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My sincerest thanks go out to Chelsea Girl for including me in her weekly blog roundup on Fleshbot!

This is my first apperance in Fleshbot and I'm super excited!!

Fleet Week Humor

While I was unable to participate in the gloriousness of Fleet Week, I still enjoy the humor it produces... Courtesy of Overheard in New York:

Fleet Week, Day 7

Drunk guy #1: Man, I gotta get laid tonight. Drunk guy #2: I'm sure there's a costume shop around here somewhere. You'd totally increase your chances if you wore a sailor outfit. Drunk guy #1: Yeah... but I like pussy.

see it here

Wanted: Submissive for Cleaning

So I had packed up my room all by myself, but there was no way in hell I was going to lift a finger unpacking it.

See, I've had this new desire in the past few months. I've wanted to try my hand at domming a guy. When I was with Doofus, it was like pulling teeth to get him to spank me. Fuck it was pulling teeth to get him to fuck me. But there were these flashes of moments where there was a sudden shift of power between us, and it was good. I wanted more.

But I need my submissive desires filled first and foremost, and once Jefferson had done that for me, I was ready to explore the flipside.

So after coming up with the idea while moving my stuff, I decided it would be perfect to put into action to unpack my stuff (which I hate doing more than packing). So where do I go to find a good cleaning boy? Good ol' Craigs List.

So Thursday night, after leaving Jefferson's, I posted an ad- explaining my situation, saying that I was seeking someone who liked to serve through service, and there would be no sex involved. I got a few reponses, a couple genuine about wanting to serve, a few balking at the absurdity of my post, and a few offering sex.

There were two genuine responses. One from an older guy (and not too attractive in the picture) who could do it the next day, or a cuter, younger college boy who could do it the next week once he got home from school.

Wanting something sooner rather than later, I choose the older guy. I shoot him an e-mail asking what time he'd be available, then sign off and head home to crash.

The next morning, with the phone line working, I'm able to check my e-mail and see he's written back. He's free from 10-2 today.

Great. I tell him he should come by then if he's still interested.

He is.

I send him directions and my number and wait.

A few minutes later he calls and tells me he's on his way, he's just waiting for a phone call, but will leave soon.

He calls back about 20 minutes later to say he's getting ready to leave. Then he wants to know if he can please me today.

"You'll be cleaning for me today, and that will be very pleasing to me."
"Well, I was hoping to find a young girl I could spoil." Ugh, but he's ugly!
"Well, I just need cleaning."
"That's fine, but do you think we could do this and I could like take you shopping and stuff?" Mind you, he has no idea what I look like!
"Well, I can't really say, we've never met. Why don't you come and do this unpacking and we can decide then." Christ- just fucking come and unpack my stuff!
"Um, OK. I'll be there soon."

Finally.

I dress, making myself presentable, and straigten up, so I don't look like I live like a slob.

Eventually he arrives, and I set him straight to work. I show him where he should put things, give him a garbage back, and go to the living room to surf the net and paint my toes.

I listen as he sets to work. At some point, he comes out to ask a question. I get up, going in to see about the answer. It takes a woman to come up with the obvious solution.

I'm about to walk out of the room, when he asks, "Can I have a kiss?" in this real, well, submissive tone. Gak.
"Um, sure." I say as he leans down to kiss me.
His stubble irritates my upper lip. I break away and he leans down, lifting my shirt to suck on a nipple.

I bit irritated. He should be cleaning.

He moves to unbutton my pants.

"No." I tell him. "There's none of that today."
"Aww, but I just want a peak." He says starting to undo my zipper.
I allow him to take a peak and yet he moves to lick.
"No."
"Just a taste?"
"Fine, one taste, then you clean again."
He licks and I move to pull my pants back up.
"More please? I want to please you." He says making this weird face and doing this gross thing with his tongue. Ugh.
"No. I want you to clean." I assert leaving the room.

I finish my nails until he says he needs to get going. I check the room out, and there's still a lot left.

"I can come back Monday to finish it" he tells me.
"How long can you stay?" I ask.
"Til it's finished."
"Good."
"Are you sure I can't please you today?"
"If you have time to do that, then you have time to clean. Go get everything out from my car then you can go."

He does (well, most of it, don't understand what's hard to get about 'everything') and I send him on his way.

I check out his work so far, and think I maybe should have found a female sub to do this, since a girl would know to separate shirts and bottoms and bras and shirts. *Sigh*

Men. They'd really be lost without women.

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Don't look at him, he's sucking cock!

Moving day had arrived. The spring semester had come to a end and it came that time again to move out of the dorms and back home.

My parents had come and taken a trunk full of stuff home, but I was left with most of the packing to do. And I procrastinated my butt off! The Monday before I didn't do anything, then Tuesday I had an exam but then went and saw Connor, then the Wednesday before I got my hair done, babysat, and then finally packed. And packed and packed. All by myself. 10+ trips it took for me to load up my car. There was a shortage of carts and I had to just carry everything down. Or drag it. Whatever.

Then it hit me! I should get a strong submissive boy to do this for me!

Too bad I thought of it when I was mostly done!

I drove a car load of stuff down to my house, dropped it off, watched American Idol results (how could they have possibly voted Chris off!!! He was soooo fucking hot me made my panties wet! And of course, not to mention that boy could sing!) and Unan1mous and drove back up to school to clean and pack up the rest of the "junk."

All I wanted to do was go to sleep though. I was exhausted from the packing and cleaning and lifting, plus the next morning I was headed off to see Jefferson. And he had a little present for me! :-D A cute young bi-curious boy for us to play with! He's so kind to me- such wonderful gifts!

So after a few more hours of cleaning, vacuuming, and dusting, I was finally finished and ready for bed by about 1:30. I was planning on getting up at 8, packing my car, showering, and zipping over to Jefferson's to arrive by 10 at the latest.

But there were other plans in store for me. 6:30 my eyes slowly opened and found no interest in closing again. So, I made use of my time, and packed up my car and finished cleaning. (Good thing I started early actually, it took me longer than I would have anticipated).

I showered, dressed, turned in my key, and made my way into Manhattan for some morning lovin' from Jefferson.

10:00 sharp I knock on Jefferson's door.

"Come in!" I hear him say from inside.
I open the door, set my stuff down, and rush over to kiss him hello.
I run back to my stuff, grabbing a small shopping bag.
"I have something for you" I say handing it to him.
"What is it?"
"Open it and see!"
He takes it out and unwraps the bubble wrap.
"Is this from your pottery class?" he asks holding up a pot.
"Uh huh" I say, nodding my head.
"Ooh, and it's got an elephant on it."
"It's Ganesha, a Hindu God."
"Ah yes, well thank you sweetie" he says kissing me.
"You're welcome." I say, blushing.

I join him on the couch and snuggle in close. It's been a whole week since I saw Jefferson last, and I sure did miss my baby!

