The best Tuna roll ever!

When my boyfriend and I decided to move into together I was so happy. It was like playing house with out actually having to be bound by an oath. I loved seeing him everyday waking up in the middle of the night and straddling him whenever I wanted. We fucked like bunnies in every room of our apartment. On the stairs , table, washing machine, on the patio at night, kitchen and up against the walls. Our neighbors were not so pleased because they would hear the walls shaking when he was taking me hard. When he would fuck me on the bed it would move and crash into the wall.

One night when we were fucking the woman from upstairs came down and starting banging on the door. Keep it down you assholes. My boyfriend got up and answered the door naked. The lady was stunned and she just dropped her jaw. I was embarrassed with sheet wrapped around me. He said mockingly you can join us if you want. She just ran back up the stairs and we could hear her door slam.

We called it a night and then went to bed, well after he got me off!

The next day I had off from work and as I was cleaning she knocked on the door. I answered it and I was so embarrased I didn't know what to say. All I mustered was he isn't here we weren't having sex. She laughed and apologized for the other night. She had chocolate covered starwberries and champagne in her hand as a peace offering. She asked if she could come in. I opened the door and motioned for. I got two champagne glasses and we chatted and talked about different things.

She was telling me how she is an airline attendant and her husband travels a lot and when he gets home he is kind of cranky and doesn't like a lot of noise. She then began to tell me about all the exotic places she has traveled. She asked where I was from because I had an exotic look to me. While saying that she put her fingers through my hair. I kind of moved back and she apologized for being so touchy. We spent a good while talking and every week on my day off if she was around we would have a get together every Wednesday we would go have sushi and then go shopping for toys that would pleasure us or our men. We developed a friendship and we laughed at how we became such great neighbors.

We even went out on a couple of double dates with her husband and my boyfriend. Suzette was from France and she was so beautiful slender body blond long hair and beautiful green eyes. I loved how she spoke in her accent. Her husband, Alston was English a bit portly had a beer gut but absolutely handsome and very funny.

She was very open about her sexuality when we would hang out which was really embarrasing for me as I wasn't. She would talk openly about it while we would be out to dinner with our partners. Alston would just smile as his wife would tell their stories. My boyfriend would be listening and siping his beer. I would sometimes touch him and feel that he was semi hard and quickly grab him to cause a slight pain for getting aroused.

One night after our dinner we came back to my place and had some drinks. Alston had to fly the next day and was unable to join us. Suzette the drinking fish despite her husbands command to join him came and joined us for drinks.

We were all having a good time and then Suzette started telling one of her stories as a flight attendant and talking about the things people do on planes. I started to blush and my boyfriend and her started to laugh. Oh its okay my love she said as she placed her hand on my knee. I was very uncomfortable by the way she touched me. I moved my knee and she laughed again.

Are you afraid of me she asked. No, I just had an itch. An itch for me she smiled? My boyfriend was just smiling as he sipped his beer. She said don't be afraid you don't know unless you have explored. I have explored enough and visited enough places. My boyfriend then spit his beer out with laughter and then Suzette played with my hair. Oh I am sure you have but what I am talking about doesn't involve a passport to go traveling to exotic places rather your emotions and sensations take you there.

My boyfriend perked up and moved next to me on the sofa. What happened next surprised me. Suzette started rubbing my legs up and down which was a bit arousing and I would have moved but my boyfriend whispered in my ear, baby its okay go with it baby. My breathing started to get heavier. I was turning red partly due to embarrassment of getting turned on. Suzette moved her hand further down my thigh and then stuck her finger into my pussy. It was wet. I groaned which surprised me and I jumped up. Standing up I didn't know if I should make a run for it or just stand there and close my eyes and pretend this wasn't happening. I did the latter.

My boyfriend said baby its okay and sat me on the sofa kissed me and then laid me on the sofa. He told me to keep my eyes closed and relaxed. I love him so much I did as he asked. He kissed my lips, caressed my breasts. and kissed my stomach and massaged my thighs and then he stuck his tongue inside me. It felt good then I almost forgot how his long slender tongue felt inside me cold and icy as if he just sipped his beer. He never made me feel this good I started bucking and it was as if I was fucking his nose. I came and when I opened my eyes it was Suzette. Her face was in my pussy you could see her face emerged in my wetness. She told me I tasted so sweet. I wanted more.

I don't know how I managed to get up from the sofa but I did. I pushed her on the ground and I kissed her thighs. I couldn't believe I was doing this but I had to. It was as if a wild animal tasted blood for the first time. They craved it and yearned for it. I kissed her and pulled her hair, I sucked her nipples so hard while I was humping her leg with my drenched pussy. I lowered myself and kissed her thighs and stuck my tongue and swirled it around her clit. When she moaned I got up.

