And To All A Good Night

CJ and I had a wonderful night last night, before all the stuff for the holidays hits.
Without going into too much detail, there are family dynamics that are causing more stress than usual this holiday season. Because of those dynamics we will celebrate Christmas, then the child's birthday (the big 2-1), then Christmas again with my mother at her place, finally CJ's birthday.

Last night I didn't get home until about 8:30. The tension from my job was playing havoc on my body - tension everywhere I took a hot shower (little did I know that CJ was waiting for me and we had a short photo session)The next step on the road to relaxation was some eggnog and settling in for the night.
Finally I ended up on the couch with CJ. We were watching Animal Planet and I guess it helped to bring out the animal in me. I started rubbing his cock through his trousers, smiling innocently as I worked on him. But his cock isn't innocent and it responded to my touch, growing and throbbing under my hand. It's a nice feeling - hard cock trapped inside a nice pair of pants.
I moved up towards him, kissed him, and lovingly unbuttoned his shirt (he was wearing one of my favorites last night). I let my mouth partake of every part of him from his earlobes, to his mouth, to his neck, and down his torso. I just savored the feeling of his skin-the feel of him.
In the middle of all this his hands moved under my tee-shirt to tease my bare nipples. He can tweak them just right way to get the juices flowing in my pussy. It's absolutely delicious.
He unbuckled and unzipped his pants. So many things around me can turn me on during a good love-making session. This is an example-the tinkle and clacking of a belt buckle. Last night was no exception.
I easily pulled off my tee-shirt and we kissed again. This time my bare breasts were pushing against his chest. CJ's a great kisser and nibbler.
Then just to be super yummy he pulled his cockhead out of his shorts. The elastic band held his dick against his stomach, but I still managed to draw that tasty cockhead into my mouth.
After some time kissing, nibbling, tit play, cock stroking, and sucking I yearned for the comfort of our king-size bed rather than the living room couch. I asked CJ to take me to bed. He gave me his sweet smile and obeyed. We walked up our spiral staircase together and continued our loving play in bed.
This isn't one of those entries where I go into great detail of CJ's and my techniques.
Rather, I want to express how beautiful the love-making was. CJ and I can fall into each other at times and it happened last night. It was wonderful how I feel him all over.
How I gave myself up to him, near the end saying, "Take me, just take me!"
Because of the way he teased me, with his hands, his mouth, and his cock, he made me cum over and over again.
He made scream in passion and pleasure, vowing to soak his balls with my juices.
His cock teased me with short and long strokes, and 'stirring' my soaking pussy.
It drove me to fuck him harder.
Once he was sure I had gone through waves of orgasm he exploded inside me. I swear I could feel his hot cum.
When we eventually got up to turn off the lights downstairs and feed the cat for the night, I saw evidence of my passion on him like I hadn't seen since we were in our 20's.
Observe the scratches of a happy lioness:

Well, that's my side of the story...maybe CJ sees it all a different way.
So this is our sign off for a while for the holidays. We can't guarantee regular posts after this evening.
Although I have been tagged and will fulfill that obligation soon.
The child is staying with us for the next week, and then we will be out of town for a few days.
CJ and I hope that all you all have a wonderful and happy holiday.
...Peace.

CJ's Around My Neck

I'm not a morning person at all so I plan my wardrobe for the next day before I go to bed.
As we were falling asleep in bed last night I decided I wanted to add something to the day's outfit.
I asked CJ for a black tie and he said 'sure'. This morning I put this on and headed out the door.
I like doing that every so often. It's like I have CJ with me all day. I wish I had thought to put a tiny dab of his cologne (either Gray Flannel or Polo Blue) on me.
Maybe next I should ask for a pair of his shorts...

Helpful hints

Tonight Deb and I decided to watch Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas; one of my favorite Johnny Depp movies about the exploits of one of my favorite writers: the late immortal Hunter S. Thompson.