"Wanna see the cute boy coming today?" Jefferson asks me.
"Of course!"
He opens up the picture in his e-mail.
"Oh he's so cute!" I exclaim.
"Isn't he? He should be here around noon."
"Awesome!"
"Well, lets move to the bedroom til then, shall we?"
"Mmm, lead the way baby."

He shuts down his laptop and takes my hand, leading me back to the bedroom.

We undress, and climb into bed, snuggling in under the covers.

Jefferson holds me close in his arms as we kiss passionately. His tongue dances with mine, and his lips move, placing sweet kisses on my forehead, cheeks, nose and chin.

I feel him growing hard against my leg and soon he grabs a condom, rolling it on, and slipping inside me. He holds me tight in his arms, nuzzling my neck, and delivering gentle kisses as we slowly make love. He pulls his head back a bit, looking at me, and brushes the hair out of my face. I smile up at him.

We both had early mornings, him getting his kids to school, me up early packing, so eventually our lovemaking gives way to napping. Jefferson wraps his arms around me, spooning me from behind as we drift off.

It's almost noon by the time we wake. We settle back into our lovemaking as we wait for the Cute Boy to arrive.

The time passes- 12:00, 12:30...1:00. We assume he's not coming and changed his mind.

"Turn over, I want to fuck your ass now" Jefferson tells me.

Well somebody's ass had to get fucked today. Lol.

Jefferson lubes up and pushes into me. And we all know what happens next: moan, moan, moan, grunt, grunt, grunt, cue orgasm. Some point into it all the phone rings.

"Hello?" Jefferson answers.
"Oh hey! Yes, come on up." I hear him say.

I check the clock, it's almost 1:30, and we gotta leave at 2. Quite a late arrival.

"He's here now?? But I'm all worn out!" I exclaim.
"I know baby, you poor thing" he says dressing in his PJs. "Cover up and lay pretty, I'll be right back."

I hear as Jefferson opens the door and invites the Cute Boy in. They walk into the bedroom momentarily.

"This pretty lady here is Avah" Jefferson says introducing us.
"Nice to meet you" I say, sitting up to shake his hand.

He's very, very nervous.

"Nervous straight boys are my favorite flavor" Jefferson tells me later.

And my gosh he's very, very cute!!

"So you've never been with a guy at all before, right?" Jefferson asks him.
"No" he responds.
"Well Avah's never seen to guys together before either. You're my little gift to her."
He blushes, making me smile.
"Shall we get him undressed?" Jefferson poses to me.
"Mmm hmm" I nod.

I lean back in bed and watch my show. I enjoy the sight of my handsome lover Jefferson running his hands over, and taking care of this trembling boy.

It reminded me of the first time I felt Jefferson's hands on me. I was a little nervous too. Though not quite as much as this poor fellow.

I watched as Jefferson eased the clothes off of his subject, revealing a very nice, toned body, and an equally as pleasing cock.

I see as Jefferson glances over at the clock.
"Just so you know, we have to wrap things up around 2" he says.
"Uh huh, ok" the boy nods.
"Why don't you lay down next to Avah" Jefferson suggests.
I scoot over, patting the bed, as he cautiously climbs on.

Jefferson joins on the bed after stripping of his own garments.
He lays atop the cute boy, caressing him gently and feeding light kisses on his lips.

The boy seems to be getting a bit flustered.
"Are you OK so far?" Jefferson asks him.
"Um, I don't feel too comfortable with the kissing."
"Ok. It's OK, a lot of guys aren't" Jefferson responds.
"Would you be Ok if I sucked your cock a bit?"
He responds with a nod.
"Why don't you suck Avah's nipples a bit?" Jefferson suggests to him before moving to take the boy's cock in his mouth.
He looks at me, like asking for permission.
"It's OK," I smile at him, "go ahead."

He turns his torso, taking a nipple in his mouth and I moan as I feel his tongue dance around it. I smile as I watch my lover taking the cock in his mouth and treating it so nicely.

I look back over at the cute boy, and he has such nice curly hair, I really want to touch it, but I'm afraid he'd melt or jump out of his skin!

"How ya doing so far?" Jefferson asks.
"I'm good" he responds.
"Is it good?" I ask him.
"Uh huh" he responds.
"I wish I could take it deeper" Jefferson says.
"Well, that's because you suck cock like a girl!" I tease, referring to a recent post of his.
"Fuck you!" he retorts.
"Anytime babe." I smirk.
"Well, at least I don't suck like a gay truckdriver!" he laughs.
"Hey! It's a horny gay guy at a truckstop! And it's good!"
"Excuse me a moment" Jefferson says moving over to me and kissing me.

"Mmm" I sigh as he breaks away.
"Do you feel comfortable sucking my cock now?" Jefferson asks the boy.
"Uh, yeah, Ok" he mumbles as they switch places.

I settle into Jefferson's arms as the cute boy settles in between Jefferson's legs, cautiously and gingerly taking the head of Jefferson's cock in his mouth as he grips the bottom with his hand.

I smile, sneaking kisses to my lover as I listen to the sounds of sucking.
"So, how is it?" I ask Jefferson.
"Pretty good" he replies.
The boy takes his head up and sees us watching him closely, and he turns his head away, getting all bashful.

"Aww Jefferson, don't look at him!" I say, turning my head away and hiding our faces with my hand.
"Yeah, he's sucking cock!"
"Aww, I hate you guys!" the boy sqeaks.

Aww, but still we laugh at him.

He returns to sucking Jefferson's cock for a bit more, as we're careful not to distract him.

Soon, Jefferson interrupts. "I need to fuck her now. Do you want to eat her out while I do it?"
"Um, sure" the cute boy responds.

I position myself on my hands and knees over the boy's face and wait for Jefferson, but in a moment, the boy is sitting up, needing a moment.

Poor thing.

We're still gonna fuck though.

Jefferson grabs me and pulls me to the lower corner of the bed.

"Ooh, we haven't done it here in a while" I remark.
"I know!" he says slipping inside me.
I look over and see the cute boy laying down, watching us, with his cock in hand. Ah, such a good boy.

Jefferson sets in fucking me hard (we only have a bit more time before 2). His hands grab my hips, then my breasts, holding on as he fucks me. I arch my back allowing him perfect access to hit my G-spot. I moan louder as my orgasm builds.

Slap! Slap! Slap!

Jefferson's hand stings the back of my thighs making me cry out.

And he fucks me harder.

Slap!

He hand comes across my cheek.

Mmm. I smile up at him.
"Come here" I say pulling him in for a kiss.

He fucks me harder.

I reach down, rubbing my clit furiously.

I pull out an orgasm, moaning out loudly.

He fucks me slower. And then pulls out.

I move back further on the bed and rest as I watch the two men work to finish. (Racing against the clock).

