Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Temporary? Shut Down

Due to some information I obtained this evening I am going to have stop posting for a while.
All of a sudden I realize that there are going to be several things in my personal life that I have to deal with first.
My muse, partner, lover has emotionally abandoned me.
I have several questions I have to ask myself and him.
Do the ends justify the means?
What exactly is lying?
What is cheating?
What next?
Am I a fool?
What of the star-child?
I suppose the list could continue, but I'll stop there.

I'll keep visiting all your great blogs.
Until next time....

Monday, November 27, 2006

A Sunny Saturday

The day started innocently enough, but it sure didn't end up that way.
CJ and I were enjoying our first day home together and alone since Wednesday.
I was talking about plans for Christmas and looked over at CJ on the sofa. He was smiling at me, with his stiff cock sticking out of the fly in his pajama pants.
The site of that handsome piece of meat always takes the rest off the world away from me. I stumbled, forgetting what I was saying, a stupid smile stuck on my face, while a come hither smile was on his.
I moved towards him, playing, asking, “Can I touch it?”
As I wrapped my hand around his hard-on I felt that familiar mixture of heat and steely-ness.
I moved my mouth up to kiss him, but he made me bad right away.
“Suck my cock now”, he said firmly.
I didn’t move immediately so he got even more stern.
“Isn’t that what you want bitch, isn’t that what you do? Suck my cock now”.
I got on my knees on the floor in one movement. I was so turned on because of stimuli on so many levels: the sight of his hardness, the fact that he had talked to me so dirty already, my special little fetish was being satisfied because he was pushing through the fly of his pj’s, and the thought of sucking him off.
I was getting wet as I dropped my head down on his cock and felt my mouth instantly filled with his hot meat. I snaked around his shaft a couple times and soaked his cock so my mouth could easily glide up and down. I just let him fuck my face swallowing him deeper and deeper.
I came up to the sensitive cockhead and flicked my tongue across it. I stopped all this briefly to reposition myself, but CJ was on top of the situation, again reminding me, I was his slut. He harshly commanded me to take my clothes off. Again, I didn’t move instantly and he makes his request again, this time louder and harsher. I was only in my pajamas, so without any flare I took off my top and then my bottoms. I stood in front off CJ as he still sat on the sofa, his cock stiff and glistening with the saliva of my blowjob.
His commands continued, he said we wouldn’t be too comfortable on the sofa and said: “Get the bed and present yourself to me”

I ran to the bedroom, through the sheets to the foot of the bed, spread my legs, and took one hand to pull apart my puffy pussy lips and present my whole hot snatch to him. He climbed on the bed and took me fast and hard. It was like a hot pipe rammed into my steaming pussy. I started pumping him like there was no tomorrow. He continued what I call his “whore talk” to me with “That’s it, fuck me like a pro, make it so I don’t have to work, fuck me”
I keep tilting my hips up towards his and I did just that I fucked him like a pro.
He joined the rhythm, it was hard and fast, and it was fucking great. Then he pulled back and started to tease me. He fingered my now soaking cunt; he deftly played with my clit, adding some of his saliva to make his fingers move around my love nub more easily. This quickly made me cum again.
Soon I needed cock again and CJ knew it. He slammed his hardness back inside my dripping cunt.

Our naughty drawer is the lower drawer of my nightstand. Soon after CJ entered me he leaned over and opened that drawer. He pulled out my three-speed vibrator and the Astro-Glide. He lubed up the vibrator, turned it on high and shoved it up my ass. He was slowly fucking me with the vibrator humming away in my asshole. God! How delicious! How naughty! How fucking wonderful!
He easily hit my g-spot a few times and I came for a third time, or was it the fourth? I had lost count by now.
I was being his absolute whore by now. I had sucked his cock on demand, presented my pink aching pussy for him, let him stick my vibe in my asshole, and I had my heels digging into his shoulders as he fucked me.
Yep, CJ absolutely wore me out on Saturday, even to the point of me saying “no, stop” not something he often hears.

Afterwards we showered and ventured out to do some Christmas shopping and have some lunch out.
The whole day seemed sunnier.