Now I know that some did not find his prose profound, but I have always appreciated the utter genius of the brilliantly insane, and Fear is a wonderful example of the hallucinatory bloodlust of the late '60s and early 70's - a true paean to excess!

Anyway, I like to play a little game when I watch the movie, and Deb decided that she wanted to play along. It goes like this: every time you see Dr. Gonzo take a hit of something illegal, you have to drink a shot of tequila.
Now tequila and I are good friends, and as I have a profound respect for Las Mescallito, I only drink good tequila like Patron or in this case one of my favorites, a little number called Cazadores so I usually have not hangover the next day the way you would with cheaper varieties (say, like, anything made by Sauza)

Anyway, Deb dropped out about half-way through the movie with the excuse that she had to go to work tomorrow, and since Mescalito and I are such good friends, I trundled onward.

After the movie and much to my chagrin, she decided to change the code on her blog page, and within quick order had completely fucked it all to hell and back.
"I don't know what I did!! I copied the code back from a save, and the links to Clit Tickles are still fucked up!!!"
"It's a syntax error Deb", I said calmly
"No! It looks fine. There's nothing wrong with the syntax!! Oh shit! Now what????"
Now, she's the HTML and CSS queen and far be it for me to suggest the little I know, but it made sense that if Dreamweaver says (as well) that the syntax is bad, that the syntax is fucking bad!

That's the problem with Deb and tequila - she doesn't know she's druck untic shee sturts durring thins lick edtitititing brogs. ;)
Bet you thought that this was going to end up in a fuck session of massive proportions, didn't you? Nope. We both know better: alcohol dulls the senses.

So let that be a lesson to you kiddies: don't drink and blog!
(Me? My lesson is "don't drink and dial" - heh heh heh.)

So for us, if you went to the site last night and things were a bit helter skelter, don't blame it on Deb - blame it on good 'ol Doc Gonzo, me, and my friend Mescalito.

CJ's Favorite - HNT #4

CJ loves chokers. He finds them sexy, so when I found this one I had to buy it. Whenever I wear it he remarks on how much he likes it...I like that.
Tonight we went to a Christmas party for our apartment complex and wore it.
I thought my neck would be appropriate for HNT.

CJ's Blue Balls - CBW #6

I'd hate to think that something is lacking is CJ's life.
It seems as though he has blue balls!
Clever guy isn't he? It was especially fun because he sent this to me and I picked it up at work.
Yep, it's getting quite jolly in our household as we hope it is in all of yours.

For The Love Of Cock!

I have been relaxing today and came across a few articles about the love of cock, one from Desireous , one from Bedroom Dancer , and one from Regular Chick

They are different, yet inspiring. So not wanting to miss out on any inspiration I thought I would throw my two cents in, perhaps even prompting someone else to do their own take on the subject.


I too love and adore cock. If I didn't I couldn't expose and fantasize about it the way I do here.
One thing that has always stuck in my mind was how girls who liked were treated and thought of when I was in Junior and Senior High school, and to some extent even college. You know the old double standard: guys who fuck around are studs, girls who do it are sluts or whores.
I like to fuck.
I like cock.
It gets me extremely horny to be on my knees sucking off CJ's dick.
I like the taste of his cum and I like the smell of his balls.
I like seeing him naked and how my eyes immediately drop to his package and it makes me smile.
I like what I can do to a cock. I enjoy making them hard. I enjoy feeling that hardness and heat on just about any part of my body....against my face, in my mouth, between my tits, between thighs, inside me...anywhere.
I love the look of cock escaping from a man's shorts or pants, at attention...for me...anticipating what he will feel like.
I enjoy and have no problem begging for cock.
They're good.
They make me feel good.
And I plan to never stop enjoying that pleasure.

Big Balls

Yep, 'tis the season.
This is our first Christmas together in 19 years. We went shopping for ornaments today and I
guess we couldn't help ourselves and got frisky in the aisles.
Good thing CJ has a camera phone.