Edna’s Spooky Treats for Halloween

I will be adding to this post over the next few weeks. I wanted to at least get it started these are some of Edna’s treats for Halloween.

Halloween Treats

Let’s start with a drink.

Fizzy Cranberry-Orange Punch

Ingredients:

1 bottle cranberry juice
1 cup orange juice
2 cups vodka
2 cups lemon lime soda (Sprite/7-up)
orange and lemon slices, for garnish

Steps:

Combine cranberry juice, orange juice and vodka in a punch bowl, then top with lemon lime soda.
Garnish with orange and lemon slices and serve chilled.

Now a crunchy snack.

Apple Nachos

Ingredients:

4 Granny Smith apples, cored and thinly sliced
1 cup white chocolate chips, melted
¾ cup caramel, warmed in microwave
1 cup chopped pretzels
2 Heath bars, broken into pieces

Steps:

On a large plate, arrange apple slices on top of one another.
Drizzle half the white chocolate and caramel, then top with pretzels and Heath bars.
Drizzle with remaining white chocolate and caramel.
Serve immediately.

Something warm and easy before heading out for Trick or Treat.

Smoked Sausage and Peppers

Ingredients:

1 (14 ounce) package of Smoked Sausage, diagonally cut into 1/4-inch slices

2 Tablespoons olive or vegetable oil

1 cup onion, cut into thin slices, or 1-inch pieces.

2 cups red and green peppers, cut into thin slices, or 1-inch pieces.

1 garlic clove, minced.

Steps:

Saute sausage in a large skillet over medium-high heat for 3 minutes, turning occasionally.
Add oil, garlic, onion, and peppers.

Cooking until tender, about 3 minutes.

Something sweet for dessert.

Dirt Pie

Ingredients:
1 pkg. (3.9 oz.) Chocolate Flavor Instant Pudding
2 cups cold milk
1 tub (8 oz.) Whipped Topping, thawed
15 Oreo Cookies, finely crushed (about 1-1/4 cups), divided

Gummy Worms

Steps:

Beat pudding mix and milk in large bowl with whisk 2 min. Let stand 5 min.

Stir in Whipped Topping and 1/2 cup cookie crumbs.
Spoon into 10 (6- to 7-oz.) paper or plastic cups; top with remaining cookie crumbs.
Refrigerate 1 hour.

Top with Gummy Worms before serving.

To be continued…

Thoughts on Cooking

 

Ok, I have been bitten by the inspiration bug. I tried not writing this blog for three hours, inspiration won out. 

So here it goes:

I am not sure when or why I started taking cooking seriously. Over the last two or three years something just clicked, throwing ingredients together made sense. I would like to think that some of the knowledge came from my year spent in Seattle, while there I participated in a Cooking Matters class, (twice) once in the fall and once in the spring. So the class was the same information wise but it was run by two different groups with different recipes and different techniques. 

I then took a position at the Greenwood Senior Center as a volunteer, as a prep-cook for their daily lunch program. I worked with a charming, wonderful older lady, she was short, spunky and loved to sing in Italian while she cooked. I listened and watched her create warm comforting meals for our guests everyday. She was an inspiration, she always made her dishes with love. I worked at the senior center for four months, given that the time flew by, it was the right place to be a the time. 

Moving on to more recent occurrences, I started writing a story called After the Glory. Within this story is a character named Rachel, she is a freelance writer that has a column in a small local paper. Citing recipes and gardening tips, I was inspired to create Recipes from Edna’s Kitchen and Edna’s Recipes for Autumn from her. She is partially modeled after my great grandmother.

All of this cooking and writing has led me to a favorite go to recipe that I would like to share with you all.