A note here readers. I don't have any pics for our latest romp because I haven't been trimming the bush as I should.
I thought about it while we were in the bedroom, but didn't feel comfortable. And it's all about comfort isn't it folks?
CJ should help me soon and I promise new pics as soon as we do it.

Sunday, November 26, 2006

More Advantages

I hope that everyone enjoyed their long holiday weekend.
CJ and I enjoyed our time together and the time with the family.
While I am working on a couple of projects for the blog I thought I would list here some more advantages to sex. If you need some reminders of other advantages I've posted, check it out here.

These are from the November 20th edition of First magazine.

According to study after study, making love improves your health.

Dramatic Reduction In Tension...
Inhaling male pheromones triggers the release of estrogen in a woman. This helps ease PMS, enhances mood, and promotes relaxation.

Increased Resilience To Colds and Flu...
Individuals who had sex at least twice a week showed 30 percent higher levels of immune boosting antibodies.

Natural Pain Reliever...
Post orgasm, the level of the hormone oxytocin soars to five times its normal level, triggering the release of feel good endorphins that help elevate your pain threshold.

Effortless Slimming...
Just one rigorous bout of sex burns 200 calories, the same as running for 15 minutes. Plus it works the pelvis, thighs, and arms and boosts testosterone, which tones muscles.

Just fantasizing about sex eases stress.
People who imagined sexual activities withstood stressful situations twice as long and reported lower levels of anxiety than their less imaginative counterparts, according to a recent study.
At least that's where I hope Dirty Debbie and CJ help you humble readers a bit.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Holiday Sign Off

CJ and I are signing off the blog for now in preperation of the upcoming holiday.
We will spending time with my mother at her house.
We hope that everyone has a joyful and bountiful Thanksgiving.
We'll be back with CBW's, stories, and postings next week.

Monday, November 20, 2006

Makes Sense To Me

I'm sure many of you may already know about this, but I want to make sure as many people find out about this as possible.

Calif. Couple Calls for Orgasm for Peace

By MARCUS WOHLSEN, Associated Press Writer

SAN FRANCISCO - Two peace activists have planned a massive anti-war demonstration for the first day of winter. But they don't want you marching in the streets. They'd much rather you just stay home.
The Global Orgasm for Peace was conceived by Donna Sheehan, 76, and Paul Reffell, 55, whose immodest goal is for everyone in the world to have an orgasm Dec. 22 while focusing on world peace.

"The orgasm gives out an incredible feeling of peace during it and after it," Reffell said Sunday. "Your mind is like a blank. It's like a meditative state. And mass meditations have been shown to make a change."

The couple are no strangers to sex and social activism. Sheehan, no relation to anti-war activist Cindy Sheehan, brought together nearly 50 women in 2002 who stripped naked and spelled out the word "Peace."
The stunt spawned a mini-movement called Baring Witness that led to similar unclothed demonstrations worldwide.
The couple have studied evolutionary psychology and believe that war is mainly an outgrowth of men trying to impress potential mates, a case of "my missile is bigger than your missile," as Reffell put it.
By promoting what they hope to be a synchronized global orgasm, they hope to get people to channel their sexual energy into something more positive.

The couple said interest appears strong, with 26,000 hits a day to their Web site,
"The dream is to have everyone in the world (take part)," Reffell said. "And if that means laying down your gun for a few minutes, then hey, all the better."

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Not My Usual Choice

As many of you know, over the past few months I've been dealing with some gastro-intestinal problem that seems to be stumping the doctors for now.
I had two more tests today; one was a special type of MRI to check all the bile ducts and my pancreas. Good initial news from that test is no tumors or stones.
Then I went to the next floor to get a third upper endoscopy for an additional look and some more biopsies.
A big thank you to CJ for his support today.

Below is a picture of what that man (the doctor) stuck down my throat. Believe me that's not my usual first choice. My throat is killing me now and I still feel fuzzy from the anesthesia. I couldn't suck off CJ right now if my life depended on it, how depressing.
Hopefully I'll feel more inspired over the weekend and will have some more stories before the holiday weekend.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

In Control

The following mantra is from something CJ got on
It's an interesting take on the woman's view of the blowjob, and it's one I must say I agree with for the most part.
Enjoy all (especially you

In this world of anger, manipulation, doubt and power plays, the blowjob can represent to the strong, cerebral, sexual women a way to regain an element of control, even momentarily.