The cute boy finishes first, his cum spilling on his stomach.

Jefferson works hard, coming close, but misses it.

"I can't just sit here and jerk off when I'm thinking I have to go get my kids."

The cute boy cleans himself off, and we all dress, chit-chatting.

Jefferson and I kiss before following him out.

"It feels like you just got here!" he says.
"I know, it does. The nap made it go faster I think."
"Well, there was no way I could go without a nap."
"Me neither, it was nice." I say, kissing his cheek.

We all leave together, me parting quickly to where my car is parked, as they continue walking on.

I drive myself down home. Totally exhausted.

I head to the library to exchange some e-mails since the internet isn't up at my house yet.

I eventually make my way home and crash at 9:30 for the next 12 hours...

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Sugasm #35

Sugasm #35

Thu 25th May, 06

This week’s best of the sex blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Want in Sugasm #36? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the linklist by the end of next Monday night and you’re all set.

Fun Stuff and Announcements

I Wish That I Had Some Tits (tgp.com)
May Contest (sin.typepad.com/shauna_by_night)
Mainstream Clothing Company Makes Pornographic Online Ads (pornster.blogspot.com)

Thoughts on Sex

Food (edinerotica.blogspot.com)
T and A (gentlebutfirm.blogspot.com)
Reader Question - How do YOU Masturbate? (shayssexcolumn.blogspot.com)
I Love Camel Toes (post in German) (kriminell.blogspot.com)
Busted! (wanklog.blogspot.com)
Why We Masturbate & The Endless Ways to Do It (taratainton.com)
Sex Tip - Getting Used to Condoms (seskuality.com)
Ready for Anything (alwaysarousedgirl.blogspot.com)
Spelunking the Southern Cave (greatshakes.eponym.com/blog)

BDSM and Fetish

Bondage for Beginners: Part Two, Basic Guidelines (cuntinglinguist.blogspot.com)
A Naughty Girl’s Toy Story (spankmedaddy.blogspot.com)
Floggers And Ropes And Gags - Oh My! (masterenigma.blogspot.com)
Even Money Leaves No Hope When You Have A Tiny Dicklet (phonesexsub.com)
A Different Sort Of Fetish : Long Nails (ladyevilsdungeon.com)
What An Ugly Ass Looking Tiny White Dick! (spoiledebonyprincess.com)
Discipline Spanking (darkside-journey.blogspot.com)
Missing Him (redvelvetropeburn.blogspot.com)
3 Choices (pleasure-pain.com)
Newspaper Delivery Girl (spankingwriters.com/blog)
Doggy Boy (radicalvixen.com)
Just a Little Kiss (everythingoze.blogspot.com)

NSFW Pics

Lanny Barbie (babelog.sestaluna.com)
Pinup Model Nora Marlo Again (eroticandy.blogspot.com)
HNT #18: Folding Fan (spiritsex.blogspot.com)
Boobs and Glasses Pic (seska4lovers.com)
DaisyBeach - Cute California Babes (sensualarousalblog.com)
A Gallery of Ashley on I Love Abby Winters (iloveabbywinters.com)
Teen Lesbians Picnic (simply-sapphicerotica.com)

Erotic Writing and Experiences

Punk Rock Goddess (internetisforporn.com)
Spin, Steam, Sex… (sexblogthis.blogspot.com)
An Office Fantasy (lustdemon.blogspot.com)
The Food Would Be Good Too (gentlygently.blogspot.com)
Pillows Don’t Hug You Back (v-boat.blogspot.com)
An Open Letter to Penthouse (fourstate.blogspot.com)
9:32 pm That Evening (totalsensuality.blogspot.com)
Imperial white. Tiger Skin. Kashmir gold… (happywaitress.blogspot.com)
Driving to Distraction (aliferestarted.blogspot.com)
In Answer to Your Question (onaniajournal.blogspot.com)
Euston Road (theholidaylife.blogspot.com)
Vibrator Virginity Lost (pleasinglydebauched.blogspot.com)
Gee, I Kinda Miss My Bed (avahsascent.blogspot.com)

Riley Mason schoolgirl uniform photo c/o The Internet is for Porn. Which it is, and thank God for that…

Exposed

Another round of thanks to the Sexoteric Blog for linking to and putting up an excerpt from my Does This Look Sexual to You? post!!

Also many thanks to Lenora of The Enchanted Palms Blog!

And of course my dear, sweet Jefferson. :-*

(Everytime I think I've gotten them all, I find another link!)

I'm getting so much attention lately!

I must say, never have I felt this exposed and still loved it so much!!

Gee, I kinda miss my bed

Last Tuesday I was with Connor again. I needed something to tide me over until I saw Jefferson again, and Connor certainly does the trick.

We had tried to get together Monday, but never got it together. But Tuesday was our day. And a good thing too- I was so freaking horny.

So we met at his work place again. That's cool, I like a change a venue every once in a while. Connor had been in the city that day and called me once he was there and I drove down to meet him.

I pulled in the parking lot, parking next to his truck and let myself in the unlocked building. He walked in the front office just as I entered through the door. We greeted eachother with a deep kiss and our lips stayed locked as we moved our way down the hall.

We never made it into his office. We stayed in the hallway. Or rather a big large area that connected all the other offices.

We stood in the middle and I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, letting my purse drop to the ground, and he held my hips firm against his. I could feel how hard he was already.

He walked me backwards and pressed me hard against the wall. I want him to take me, use me, he's pressing those buttons in me, but alas he remains "vanilla." *Sigh*

Connor runs his hands over me, grabbing my brests and crotch. I have my arms wrapped tight around him, wanting to keep his body close to mine. I really do just love the feel of a man's body tight against mine. His hands go to my shirt and pull it over my head and I help with removing my bra. My clothes fall to the ground as I am undressed for him.

I pull him tight to me again and I feel my brests pressing against him, my nipples hardening from brushing against his shirt. I want to feel his skin against mine, so I pull his shirt over his head.

He presses me back tighter against the wall, his lips on my neck and his hands unbuttoning my pants and mine undoing his. He lowers them to my knees and I step out of them. I pull his down below his hips and take his cock in my hand.

But he moves back to lay down on the floor. I join him on top, kissing him and grabbing a condom from my purse. I slip it on then slide him inside me. We moan together as he makes his way deep inside me.

I support myself on my hands, on either side of his head, and I lean down, lean in to kiss him. I move my hips back and forth as he moves his up and down allowing the tip of his cock to graze over my g-spot. He kisses my neck and shoulder, giving it a light bite. Bite harder damn it!

His mouth takes a nipple and his tongue flicks over it and his teeth scrape against it making me gasp; then I feel the cool air again hit my moist nipple. 'More!' my body screams in frustration.

I sit up, allowing him deeper access and he responds by thrusting up into me. Then he grabs my shoulders and pushes me to the side, rolling me on my back. He thrusts into me and I roll my hips up to meet him.

