smile (oh, I am a sucker for a great smile!) and said, “Hi, I’m Todd…”

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Mar 20 @ 7:25PM  
... it dont end there does it?
Thx lady!

Mar 20 @ 8:51PM  
Um, more?

Mar 20 @ 9:41PM  
But my name is Jim.... you siad you wouldn't tell anyone...

Mar 21 @ 3:05AM  

Surely that's not the end

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