Happy Thanksgiving 2008

CJ and I would like to wish everyone a happy and safe Thanksgiving.
Below are just a few reminders of things to be thankful for.

I AM THANKFUL:
FOR THE WIFE
WHO SAYS IT'S HOT DOGS TONIGHT,
BECAUSE SHE IS HOME WITH ME,
AND NOT OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.

FOR THE HUSBAND
WHO IS ON THE SOFA
BEING A COUCH POTATO,
BECAUSE HE IS HOME WITH ME
AND NOT OUT AT THE BARS.

FOR THE TEENAGER
WHO IS COMPLAINING ABOUT DOING DISHES
BECAUSE IT MEANS SHE IS AT HOME,
NOT ON THE STREETS.

FOR THE TAXES I PAY
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I AM EMPLOYED .

FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE
BEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS.

FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.

FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE

FOR A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING,
WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING,
AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME .

FOR ALL THE COMPLAINING
I HEAR ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT
BECAUSE IT MEANS
WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH..

FOR THE PARKING SPOT
I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING
AND I HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION .

FOR MY HUGE ELECTRICITY BILL
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I AM COOL.

FOR THE LADY BEHIND ME IN CHURCH
WHO SINGS OFF KEY BECAUSE IT MEANS
I CAN HEAR.

FOR THE PILE OF LAUNDRY AND IRONING
BECAUSE IT MEANS
I HAVE CLOTHES TO WEAR.

FOR WEARINESS AND ACHING MUSCLES
AT THE END OF THE DAY
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN
CAPABLE OF WORKING HARD.

FOR THE ALARM THAT GOES OFF
IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM ALIVE.

IMPORTANT NOTICE FROM DEB

Greetings to all my loyal readers. I need to let you know that I am taking more than a sabbatical this time. I am not closing down the site, but because of some health issues I can't keep up with my erotica. I get ideas, but don't seem to be following through with them as I should and I think that's unfair to my readers. To keep up with any new entries that will be posted, please either use the subscription button at the top of my sidebar, or if you prefer, send me your email address.

Maybe if we're lucky CJ will contribute some of his erotica to the site.

During this time, please remember that there have been stories, opinions, and pics since July 30th 2005. Please explore all of those. For the guys that have recently submitted their CBW's, I won't be getting rid of them, but will be posting at a future date. If anyone still feels like sending a Debbie Does You fantasy, I'll see what I can do to write it for you.

Although I can't promise any date that I'll be back, I'll let you know it takes a lot to keep me down.

You know I love all my readers and I hope to be able to put my time and passion into this blog soon.
I thank you, as always, for your patience, and patronage.

#95 Hard Choice

David sent me lots of yummy picture, four to be exact. In was a "hard" choice, but you know I had to end up and pick the one with a handsome cock escaping from a pair of jeans, just a small fetish of mine.
Yes D, I like all of them, and obviously can use it on this website. Thanks again.

There's never enough CBW, so send me your special pic for Dirty Debbie to feature. Just click on the button on the sidebar that looks like this:

It's Sexy!

It's sexy...make up your mind, either way, or someone else will do it for you!

JUST VOTE

Debbie Does You #3 - For Bow

Bow’s fantasy was great because he wants to be done by me in a fantasy that I have thought of before. His email was very clear about what he wanted. My favorite line from it was:
I'm a big sucker for blow jobs (pun intended lol) and detail.
I can quickly change bow to blow.

So now it’s bows turn to hold on and read about his fantasy.

In this economy and with the holidays approaching I had to get a second job to buy what I need for Christmas. I ended up getting a job at one of the best stores for the holidays, Macy’s. Normally I wouldn’t be very interested in retail work, but they offered me work in the men’s department. As you can imagine that is heaven for me. I had been working there for about a week when I had one of the best days of my entire adult working life.