I look up at him, my eyes meeting his and I smile. I move my hands to touch his face and move them down his body over his flexed biceps, and tight chest, and hard stomach and back up again to his hands on either side of my head.

Every ounce of me is craving for him to just pin my wrists down and take me!

But he doesn't.

Instead, he eventually flips me over to take me from behind. His hands firmly grab my hips as he draws me into him. I lean down on my elbows and moan as he thrusts into me. He takes a few swats at my ass (Thank you!!) making me rock back harder into him.

He pulls out, and I feel as he presses against my ass. I relax my muscles as he pushes into me (sans lube, God I'm brave!) and I groan as it stings for a second. My ass loosens, and the juice from my pussy serves as an adequate enough lube.

As Connor moves his cock in and out of my ass, he lays himself over me, lowering me to the floor. He continues pumping and my pussy tightens, an orgasm building, but I'm unfortunately not in a position where I can finger myself. But I slip into this primal state that is now customary with a good ass fucking.

Soon he asks"Where should I come?"
Christ- like I really care??
"Where you are."

He makes a few final thrust before laying to rest atop of me.

We rest a bit, and I hear as he dozes for a couple of minutes.

We soon break apart to wash. I rub my knees and elbows, sore from some rug burn. *Sigh*

We chit chat and part soon after.

I think about him on the drive back home. It was a good fuck- always satisfying. And I like him, cute, nice guy. But he's a bit depressing! He doesn't think very highly of himself or his life. It makes me wish I could do more for him- how can I make him see what I see- ya know? But it's such a complicated relationship- a former client that I chose to get back in touch with... I just don't want anything to be more complicated than it already is.

But I do know that next time, I'm going to make use of that conference table to save my knees some irritation.

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More Thanks

Many thanks to Creative Spanked Wife to linking to me!

And also to Angel Brat!

You should check out these blogs- they're quite delish!

HNT#1

My first time in Half-Nekkid Thursday!

This picture was back from Easter.

Enjoy!

Much love to SugarClick!!

Ladies and gentlemen- my lovely baby blog has been reviewed by SugarClick.

"A direct, unpretentious account of one submissive woman's erotic life"

I love it when Avah writes about fucking. She’s very good at it. I have no doubt that she’s good at fucking, but I definitely have material evidence that she’s very good at writing about it, in the form of her sexblog, Designing Intimacy.

There are a lot of sex blogs out there, and most of them suck because they’re based on the idea that writing about sex is automatically interesting. I can’t blame the bloggers themselves for thinking this; after all, it’s an idea that’s been force-fed to us by generations of mediocre filmmakers and novelists who, when they find themselves up against the wall for a decent idea, ramp up the sex a bit. But sex is mercurial and complicated, and it takes insight to portray all the turmoil and glory of a good fuck.

Avah has a feverish passion not only for the act itself, but for her lover Jefferson and, I suspect, for the written word. Unlike much erotic writing, hers utterly lacks pretension; Avah neither attempts to hide behind metaphors of flower petals and waterfalls nor tries to crank the smut factor up to 11, which is where you start to roll your eyes and go “Oh, yeah. that happened.” (AKA the Penthouse Forum Effect.) Instead, she’s direct and spare in both her physical and emotional descriptions, and you know exactly what she’s talking about. Because so much erotic writing flinches away from sex in one way or another, you get the sense that the authors don’t really like sex, but what drives Avah’s writing is that her pleasure is so damned contagious.

In one of her recent entries, Avah writes about a bukkake party that she held with Jefferson and three guys that they picked up off of Craig’s List. I’m not a fan of bukkake, and actually I think it’s an enormous waste of my porn-watching time, but this is a very hot account of one woman surrounded by four men. There’s multiple aspects to this scene: first, there’s the straight-out sex, all about body parts and fluids and lust intermingling; second, the scene functions as an excellent account of submission, and a description of the euphoric, almost dreamlike qualities of totally losing, or giving up control of your body can bring (as Avah says at the very beginning of this entry, “The event will be portrayed as accurately as possible, but I was pretty far gone at some points, so I’m just filling in blanks there.”); and last, there’s the slow, sensual come-down, when Avah and Jefferson’s play pals have just gone, and it’s just the two of them lying alone watching Secretary, playing a little bit, and ulimately saying goodbye as she takes the last train back to Jersey. The mix of all these elements is what helps lift Avah’s blog over the average sexblog. Designing Intimacy is very intimate, and I wish Avah and Jefferson many more happy fuckings. As long as the rest of us get to read about them.

Courtesy of SugarClick

I'm working on some fun entries for you all. I lost a bit of motivation. Now that I'm in the 2nd month of writing, I'm trying to keep the momentum. I orginally started the blog for Jefferson, because I wanted to be able to share with him the feelings and thoughts that I couldn't say, or just didn't have time to say. But now that I have a wide array of readers, I'm trying to appeal to the masses, but writing for an audience instead of myself is a quick way to lose motivation.

So stay tuned!

And look for pictures over the course of the blog, as requested by Chris from SugarClick!

Sugasm #34

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They Killed him!!

They killed him!! I Can't believe they killed him!!

Poor Izzy!!

How could they do that??? He just proposed to her! He just got a new heart!!

Omg, I cried like a baby last night, lol.

And then she quit? Is she leaving the show then?

Man, I haven't cried that hard over a movie/show since Titantic!

And then Will and Grace is ending on Thursday, oh boy.

OMG Grey's Anatomy!!!!!!

OMG!!! Did anyone just see that Grey's Anatomy episode????!!!!!!

How can they do that??? They can't do that!!! Izzy loves Danny too much they can't do that!!!

I'm sooooo freaking here and I need someone to vent with!!


OMG I can't believe they did that! What if they don't fix it tomorrow night? They have to fix it!!! Everyone has to be ok???

OMG!!! Damn it!

Best Mom Ever

In honor of Mother's Day, I just want to wish all the mothers out there a very happy Mother's Day!

Especially to my own. Though she won't see this message here, she already knows it. She's the best mom in the whole world. It's true. I idolize her- she's an amazing woman: smart, loving, strong, adventurous, caring, understanding.

I couldn't ask for a better mother. I can tell her anything. I do tell her most things. She's really like my best friend.

I even told her about Jefferson. And she's totally cool about it. Respectful, not prying about details, and understanding I'm a grown up now. See what I mean?

Yep, I got the coolest mom.

Happy Mother's Day everyone!!

Concerning the Impeach Bush Banner

Ok, before anyone gets upset or anything, I don't mean to bring politics into my happy sex blog. I'm not particuarly political as it is, I'm just severly anti-Bush.

But I saw it (on another sex blog mind you!) and I had to share.

For God's sake- if there's a chance to get him out of office early- let's take it! Or at least just bring the bastard back to reality.

