Sigh.....

Ever have one of those days where all you want is to have a mind numbing, toe curling, orgasm?

All you want is to feel your vibrator buzzing on your clit. It feels so good. You relish in it. You feel it building inside you. Your mind starts to wander to someone. Someone who turns you on. You smile and start to moan. Your hands move over your body. Hitting all the right places that make you hot. You know you are getting closer and closer. You love what you are feeling at that moment but you know the finish will be fucking amazing. You don't ever want it to stop. You start to say things that don't make any sense. You moan and moan. So close now. Closer and closer, and closer. Omg Omg Oh my GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yeah, it's one of THOSE days.........

Just sayin......

AN IRISH BLONDE IN A CASINO


An attractive blonde from Cork , Ireland arrived at the casino. She seemed a little intoxicated and bet twenty-thousand Euros on a single roll of the dice.

She said, 'I hope you don't mind, but I feel much luckier when I'm completely nude'. With that, she stripped from the neck down, rolled the dice and with an Irish brogue yelled, 'Come on, baby, Mama needs new clothes!'

As the dice came to a stop, she jumped up and down and squealed...'YES! YES! I WON, I WON!' She hugged each of the dealers and then picked up her winnings and her clothes and quickly departed.

The dealers stared at each other dumbfounded. Finally, one of them asked, 'What did she roll?'

The other answered, 'I don't know - I thought you were watching.'

MORAL OF THE STORY -

Not all Irish are drunks,

Not all blondes are dumb,

But all men...are men.

In trouble AGAIN!!!!!

I don't live in Texas...I live in Michigan!

I'm making friends..learning my way around. I'm going out Saturday night to listen to a band..the lead singer works with me, we are friends..the place the band is playing is called The Blind Pig. Today, I suggested those of us going to the show should wear sun glasses...nod our heads back and forth like Stevie Wonder and sing "I just called to say I love you". (bad blind joke I know) The show is not until Saturday night, I have already been told...

"Behave or I will put you in the closet!!!!"

Scott.Lee is alive and well and living in MICHIGAN!!!!! (and he's much shorter than he told us and kind of balding too!!!!)


*wonders if this closet will have a urinal????*

Kiss Goodbye

Ya ever wonder why? Ya ever wonder what next? I guess I kept hoping.. but after these few weeks I've finally come to realize.. even though I hate to.. I gotta say goodbye...

Kiss Goodbye - Little Big Town - Little Big Town Videos

Him...

Laying on the couch my thoughts wander to him. Him who I know only from pictures, a voice over the phone, words on the computer screen. I imagine his voice and I start to get aroused. My hands move to my nipples, I feel them get hard under my fingers, I moan. I think of things he has said to me. Things he knows gets me excited. He knows me better than I know myself. He knows the right things to say to me that will take me to a place only he can take me. A place I never knew existed before him. A place he told me was possible to get to with his words. He starts off slowly, speaking quietly, telling me how much he wants me. He tells me to put my vibrator on my clit. It feels so good. He tells me he is going to take me to that place. I get more excited. I want to be there with him. I feel myself get hot and wet. All I can hear is the sound of his voice. His voice telling me to let go. My hands wander over my body. My hand moves to turn the vibe up to a higher speed. I jump. He hears the hitch in my voice. I can hear his smile. He knows I am getting closer. He builds on it. I feel my pussy dripping. I want to feel his hands on me, his cock inside me. He knows he makes me feel things no other man has. I feel myself getting closer and closer. Nothing else matters. Nothing but his voice and my excitement. I moan louder. He keeps talking. Never stopping. He tells me to let go. Let it go. I am so close, so damn close. I hear him getting more and more aroused, which makes me in turn get more aroused. His voice, omg his voice. I feel myself reach the top and then he says the one thing to me that takes me over the edge. I start cumming, calling out his name. Over and over I cum. Not wanting this feeling to ever go away. He won't let me stop, he controls me. He tells me when I am done. Just when I think I can't take anymore, I cum again. I can hear in his voice he is close. At that moment, nothing is more important to me than his orgasm. But he won't stop. He tells me I am not done yet, he is not finished with me yet. I scream. I feel my pussy gush. I feel nothing but that. Then I hear him start to cum. I call out his name again. I love this feeling of knowing I made him cum. He cums so hard. I smile. He says fuck fuck fuck. Then he says baby, come back. Come back to your room, come back to your bed. I lay there breathing hard, spent. We lay there, each in our own beds. Seperate, but connected. I open my eyes, I am on the couch alone, but I smile remembering. I can't wait to hear his voice again...

Puddin...

She carefully settled between his legs.