Slow Cooker Pulled Pork

Ingredients:

1 4-6 lbs Pork Shoulder Roast

2 oz Hickory flavored Liquid Smoke (about half the bottle)

3 teaspoons Himalayan Pink Salt (enough to cover the roast)

Steps:

Rinse and pat dry Pork Roast

Stab the Pork Roast with a fork repeatedly on all sides

Rub crushed Himalayan Pink Salt into the Pork Roast

Place the Pork Roast into a Slow Cooker (Crock-Pot)

Pour Liquid Smoke over the Pork Roast

Cook on high for 4-6 hour or on low for 8-10 hours

When finished cooking, meat should be tender, taking two forks shred up meat.

Now for the good stuff Katsu Sauce.

Katsu Sauce

Ingredients:

1\2 cup Sugar

1\2 cup Ketchup

4 Tablespoons Worchestire Sauce

4 Tablespoons Soy Sauce

1\4 teaspoon Garlic Powder

1\4 teaspoon Paprika

Steps:

Combine all ingredients whisk together add a splash of water to thin out sauce if desired.

A simple recipe and oh so good, I pour the Katsu sauce over the shredded pork and service on a roll with macaroni salad.

There you go my rambling thoughts, feel free to comment or suggest one of your go to recipes.

 

Chances

So I am not going to lie, I enjoy reading erotica, seriously who doesn’t. I especially enjoy the short experience stories, the I had sex in an elevator, or she took me in the restroom. So I spend time browsing for erotic stories, the #nsfw ones, and when they are written well, I enjoy the experience.

One day as I was looking through a short fiction site that advertised their 8000 plus erotic story collection, I came across this one particular story. It was titled “The Yellow School Chair” it peaked my curiosity, so I clicked on it.

~ ~ ~ ~

The Yellow School Chair

From the moment I laid eyes on her, I wanted her. She was hot, short, curvy but cut she swam and biked. She was well toned, with shoulder length dirty blond hair, and dark green eyes. So I hit on her, and before I knew it we were down stairs in the campus library. I showed her the archive room, no one ever goes in there. It was a room full of bookshelves, boxes and clutter. I pulled out a yellow plastic school chair and placed it in the middle of the room. I asked her to have a seat. I walked around her, standing behind her, I ran my hands down her neck rolling my thumb over the scar at the base of her neck.

~ ~ ~ ~

I stopped reading, I reached up and ran my fingers across the back of my neck. There is no way that this is one of my personal experiences that someone else is writing about. It is a small world and all, but what are the chances, that someone I slept with in college, first off wrote about it, and secondly that I randomly found it. I thought about this for a moment, check who the author was. Which wasn’t any help because it was under a username. I continued reading, might as well see how it turned out.

~ ~ ~ ~

I ran my hands down her arms, then down her sides, I grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it up over her head. I walked around to the front of the chair and kneeled down in front of her. I kissed across her collarbone and down in between her breasts. I slid her bra straps off of her shoulders and un fastened her bra, it fell to the floor. I took her soft brests into my hands carressing them, then I sucked on her nipples making them hard. She put her head back and moaned, as she ran her fingers through my hair. I nibbled and sucked on her breasts, rolling my tounge around her nipples. I moved back from her and motioned for her to stand up, she did and I unbuttoned, unzipped and slid her jeans off of her. I kissed her stomach and squeezed her ass, then I hooked my thumbs into the hips of her panties and slid them off. I asked her to sit back down and spread her legs, she did and I moved down between her soft thighs and lightly licked her pussy. She moaned and I slid my tounge into her, tasting her, feeling her. I sucked and licked sliding my tounge in and out of her. She squirmed and moaned I loved hearing her moan. I then slid my fingers inside of her, thrusting them in and out of her now drenched pussy. She bit her lip, pushed back against me and let out a scream, I keep fingering her. Till she begged me to stop.

Well that was intense, to read one of your own personal experiences, told by someone else. Once again I wonder what were the chances.

Life is Like…Poetry

Clarity of Thought

What does it mean,

to think, to understand,

to reflect, to learn.

Why does your heart lean one way

and your mind the other.

good and evil,

right and wrong,

clarity of thought.

Understanding the feelings that pulse through my mind,

Why is one right and the other wrong.

I can’t clear my mind enough to get the time that I need to catch my breath.