That's all I shall say.

Now, back to the sex... look for some stories about Connor, Jefferson, and Chore Boy this weekend...

Sugasm #33

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"I Think I love you, but what am I so afraid of..."

Some how, the Partridge Family started playing in my head the other day.

I have no idea. lol.

So Thursday was my morning with Jefferson. *Goofy grin.*

Jefferson later described the time as splendid. It was closer to rapture if you ask me.

In this realm of the universe, Thursday was an absolutely beautiful day. It was already close to 70 degrees when I walked to the bus at 9 AM, not a cloud in the sky, and the temp rose to a comfortable 80 or so by the afternoon and then cooling to a very pleasant spring night.

I rise early, ready for the long day ahead of me. I'll be with Jefferson until around 2, then I need to see some art, then go visit FIT, and then meet with Denzel at 9:30. (More about him in a few weeks).

I got to Jefferson's around 10:30 and walked in to see him on the couch, laptop in lap. I set my bag down by the door and slipped out of my sandals. I got caught up chatting about something for almost 2 whole minutes before I realized I hadn't kissed him yet! Stopping mid-sentence, I leaned down and planted one on his lips. Then I plopped down on the couch next to him, cozying up. He finishes on the computer, shutting it and putting it away.

He runs back to the couch and jumps on and we start making out. Like horny teenagers. Yummy. After a few minutes he breaks away.

"Let's get naked now!" he pipes.
"Sure!"

We make it to the bedroom and rush to strip. Once we're naked I grab him and we kiss. I press my body close to him and he walks us back to the bed. Jefferson lays down and I climb on top reconnecting with his lips. I break away wanting to look into his eyes. God they really are so blue. I move my mouth to suck on his neck and I smile as I hear his breathing quicken. I feel so happy wrapped tightly in his arms.

"How can anyone deserve to be this happy?" I think to myself.

Jefferson pushes me off and lays me on my back then moves his mouth to my pussy and tongues my clit. I moan softly as he takes it in his mouth and sucks on it. I watch him as he lays between my legs, relishing in the sight of him. I close my eyes and lay my head back feeling the warmth spreading through me. Jefferson pushes two fingers in my pussy and starts rubbing my g-spot. As I get closer and closer to orgasm, he pumps faster and faster, harder and harder. He sits up and watches me with such an intent look on his face. I feel the orgasm right there, the pressure behind my clit, so I reach down and rub it as fast as I can and clench down on Jefferson's fingers letting out a moan.

I open my eyes and smile up at Jefferson.

"I want to fuck you now...." he says getting a condom.
"Over there" he says pointing to the side of the bed.

I repositioned myself and Jefferson pulled my legs until my butt was on the edge. Cock in hand, he pushes deep into me. Grabbing hold of my legs he fucks me hard and deep.

I close my eyes, losing myself in the sensation of his cock moving in and out of my pussy.

Then he takes my ankles and brings them together, pusing my knees against my chest. I push my hips up against him, feeling another orgasm getting close.

Slap! I feel the sting of Jefferson's hand across my cheek before it moves to my throat. I groan quietly, trying to focus my breathing through my nose. He releases and I take in a deep breath just as he puts some lube on his cock and pushes into me. He pauses for a second, letting me relax around him. I smile up at him as he starts to thrust slowly.

"Does it feel good?" he asks me.
I nod my head yes.

He starts fucking my ass faster and I close my eyes enjoying the sensation. As he fucks harder and faster I groan with each deep thrust and I feel the orgasm building behind my clit. I reach my hand down and rubbing my clit fast and hard. Jefferson fucks me even harder as I pull out the orgasm. It ripples through me as I moan and clench my pussy and ass. Jefferson slows down and pulls out, leaving to go wash up.

"Get on your hands and knees on the side of the bed" Jefferson tells me as he enters the room again.

I get in position as he comes behind me and puts on a new condom. He pushes himself deep into me and I moan into the bed. His hands are firmly on my hips, allowing him to draw me closer and for him to penetrate me deeper. My hands grip the sheets as I lose myself deep in him, letting him take me.

He pulls out and I groan unhappily. He walks around the other side of the bed and I watch as he grabs the gold box. He comes back around and places the box on me and rustles for something. I feel something smooth and thin press into my ass as Jefferson slowly slides a plug in. Then in a fluid push he replaces his cock back in my pussy. I groan loudly at this new feeling of fullness.

Jefferson fucks me real good. Hard, deep, fast. I grip the sheets tight, my toes curled, grunting and groaning. I sink further away in to this detached and...primal...state. I hear myself- these noises coming deep from my gut. I can picture Jefferson in my head, behind me, pounding into me, his gaze locked on me, and his face fixed with a mixture of lust and concentration.

I quickly feel an orgasm rising, but let myself ride on the edge for a bit. When I can't take it anymore, I bring my hand between my legs and start rubbing my clit. Jefferson fucks me even harder making the orgasm come easier. I scream into the bed as it rips through me. He keeps fucking me til the twitching in my pussy subsides and then slows down to a lazy pace.

I hear as Jefferson fishes in the "treasure chest" for the vibrating eggs. He takes the plug out of my ass and pushes in an egg and follows it with the plug again. He puts the other one in my pussy and follows it with his cock. He switches the eggs on and I moan as vibrations are produced deep inside me. Jefferson's cock then returns to fucking me.

He fucks me at the high intensity again making me scream and grunt more still.

After a while longer he slips out of my pussy, removes the plug and egg and slips his cock in my ass. With in the minute I feel another orgasm building (let's recall I use to never be able to cum from sex, and I'm now I'm having 2 and 3 in a morning!). I reach between my legs again and rub my clit cumming hard and screaming louder than before. Jefferson keeps fucking me hard, prolonging the waves. When he's done, he pulls out and puts the plug in his place.

"Don't move" he orders me as he steps into the bathroom.

He comes back and I watch as he goes into his closet to retrieve his arsenal of whips, paddles and the cane.

"Move to the bottom of the bed."

I adjust and brace myself. Jefferson starts on my ass with his hand warming my skin up. I usually keep my head down and let myself be surprised about what implement Jefferson picks up, but today I wanted to watch. I see as Jefferson grabs a braided whip. I crane my neck wanting to see his face as he brings the leather down against my skin. I get a glimpse, but flinch away when contact is made.

After a dozen or so strikes with that whip, he puts it down and moves close to me taking me in his arms and giving my back a few kisses. I let myself go in his warm and safe embrace, biting my lip.

He stands back up and lands a few smacks with his hand before chosing the riding crop next. He taps it gently along my back and ass and down to my pussy before landing hard swats on my ass. A dozen or so on each cheek, each making me moan and squirm, then he moves and targets my back and shoulders.

Again he places the crop down and takes me into his arms again and kisses and caresses me tenderly.

