Tuesday, January 30, 2007

A Fantasy of His

Out into the night air and I notice how bright it is, like the glow from a room filled with candles. It's the full moon. Oh My, I thought to myself, this is a hot time. Just as that thought starts to run the table, you stop me, press me up against your truck. OH GOD, I feel your hardness. I'll do you right now! You start to kiss my neck uncontrollably and I think we might not make into your truck, much less to the club. Then you stop, but not before you have got me so wet. You stop, cold stop. Then with a whisper you say, "You know what most turns me on don't you, you know I want to you have him, don't you?. I smile, seeing the moon reflected in your eyes, and nod NO. You laugh. "Of course you do and I can't wait to see you with him." And I think to myself that if I'm the fish this fish god wants, I'll give him a run. Let's see who might catch whom.

Our hands tangle in the truck. You kiss my palm. Then you are sucking on my second and middle finger. Your tongue feels so hot, swirling between the two and then the constant suck. JUST GET ME TO THE CUB, I think.

We drive up to the valet parking, let me out. I expect you will get out. BUT NO! You drive off ! “What the?” I think. Okay, I ‘know the drill’, how to call a taxi, how to have a good time, how to flirt. I pay my cover and enter a sea of beautiful people and electric music. I’m on my own and that’s fun.

The club is an old three story warehouse. The second and third lofts overlook the main floor. I instantly take off for the third floor loft. I can at least enjoy a drink alone develop my strategy. WRONG! There ‘he’ is. OH NO, I thought, not another one like Brent. But yes, I’m AGAIN hot, in a heart beat. Please look the other way, please. But no, he comes right up to me, introduces his fine self. I return the favor. For one hot second I erase all thoughts of you, until, I looked on down on the main floor. THERE YOU ARE! But his arm went around my waist. I become truly wet. You down there, him up here. The two of you? I think so.

You looked up at the same instance he kissed me. And you went hot. Leaving the two beauties on your arm you climbed the stairs. As you reach the third loft you see us walk off. You look in each party room, can’t find us. One of your ladies finds you though. And she really wants what’s in those jeans. As far as I’m concerned she can have you. At this moment I never thought I would find someone like you, but I have. But you aren’t going to let this moment go.

Down on the main floor you see me being taught how to dance, you see his hands on my waist and ass and the look in my eye. As you let your lady fondle your ass your eyes are on me. I look up and smile at you. I do miss your touch. So I intensify my look at him and I pull him down to whisper in his ear. You and I are both going crazy for each other while with other people. Soon, you see me ditch him and wade off into the crowd. You’ve had it, you want me back. I feel that.

As you reach the main floor, I reach the second level. I look up and see ‘him’ looking down at me. Then I look down and see you looking up and smiling. It’s as though I’m trapped. What to do, what to do. Quick to the exit and to the ladies room where I’ll call a cab, then, sneak out and fool you both. I win! WRONG! As I enter the stairwell, I am met by him coming down the stairs and you standing right in front of me. I stare right into your god-like eyes and smile.

The he walks up. “I think we are looking for the same person.”
And you reply, “Yes we are.”
“Shall we?” he asks
The two of you escort me into the ladies room. The girls in there split as fast as they can because they see the hotness in all of our eyes. But this is just the beginning of a very very hot night.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

A Good Hunt - part 4 the sharing

The Sharing…

Her lover took her by the hand and led her to the porch. He whispered his secret wish and she told him how she had anticipated the evening. The creak of the screen door opened to a perfect evening. Clear skies, full moon. Magic happens on a full moon. Teasing, touching to die for and small talk carried on at the porch swing. He didn’t want to bring her to a full boil yet. But she was simmering. It wouldn’t take too much for her to give him everything he could desire. He smiled.

Screen door creaking again, the friend with blankets in hand, “C’mon you guys lets go play under the moonlight.” The friend was assuming a little play would break out…..it would be much more.

Her lover took her over to the quilts, laid her down so softly, and straddled her waist while pinning her hands above her head. The kisses he delivered were unbelievable. While he had her squirming his friend started to remove her fancy little skirt only to reveal the sexiest spider web undies. “Oh my”, the friend whispered.

Her lover let go of her hands and turned around to see for himself; “What we have here is a very hot hot-shot.” He motioned for his friend to sit as he sat her up playing with her panties. The sight of this had his friend in frenzy. “Do you like this?” he asked his friend. His friend answered only by the crazy look in his eyes. Next, he took her blouse up over her head to reveal the same spider web bra, which was so revealing. Now, letting her lean back against his tan chest, he played with her until his friend was begging to have her. She was exposing herself for both of them to enjoy. The moonlight on that glistening body had the friend about ready to scream for it all. The friend plunged in and she arched her back in sheer pleasure.