I had wanted to know what it would feel like if our pussy's touched. It was amazing we were rubbing and smacking them together. I liked rubbing them and bouncing with her. I made her lay back on her side and I got on top. We were swirling our wet pussy's together and we grabbed each others hair and sucked nipples as we kissed so passionately and then we laid on top of one another eating each other out.

That was the best tuna roll I ever had!

Cream for your coffee?

It was my first job in the corporate world and to start you had to intern before you get hired. Kind of like if being a Temp before being hired full time. The only difference as a Temp you get paid. The intern gig was for three months. So I took a loan out to live on and applied for the position.

When I first started I had no idea what to do. It was like a rat race and this was my first real job. I was use to taking orders so it was okay. Get me my coffee, make copies, can you run and get us lunch, my dry cleaning etc, that is what my day was like. I was more like the gofer than I was anything. How could they see my potential if all I was, was a free intern being their personal social run errands girl? This lasted for about a month. I didn't know what I was doing wrong everyone told me I was doing a great job. But being told you are doing a great job doesn't pay your bills. I was worried because there were so many other candidates doing the same thing. I had to stand out.

So the next day I walked into my bosses office and brought him a cup of coffee. He must have known what I was up to because he said, " I didn't ask for coffee." True but when you did I wanted to make sure you had a cup. Smiling and sizing me up and down. " Yes however if I left it on my desk because I didn't want coffee then it would be cold and not only did you wast a good cup of coffee, you wasted your time, my time and a perfectly good cup." I turned red, bright red and just smiled and nodded. He laughed and asked if I was that intern girl in marketing. I took a deep breath and said yes. He began to tell me he had his eye on me and he saw potential. I couldn't begin to think how. Unless he thought my copying skills would take me up the corporate ladder or perhaps picking up brokers dry cleaning would make that list.

He began to tell me how I was wasting my time with marketing he began to tell me how well I would do more in a corporate administrative role.

As weeks went by I always made sure I brought him coffee before he arrived in the morning and then in the afternoon after I did my daily bullshit chores of dry cleaning drop offs and copies and other crap around the office. I was a free intern trying to figure out how I was going to support my shoe fetish or better yet my rent.

Then a couple of months later he would call me in his office and we would just talk. He would tell me how well I was marketing the goods. I wasn't sure what he meant by that so I would just smile and then one day I asked if he would like cream for his coffee. He asked if I really wanted to know that. I looked at him strangely and said, yeah why?

He asked me if I liked my job. "You mean my internship?" Yes your internship. "Funny you should ask because I was wondering when I would be hired on for the marketing position." Well that position was filled already. "What?" He then told me to close the door. I did and then sat back down. We do have another position in employee relations but I am not sure if you are qualified for that position. "I am a real fast learner and I can be taught." He smiled and said lets see how you do with marketing your assets and we will review your qualifications in a week. I thanked him for his time and then left the office.

I wasn't sure what I was to do. So the next day and for weeks after I started wearing my skimpy suites to work with a form fitting skirt and high heels. Glasses and my hair in a bun. I made sure my shirt was low cut so if I was to bring my potential boss coffee he could see how well I market my assets.

Then one day I came into bring him coffee and he was on a conference call. He was waving his hands as to get me to leave. I just closed the door and sat down. I took out my pad of paper and pencil and pretended to write notes. He just stared at me as he was talking on the call. I knew he was watching so I started unbuttoning my blouse and rubbing my chest. He was shifting in his seat so I knew he was thinking it. I then walked over where he was sitting and I pretending to trip by his lap. I smiled and did a pretend quite giggle. He rolled his chair so my face was near his goods. I picked up the pencil and just sucked on it and walked away.

When I went back to his seat I opened my legs to cross them long enough for him to know I didn't have underwear on. He just looked at me. My heart was racing because I didn't know if he was going to kick me out or let me keep going on with my marketing skills. I took my hair out of a bun and shook my head so the locks would fall. I removed my glasses and sucked on the side of one pretending that I knew what he was talking about. I then got up and took my jacket off. I purposely wore a white blouse with no bra so he could see my nipples.

I guess I caught him off guard because they kept saying his name on the call to ask what he thought. He quickly shook his head and moved his pants and continued talking. Now that I know I am competing with the phone call I kept walking back and fourth to him and to my chair. Every time I went to my chair I took an article of clothing off. Again my heart was beating so fast but I had to act fast or I was waiting for security to come in and take me out of the building for misconduct.