His arms were resting on the arms of the lounger and that’s where she placed hers over his. He felt her auburn hair fall over his bare chest as she laid her head against his shoulder.

They'd had a day filled with friends around the pool. It was a ‘back to school’ get together for the Sr. Class. They wanted to start the long awaited year off with a party … the same way they intended to end it.

The lights under the water was helping both of them to finally relax … everyone was gone. Parents were in bed. Now it was their time.

She laced her tiny fingers between his as she felt him start kissing her neck. He had been spending time with her long enough to know what made her slowly get that little ache. Because of the way she was snug between his legs, he could feel her press against his dick when she would rotate her hips to apply pressure on that ache.

She tilted her head to the right, her long hair fell to the left. Expertly, he placed his teeth at the tied cord holding her swimsuit top in place. With a pull, she felt her top loosen. Keeping her hands with his … he placed their hands over her breast. Immediately, he could feel her hard nipples touching his palms.

She loved grinding against his hard dick, feeling him push back at her … teasing her. Sometimes she couldn’t keep her hands off of it. To a young man, there was only one thing better than touching your own dick … that was for a female to touch it.

As his breathing began to quicken, she lifted her hands from his, leaned forward and stood beside the lounger. She couldn’t help but smile as she made eye contact with him. She knew that he caught her looking at how his dick was tenting the front of his shorts.

She placed a hand on both sides of his hips, lifted her left leg and straddled the lounger. His eyes never left hers as he lifted his ass and she pulled at his shorts, pulling the front away from his stomach to clear his erection.

Feeling her warm hands take hold of his tight dick, his heart raced. He watched as she traced her lips with the head, pumping just enough to place a coat of precum. She couldn’t resist licking her lips, tasting him. She turned her cheek and watched as he gently rubbed the thick head back and forth over her face. She could feel the night air hitting the trail of delicious slick on her skin.

She held his dick to her lips. The tip of her tongue slipped from the head and traced the underside. She put a kiss at the base and started back up, swirling her wet tongue around the ridge. As she pressed her lips to his dick, her lips parted and took him inside her mouth with a sweet suction. He watched as she gathered her hair and pulled it to the side for his viewing pleasure.

He glanced over to the patio doors to make sure the lights were still off inside. He noticed an unopened pudding cup on the side table next to them. As he pumped in and out of her pretty mouth, he reached for the pudding and opened it. She never lost time.

She felt him reach for her hair. He lifted her head causing her to release him from her mouth. She couldn’t help but laugh as he placed the pudding cup at his dick. She helped him dip it into the pudding and then he put it back to her mouth.

She began to lick and kiss his chocolate coated dick slow but deliberately. He fucked her mouth as she cleaned the sweet coating of pudding and precum.

They both knew he was getting close to exploding and she knew she wanted him deep inside her when it happened. She pulled away from his thrust, lifted to her knees and pulled her swimsuit bottoms off, dropping them.

As she positioned her body over his hips, he took his cock in one hand and dipped the head back into the pudding cup. The head was coated again. He placed the pudding cup beside the lounger, took his dick in hand holding it up for her to mount.

She let a squeal out as she felt her hot pussy spread and take the pudding inside. Not only did her pussy feel soft and warm as usual, tonight it was creamy. She kept her hips rocking as she laid over him, reaching down for the pudding cup. She sat up and brought the pudding to her tits. He took over the fucking as she put pudding on her nipples.

He sat up, placing his arm around her, grabbing her ass. Her arms went around his neck as she rode him. He began to suck and enjoy removing the pudding from her breast. There was enough heat in her that the pudding was oozing from her as she moved on him.

He held her in place as a puddle of her juices and pudding was forming in his hair. This puddle was just in the right place to be splashing at her clit. He felt her squeeze him as she began to cum. Her movements became rough for a minute then began to get a smooth calmness about them.

She hung on as he swelled, then released deep inside her. His cum mixing with her and the pudding. He felt her muscles tighten as her body milked him. He continued to massage her ass until his dick stopped pulsing as it emptied.

… sometimes I still hear someone yell, “ Hey Puddin!” … I just smile ... <){

Dream, Fantasy.. or Reality?

You know when you are on the verge of waking up but not quite there yet... or have you ever been there.. when a dream hits you that is so real, you can feel everything that happens, and it feels so real.. mmmm just so real.

I had one of those this morning, a very sensual, very sexy, very well let me share it with you.. I haven't had one of these for a while.. God it was so real..

