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Wicked Wednesday: Games

Black and white drawing Breaking Point 2 topless woman

By Ebel (http://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/21988) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Do you want to play a game with me?

Let my body be the board…

Your fingers the pieces…

Your lips the dice…

And there are no rules for where you move.


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TMI Tuesday: Sexy Secrets

picture of a dolphin

By Elelicht (Own work) [CC BY-SA 3.0], via Wikimedia Commons

1. Do you have a special place you like to have sex regularly?
Hmmmm….in bed is always good. I also have a few pieces of Liberator furniture that are quite fun to fuck on.

2. What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever done? The scariest?
The hardest thing I’ve ever done was put my dog down 2 years ago. He was such a sweetheart, but he had nodules all through him, and was on a lot of drugs. He got to the point where he wouldn’t take them (in cheese, which he never refused), and then he stopped drinking water, and I knew it was time. The vet had a room, and I got to spend time with him, and then he died in my arms. It was horrible and hard, and I still miss him.

The scariest thing I’ve ever done … there are a lot of scary things I’ve done – one of them was flying back home in a propeller plane in a raging blizzard. It was pre-9/11, so the cockpit doors were open, and as we were (finally) landing the auto voice started saying “Pull UP! Pull UP!” We circled the airport for almost an hour before they let us land, and I have never been so thankful to be on solid ground.

3. Are you annoying?
I can be 🙂

4. A person whom you’ve had “the hots” for a very long time tells you they are super attracted to you. You spend a few hours together and the sexual attraction is overwhelming. You are dying to have this person as your lover. At the moment you are highly aroused, and he/she wants to have sex with you in a church, would you do it?
Well, that depends. In an empty church? Sure, why not?

5. While in the middle of the best lovemaking of your life, if your lover asked you to squeal like a dolphin, would you?
I don’t know. I’m pretty willing to do just about anything, but I think that request might make me die laughing.

Bonus: Are you good in bed?
I would say most definitely yes.


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Wicked Wednesday: Coffee

woman drinking coffee with two imaginary men

By Marco Castellani (Flickr: Schizophrenia) [CC BY-SA 2.0], via Wikimedia Commons

Driving down a dusty road at dusk, it’s time to stop
My eyes are growing weary as they follow the blacktop.
The tears are causing prisms as they well up in my eyes
If I were to be in a wreck it’d come as no surprise.

Now up ahead I see a sign and I choose to pull in,
The neon from the diner draws tattoos upon my skin.
The parking lot is empty but for three late model cars,
And dust upon their bodies shimmers brightly like the stars.

The bell above the door rings softly as I step inside,
Not many there to see the tears upon my cheeks have dried.
There’s not a lot of clientele, and so I take a seat
Upon a tattered stool I take the load off of my feet.

The waitress brings a coffee pot and motions to the cup,
I nod and watch the ember liquid as it fills it up.
I curl my fingers round the mug and stare into the dark,
The tears are welling up again, for you have made a mark.

I never drink my coffee black, so now I add some cream,
And then a pack of sugar that dissolves into the steam.
And as I stir the sugar in I feel a tight, sharp pain
For everything that could have been if it were not profane.

I miss your touch upon me when I wake up in the dawn,
Your caress and your whispers that would always turn me on.
The strength of your libido as we’d fuck the day away,
And yet somehow I didn’t have the impetus to stay.

I think about the love we shared and what I’ve left behind,
The way you used to fuck me; our libidos intertwined.
I miss the things you’d tell me that would make me feel so good,
I want to have you back again and be the way we should.

My coffee’s almost finished and my stomach feels full,
I have half a mind to turn back as I feel your longing pull.
I take another mouthful and I grimace at the grounds
What’s left is just the bitterness, as crazy as that sounds.

I leave a tip and go outside and climb into my car,
My heart is torn but going back would be just too bizarre.
I wipe my eyes and start my car, and drive into the night,
My life is like my coffee cup, now empty, but all right.


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Wicked Wednesday: 300

The number 300 on a highway sign in black and white

By Fredddie, Scott Nazelrod, SPUI, Levente Jakab (File:US XX 1961.svg) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Wow – the 300th prompt for Wicked Wednesday! That’s absolutely amazing.

Three hundred is a lot – You could:

– Have an orgasm lasting 300 seconds
– Enjoy foreplay and sex for 300 minutes a day
– Spend 300 hours having sex in a week
– Have an orgasm 300 days of the year
– Make it a goal to have 300 weeks with oral sex at least once (that happens to be just over 69 months)
– Spend 300 months being in love

Here’s to another 300!

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Wicked Wednesday: Pirates

picture of the Jack Sparrow wax figure in Madame Tussauds in Berlin Germany

By Sandra Scherer (Flickr) [CC BY-SA 2.0], via Wikimedia Commons

I could fuck a pirate…looking deep into those smouldering eyes.

Is that a peg leg, or are you just happy to see me?



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