A Birthday Gift

The hot water splashes my skin and runs down my body. My mind really isn't on the shower; it's on tonight's party and what I'm going to wear when I'm done in here. I push my head into the water to wet my hair, and that is why I don't hear you when you step into the tub behind me. The first I notice is when you put your hands on my shoulders and turn me around to face you. I open my eyes to look at you, but before I catch your eye, you've pushed me down to my knees. I'm suddenly face to face with your hard cock and I look up into your face and hold your eyes while you reach down to feed it to me. I suck you deep into my mouth as your hands reach down to grip my hair, as if to hold me in place so that I can't escape. The hot water pours down on my head and over my face. I close my eyes against the sting of it. It's so hard to breathe with water running in my nose and your cock filling my mouth. Just when I start to think I might drown you take over, pulling me forward so that the water now runs down my back and thrusting into me, fucking my mouth. I open my eyes and look up at your face just as I feel the first shot hit the back of my mouth. And when you've finished, releasing my head and turning to step out of the shower, I smile and gratefully swallow my birthday gift.

By Request

msc69 asked for a holiday update, and as I've been a very bad blog proprietress lately, I thought I should AT LEAST be able to post a little something per his wish.

Sadly, there is very little going on right now. I've had a new roommate for several months now, you would know him as J. Unfortunately, he has insisted that roommates are meant to be platonic. This is hard, and is complicated by the fact that he walks around the house with a minimal amount of clothes and that I can hear him watching porn in his room feet away from me. I have taken up buying batteries at Costco with regularity. I have also discovered to my extremely pleasant surprise that a Pleasure Chest store is now open within walking distance of my house. You might call my recent spate of battery operated boyfriend purchases "stockpiling".

I will be spending New Year's with friends in Las Vegas. About 3 million other people plan to do this as well, which means it should not be overwhelmingly difficult to find someone to play with out there. I'm taking the laptop with me and will hopefully have something titillating to report for my sweet, not to mention extremely patient readers. ;-)

On The Shorts

Many apologies to my regular readers for the tiny tiny stories. My new muse is a peach. I adore him, but holy shit he has sharp teeth. He's inspired much more writing that what I've been posting here, but I don't feel comfortable putting it up just now. Part of the reason is that I'm being selfish and wanting to keep it all to myself just now, but I'm also a little self-conscious because he reads this blog. Also because he writes his own erotica that I personally think is better than mine. There may be longer bits posted later, or possibly even a collaborative story. For now everyone say hi to The Boy.

Vignette 3

I can't see anything through the blindfold, but I can hear and feel him hovering just out of reach of my hungry mouth. When he pulls me forward by my collar and says "Fucking suck my cock. Suck it like a whore," I get so wet I could easily slide right off the chair. It's a good thing I've been shackled to it.

TXT

Me: what are you up to tomorrow or wednesday?
Him: i might be going to indy i don't know yet though
Me: oh no! :-( what will i do?
Him: come with and give up 3 hours of roadhead lol
Me: mmm, i'd love to, especially since it's blow job week, but i have to go to stupid work. i hate when work gets in the way of road head!
Him: Do you know how hard you make me!
Me: Tell me :-)
Him: my hands are busy hard to txt ah-
Me: mmm that is hot. i wish i had you in my mouth right now
Him: Next time i abuse your mouth you will be chained on your knees with a vibrator in your ass
Me: You make me so hot

Vignette 2

A relaxing massage gives way to playful touching, which turns into groping, which becomes me sitting astride his lap and grinding against his hard cock through our clothes. The door is nearby, but far from my mind. Nevertheless, he pulls my shirt off and says "There. Now you can't run away." I am about to ask why I would want to do that when he pins my arms behind me and bites my nipple so hard my eyes fill with tears and I realize I can maybe see his point.

Vignette 1

"Why is it always so dark in here?" I ask. "Because I am a vampire," he replies, and bites my shoulder so hard I am certain I'm actually bleeding and I smile and think to myself I could get used to the dark.