“Do you want him?” he asked her. She could only moan agreeably. So he let her crawl to his friend. The friend took all of her. Her lover had himself in hand until he could take no more.

“Let’s see how you like these,” her lover said as she sat up on his friend. She arched her back with delight to show off her beautiful body. Her frenzy put her lover in a frenzy to get inside out of the night air.

With her on top her lover massaged oil onto her, onto her body, all over her body. He ordered her to oil his body and to do it right or else. The tone of his voice excited her even more. She loved the slow grind of both of them. She surrendered to both of them with all she had as though she had laid it all at their feet.

Taking and giving all rolled into one pleasurable rush.

It was as much as they all could stand, after some absolutely hard thrusting from both her studs, she moaned and gave a shudder and they finished themselves in a heavy sweat. They lay there enjoying the experience, talking it was the best experience ever. The friend bowed out early but not before he consumed a bit of her. A smile and a kis and the friend was gone. Her lover finished her desserts with long slow motions of his body to die for. When her well was clean he held her close, kissed her face and told her how much she had pleased him. Told her he had never had such a pleasing experience.

Tenderly he welcomed her return to him……

They waved goodbye to his friend from the expansive porch; watched until he was out of sight. Memories of the evening were fresh in their minds. It was a relaxed walk to the train station, laughing and joking. The hunting had been great both in the field and in the mansion. Love and friendships made. They sat facing each other intentionally this time. They made each other smile………………….

STARTLED! She sat straight up in bed! Sweating and breathing hard! She smiled, looked over at his luscious body and stroked the tattoo that guards his back. She started to kiss his backside. It didn’t take much to wake him nor too much for him to proceed with his own desires.

As he looked up at her, he said, “I have a surprise for you today on our hunting trip,” he laughed. She smiled. She knew.

A dream? Yes. Reality? Yes.

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

A Good Hunt - part three

Dinner and dessert…

Birds dressed and on ice, the last thing to do before dinner was to clean up. Walking up the staircase with his hand on her arse she was falling into a sizzling fantasy. He knew it too. “I’ll take over from here”, her lover whispered as he undressed her, placing her gently on his bed. She was still wet from her own pleasuring. He enjoyed her with all his tongue could give. She arched her back fiercely as they played.

Forcefully he grabbed both her wrists and lifted her out of his bed and marched her into the shower. The wild defiant look in her eye told him she did not like to be interrupted. But, as his hands went from forceful to gentle she began to smile, enjoying the way he was washing every inch of her body. He asked her to sit so he could shave her and she obliged. Then it was her turn. He leaned spread eagle against the shower wall while she soaped him from his ankles to his face, with a little extra hand washing of his arse. When he turned to face her she could not resist him, all of him. There was something so exciting about the way she got after it. He groaned with delight. “Ohhhh, there’s really no time for this.” He moaned. “Oh?” she laughed with her mouth full. But she consented to stop, save it for later. Out of the shower they toweled each other off.

His gentle toweling caused her to become very quiet, very submissive. She knew what was happening. His kisses became gentle as though she was a baby. His touches carried the same tenderness. He was handling her like glass, like a precious gift. As he dressed her he watched the delight in her eyes. She was his pleasure. As he held her he whispered how turned on he became seeing her with his friend. “Will you please me, will you let me share you?” he whispered. The smile on her face, the look in her eye, her touch told him…yes. Time slowed as they gazed into each other’s soul. His thoughts were about how best to present her, to show her off. Her thoughts were about pleasing her lover, being his perfect gift.

‘DINNER!!!” the friend shouted at the bottom of the staircase. His bellowing shocked them back into reality.

She descended the staircase; her beauty hit the friend between the eyes like buckshot. She became the main course of conversation at the meal. Both studs flirting, joking, and laughing with their beauty. Carrying their dishes to the kitchen, she accidentally, well, maybe intentionally, backed into the friend. Turning to catch her, the friend threw his arms around her waist. “Oh my, I’m sorry,” he said looking at her lover. “Feels pretty good, eh?” her lover laughed. The friend seemed choked as his arms slowly left her waist, but not before a parting brush to her backside. She pressed into his hand for a hot second. Her lover pressed into her front side as placed his wares in the sink. This made her a delicious sandwich between the two. “Share dessert?” her lover asked his friend. She smiled and squirmed and they were hot! From the front her lover’s hands went straight to her hot spot; the friend began the same from behind. This sent her into frenzy. Two different hands probing in and out, playing with her clit, her lips. One hand was familiar, the other was new, and as good as she thought. “Let’s go out on the porch”, her lover laughed. “You guys go get comfy and I’ll clean up this mess”, the friend laughed back.