No matter who is giving me stress at that moment, I'm taking it out my own way. To have a sexy man prone beneath me, the embodiment of his ego itself in my mouth, trusting me that I will not bite and will only do those things he finds pleasurable, puts the reins of power back into my hands.

You look down into my eyes and see lust ... but a lust fueled by frustration and helplessness now cast aside for ten or fifteen minutes. I control the pace. I control the outcome. I know you're enjoying my skills from the way you're thrusting into me; your hands running through my hair, watching my lips embrace your dick.

I am hearing nothing but compliments to me and my abilities and I know that you will climax when I want you to, where I want you to, not before, and not afterwards. The rest of the sexual act is mutual, even submissive on my part, and I'm not interested in that right now.
When I'm done, I have a sense of heady accomplishment along with a creamy snack and very wet panties. I also have the gratification of seeing you spent and your composure lost, all by my doing.
The sense of power continues when I do not subject myself to you for my pleasure but walk out the door and take that into my own hands as well. The irony is that while you think you got away with something, I feel that same sneaky thrill in duplicate. The tension I felt walking into your door has now released in euphoria. My day has turned around and I'm back in control.

You know who you are. If this 10 AM meeting leaves me wanting something which I will have to wait to find out whether I can have, I am going to have to release that frustration.
I may just send you a text asking if I can swing by and suck your cock. That is all I'll want, to be on my knees in my suit and thigh-high pantyhose on your dining room floor, where you sit right now reading this, taking my sense of control back from the universe.
Then I'll better be able to await an answer because I'll know that there are other ways I still have power over getting the results I want. My request isn't for you, it's for me. But it's a win-win ... how could you turn me down?

CBW #40 - This Week's Donation

Today I offer another juicy picture of a cock coming loose of his denim confines.
Thank you to Happy Husband.

Let me take this opportunity to request one more thing if you are donating please include your website so I can include it too.

Friday, November 10, 2006

CJ's .02 worth..

A picture of my ex-girlfriend "Valdabitch" who took all of my stuff...

Wednesday, November 8, 2006

The Twins

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This story was inspired by something I said to CJ while we were making love the other night, the whole story is here.
When CJ said to me “How do you want it?” I moaned out in my passion “If I could I would have two of you so I could feel your cock in my mouth and my pussy at the same time”
It made me think of the perfect threesome, the perfect Debbie sandwich, me with two CJ’s.
I can so easily picture myself naked, strewn across our bed, ready to take all of CJ in, everywhere.

Instead of the one perfect CJ that I am used to, the universe I’m in now has CJ and his twin.
As I open my eyes, one CJ is near my head, on his knees, smiling lovingly down at me. KC is kneeled between my legs, with the same calming smile on his face.
Two cocks at attention for me, I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

The one closest to my face began to kiss my face, neck, and lips. The other began to lick at the inside of my thighs and my knees. My skin began to feel warm, and I was moist all over.
Soon they had moved to more “sensitive” areas, my tits were being suckled and my pussy was being parted easily by KC’s tongue to take long licks up and down my hot slit.
Fuck, it’s incredible! My back arched and I proceeded to have my first orgasm of the night.
When they spoke to me it was as thought I was hearing him in stereo. They spoke right after I finished cumming and proceeded to tell me what a whore they knew I was.
“You slut, only filthy girls like to be played with like this”
CJ quickly straddles my tits. I could see his precum forming and it was glistening.
“A bad girl like you should like this” he said as he began to jerk off. Once he said this the other one started eating my pussy again. He played my clit with his tongue, but then would plunge his tongue into my wet hole, fucking me with it. It caused my moans to be constant. I came again. It was all quite a turn on for the CJ as he beat his meat faster; finally, he moaned out and sprayed my face and open mouth with his hot, gooey cum. He laughed and KC stopped tongue fucking my pussy.