The cane is next and I tense waiting for the first strike. It comes down, and it stings, but it's rather mild. The follwing strikes bite, but are nothing like what I got on my birthday.

Jefferson finishes and moves the arsenal aside and takes the plug from my ass, giving light kisses to my red cheeks.

He lays down on the bed and I crawl into his arms as he hugs me tight. We lay quietly, resting from such an eventful morning.

"Da da da la la, la la-la la..." I sing the tune to the Partridge Family song.

"What are you singing?" he asks me.
"I forget the words" I say, singing him the tune. "Da da da da, so what am I so afraid of...something something something..."
"Ohh...I think I love you, so what am I so afraid of, I'm afraid that I'm not sure of, a love there is no cure for..." he sings to me.
"Oh yeah! That's the only part of the song I know though." I say, spurring a discussion of the lyrics and of the Partridge family.

"Hey, you want a grlled cheese?" Jefferson asks me.
"Sure!" I say without pause.

We get up and have a lovely grilled cheese lunch on the terrace, chatting about random things and watching the activity on the street below.

It comes that time again where we must part, and Jefferson has to go play dad again.

We leave the buliding and walk the few blocks to where we part for him to go cross-town as I go down town. We kiss goodbye nicely, aware of the very public surroundings, but I quickly take his face in my hands and pull him in for a hotter, deeper kiss, not giving a damn what anyone would think. I just had rediculously hot sex with this very handsome, sexy man, why shouldn't all of Manhattan know it?

Does this look sexual to you?

While many people marched in the Great American Boycott across the country, I was settled cozy in Jefferson's bed surrounded by 4 very handsome men.

Last night was of course the Bukkake Party you've all been anticipating. Well, I have at least.

My day started early that morning around 9:30 (I'm 20- that's early...). I woke up to finish some revisions on my English papers to turn in at my last English class of my college career! :-D Very exciting. I end up finishing around a quarter after 12 with 40 minutes before class- excellent! I head out, stopping at the campus bookstore to get a folder to put my papers in.

After a short class, I head back to my room to prep for that evening. It was already 1:30 and I had to work fast to catch the 3:18 bus. I hop in the shower to wash my face and shave my legs. After I dry off I apply a liberal amount of vanilla (not coconut, dear) lotion to my legs, feet, arms, and torso.

When I finished I stood in front of my closet to decide what to wear. I usually wear jeans, so decided against it to change things up. Since it was a gorgeous and sunny 70 degrees, I decided on my cream, cotton sun dress. I dressed in the appropriate undergarments and slipped the dress over my head. Then I pop in my contacts and apply some light make-up, finishing with a few spritzes of perfume. I consider straightening my hair, but due to lack of time, I just pull it back in a tight bun and pin my bangs back.

When I'm all finished, I check my purse to make sure I have my keys and money, then slip in my shoes, grab a jacket for later, and head to the bus stop.

20 minutes later we pull into Port Authority, and I make my way to the subway and hop on the E to 5th Ave to go visit MoMA. I breeze through in a half hour- unimpressed with the collection, and decide to do a little window shopping since I still have a half hour before I need to head back uptown to Jefferson's.

I stop in Fortunoff's to check out their jewelry since I like it so much. I don't expect to buy anything since I'm in so much debt, but I see this ring. This beautiful blue topaz ring. And I've been wanting a blue topaz ring for almost 6 months now, but I've just been waiting for the right one. And that was it. It was a beautiful deep blue, rectangle cut stone, set in this beautiful 14k yellow gold band. Now, normally I hate yellow gold, but this setting was so beautiful. It was all carved and had a few tiny diamonds in it (a whole .09 ct! lol). It was just stunning. All for the low price of $298. Which, is in reality, a really good price. It's just money I don't really have. Oh well. "I'll take it!" I tell the saleslady. But I need a size 8.5. That ring is a 6.5, and would become too thin if I sized it up 2 sizes, so I get it special ordered. 4 weeks. Ugh. Well, I've waited this long already...

Guiltfuly pleased (total oxymoron!) with my purchase, I head out and quickly breeze through Zara, a store I fell in love with when I was in Paris. There were a dozen+ things I would have bought in a heart beat, so I quickly found the exit. I crossed the block to the subway entrance and waited for the E to go back downtown to grab the 1. But due to "an investigation at Canal St. the E train is operating on 6ave, not 8th" so I had to take the V instead. God I hope the V is going somewhere I'm familiar with....

As I'm standing on the cramped train, waiting for it to go, another announcement comes over the loudspeaker. "Ladies and Gentlemen, the V train will now be operating as an E train. The V as in Victor train will be operating as an E as in Edward train until West 14th."

Sweet. Now if it would just move!

After the announcement is made, a bunch of people leave and some seats open up, so I move quickly grabbing one. And still we wait! Congestion at the station ahead of us. Fan-fucking-tabulous. After about 10 minutes of waiting, we finally head off. I take it until I transfer to the 1 and get off at my stop. I walk the rest of the way with a quick pace to Jefferson's building.

I was supposed to be there at 5:30, but don't arrive until almost 5:45. Jefferson buzzes me in and as I make my way up to his apartment, I start to feel the adrenaline kick in as the upcoming event draws closer.

I knock on the door and Jefferson opens it a few seconds later. He smiles at me making me smile in return. He takes my coat and hangs it up before we embrace for the first time in days. We hug each other tight and I let out an audible sigh. I float away in Jefferson's comfortable hold. I breath his scent in deep andfind his mouth with mine. We break apart and I smile looking into his crystal blue eyes.

"Would you like anything? Something to drink?" I hear him ask me.
"Water would be great, thank you."

He goes to the kitchen and returns a moment later with a tall glass of water.
"Thank you" I say sweetly.
"Have a seat, we have a little bit, the boys won't be here until 7" Jeffersons tells me gesturing towards the couch.

We chat for a bit about art, writing, penises, sex, and our upcoming event. Jefferson explains to me how he goes about finding the guys. He posted on CL looking for guys to become part of a Bukkake "Club" kind of thing. Guys should be bi, bi curious, or bi friendly so they can all play. Then he screens for cuteness! If we're going to have a bunch of naked guys jerking off around us, we might as well have something pretty to look at.

"Wanna play a little bit before the boys arrive?" Jefferson poses to me.
"Always!" I reply enthusiastically.

We walk back to the bedroom and he makes a quick stop in the bathroom as I strip. Jefferson comes back to find me laying on the bed waiting for him. He pulls his shirt over his head and drops his PJs before joining me and taking me into his arms. I take his face in my hands and pull him to my lips. My tongue dances with his, tasting his minty fresh mouth.

"Hope you don't mind the taste of Listerine" he says.
"Nope, takes good- minty." I say moving to take his neck in my mouth. I kiss my way down his chest and take his cock making it hard with my mouth. After a little bit he sits up and tells me to lay back. He squirts some lube in his hand and starts fingering me. I moan and buck my hips against his fingers. I open my eyes to look at him, enjoying the sight, and getting more turned on just watching him as his fingers fuck me deep. I move my hand down to my clit and produce a body shaking orgasm.