Finally all that was left on me where my heals thigh highs and thong panties. Red lace thongs with black high heels. The final walk over to him I stuck my hand down my pants and started playing with myself. He quickly put his phone on mute, I quickly turned it off of mute. He smiled at me and pinched my tit. I took my finger out of my panties and stuck it in his mouth he moaned. The callers heard, he quickly said he stubbed his toe. I smiled and then turned the phone on mute.

I went between his legs and took out his cock. He was just looking at me. I took the call off mute and put my finger to his mouth. I started sucking him while he was on his call. I would get wetter and wetter when he would have to talk while I was getting him off. " AHH the annual numbers for....this per..period, ah mm were." He couldn't complete a sentence. When he did that I sucked him harder. Then the door opened and his secretary came in, I crept under his desk still sucking while he was talking to her and the call. Ah shit he said as he put his hands over his head. The secretary wanted to know if she could get the report he needed this afternoon. He shook his head with his mouth half open and trying not to moan. He waved her off to get out.

He was about to cum and I grabbed his balls and pinched them. I got up and put the call on mute and sat on his desk. I told him to feel the goods. He did and he wanted to know why I was doing this. "Doing what, marketing my goods? He nodded. I asked him if he wanted cream for his coffee he nodded. I just gave him a hand job until the call ended. When the call ended I started sucking him I told him to moan and he did. It was past 5pm so most of the office staff left.

He stood up and took my head in his hands and he told me my head needed to fuck his cock. I was trying to do the best that I could I told him. Not good enough if you want the job. I opened my throat and went up and down. He told me I was being a good girl and he kept doing it faster. When he came he gave me a pearl necklace to wear with my suit.

As I was leaving I was told to get to bed early as tomorrow started my first official day on the books. As well as being prepared that anytime he wanted to he could have my cream with his coffee.

Bang Bang

I usually make the guys I date wait a probation period before I sleep with them. I am not impressed by how much money they have or what they do or where they take me and this and that. It is more their personality I mean if I want to get off I can do so by myself. I want some sort of connection or its pointless for me. Unless they catch me on an off night and I have had a little too much to drink. That has only happened a few times. I wanted to give it to him because the waiting period was up and I was going to surprise him tonight by having sex with him. Don't get me wrong we fooled around by touching, tasting and holding, just no implementing the goods. When he arrived to pick me up he had flowers in his hand and a box from Tiffany's in the other. It was a charm to go on my Tiffany's bracelet he bought me last month. He is the sweetest most respectable man I have ever dated. Not because he has money but because he is sweet and romantic like that. What guy buys you gifts for every month you have dated? So if you are counting you know this is the second month.

I quickly put the flowers in water and opened the present and thanked him so much. I thanked him with what seemed like a zillion kisses. I tried to politely get him out the door for two reasons, our dinner reservations and I didn't' want him to see the hallway that was adorn with rose petals that led to the bed. I placed them on the bed in a heart and the candles were ready to be lit when I got home. I figured when he would drop me off I would make some excuse for him to stay over.

When we walked out hand in hand I didn't notice his car but I noticed this big white limo. You didn't I smiled. He kissed my hand and whispered in my ear, "But I did." I was so excited as we were being driven to the restaurant. While inside the limo he poured me a drink. I hesitated and asked are you doing this just to sleep with me? By giving you a drink he asked. No by this, the flowers the limo and holding up my arm to the bracelet. You forgot dinner he smiled. Really are you doing this, he placed his finger over my mouth and said don't ruin the moment. Okay I thought I am just being too prude and to let it go and enjoy the evening. I mean it has been two months and he is still around so what if he wanted sex shit he was entitled to it. Just sit back and enjoy your drink I kept telling myself while thinking about what I would do to him him the bedroom.

When the door was being opened by the driver I noticed he looked so familiar, OMG it was my high school crush. We started talking and it turns out his father owns the company and he is helping out during the summer while finishing up his masters. Okay sorry where was I ahh right. Well then my date tells me as we are walking up to the restaurant he wanted to assure me that this had nothing to do with sex and he really cared about me and wanted this to be special and was hurt I thought such a thing. I told him I was sorry and I just had an off night and wanted to start over. He smiled and kissed the top of my head.

During dinner he is talking about himself and how great he is and what cases he is working on and which high profile client he has and he is just being such an arrogant ass. The more and more he is talking tonight makes me so happy I never slept with him. Seriously I couldn't wait to get out of there. I am not sure what happened to the nice guy I dated for two months? The sweet charmer not the asshole. Who I might add kept checking his cellphone and calling our waitress sweetie. I had no idea why he was being so arrogant I didn't think I did anything wrong. Not to mention when I was fumbling for my lip gloss in my purse I noticed there was a note inside my bracelet box he bought me.