My body is tired and rundown, exhausted.

But my mind is awake to everything.

Ready to pounce upon anything that comes it’s way.

How can my mind be so energized and my body so tired.

I have no clarity of thought.

I don’t know or understand why my feelings are so mixed and conflicted.

I am mad at the world but at the same time I want everyone’s sympathy and compassion.

Never

I have never seen a sunrise over the ocean.

I have never kissed a sweet loving kiss, that tasted of warmth.

I have never been loved with the love only found in a peer.

To be all these things is my only request.

That before my dying day I find trust and love.

To kiss to have the warm breath of another against my lips.

As sweet as honey, yet as pure as a cool breeze on a hot summer day.

To feel his warmth move through me, to have his lips linger upon mine.

Like the morning dew on the petal of a rose.

To hold his hand in mine, firmly but gently.

Protecting me from heartache.

The love I’ll find within him.

If only he’d let me.

 

Friend

Why I consider you a friend,

You are always there to listen,

Not to judge and criticize.

To enjoy the good times,

And to get through the bad.

You’re the only one who hasn’t left me.

And when you do leave for various periods of time,

You always come back.

I feel that you’re the only one who cares,

About me for who I am,

And not what I’ve done or might do.

You have helped me unlock and open,

So many hidden doors.

Thank you for being a friend, I love you.

You’ve shown me more compassion and trust,

As well as showing me more of what life has to offer,

Than anyone else.

 

His Eyes

His eyes are the color of the wide open sea.

His deep yet sententious voice,

Has the power to captivate me,

His hair shines like gold beneath the warm midday sun.

Be it through the gates of heaven,

Or the red hot flames of hell,

It is him that I follow.

And without his love, compassion and friendship.

I would have been lost.

He holds me safe from the cold cruel world.

He fills my soul full of life,

And my heart full of love,

That it sends me soaring like a dove.

He is honest with me,

And I am true to him.

I shall be his and he shall be mine,

For now and for all time.

 

Life is Like

Life is Like…
A dozen roses, all standing straight,

Full of beauty, an arousing aroma of peace,

A symbol of love and respect.

But only stay for a short while,

It brings feelings of happiness to a lonely heart,

Then fades away, so quickly to remind us

How limited our time is.

It fades away, losing a little more beauty each day,

From a bright bold color,

To a darker duller stain of color.

Its leaves dry and crumble to the surface of a table,

To be brushed away.

Its petals wither, curling the corners,

To shrink slowly in the mid-day sun.

Till it drops, fallen over, given up on itself.

Allowing gravity to take over,

And finally it dies.

Showing how soon we forget about time,

And the value of our own lives.

 

No More

I use to be happy and carefree,

But then something happened.

Something that made me not want to feel anything anymore.

My father died and everything changed.

From the moment the phone rang at 12:45 am,

My world was put on a roller-coaster.

All I felt from that point on was hurt and sorrow.

I am tired of feeling all these feelings of pain,

It has made me numb to any and all other feelings.

All I want is to be able to depart from this roller-coaster.

That all started the night the phone rang.

To have no more sadness and no more pain.

To have a time that is quiet and calm to be able to sort these feelings out.

To find my balance and clarity of thought.

 

Who am I…

Who am I?

Why am I so sad, why do I need to be held and comforted?

Who am I to ask such a selfish question?

I have always taken care of everyone else around me,

So why does this person, this stranger want to help me?

Someone not worth helping, I don’t deserve anyone’s help.

All I want right now is my dad,

I want him to hug me and to say that he loves me.

Why am I left to suffer from his selfishness?

He left me for his own happiness.

I don’t ever want to hurt someone that way.

Which is why I am always taking care of those around me and not myself.

I am afraid that if I stop to take care of myself and am happy,

That I may be hurting someone else with my happiness.

So where do I fit in? When will it be my turn to be happy?

Who am I and where do I belong?

Erotic Poetry

Desire

You are my vice my drug my want my desire.