I smile at Jefferson as he grabs a condom and slips his cock inside me. I moan and arch my back up, falling deeper into love with his cock in me. He grabs my ankles and puts them up by his shoulders. He fucks me with long steady strokes, not too hard, we're only just warming up before the show anyways. My hands go to his waist keeping him close to me. I look up at him- staring into his bright blue eyes. I'm held there by his gaze. I break it a few seconds later taking in the sight of the rest of him, watching his body as he thrusts in and out.

I pull Jefferson down close to me, drawing him in for a kiss.

I suck on his lip and caress his skin as he fucks me harder.

The phone rings, and we think it's the first arrival, but the call isn't from downstairs, so Jefferson fucks me more. 5 or so minutes later we get the first call. We break apart to dress and get decent for our guests. Within the next minute, 2 more call and arrive. The first 3 are here promptly, so we wait for the next 5 of the 8 who confirmed.

Before the first one comes up, I step into the bathroom to just freshen up. I hear them come in and I grin at myself in the mirror. I feel the adrenaline really kick in. I'm so excited for this. But not in the least bit nervous! Huh...

I step out and saunter down the hall to the living room.

"Guys, this is Avah" Jefferson says introducing me.
"Hi" I say, smiling at the handsome men.

The three of them take seats around the living room and sit quietly.

I refilled my water as Jefferson got some for himself and a guest.

We sat around, Jefferson trying to fill the silence with some chit-chat while we waited for the others to arrive. We smile at one another during the silence.

We gave it until 7:15, but no one else showed, and we decided we waited long enough. Let's get this party started!

The boys strip first as we watch.
"Now let's undress the girl!" Jefferson says.

He reaches down and grabs the hem of my dress, drawing it slowly up my body. It comes all the way up and I help him pull it over my head. I lean against Jefferson as his hands roam my body.

"Come get aquatinted with her" Jefferson invited the boys.

In moments I'm surrounded. 4 men standing over me, 4 pairs of hands running over me. I close my eyes and slip lightly into sub space. (The event will be portrayed as accurately as possible, but I was pretty far gone at some points, so I'm just filling in blanks there).

I reach back behind me and undo Jefferson's pants. He then pulls his shirt over his head as he instructs me to kneel and suck his cock.

I smile sweetly at him as I get on my knees and take his cock in my mouth. I close my eyes as I fall into a steady rhythm.

"She sucks great cock" I hear one of the guys say.
"Yes, she does" Jefferson agrees.
"Did you train her?" another one asks.
"I wish I could take credit, but I found her like this" Jefferson says proudly.

"Let's move to the bedroom, shall we?" Jefferson suggests, taking his cock out of my mouth.
"You can crawl back" He says to me guiding me back by my hair.

We all make our way back and Jefferson and I make our way onto the bed as the boys stand around. I lay on my back as Jefferson settles between my legs taking my clit in his mouth.

I look around, at Jefferson between my legs, and the 3 men around me rubbing their cocks.

"Avah's into the bondage stuff, so you guys could hold down her wrists" Jefferson suggest.

One guy lightly grasps my wrist. No one else moves. Um...ok then, never mind, lol.

I close my eyes just enjoying the feeling of the hands on my nipples and Jefferson's mouth on my clit and his fingers in my pussy. He pulls his head up to look at me, and fucks me harder with his fingers. He finds a cock next to him and sucks on it briefly. I squirm under him, feeling my orgasm nearing. He sucks hard on my clit and I cry out as I cum hard around his fingers.

Jefferson comes back up and we kiss and smile before he straddles my face and feeds me his cock. He pins down my wrists with his knees. I slip even further into sub-space, and this is where events really get hazy...

I move my head as best I can on his cock, spending more effort running my tongue along his shaft. Jefferson's hand grabs my hair to move my mouth better along the length of him. One of the other boys' hand replaces his as Jefferson reaches into the drawer and hear him grab the vibrating eggs. He fixes the batteries before inserting an egg in my ass and one in my pussy. He turns them on and I moan on his cock.

Jefferson pulls out of my mouth and I gasp for air.
"Suck on my balls" he orders me placing them over my mouth.

I take them in my mouth gently sucking on them and running my tongue all around them.

One of the boys grabs my left hand and places it on his cock. I squeeze it tightly and I move my hand along the length of him. Jefferson gets up and turns around, facing the other way, away from the wall and returns his cock to my mouth again. He bobs his cock in and out of my mouth, and as he comes down, his balls cover my nose, making it hard for me to breathe. I cough trying to get air and Jefferson slaps me. God I love that. Is that weird?? lol

"Were you coughing?" he asks me.
"Sorry" I mumble around his cock.

He continues fucking my throat pinching my nipples and giving my breasts hard slaps.

I feel another hand guide my right hand to another cock. I lose myself concentrating on pleasing the cocks around me.

I hear as Jefferson rummages for something else in the drawer.

"She likes these, but can't take them for too long" Jefferson says as I hear him grabbing the clothes pins. Pff- I can take them longer than a lot of other girls!

He places the first one on my right nipple, but not far enough on, and it pinches me as it slips off. I cry out and jerk tightly the cock in my hand. He places the other one on my left nipple, and I just moan as it clamps down. He replaces the other one and I wince under it's heat.

"Can you hand me that gold box down there?" Jefferson asks one of the guys. He leans down and hands it to Jefferson. I hear as Jefferson rustles through it. He stops and I hear him open a condom. A second later, I feel something hard and thick pushing into my pussy. The guys hold my legs back and open to get a good view.

Jefferson hands over the dildo to one of the guys instructing him to fuck me with it. He pushes and pulls slowly, and I moan as it fills me deep. I feel Jefferson take the clothes pins off and sigh as the blood flows back in them. The boy fucks me a bit harder, and I grunt each time he enters me.

"Yeah, fuck her deep" I hear one of the guys encourging him.

Soon Jefferson leaves my mouth and leaves me panting for breath. He climbs off the bed and I watch as he takes a sip of water, bring it back to let it flow in my mouth.

I gulp it down, feeling the cool, refreshing water slide down my throat.

"Thank you" I whisper taking his face in my hands and kissing him deep.

He pulls back and I watch as he sit back in the chair to watch for a bit. I smile at him then look up at the guys around me and smile at them. I watch them as they jerk off, my hand still on the one guys. He adds some lube, making it slippery. The other guys follow suit, and soon there's the echoing sound of the sloppy jerking.

Jefferson returns by the bed, taking the place of the boy between my legs. He removes the dildo and grabs my legs pulling me to the edge of the bed. He pushes his cock in me and I moan loudly. My hands grab at his thighs wanting to keep him deep and close. I wiggle my hips, finding the right angle for him to hit my g-spot. I find the right angle and grunt with each of his hard thrusts.