We were laying in bed, my hands over my head, our hands entertwined, he was kissing me, his lips brushing mine. Moving back and forth, tongue thrusting into my mouth, teasing mine. Bodies pressing against each other, feeling the hair on his chest on my nipples. He moves down and starts kissing my neck, mmm and then down to my breasts, feeling the hair from his goatee tickle as he moves down. Light little kisses over the tops of my left breast, my nipples both pebble up so hard, waiting for what was to come. His hands still holding mine, me wiggling and grinding against him, moaning from his teasing. Then feeling his mouth take my nipple in, his teeth nipping lightly, just enough to send tingles straight to the core of my pussy. Juices flowing. So hot... then his tongue flicking across to sooth the sting. Causing me to groan and wiggle more, feeling him suck that nipple in, tongue constantly moving, then he moves over to the right one, wouldn't want it to be jealous would we? Oh God, more pulses straight to the core of me, feeling the juices flowing, the pressure building, moaning and arching up, climaxing from having him playing so expertly with my nipples, cumming so hard, the juices gush out, squirting all over his thighs and his hard cock.

Feeling him grin against my right breast, knowing how much he's enjoying what he's doing to me, and me knowing just how much it is affecting him. Feeling the pressure of his desire against my thigh. He is not done yet though, he nibbles his way down my stomach, taking little bites as he goes, then soothing those with his tongue. Working his way down, then kissing over the mound of my pussy, tongue flicking across my clit, teasing me. Working his way down, using his thumb on my clit, fucking his tongue in and out of my pussy. My body arching up, grinding against his face, my juices flowing again, soaking his face, dripping down his chin, then moving up and locking his mouth around my clit, making me scream out as I as I feel the pressure building again, moving down to tighten my stomach, knowing he can feel me tensing up for that explosion.

Then him moving up over me, feeling his cock brushing against me, teasing the lips of my pussy, plunging into me, moaning out about how fucking tight it is.. filling me stretching me, oh yes so good. Adding to the sensations already building, that with only a few thrusts of his cock, I finally explode all over him. Squeezing him so tight, pussy walls pulsing around him, squirting around his cock, dripping juices down his balls.. soaking his thighs, the bed, everything. Squeezing him so tight, its massaging the cum right out of his balls, he feels it building, gritting his teeth, grinding against me, moving as much as he can, then feeling him swell even bigger inside me, and his moans growing louder, all he can say is yesss yesss oh fuck yeahhhh... as he cums so hard deep inside me, our juices mixing. Cumming inside me. Oh so real.. Bodies shaking, him laying gently on top of me, kissing me softly, tasting myself on his lips and tongue. Feeling his lips nibble on my throat. Our hearts pounding, starting to slow... breathing starting to ease.. Oh so real... Have you ever had a dream so real, you can feel it, taste it.. I had one this morning. *smiles*

The Perfect Mango Martini!

As some of you know I am involved in a local bar ... more than just a customer...

Suppliers and waitresses are always coming up with different concocktions to keep it interesting... The Mango Martini is not something new ... but I highly reccomend them.

This is our secrect ...

Some good Vodka

and

some Rose's Mango Twist

some grapes ... those are the magic for me !
... you pour equal parts Rose's Mango

to equal parts Vodka

over crushed ice into a shaker ...

shake it shake it shake it ...

pour it into a martini glass ...

toss a few grapes in it ...

I am not much on drinkin but I sure enjoy gettin those little grapes after they have soaked in that Mango stuff ... enjoy !

Shay in Alabama ...

Me...

Fizzle makes cowboy smile...

TX. For years ladies have had the bath salts, bubble baths and the wonderful 'fizzle balls' ... well 'fizzle balls' or no longer just for women says a Cowboy in TX.

Usually, one could find him in the shower allowing the hot water and soap to run down his body. On occasion, when he had a play mate over he would find himself in the tub, surrounded by bubble bath of her choice.

The TX cowboy received a package from a lady friend in OR. In it among the goodies, he found a wrapped 'fizzle ball'. He placed the 'fizzle ball' on the side of the tub knowing his daughter would probably use it.

After a long day of riding outside in the cold, he decided to soak in a tub of hot water and have a drink to unwind. With his eyes closed, he was laying back in the tub and started to place his drink down. He heard a little 'kerplunk'. As he continued his soaking, he could smell the aromatic 'fizzle ball' but he stayed in place. Not wanting to move his aching body.

A few minutes passes and he felt something. *blinks*

The wonderful 'fizzle ball' had floated and fizzled its way between his legs. The area that was being fizzled by the amazing 'fizzle ball' was his balls ! His eyes opened and he stayed real still. *coughs*

The TX cowboy highly recommends this for those lonely baths ... but ONLY for those guys that are in touch with their feminene side.

God bless 'fizzle balls' ...

Yes, I am looking for a good time...

Heard this song today, and it fit how I am feeling...Enjoy...

It's Friday ..have a bottle of wine or two...