The things you say the way you make me feel, the deep desire I feel when I am with you when I want you, to be with you to feel you in me, fucking me making me moan and cum.

As I rub my hand along my breasts and pinch my nipple, making them hard. Pinching my nipples hard makes my pussy wet and wanting, running my hand in between my legs, sliding my fingers into my wet pussy and rubbing my clit making myself cum.

Feeling your tongue slide into my mouth, sucking on your tongue. I pull you close to me and I can feel your hard cock pushing up against me. I run my hand down and undo your pants I take your hard thick cock into my hand and stroke it.

Making you moan, and kiss you deeply. I drop to my knees and take your cock into my mouth, sliding it deep into my mouth sucking and tasting you. Feeling your hands run through my hair holding me close to you.

I suck your cock and taste your cum, you moan and pull me up to you. You kiss me deeply and run your hand over my breast, pinching my nipple, and making me moan. You lay me down on the bed and pull off my pants and panties.

You push my legs apart and gently kiss my inner thigh. Moving up to my wet pussy, I shudder as your tongue slides into my pussy and you lick my clit making me drip with cum. I push you deeper into my pussy and moan, wanting to feel your cock in me.

I want to fuck you and feel you thrust deep into me, I want to feel you cum in me.

You are my vice my drug my want my desire.

 

Shower

Fuck…had to go take a shower.

Talking to you, getting that butterfly feeling in my stomach,

you turning me on so much, telling me how you want me and how hard your cock is, that you’re rubbing it.

Becoming breathless, rubbing my breasts, pinching my nipples, sliding my fingers into my wet pussy.

I moved to the bed and laid on my back rubbing at my clit, thinking about you,

making myself so wet and wanting to cum for you.

Sliding my fingers in and out, thinking about wanting your cock in me. Wanting to feel you fuck me.

Had to go take a shower, got in and washed,

then couldn’t stop rubbing my pussy, and thinking about you,

saying fuck me please baby, fuck me, made myself cum again and again.

Got out of the shower and standing with just a towel in the bedroom,

I kept rubbing my breasts and pinching my nipples,

I dropped the towel and fell to my knees and rubbed my pussy till my body shuddered and I came.

I am not sure what you do to me but oh my god.

All I can say is fuck.

 

You

I watch you,

I think about you I wonder what you look like naked.

I picture you standing before me bare chested.

Running my hands across your broad shoulders and down your chest.

Stoping to feel your heartbeat under the touch of my hand.

I kiss your cheek, you need to shave.

I kiss your lips, soft and full.

I slip my tongue into your mouth and gently suck.

You let out a moan and kiss me back.

I drop to my knees.

I take your erect cock into my mouth.

Sucking gently at first, then harder as you moan and run your hands through my hair.

Pushing further, I feel your cum hit the back of my throat and I swallow.

I rise up and kiss you long, slow and deep.

That One Time

He stood in front me, he leaned in and kissed me, deeply. I sucked on his tongue he let out a sigh.

He unbuttoned my jeans, unzipped them and hooked his thumbs into my jeans and panties and slid them down to my ankles. I took off my shirt and bra, dropping them to the floor.

I stepped out of my jeans and panties and sat on the edge of the bed. He knelled before me and ran his hands along the inside of my thighs moving my legs apart. He gently pushed me back on to the bed and moved himself in between my spread legs.

He gently kissed my pussy, before starting to lick and suck at my clit, feeling his tongue slide in and out of my pussy, making me moan with pleasure. As he licked and sucked at my pussy, I ran my hands through his hair pushing him in deeper.

He was making my pussy so wet and wanting to feel him in me. My breath quickens as his tongue flicked at my clit making me cum. He moved up me kissing my stomach and rubbing my breasts, he pinched my hard nipples making me yell out in pleasure.

As he sucked on my rock hard nipples I slid my hand down to my wet pussy, rubbing at my clit. He moved his hand down to join me and slid his fingers into my pussy making me cum again.

He kissed me and I could taste my cum on his lips. I wanted him, wanted to feel him deep in me, fucking me. Enjoying me making me cum all over his cock. He moved away from me and undressed.