It was a hot evening, the locust were humming their song, the screen door opens with a screech and then slams

Tuesday, January 9, 2007

A Good Hunt Part Two

………Early morning

He woke her up by massaging her . He experienced such sensations from the evening before that he could not resist. He was addicted. She swept her long brown hair to the side; smiled at him from the corner of those blue eyes, told him she liked this wake up call. She became excited in an instant and wanted him to enjoy all of it. Slowly he started his enjoyment…. so relaxed. It wasn’t long before she was begging for more. He played. When he felt her relax he played even more. By now she was begging. But he would deny her request and continue his play. He just wanted to tease her. She could not believe his tongue and hands. She was so excited, he tried to take it all. When she calmed he finished himself. They napped awhile then talked about what they enjoy and, what they would enjoy in the coming evening.

Up and out of bed, they hit the steamy shower. “Would you shave me?” she asked. “Not until tonight”, he replied. “Would you braid my hair?” she laughed. “Nope.” he laughed back. “Well, will you play with me?” as she squeezed herself for him. He could NOT let go of that opportunity and didn’t let go of her until she was begging him to stop. He didn’t stop right away. Dried and dressed he hurried downstairs to get his guns, dog and meet her surprise…his best hunting buddy.

She was dressing when she saw a truck heading up the driveway. Walking out onto the porch of the mansion, she gently rubbed herself. Wonder who this is she thought. She was anxious to hit the fields with her lover. Hair braided, dressed, she hurried down the oak staircase only to run smack into ‘him’. He grabbed her and begged for forgiveness. She begged to be in his arms a little longer. Her lover explained this was his hunting buddy and he would join them. The beauty smiled at both of them as though she already knew what was ahead. “I’m glad you like my friend.” he said as they walked to the truck, gazing into her blue eyes. Those blue eyes watched his friend all morning long. A fantasy stirs in her mind.

Finally, lunch. Watching her two handsome men walk up to the truck she could only imagine what it would be like to have both of them. He walked up to his beauty and planted a steamy kiss on her. She loved the way his tongue felt in her mouth…. strong and hot. Of course he pinched her and she squealed just a bit. The friend laughed, until she reached up and planted a hot kiss on him. “Take that!” her lover laughed at his friend.

Little did her lover know his friend had his own fantasy starting to brew. The friend watched her prepare the tailgate meal. Hummingbird arse, he wondered how it would feel. Beautiful ripped arms, pretty manicured hands he could see on his body. What would it be like to run his hands down her body? Would she moan with delight? He thought so. What if her lover kissed the back of her neck and he pressed into her from the front. Whew, he needed to take care of the bulge in his jeans. Need food…….

She watched as they teased each other about missed shots. Anticipation of the possibility of having both of them excited her. She noticed both of them were staring. She was absolutely turned on at the sight of his friend. If the friend only knew how his strong body, dark hair, and searing brown eyes had her hot. Well, maybe he did. How much would she let him have? How much would he take? Take all you want, give nothin’ back she thought. What would be his best move? Could she handle all of him? Thoughts of him undressing her drove her wild. Thoughts turned to action as they walked back into the fields; she pleasured herself with thoughts of having both her lover and his friend. From her head to her feet she felt all of him.
All of this was working out very well.

Thursday, January 4, 2007

A Good Hunt

The beginning…………….


Quite by chance they were seated facing each other. He was headed west for a few days of hunting. She was ‘hunting’ as well. She had long brownish blonde hair and electric blue eyes. His rugged good looks were breathtaking. Stolen looks turned into long hard stares. She noticed the hardness in his jeans growing. She teased him by taking off her jacket to reveal a tight pink sweater. He stared at what was going on under her sweater and smiled.

Suddenly she broke off the stare. “What’s wrong hot shot?” he asked, “Can’t take it?”
“I can take all of you”, she replied with a beautiful smile. He rubbed his jeans, she sat in revealing comfort, just a hint of her showed. He could not take his eyes off of her, any part of her. She motioned for him to come sit beside her. He stood up towering over her for a second so his zipper would be in her face; she ran her hands over him and squeezed just enough. By the time he sat beside her she had run her hands where he wanted. She placed a finger on his lips. He obliged with his tongue. That was not the last time he would hear her moan.

She turned a bit more to face him, swept her flowing hair back. “What are you hunting?” she asked. He couldn’t resist her any longer. “These.” He said as he stared at her sweater and quite to his delight, her body responded. “Come with me?” he asked. She asked him to pinch tighter before she nodded her head yes. The train slowed, they both stood to gather their composure. Suddenly the train jerked to a stop. Thrown together, he held her from behind running his hands down her sides to her arse and back up to her breasts. She melted into him in a way he could not believe.