Next all I heard was “Eat my cum bitch” I swallowed what hit my mouth and licked what I could reach with my tongue. His cum is fucking nectar to me.
Even though he had recently cum, he was semi-hard. He had instructions on how to get him hard again.
“Let me watch my twin fuck your bad ass while you suck my balls whore”
He kneeled over my face, facing his twin as his smooth balls rested on my chin.
KC positioned himself inside my spread legs and teased my swollen pussy lips with his dripping cockhead.
I could smell the sexy scent of CJ’s balls over me and as soon as KC plunged his stiff cock into my waiting hot cunt, I licked at them.
At almost the same time, but for different reasons both CJ and KC moaned out.
My hips titled up to meet each of KC’s thrusts so I could feel him deep inside me as I gently lapped at CJ’s balls, so smooth and tight, fucking delicious.
Man meat everywhere I like to have to have it, I came again quickly and KC pounded me harder. CJ got up and changed position on me. My ball sucking seems to have worked and he was rock hard again. He shoved his cock down my throat as KC stirred my pussy with his cock and gently rubbed my clit.

I couldn’t stand it, I started to shake and moan and came again, the hardest of the night. I was feeling drunk now, drunk from the smell, taste, and feel of cock.
Drunk from the way good cock makes my pussy quiver and shudder in orgasm.
They both quickened their pace and I could tell they were coming close to their explosions. I sucked harder on CJ’s cock as I tightened and hugged KC’s with my soaking cunt.
Within minutes they both moaned out and injected me with what seemed to gallons of cum.
We flopped down besides each other, very satisfied.

I woke up with only one CJ next to, but in reality that is more than enough man for me. Yummy!

CBW #39 - Another Fine Donation

This week's picture is from The Naked Eye .
All the pictures on his site are of himself and they are very good.
When he and I were chatting the other day he sent along this one, not only does it satisfy my fetish, but he's cumming!

Monday, November 6, 2006

General Election Day

V O T E !!

Bad officials are elected by good citizens who do not.
George Jean Nathan (1882 - 1958)

Sunday, November 5, 2006

Saturday Night's Alright For:

Sorry folks, things got so passionate and intense last night that we didn't even think about the camera and when we did afterwards we were sure that it would have ruined the moment if had stopped to take pictures. Therefore, I've included here a favorite picture of another couple to represent our fun last night.

Saturday night's are CJ's and my time to just chill out from the hectic week. This is exactly what we did. We watched a movie and were having a good time being together.

Then, as I was sitting next to him on the living room couch, very unexpectedly he turned to me and kissed me deeply, then lightened up as we explored each other's breath and faces in the loving way we have done over and over again, "knowing" each other again. Then he started up again, intensely focused on kissing and nibbling me. It was such a turn on I couldn't stop moaning out. I could feel my pussy dampen and contract, and my clit let loose as though it had a life of it's own. I can barely describe the aching and swelling I felt. I was wearing a t-shirt and capri pants, but no panties or bra.

Our kissing, nuzzling, biting, and nibbling session went on for a while; it was one of the longest teases I have had in a while from CJ. He eventually moved to pulling, twisting, and tweaking my nipples. This made all my aching intensify. It made me want to jam his cock anywhere inside me, and just start doing him the best way I knew how. As he played with me, he pulled his cock out through the fly in his sweat pants. You know how I love the look of a stiff dick escaping a man’s clothing. I licked my palm and fingers and began tugging on his cockhead.
I moved down a bit and started squeezing, twisting, and jerking him, just on the top half of his dick. He was so hot it felt as though there was hot metal in my hand.

It wasn’t too long after my playing with him caused his need to intensify, he laid down on the couch and pulled me towards him for what I thought was going to be another kiss, but instead he shoved my face into his crotch. I could feel the heat of his meat, I could smell his delicious cock, and I wanted the same thing he wanted: my mouth around all that hard man meat. I tried to start with just his cockhead, but he pushed my head down farther until I felt his cockhead hit first the roof of my mouth, then the back of my throat. He grabbed my hair on each side of my head and guided me up and down with it. Very quickly my saliva had coated him and I was easily sliding up and down his shaft. Being guided and thrust upon his dick like that along with taking him deep made me feel like suck a cock-sucking whore! I fucking loved it! CJ says I’m a not a whore at all, that I’m a cock-sucking slut because I do it for free and enjoy it so much. As his face fucking got faster I could hear him start to softly moan, “ahhh yes…mmmmm”. Hey, that’s what I’m there for and when I hear CJ enjoying it, it just makes it all perfect. I was moaning and sucking, slurping along the underside of his cock with my tongue; faster and faster, more and more, I just got too excited and had to come up for air. I was quaking the way I do when I get excited and CJ slowed me down for a bit.