He then lowered himself on to me and slid his hard cock into my wet pussy. Feeling him fill me, his hard cock thrusting deep into me, I let out a yell of passion, it felt so good, so hard and deep. Fucking me harder and faster feeling him slid in and out me making me want to cum.

He stopped and rolled over on to his back I sat up and moved towards him, leaning in and kissing him. I leaned over him and took his erect cock into my mouth and sucked.

I let his cock slid in and out of my mouth feeling it, tasting it, sucking, licking and enjoying it.  I straddled his hips and slid his cock into my pussy, slowly moving back and forth letting his cock slide in and out of me. I sat up and ran my hands through my hair, I leaned back and thrust-ed my hips into him.

He let out a moan of pleasure. He reached up and grabbed my breasts, squeezing and rubbing them. I started moving faster and faster fucking him harder and harder. He pulled me down to him and I felt him cum deep in me.

He kissed me and we laid there in silence.

Reach

I am just going to start and we will see how this ends up, I keep some notes I wrote while being homeless last summer, so here it goes.

How to be homeless—find all the resources you can 211 information line is a wonderful start. You will need a phone book, (I stole one out of the motel we stayed in) and a detailed street map. (Had to buy one for $7 at a Fred Myers) Find a shelter program get all the local information possible. Things like where to shower and where you can use the bathroom.

Salvation Army feeding programs, hot meals or bagged lunches. Locate food banks and church pantries. Some shelter programs have communication issues between their staff and volunteers. Day Shelter vs Overnight Shelter- Rules know all the rules, find out the rules. Especially if not told up front, don’t break the rules. Engage the staff learn the routine.

Sitting at a park, because hello, public bathrooms, which are very important to the lost wanderer. Listing to the constant traffic, planes taking off and landing repeatedly and the buses that run every 10 minutes all day every day. The city is loud, since being here I haven’t heard any silence. ( I miss the quiet)

Why do we –people make life changing decisions based on emotion? Where dose that deep seeded feeling of wanting to find something better come from? You’re here it’s stable live your nine to five day job life and be grateful for what you have. Even if your not happy or healthy.

Nope- there are those of us that jump without a safety net, maybe we are delusional or crazy, or we just haven’t found where we are suppose to be. Maybe we have to venture out of the box to know that existing in the box is ok.

It’s the little things, like privacy, getting to be naked in your own space, being able to cut your hair or toenails, without an audience of strangers around. The bathroom- that you take for granted- is the place you miss the most. I give props to this particular public park for it’s upkeep. Although having the bathrooms closed on the 4th of July was a bit annoying.

So you pack up your life into your vehicle, one of the things that you own outright and you drive. You have a point B in mind however the point B is never what you expect it to be. How is it that people that are given, a stable life ie- a house, money, a place to come back to, squander it. I am sorry but you have a house- that is now trashed, with stuff.

Two cases first a girl I meet in Jr. High now lives out in the middle of nowhere, because that’s where her parents retired to, was given land to put her home on and she managed to bag an internet husband. (I know harsh, but seriously) So he works she stays home and sleeps almost all day every day. In a nice four bedroom two bath house that is completely trashed, because she’s depressed, a pack rat (hoarder) and then there are the animals (oh my god the fucking animals) To many cats to count, a hand full of dogs and some full size aquariums all living inside.

All I want is four walls, a ceiling, floor and plumbing that works. A place that I can be safe, happy and clean. To raise my family in and to be able to enjoy our life.

Second case- eight years after witnessing the sad state of the first friends living conditions, we ventured out to our point B once again someone I knew back in High School that I had reconnected with over the lovely world of social media during the last few years. So we stop by and once again here is a house- totally trashed- by laziness, hoarding and depression. This person has two kids, a few cats, a dog, and her mother all living in what use to be a very nice house, with tons of potential.