It said to my beautiful Lani and some other bullshit, yeah it would be nice if my name was Lani. I looked up and I realized I could do two things one would be to do the whole dramatic throwing of the wine or do the lady like thing and finish up this date and be happy I never fucked him. Still talking about himself and how great he is and flirting with anything that had legs that walked by the table, made me want to vomit because I was just too far away to impale myself on the white picked fence outside the restaurant. Or perhaps hang myself from the string of lights that decorated the outside patio.

As I thought it would never end and five glasses of wine later the check came. I couldn't stumble fast enough to the limo. Hold on tiger he said take it easy we will be home soon enough. Not fast enough in my mind dick head is what I wanted to say. As the door was being open I forgot that my high school crush the "All American Boy~Football star in high school" was my driver. That kind of perked me up.

While driving home I laid my head on my dates shoulder. One thing led to another and he was inside me. I guess we were all over the place and I was positioned with my backside facing him while I was looking towards the rear view mirror if the driver had opened the window. All I kept thinking was this guy is lucky I am drunk or I am lucky that I am drunk because he sucks. HE sucks big time, I was hoping I would orgasm because my pussy was just drying up, yes he SUCKED THAT BAD. I waited two months for this? Ahh I just wanted him to cum and the driver to take me home so I could play with my toys. I guess I wasn't really paying attention and the next thing I know is the driver opening the door. Oh I'm sorry he said very apologetic and was about to close the door. No don't close it, join us I said. I can not believe I was saying this but I felt myself get wetter by those words rather than the cock inside me.

He looked scared but my date didn't seem to care. To my surprise he sat in the back seat and joined in the fun. I would have walked away if I was sober enough. The driver knew what to do while I was being dry humped or what was suppose to be sex from behind because yeah well my date can't screw.

The driver opened my legs and started eating me. "OH YES that felt good, so good, too good, oh yeah." I moaned. I felt my pussy pulsating and I wanted the Driver to take me or let me straddle him. My date was so turned on he came as the driver was still eating me out. Tasting both me and my date in his mouth. I quivered in ecstasy watching him lick both fluids that gushed out of me.

I quickly got off my date and his limp dick and straddled the Driver. As I was riding his hard cock I thought back to high school and how bad I wanted him back then. The thought that I was actually doing it now made me cum. He told me I wasn't finished yet and to suck my dates limp dick as he took me from behind.

It hurt so bad at first and I could see my cum dripping down my leg with a taint of red in it. This was my first time taking it from behind but I didn't care. My driver/high school crush was making me so wet that it made my ass water.

My dates dick was hard again and I was manipulated in a position where I was being taken from behind and in front. I was sitting on the driver and my legs were at my chest surrendering to my date. I have never felt this feeling before of two men taking me.

The power I felt, the pain, the satisfaction or the sheer thought that I was no longer the good girl.

Dinner for three

As he walked in from a long day at work. The mood was set the dinning room table was prepared and the food was ready. I stand by the table in my apron and heels. He looks puzzled yet surprised, "Whats for dinner he asked?" I invite him to sit down and I explain he will love the five coarse meal I have planned. To start with your dining pleasure I invite your mouth to a warm sensation. "Sounds good he mumbles." I blindfold him and sit on the table where he is sitting. I open my legs and tell him he may begin. Still sitting there not knowing what to do while blindfolded. I guide his jaw with my hands caressing his face down towards my thigh.

I hear a moan and his breathing is getting harder. I don't need to direct as animal instincts take over. His mouth kissing my thighs and then sucking me. Twirling his tongue like never before. Watching his body move as it excites him while I am letting his tongue ravage me in every way, in and out and up and down. He takes the blindfold off and enters me slow at first then pumps me harder with his cock. I moan it feels so good. My back pressed firmly on the table as his weight is upon me. While he moves back so does every muscle which allows me to arch my back. On the table as I pier out the widow of our high rise apartment so close I can touch the stars. The night is as beautiful as the love we are making and I am about to cum.

I noticed the other building and as my eyes skim across from the moon and stars. I notice someone watching from their apartment. Nervously I wrap my legs around my lovers back and cling tight. He presses me back down on the table and fucks me harder. I am not looking into my lovers eyes rather the stranger in the dark. Watching the Stranger peer in I notice my nipples getting harder at the thought of him watching me cum.

I turn on my stomach and get on all fours on the table facing the window. Watching the stranger squirm as he notices I see him. I play along and lick my lips as I am being thrusted inside. I slowly move my way back so I am sitting backwards on my lover. I start to play with my nipples as I am gliding up and down his shaft. The stranger pulls out his cock and starts playing with himself as I am riding into ecstasy. My lover takes his hands and starts rubbing my clit as I am ridding him. We are moving our bodies to the rhythm of our breathing. I can't help it I open my legs wider as to invite the Stranger to imagine himself inside me.