His mansion was close to the station, so they walked. The closer they got the faster the walk. He could not take his eyes off her flowing hair and beautiful eyes. She could not keep her hand off his arse. Anticipation was building.

With his hand on the base of her neck he whisked her into his paradise. On every wall hangs a trophy bird or fish or four-legged creature. Plush furniture and carpets fill every room. Sunlight turns to prisms through the etched glass windows. His home stirs her soul. Is this a dream?

While he starts a fire she heats up on her own. Slowly she removes her clothes; he does a double take as he looks up from the hearth. So, he just leans back on his elbows and enjoys the show. Twisting and grinding she twirls her ass down to his face. She plays; he plays. Running his fingers down her back, he smacks her arse hard enough to leave a handprint. The stroke of his hand more than once gets them to boiling. Looking over at the small solid game table, looking back at her arse, he smiles. “Perfect fit,” he thinks. Standing up he takes the beauty from behind and whispers his desire to have her. He leads her over to the table. She’s just a bit defiant. Deliberately he bends her over the table, stretches out her arms, and instructs her not to move. “Watch me,” he demands. She doesn’t twitch as she watches him undress then remove four white silk ties from a drawer. He secures her outstretched arms to the top of the table legs. Her legs spread are tied to the bottoms. Pressing his chest to her back he feels her body respond to his sensations. The slow love dance starts with kisses to the back of her neck. Kisses slowly proceed south. With strength and skill the warrior begins to dominate her body, her thoughts. Each move intensifies her desire to surrender more to him. THEN…total surrender. The gates of her temple thrown open, he is welcomed in. Part of him disappears, she appears in his heart.

Delicate treatment of his spoils and tender intimacy continue well into late evening.


.....to be continued

Wednesday, January 3, 2007

Sexiest Men for 2006

Every year for the sistahood I produce a list of men I know who are too sexy for themselves. Some I've had relations with, some not, but sex is not necessarily what makes them sexy. They are men from my life, my job, my fun, they are nationwide, they could live next door to you, hmmm - for 2006 they are:

1. Robb McDonald - my S.O., last year he was ranked 5th, but as my confidence rose in him as a human being so did his ranking. He is honest to a fault, not that the following aren't but hey, he's my lover. Our relationship has reached new heights...or angles....or....whatever. I deserve him.

2. Troy Pearcy - this is where he's ranked forever. Troy and I worked together for years. He's bald, handsome and so sexy. He's a prankster, he's a genius. He's married and he honors that over all else. That's sexy.

3. Brent Gordon - ranked 6th last year. But, I have come to believe the man has a heart to go along with the ability to BOIL the waters he walks upon. A little more age and we'll have the next Bond....James Bond. He looks like Brett Favre if that tells you anything. YIKES!!! He's hot.

4. Rick Cockrum - yes, that's the last name. The sistahood calls him Scrat. As handsome as Brent but as hard to handle as jello or slick-um or something. Funny and smart and a politician, if you ever see him work a room you will drool. He named his boat The Millineum Falcon. I love that boat, for various reasons! Him and his boat are hot.

5. Tony Dorsett - wasn't on the list last year . God, I thought he was just a running back. Whew slick moves baby. Encore!

6. Tom Sapp - wasn't on the list last year. We've known each other for quite sometime through the horse show world. He is so funny and has the deepest heart you would ever want to handle. Besides he thinks I'm funny and he reads all my blogs.

7. Greg Graham - new to the list as well. He's a Sr. VP where I work. When he says hello he calls me by my first name and looks me straight in the eye. Whew....but hey he's married, but I think he's looking. I'm not.

8. Dan Tripps - the love of my life for almost 30 years. We never had an 'official' relationship but we loved each other. Last year he was first on the list. But his life has fallen into the rut of materialism. I think when he asked me for $35K loan I just snapped. Oh well we all have materialistic desires. His need to keep up with the Jones's slammed him down the list. But I love him.

9. Michael the Bike Mechanic - in his own way he has worked his way onto the list. He's gay. I could be his best friend. I bike about 5000 miles a year. I NEED him!

10. Brian Somthing-or-Other. He owns Double Shot Coffee Company. Starbucks sued him about his name for his company, they sued, he countered, he won. He's young and energetic and is a moutain biker. He lives in an apartment with no gas or electric, to save money! It's not a sexual thing that attracts me. It's an energy thing. GO BRIAN!

And there you have it. My ten hot men for various reasons.