Crazy, maybe I am missing something, are there more people living this way than I am aware of? Or am I just a little too OCD- with wanting the daily functions of life to be clean and organized.  I am not making labels for every shelf but I am wanting laundry done, dishes done, floors clean, general straightening up of the living space, and a clean bathroom.

But NO I am the one sitting on hard, cold metal bleachers, looking out at a softball field, listing to the constant traffic trying to figure out how to get back to a status of ok.

Grace and Tiffany

During Grace’s third year of college she developed an itch, a desire that she didn’t quite understand at the time. She craved attention and found the attention she wanted from flirting and sleeping with guys. She felt like something else was wanted, companionship or familiarity maybe. Guys are just that guys, fun to fuck but not much there in substance sometimes. Grace had become fascinated with a women in her swimming and yoga class, her name was Tiffany.

Tiffany was slim, short and had long brown hair that fell to her waist she wore it in a long braid most of the time. Her eyes a deep green, her skin pale but warm, Grace watches her shower after their swimming and yoga classes.

As the warm water runs down Graces body she glances at Tiffany who is showering across from her. Wanting to approach her to stand behind her, slid her long wet hair to one side so that she can lean down and softly kiss her neck, while running her hands around to cup her small soft breasts, that are just enough to fill Grace’s hand.

Grace faces the wall and rinses the soap from her hair and body, she turns off the water and grabs her towel. Grace goes into the dry sauna and sits on the wooden plank bench. She closes her eyes and thinks about Tiffany how she longs to take her into this sauna lay her down and slowly kisser her entire body.

Grace’s hand has slipped between her legs and her fingers are gently rubbing along her pussy, she lets out a slight moan. She hears the door to the sauna swoosh open.

“Don’t let me interrupt you.” A soft voice says. Grace opens her eyes and sits up.

She smiles warmly at Tiffany who is now sitting along side her. Grace clears her throat and then thinks, I wonder what would happen…Without finishing the thought she leaned over towards Tiffany and kissed her square on the lips.

She started to pull back, but Tiffany put her hand on the back of Grace’s neck and pulled her in. Grace could feel Tiffany’s tongue slid into her mouth as she kissed her back deeply. Tiffany let her towel fall and Grace let go of hers, Tiffany ran her hand along Grace’s shoulder and down to her breasts, she caressed Grace’s breasts and then leaned down and sucked on her erect nipple. Grace moaned and ran her hand through Tiffany’s hair.

“Do you want to move this to somewhere more comfortable?” Tiffany asked. Grace just nodded

The left the sauna, got dressed and ventured to Tiffany’s apartment.

Tiffany rented a small one bedroom apartment on the second floor of a older style building just down from campus. It was small and run down but at least it was convenient, cheep and somewhat clean. Which are all pluses to a college student trying to make it all work. Tiffany took Graces hand and lead her up the narrow stairs to the apartment.

She unlocked the door and they entered, there was a couch with dark blue and yellow flowers on it, a dinged up coffee table and a small t.v. sitting on an end table. There were dark sheets hanging across the one large window and a small table with two chairs in the kitchen area. The carpet was the lovely 60’s dark rust shag variety and did nothing to help pull the room together.

“Not much, I know, but it works for now.” Tiffany said as Grace took in the room.

Grace smiled at her. Tiffany put her stuff down and stood in front of Grace.

“Now where were we.” Tiffany took Grace’s hand and leaned in a kissed her. Grace kissed her back and let out a sigh.

“Do you have to be anywhere soon?” Tiffany asked.

“No, I just want to be here.” Grace answered.

Tiffany took Grace into the bedroom. The small room with a full size bed nicely made up with a comforter patterned with purple flowers, a small three drawer dresser and a black floor lamp. Tiffany turned on the lamp, took off her shoes, shirt and jeans.