A nice looking man came into the department. He was looking for a new suit. I could see that he was a professional and was immaculate when it came to his clothes. I don’t know what it was, but I was attracted to this well dressed handsome man immediately. The tease in me seemed to automatically come out and I began to flirt with him. I wanted to be sure that I was the associate that helped him. I quickly moved to him and asked him how I could help with my best provocative smile on my face. He knew exactly how to toy with me and it turned me on even more. He returned my answer with,
“I was hoping to get out of this old suit and replace it”.
All I did was smile and lead him to a rack of dark blue suits.
“I’m sure you’ll find something to your liking here”, I said.
“I’m sure I will”, he replied smiling at me.
There was something devious about that smile and I recognized it.

I told him to take his time and when he was ready, I would help him with fitting and find some ties and shirts that were appropriate. I walked away and left him to ponder his options. After about 15 minutes he approached me with a suit he liked. As he laid it out I noticed something that I had somehow missed when he first came in. There was a gold band on the ring finger of his left hand. He was married! I don’t know if he noticed that I looked at his hand paused for only a moment and got back into the groove of the situation.

I told him what a good choice he made. We moved to the table of shirts and picked a couple that looked good with the suit. We then moved to the tie table. Ties are one of my favorite pieces of men’s clothing. We looked over several. He decided on some silk ones that added the perfect touch. He asked to be fitted. I went to the register to get my tape measure and lead him to the dressing area with all the pieces of clothing we had picked out.

When I moved to measure his inseam I noticed something very familiar to me, the beginning of a hard-on. He knew I recognized what was going on. I became hesitant again, thinking to myself ‘this is a married man’. I am normally a strong believer in fidelity, but I knew that this one time dalliance wouldn’t make that much difference. All the morality seemed to disappear as, although unspoken, we both knew what was going on.

He grasped my shoulders and forced me to my knees. I looked up at him as soon as my knees hit the bare wood floor. He was already unzipping his pants. I was about to no longer be in charge of the situation I thought to myself as I looked up at him and a gorgeous hard cock was twitching at me. In what seemed to be a reflex and without any thought at all I unbuttoned my blouse and pulled my tits up and over my lace bra. My nipples were probably as hard his cock.
“Very nice honey”, he said as he squeezed my tits.
“Now measure this”, he said as he grabbed a hold of his cock.
I did exactly that. I measured 7 1/2 inches from the base to his head. Then I measured the circumference, a thick 6 inches.

He grabbed my hair and pulled me to his cock. As I was forced to lean in towards his crotch, he gave me another instruction,” Now show me my new tie”.
I looked up at him knowingly. I pulled the closest silk tie to my hands. Yes I like men’s ties, especially when they’re used as a subtle cock ring and ball teaser. I ran the smooth silk across his balls then tied it snugly at the base of his stiff meat.

I started by licking across his balls, replacing the silk with my wet tongue. They were salty and heavy on my lips. By now he was leaning on the wall. Tilting his hips to move his cock closer to my face. I flattened my tongue and ran it up the underside of his thick hard shaft.
His taste, his smell, the feel of his hardness all turned me on, but one thought added to stimulation, the idea that I may be overheard or caught. Was it possible that people were walking by and hearing our moans? Would I be fired?
I let that thought escape my mind and went to concentrating on the hot hard meat that had just slide between my lips. My tongue swirled around his cock as my lips hugged his shaft. He almost moaned out, but caught himself. As I took more of him into my mouth I held his nuts in the silkiness of his tie.
I could feel him throb and thicken in my mouth. He thrust more deeply and I felt his cockhead hit the back of my throat. I started my sucking like a hungry baby. I wanted that hot milk of his. I cinched up on the tie as I began to bob on his cock and let him fuck my face. Once that happened there was no turning back. I looked up at him again, nodded, and started to hum on his cock. He held my face down on his meat, deep, so his balls were pushed against my chin.
Then I felt that special twitch, any good cocksucker knows what I mean, it feels like a trigger being pulled on a shotgun. A second later I was fed with hot gooey cum. I gobbled up that prize, not missing a drop. I looked up at him as I swallowed him up. He smiled down at me and gently pulled out of my mouth.

He didn’t say a word. He put his hands on my shoulders and we took a few steps to the chair in the corner. He bent me over the chair. I was intrigued so I went along with him. He quickly flipped my skirt up onto my back, pulling down my panties exposing my swollen aching wet pussy.

I felt his tongue run down my wet slit…but that’s another story.
And I didn’t even know his name!


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