He then pushed my pants and socks off me and quickly took his pants off. The sight of his rock hard cock and smooth tight balls made me want to start begging for it, but I knew I wouldn’t have to.
He stood up saying “How do you want it baby?”
I answered with, “If I could I would have two of you so I could feel your cock in my mouth and my pussy at the same time”
With that, he positioned me on the couch. I was on my knees with my head and arms resting on the back. In this position I could see myself in the mirrored Dining Room wall. He toyed with my wet hot slit from behind with his cockhead, and then slammed inside me. I let out a moan and turned into the bad, dirty girl he makes me when he fucks me this hard. My hot cunt hugged him tight as I turned and watched myself getting fucked like a bitch in heat. I always feel that way when I get it from behind. He began to spank my dirty girl ass and I just wanted more, I just wanted fucking more!
The more CJ pounded my steaming snatch the less I could stay in control; finally, I just gave in to it all. Screaming, moaning, wanting that cock to keep fucking me. CJ leaned over me and started whispering in my ear as he slid easily in and out of me:
“Do you know how much I love your pussy?”
“You have always been a fine fuck”
I could do nothing but thank him and let him know that he just brings out the best in me. CJ then thought I needed one of my calm down periods, like when I was sucking him, but I corrected him this time.
“I’m about to cum all over your cock”.
He started playing with my clit from underneath. I quivered the way I do, moaned out and proceeded to cum, and cum hard all around that prime cock that was impaling me.

Stage two then started, with me lying on the couch and him on top, good old missionary. He has a way of ‘stirring’ my pussy once he’s inside me and he started doing that. He started to make me feel bad again and now it was my turn to whisper in his ear:
“That’s it I can feel your cock all over my body, down to my toes”
“I can feel your balls slap me now, you want me to drain those balls?”
He answered, almost gasping for air with a soft, but sure "Yes".
All of this obviously got him going…fast and hard.

Oh baby, it was good last night (and technically into this morning).
When it was all over it took me a while to find my socks.
We’ve now broken in the Living Room of our new place; we figure the Guest Room is next.


I am just recovering from a most intense pussy pounding from CJ.
More tomorrow.

Friday, November 3, 2006

A Second Passion

Now that the week has drawn to a close I can take the time to talk about one of my other passions:my work.
I know that the passion you usually read on this site about my love of life, my love of CJ, and how all of that is expressed.
Now for something completely different.

On Wednesday and Thursday of this past week I went to retreat for work. I work on a assertive community treatment team. Without getting into the whole model, basically what we do is mobile mental health treatment, working as a team. We treat people out in the community because they haven't responded to traditional treatments, like coming to a doctor's office for an appointment or going to a pharmacy to get medication.
The people I work with and the company I work for includes some of the best people I've ever met.

During this retreat we not only learned about how to serve our clients (what we call our patients) better, but learned more about one another. We are a very diverse crowd, coming from any nations around the world, men and women, young and old, from many different backgrounds, but all on the same path, that is to help people with our expertise and love.
As stressful as it all is, it's become a passion of mine. We help people who are severely mental ill (that is to say psychotic), along with being any of the following: homeless, HIV positive, substance abusers, just to name a few of the stressors.
And you know what folks? In spite of all the bad news that you hear most every evening on the news, the stuff we do is working, there are many success stories in my business.

Stay decent and respectful to each other and it's amazing how you can become the change you want to see in the world.

Thursday, November 2, 2006

HNT #21 More of CJ

It's a late posting for HNT, but it's worth it.
A squeaky clean CJ acting goofy in the shower.
God I love it!