She stood in front of Grace in her pink satin bra and matching bikini cut panties. Tiffany ran her fingers through Graces hair moving it away from her face, she moved in and kissed her gently on the lips.
 “I want to taste you, feel you and make you cum.” Tiffany whispered in Graces ear.
She helped her remove her cloths, they laid on the bed, Grace in her white cotton panties and lace bra. Tiffany continued to slowly kiss down Graces body, down her neck, to her breasts, she undid Grace’s bra and removed it.
Then pinched Graces nipples till they were hard and she sucked on them slightly biting at Grace’s erect nipple. Grace moaned.
 “A little pain with your pleasure.” Tiffany said as she moved down kissing Grace’s stomach.
When she reached the top of Graces white cotton panties, she pulled them down to Grace’s ankles and off of her. Tiffany gently pushed Grace’s legs apart and moved in between them, running her hands along the inside of her thighs, Grace closed her eyes, wanting what was to come next.
Tiffany kissed Grace’s inner thigh moving up to taste Grace’s pussy. She licked and sucked gently at her, Grace could feel Tiffany’s tongue sliding in and out of her, making her pussy wet and wanting to cum.
Grace moaned and Tiffany pushed deeper into her, making her moan louder. Tiffany slipped two fingers into Graces now wet pussy, rubbing along her clit making her moan and push back. Grace had her hands on Tiffany’s head pushing her away and then pulling her in.
Tiffany licked and sucked at Grace’s clit as Grace yelled out and came for her, tasting her sweet cum. Tiffany moved up to kiss Grace. Grace enjoyed tasting herself on Tiffany’s lips.
Grace moved and pinned Tiffany to her back in the center of the bed.
“My turn.” Grace said. She kissed Tiffany long, deep and hard, sucking at her tongue.
Grace unfastened Tiffany’s bra and tossed it to the floor, she ran her hands over Tiffany’s breasts caressing and lightly pinching her nipples.
Grace ran her hand down to Tiffany’s panties and rubbed her pussy through her panties. Applying more pressure each time, Tiffany moaned and tried to move, Grace held her down, and keep stroking her pussy, making Tiffany quite wet.
Grace moved up and slid her tongue into Tiffany’s waiting mouth.
 “Turn over.” Grace told Tiffany.
Tiffany turned over onto her stomach, Grace moved in behind her and pulled her hips up so that she was on her hands and knees in the center of the bed. Grace pulled Tiffany’s panties down and slid two fingers into Tiffany’s tight wet pussy.
Tiffany let out a moan and pushed back against Grace’s fingers. Grace then smacked Tiffany’s ass, hard.
 “Fuck.” screamed Tiffany.
Grace then rubbed where she had slapped Tiffany’s ass and slid her fingers back into her pussy. Grace moved her fingers deeper and harder in to Tiffany’s now dripping pussy, Tiffany started to moan and beg Grace for more.
 “Please Grace, please eat me.” Tiffany begged.
Grace slapped Tiffany’s ass again making it bright red, she then moved her over and spread her legs.
Grace licked and sucked at Tiffany’s pussy, sliding her tongue back and forth against her clit. Tiffany shuddered and grabbed Grace’s hair.
“Fuck Grace.” Tiffany yelled.
She came and Grace enjoyed tasting Tiffany’s cum.

Bus Stop

I work as a waitress at a bar and grill called The Lodge, I work late afternoon early evening. I walk pass the same guy at the same bus stop every day, he’s good looking early 30’s, average build about 6 feet tall, short dark hair and wear’s glasses. He is either coming home from work or going to work, I can’t quite tell, he is always wearing black work boots, dark blue work pants, and a black Carhartt work jacket.

He enjoys an energy drink along with a cigarette every time I see him, so one day I took it upon myself to pass out some two for one drink special flyers on my way to work. I crossed the street and walked past the bus stop and made eye contact with his dark green eyes, and smiled at him as I invited him to get a drink at The Lodge. He took the flyer and smiled at me. I told him it would be lovely to see him sometime during happy hour.

Two nights latter there he was, he took a seat at the bar and I asked what I could get him. He ordered a rum and coke. We smiled at each other, made small talk he stayed till my shift was over. We walked back to my place just down the block from work. We entered my small studio apartment he took off his jacket and stood in front of me, he un-clipped my hair and ran his hand through my dark red shoulder length hair and leaned in and kissed me.