My lover takes me in his embrace and then with all his force takes me to the window and presses my face against the icy window pane. First the side of my face then my lips. "You like that you dirty whore?" He asks, " You like him watching?" He then bends me over where I am touching my ankles as he takes me from behind. It hurts but the thought of the stranger watching as my lover violently claims his territory makes me cum. Its dripping down my thigh. I watch my lover through my legs and he is smiling as he knows he owns me in every way.

He pulls me up my hair and then makes me suck his cock while his back is against the window. I see the stranger rolling his head as he is moving his arm up and down and around his shaft. I watch him and it makes me suck harder and harder wanting and yearning for all his juice to consume me.

My lover opens my mouth with his finger and gentle takes his cock out grabs my hair then shoves my face against the window with his his hand behind my neck. So I can see the stranger as he pours his cum all over my face and hair for the Stranger to see. The Stranger finishes with the upward motions of his hands and shakes.

We draw the curtains and go to bed.

p.s. changed my name from Abby Normal to SSC

Most embarrasing sexual moments....if you dare to share

What are your most embarrassing sexual moments? If you don't want to leave your name just be anonymous.

Embarrassing moment number 1

I was straddling him and I was getting off and I hear, "Ahh don't stop" I noticed his head was going back and fourth and his hands were going through his hair. It looked more like a shampoo commercial than a man getting off. I stopped and looked down and he was still doing it. I smiled and said are you faking it? He looked at me trying not to laugh and said no. Then we both busted out in laughter. The sad thing is I kept going until I finished! I didn't but I should have.

Waterlogged and Hairy palms Or Peanutbutter and Jelly?

Would you rather have great chemistry or great sex? If you had to choose which would you want? I have rarely met a couple that has both.

Which leads me to wonder can one live on great chemistry alone and no sex, or great sex and no chemistry?

I have experienced great chemistry before but the sex wasn't that great but I loved his company. I never really experienced great sex before. I experienced good sex.

When I would be having sex I would most often stare at the ceiling at this time I would often wondered these two things:

When would this be over and secondly how I could manipulate it so we would end up in the shower?

I figured if I got my leg in the right spot I could grip the sides with my toes and I could get off if the water trickled down in that right little spot.

Yes I have had plenty of Orgasm later in life, but answer the question.....Great Sex and no Chemistry or No Great Sex and Chemistry?

I would rather have chemistry....I could always buy more toys or take a bottle of Champagne in the bath with me, come here rubber ducky!

An Affiar to Remember

I think I have ADD because when I use to try to get myself off I would often think of a million things and it would take hours to get off. I would be right there and then I would often wonder if I paid my gas bill or what exactly did my co-worker mean by that, the dishes need to be done, do you think my neighbors can hear my vibrator? Then it would happen I would have my fantasy my office one that is......

You know the office fox, the one the men drool after? Having sex on your bosses table with your stilettos in the air. The idea of this being taboo , ahh would make me want to reach my orgasm so much faster. Or perhaps bending me over my bosses desk that I hated for making me work over time. The ultimate revenge as I climaxed over his keyboard. Knowing that I am really not into my co-worker just knowing that I could get caught and I am dripping all over my bosses desk.

Then coming in the next day and watching him sip his coffee wondering if he smells anything different in his office?You know the smell of lust, sin, and me. I smile as I walk in and hand him his papers. He looks at me differently, perhaps he went from six to twelve. Does he secretly know I shook on his desk as my back side was being trusted? I gazed into his eyes. It felt so wrong looking at the picture frame of him and his wife as I was being banged. But I didn't care.

The co-worker I climaxed for giving me that look. Poor chap does he know he was just a toy or perhaps its me thinking I am all that and I in fact was the ploy-"cock"?

Perhaps this is why I own over two hundred pair of shoes? Each shoe is a different fantasy. So what is your fetish your fantasy? Don't worry I won't tell.

Lights, Camera, Action, POSE!

Ready...Set...Pose.....( to affect an attitude or character usually to deceive or impress)

Photography was a gift our family had our family was founded on this our history was made because of it. My Great Grandfather, and Mother have the gift of standing behind and calling the shots.

My love for the camera started at an early age and then started as a passion. From being in the industry and face modeling to being asked to pose nude. Or candid shots with family and friends I loved the camera, it was my time to POSE.

More to come when I can figure out this blog...and save it to read only maybe for others or just for me.