"Yeah, give it to her good" the guys cheer us on.

Jefferson fucks me hard, slapping my ass hard making me cry out loudly.

I'm hypnotized by the sound of the guys jerking off around me, their hands running over my skin, and Jefferson above me fucking me. As I sink to the deepest depths of sub-space, the farthest I've ever gone, I look in Jefferson's eyes and smile. I close my eyes and let out a little giggle, totally blissed out. I look around wanting to take in the sight- making a mental picture for me to come back to.

My eyes find Jefferson's again as he fucks me even harder. I feel yet another orgasm building.

Thoughts run through my head: Take me. Anything you want. It's yours. I'm yours. I ...I think I'm.... wait, is that allowed?
My gaze is locked on him as I silently submit and give all of myself to him and his will.

My hand moves to my clit and rubs hard. I raise my hips, holding my breath, trying to draw out the orgasm.

"Come on, come on" I hear. Or is it me?

I gasp loudly and moan as the orgasm rips through me. Jefferson fucks me faster, prolonging the waves. As the orgasm subsides, I feel my pussy still twitching lightly around his cock.

I smile up at Jefferson as he removes his cock from me.

The boys get closer to me, one kneeling on the bed. Their jerking is getting faster, and you can feel it in the air they're getting close.

"She should be kneeling" one of the guys says to Jefferson.
"On the bed or on the floor?" he responds.
"Where ever."
"Avah, would you please get on your knees?" Jefferson asks me.
"On the bed or on the floor?" I ask slowly rising.
"Well, I think you'd be more comfortable on the bed."
"Well, alright then" I say sittting back on my heels.

Jefferson climbs on the bed, bracing himself against the ceiling, and feeds me his cock. The other boys climb on too and follow suit. I look up seeing them all jerking themselves fast and hard, keeping steady with a hand on the ceiling.

Jefferson pulls out of my mouth as I feel two cocks press against either of my cheeks. I close my eyes in anticipation and seconds later, I feel the hot sticky liquid running down my cheeks. Jefferson smiles at me as he rubs the cum into my skin.

The last guy steps closer. "Where should I cum?" he asks.
"Oh I think her lovely breasts look pretty naked" Jefferson suggests.
He positions his cock on my chest and I then I feel his cum on my chest dripping down my breasts onto my stomach.

As the guys cum, the leave quietly to wash in the bathroom. They return only to thank us for a great time before returning to the living room to dress and leave.

Jefferson kisses me and removes the eggs.
"Shall we hose you off now?"
"Sounds good to me."

Jefferson starts the shower and gestures for me to get in. I step in the shower and follows in behind me. I wash my face, feeling the cum wash down my body into the drain. Jefferson soaps up a poof and gently washes me. I rinse off and we switch places so he can wash. It's quiet and tender as I come down from the high of it all.

"When can we do that again?" I ask. He laughs.
"Hopefully soon!" he responds. Awesome!

We settle into bed watching a movie as Jefferson feels it's his duty to introduce me to The Secretary.

"Would you like something to drink? I'm going to have some burbon, do you want any or something else?" Jefferson offers me.
I think about it, but I haven't really eaten much that day, so any alcohol would hit me kind of hard, and I already walk crooked whenever I leave.
"Just water thanks."

He goes and returns with 2 glasses of water and a burbon. He takes a sip and lays down as I settle into his arms. I breathe in, memorizing the musky smell of the alcohol.

My hand in his, with his arm around me, and my legs wrapped around him, we start the movie.

The movie starts with Maggie Gylenhhal (however you spell it) with her wrists chained to a bar that is around her neck and performing secretary duties using mainly her mouth.

"Well, now that's an opening scene!" I say.

The movie moves along and a scene appears where she gathers her tools to cut. I turn my head, not wanting to see it, and instinctively turn my forearms down, hiding them.

Towards the end of the movie, I notice it's 10:30, and I feel a bit hungry.
"Did you eat dinner?" I ask Jefferson.
"No, did you?"
"No. Are you hungry?"
"Yeah, are you?"
"I'm OK."
"I'll end up grabbing something later. Though if I had a good submissive, she'd be making me dinner" he jokes.
"Do you want me to make you something?"
"No, no, I was just kidding. Are you sure you're not hungry?"
"Well, I could eat, yeah."
"I'll make us something- I have raviolis or I could make some tuna on a bagel..."
"Ravioli sounds perfect."
"Cheese or spinach and cheese?"
"Just cheese."
"With tomato sauce?"
"Perfect."
"I'll be right back then" he says kissing me and getting up.
"Do you need help?" I offer.
"No, you just stay here and watch the movie."

I hear him in the kitchen running water and putting a pot on the stove. And he joins me back in bed to watch the last 10 minutes of the movie.

We go to the kitchen and find the water boiling. Jefferson adds the raviolis into the water. I pull him close to me and hold him tight. I just love so much being in his arms. We kiss passionately and I feel my hunger for him rising. He's right here in my arms and I'm still starving for him. I kiss his neck and he moves to mine. He bites down into my shoulder. I press myself closer to him. He moves his mouth and bites down again. I moan underneath him. He goes again, and takes one last bite, clenching down harder as my moans get louder and I squirm under him. He releases and I gasp, looking in his eyes.

"I need to stir the pasta." he says breaking away briefly.
He turns back to me and we kiss and hold eachother until the pasta is done. He puts the pasta in bowls and gets forks setting them down on the table. I sit and wait for him as he gets drinks. We sit, and chat, eating a nice naked dinner.

We don't have much time, since I have to leave soon to catch the 11:54 train, the last train back to Jersey. We finish and it's already after 11. I go to the bedroom to start getting dressed, and Jefferson comes in after with my dress.

That he's wearing! I gasp in surprise and start laughing!
"Omg! My dress!"
"You like?" he asks twirling the bottom.
"Baby, it's on backwards" I giggle.
"Oh shoot, I just can't wear dresses I guess."

He slips it over his head and hands it to me. I finish dressing and fix my hair a bit as we walk to the living room.

Neither of us really want me to go. But if I don't make the train, I'd deffinately be spending the night there.

We reluctantly part, a bit comforted by the fact we get to see each other again the day after the day after tomorrow (that would be Thursday).

I walk to the subway stop strolling along smiling brightly. I wait a while for the 1 to go back down to Penn, and get anxious I'll miss my train.

I eventually get to the station, and with just about 5 minutes before the train is supposed to leave, I run to buy my ticket and get to the gate. I make it onto the train with 2 minutes to spare.

I settle into my seat and go over the night's events again in my head. I look down at my shoulder, and see Jefferson's mark still there, and a smile spreads across my face.

"Who says love has to be gentle and kind?"