“We going to exchange names?” He asked.

“Does it matter?” I asked.

“Not really.” He said.

I felt his tongue slide into my mouth and I let out a moan. I pushed into him and slid my arms around him, he ran his hands down to my ass and pulled me in to him. I dropped to my knees and undid his pants, I took his erect cock into my mouth and slowly started to lick and suck. I slid his cock deep into my mouth and sucked harder he let out a moan. I stroked his cock while I let it slide in and out of my mouth.

I stopped and stood up in front of him and he kissed me deep and hard. He then undid my jeans and slid them along with my panties down to my ankles and I stepped out of them, he then pulled off my shirt and removed my bra. I sat on the edge of the bed and he pushed me back on to my back, he removed his shirt and lowered himself down between my legs. He gently kissed my inner thigh and slowly moved up to my pussy. He started licking and sucking at my clit, making my pussy wet and wanting. He slid his tongue deep into my pussy and sucked on my clit.

Making me moan and push my hips up to him. He slid his fingers into me, and I let out a deep moan, feeling his fingers slide in and out of my wet pussy. I wanted him, I wanted to feel his hard cock in me. He moved up and ran his hands over my breasts and pinched my hard nipples, he took my nipple into his mouth and sucked. He moved to my mouth and kissed me I could taste my cum on his lips. He slid his hard cock into my wet pussy and thrust deeply into me.

I arched my back and wrapped my legs around his back and pushed into him.  He moved off of me and turned me over onto my stomach. I got up on my hands and knees, he moved in behind me and slid his cock into my pussy, thrusting deep and hard. Making me cum and yell out. He moved faster and harder into me the he came deep in me. We laid next to each other breathing in the moment.

 

Once

Standing at the foot of the bed, naked, you stand behind me and brush my hair to the side and gently kiss the back of my neck. Your arms slide around me and you rub my breasts with your hand.

Lightly pinching my nipple. I can feel your body pushing against mine and holding me close to you. I lay on my back in the center of the bed, and run my hand down to my pussy, I let my fingers slide into my pussy, rubbing my clit making me moan.

You stand there at the foot of the bed and watch me finger myself making my pussy wet. You rub you hard cock, sliding your hand up and down the shaft, wanting to be inside me to feel my tight, wet pussy around your hard cock.

You spread my legs and lower yourself to my pussy. You slowly kiss and lick at my pussy, feeling your tongue slide into me. You lick and suck at my clit, making me so wet and wanting to cum.

I feel your tongue plunge deeper in to my pussy and you make my body shudder and cum. You move up my body kissing and rubbing, sucking on my erect, hard nipples.

You run you hand down my body and slip your fingers into my pussy. Feeling your fingers slide deep into me, feeling how wet you make me.

Making me moan and move with your fingers pushing deep into my pussy. You kiss me and I can taste my cum on your lips. I slide my tongue into your mouth and kiss you deeply.

You lay on your back and I move down to your erect, hard cock, I run my hand down the shaft and I slide your cock into my mouth, sucking lightly at first and then I let it slide deeper into my mouth and I suck hard, feeling your cock slide in an out of my mouth.

Making you moan, making you want to cum feeling me suck your cock. I straddle your hips and slide your hard cock into my wet pussy, slowly moving back and forth, sliding your cock deep and then sliding it almost all the way out, just to let you push back in, harder and deeper.

Thrusting my hips against you, feeling you in me, fucking me, making me wet and wanting to cum all over your cock. Wanting to fill you cum deep in me.

You move me off of you and I lay on my stomach, you move in behind me and pull me up to my knees, you slide your cock into me and thrust hard, fucking me fast and hard, making me scream out in pleasure.

We lay there just listening to each-other breath, your hand on my breast rubbing my nipple, moving into me and kissing me, letting me suck on your tongue, you move down and suck on my nipple.

Rubbing my breasts and sucking on my hard, erect nipple. Laying there just breathing, feeling and enjoying the moment.