Another Notch In The Bedpost...Part 21
Current mood: accomplished
Category: Romance and Relationships

So I was living with Chris and he was taking me to school and watching the kids when I needed help and doing a bunch of what I thought was really nice things for me. We had a good friendship...or so I thought...

We spent a lot of time together just hanging out, we would have friends over and we would all drink and have a good time. After a while the good times started to get strange. He would insist that friends of ours couldn't stay the night there even if they had far too much to drink and should not have been driving. He started to not want to have people over and worse yet he was starting to get mad at me when I would want to go places. He stopped wanting to take me to go see Robin on weekends and started having issues taking me to school. The Mr. Nice guy routine had come to an end, and what he was replaced with was a possessive grumpy roommate who was far too involved in my life. This was starting to get scary.

Time passed and things got worse. Robin was getting more and more worried about the relationship with me and Chris and to be honest so was I. Chris was starting to make comments about "When we were together" or "If you were my girlfriend"...I could tell things were about to get really sticky.

One afternoon Chris came home with a bottle of alcohol and asked me if I wanted to drink with him. I hesitated at first since it was the middle of the day but after much coaxing from him decided what the hell.

We began drinking together and talking about life and he was talking about his ex-wife that I had known from school. He was going over all the reasons why their marriage didn't work out and explaining to me that he would never make those same mistakes with me. I laughed it off at first, and changed the subject to Robin and our relationship. He redirected the conversation back to us several times and finally after a few too many drinks tried to kiss me.

I quickly pulled away from him and explained that our relationship wasn't like that and I didn't want anyone but Robin. He began to tell me just how wrong I was to want to stay with Robin. "He isn't good for you", "he will cheat on you", "you need someone to take care of you and the kids"...I laughed.

"I take care of myself" I told him and began to walk away.

He pulled me closer to him and I pushed him away again. He began to cry and tell me he loved me and couldn't stand to be like this anymore." Please kiss me, I love you let me take care of you." He insisted.

 "No, fucker! Back off" I yelled.

He backed off and stood there staring at me with this evil look in his eyes. I stood there frozen, and not sure if I should run or stand my ground. I chose to stand my ground and give him the evil look right back, and for the first time I really realized just how scary this situation could get...

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So I was thinking...
Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes

So I was just thinking...

About this little blog series that I used to write...

about a million years ago...

Maybe some of you might remember it...

Another Notch in The Bedpost...

Ring any bells?

Should we finish the story?

What do you think?

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No where I want to be...
Current mood: devious
Category: Romance and Relationships

Infidelity...Adultery...Cheating...Unfaithful. Why is it that most of us will experience the pain of being cheated on at least once in our lives? And why is it that we will also at least once in our lives be the cause of someone else's pain by cheating on them? We know how badly it hurts yet we decide to put someone we supposedly love through one of the most painful events a person can experience. I have been on both sides of the fence more than once in my sorted past and to be honest I still cannot fully explain my actions or reasoning behind what I did. I knew that what I was doing was wrong; I knew that my significant other at the time would be devastated by my actions and I knew that I would probably loose them if they ever discovered what I had done. But I chose to cheat anyway...

But in that moment, with my arms wrapped around that other person it felt amazing, and I felt the excitement that my relationship at the time had lost. The newness and pure animal magnetism and passion that we crave. That feeling that you are the only other person in the world. The feeling of being wanted, needed, desired, not taken for granted.

No matter how much I loved (or thought I loved) my partner at the time my need to be desired and wanted took control over my rational thought process and I became a slave to that moment in time leaving me open to destroy the very foundation that a relationship is supposed to be built on... The thing we all struggle to earn, and most of us absolutely demand in a relationship...TRUST.

TRUST?

Is that really the basis of a strong relationship? Or is that just a way of saying I'm too lazy to pay attention to your every move anymore?

What are your thoughts?

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Yo Ho and A bottle of Rum...
Current mood: hopeful
Category: Life

hen I was a kid Alcohol was always a constant staple in my household. When I lived with my mother I would find bottles of it stashed in the couch...and under the bathroom sink...and behind the microwave...in the cat scratching post...under the bed... and... Well, you get the idea. When I lived with my grandparents they always had a fully stocked bar and would have parties and cocktails with their friends and my grandparents would always indulge in a "Night Cap" before going to bed each night. Or a "Toddy" while playing golf at the golf course...and with dinner...and in the after noon...and on camping trips... and...Well you get the idea. So I guess it would be no surprise that I began to drink at a very young age. I would find bottles of vodka hidden around the house and would take them and drink them with my friends. I would drink them at parties...and home with a friend or two...at a friend’s house...in a parking lot in the middle of the night...while doing my homework...at school...and...Well you get the idea...:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

Alcohol has always been this constant thing in my life that would always make sure that the people around me let me down and that I would let the people around me down. My mother is a very severe alcoholic and has been as long as I can remember. I can not remember a time in my life when she was sober for more than a week or two. She has been in and out of Rehab and AA forever. And since July of last year she has been sober. She has decided she just doesn’t want it anymore. I had given up hope that she would ever quit drinking. I figured she would die a lonely old drunk that no one loved or cared about. But she surprised me, and inspired me to quit drinking myself. I have been sober since December and feeling better than I have in a long time. I don’t crave it anymore and I am starting learn I don’t need it to have fun (Go Figure). Hopefully by sharing this I can inspire just one person to put down the bottle like my mother has inspired me...