"Sometimes when I reflect back on all the wine I drink
I feel shame. Then I look into the glass and think
about the workers in the vineyards and all of their hopes
and dreams . If I didn't drink this wine, they might be out
of work and their dreams would be shattered.
Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this wine and let their
dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver."
~ Jack Handy

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may leave you wondering what the hell
happened to your bra and panties. (or your horse and your stetson)

Is this the One??

Scotty, wanna dance?

Who Are You When I'm Not Looking - Blake Shelton - Blake Shelton Videos

Invisible.....

Sure would be nice to be able to read your posts Mr. Scott Lee. I love that Blake Shelton song. Makes me think you've been looking in my windows... watching me dance around in my stocking feet.... eating chocolates... cooking breakfast in my nightgown... listening to music in my chair with a smile on my face and a cat in my lap. Take care, baby.

Endings

I guess for every beginning there must be an ending... *sigh* Would be nice to have a clue what's going on... least a goodbye, kiss my ass or something... oh well... such is life on a computer huh? *smiles* Life goes on folks.. live each day, love well.. and just take a day at a time..

WEDNESDAY...aka

HEAD DAY!!!!!

Blah

Ok, well here i am once again. It snowed and had freezing rain last night. So now no satellite dish, cause I am thinkin, there is stuff on it. But is on my roof, and I have no ladder sooooo, maybe it will be all melted when I get home from work. Also have a icky cold and feeling crummy so i thought i would whine to my friends here to gain a little bit of sympathy. grins...thinking Scottie could come bring me some chicken soup and take care of me.....

why can't weekends be longer.....

an oldie ... but a goodie ...

Friday Funnies

Hi ya all,

Well this is my attempt at Friday funnies...enjoy!

Beginnings~

Some say winter is a time for ends, the leaves fall off the tree's, the grass turns brown, and things have a habit of being bleak and blah. I think winter can also be a place for beginnings and being reawakened. Such as when someone special comes into your life, and opens your eyes to feelings that have been asleep for a while.. they help you to find things that have been missing for a while, bringing back those feelings of sensuality that you thought were gone, and learnin that your sexuality hasn't disappeared forever, but only been sleeping for a while.

It could be someone you've known for a long time, and just happened to start talking to and getting to know better, or someone you've just met, that helps you see things that weren't there before... it's talks online that last for hours about everything and nothing, finding out what you have in common and what differences make things more exciting. Then it's phone calls, listening to the sound of his voice, making you tingle in places that haven't tingled in a very long time. It's learning what each has experienced, or want to experience, in life, love, sex *grinz*... whatever topic... nothing too far out there.

It's wanting to touch and be touched, wanting to feel his hands stroking down your back in a hug, feeling his hardness pressing into your stomach, knowing he wants you so bad.. he can taste you. Feeling his kiss for the first time, his breath catching in your ear. Watching him cum for you, knowing you caused that excitement... and you cumming from that knowledge, from his pleasure.

How about it, is winter a beginning for you *winks*?

with pen in hand...

For a good while a few of us have tossed posts and comments back and forth. A lot of different personalities around here.

Let's try this ...

I am going to start off with a sentence ... someone post the next rhyming line as a comment

and take the poem in whatever direction you choose. Only one line at a time and no back to back posting.

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In eighteen hundred and eighty-six ... the fair haired maiden needed a fix;

Snow at Scott's ... kinda

Winter

Am I the only one who think winter is highly overrated? I am so over it already. I know it's only January, but Spring has to be right around the corner right?? I am ready for baseball! Either that or I just need a man to help me forget about it....

do we still do Friday Funnies????

Tuesday Tune

All I can say is Wow...

Pamper time....

Just wishing our Cowboy a good surgery. We all know he'll do as everyone tells him this time. *cough* Let that sweet Kalli spoil you.... You'll be in my thoughts and prayers even though it isn't serious stuff ... as you would say.
*tight hugs* See you when you wake up!

Tray's Quiz

How well do you know Tray?

http://www.quizyourfriends.com/take-quiz.php?id=1101031331233193&a=1&

Just *grinz*

How well do you know Sue/cusisusie/cussie

http://www.quizyourfriends.com/take-quiz.php?id=1101021857296078&a=1&


Ok so this is my first time posting here. Thanks for the warm welcome everyone!

So I made up a quiz about me, and Scottie said I should post it here so, I am. lol

So for my first time here i hope it works!

Scott Who?

I found this on Drench's Blog ... try it .... then do yours ... Class has started.

http://www.quizyourfriends.com/take-quiz.php?id=1101021628244557&a=1 are http://http//www.quizyourfriends.com/take-quiz.php?id=1101021628244557&a=1