As always...

Love & Squishies!!!

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Shut up you spoiled Brat!
Current mood: relieved
Category: Jobs, Work, Careers

Hi Guys!

I know it's been a really really long time since I have written anything...I have missed you all and I apologize and promise a further explanation at a later time. But for now I have a little bit of a question, and a little bit of a rant...

Here goes...

I recently started working for a major bank. It is wells known but for the purpose of me keeping certain people's identity secret I will not disclose the name of the bank. However I can assure you it is a well know bank, nationwide. I can also assure you that the bank pays well above industry standards and takes incredibly good care of their employees. We have an incredible benefits plan, 401K, bonus structure, incentive programs and as far as I'm concerned they don't ask for much in return except for their employees to show up and do the job they are assigned to do.

I have been at this job for a very short time and for some reason the job really just clicked with me. I understand my job function far better than some of the more tenured employees and I understand that not everyone learns at the same pace but at the same time I do feel if you are not retaining information about your job that is vital to the success of the company it is your responsibility to find further coaching so you can become better at your job. Are you with me on this?

Well unfortunately where I work this is not the case. I consistently see totally incompetent employees remaining in the same dreary existence. Barely making the minimum requirements, and barely earning the privilege of having a job in the first place. The loaf around and drag the rest of the team down, then complain and moan about the requirements of the job, about the supervisors, about the other people and the bring down the overall moral of whatever workgroup they are assigned to. It makes me sick! So if you are one of these people I just want to say SHUT UP YOU SPOILED BRAT! You are damn lucky to have a job in first one and especially one that takes care of their employees! I have been in many jobs where no matter how hard you work no one ever says Thank you, and certainly doesn't offer up bonuses just for going just above the minimum requirements! Get your head out of your butt! Go ahead and try to get a job someplace else. The grass is not greener on the other side of the fence trust me!

Love and Squishies!

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Ok So we Finally did it!!!
Current mood: jubilant
Category: Life

 VAUGHN AND I FINALLY GOT MARRIED!!

October 27th 2007!

Love & Squishies!

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Another Notch In The Bedpost...20 Its about Damn Time!!
Current mood: accomplished
Category: Romance and Relationships

I moved my stuff in to Chris's house and immediately felt at home. I don't know why I felt at home with him but for the moment I did. He tried very hard to make our stay there pleasant, but I knew he had ulterior motives. Chris had never been the kind of guy that could do something nice, just for the sake of being nice. He always had other motives.

He was so helpful, moving my boxes and arranging my room. He helped me pay for groceries and offered to watch the kids so I could go out with my friends. I knew it was too good to be true but I allowed it all to happen.

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Chris was the kind of guy that would do just about anything to get a girl to fall in love with him…or at least like him enough to have sex with him. He was twenty six or twenty seven at the time, tall, dirty blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, an all around good looking guy. It never quite made sense to me why he would have such a hard time finding a girlfriend to fall in love with him. In fact as young as he was he had already been married and divorced twice and in a couple different drunken nights had asked me to marry him. We had dated for a little while before Robin and I had gotten together, but for some reason the chemistry with him was just not there. I really liked the guy, he made me feel really special and I know he cared a lot about me…but for some reason things in the bedroom were different. And it wasn't that he wasn't good either because that was not the case at all. He was phenomenal at oral sex, and he was very well off in the size department. In fact I know that in that department he could have made some woman very very happy. But for me despite all his good qualities…I just didn't feel it with him. I can only speculate as to the reason I felt this way, but I will chalk it up to the chemistry just not being right.

Things seemed to be going really well at Chris's house. He was taking me to school and helping me take care of the kids. He was the perfect gentleman. He was sweet and caring and loving, he even took me to go visit Robin in jail on the weekends. I missed Robin like crazy, but felt like once he got out everything was going to be okay. ..:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" />Tyler and Chance seemed to really love Chris, and it worried me that maybe they might get too attached to him. But somehow I thought that if Robin got out of jail the memory of Chris would just fade away and things would be back to how they were supposed to be. But things were changing between Chris and I too. 

The days passed and turned in to weeks and Robin was starting to have a problem with the Chris situation. He was feeling jealous and could tell that Chris was up to no good. After all Robin and Chris had been friends for years, Robin knew that his motives were never pure. Robin tried to stay calm and tried to trust us both, but that task became harder and harder as time went on. I began to depend more and more on Chris and the kindness that he was showing me. That really freaked Robin out. You have to admit if you have a person that is willing to totally take care of you and be there for you…its hard to pass up. I felt as if I was getting sucked further and further in to Chris' plan. He had me right where he wanted me…dependent on him.

Love & Squishies!!! I miss you guys!!

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Another Notch In The Bedpost...19
Current mood: contemplative
Category: Romance and Relationships

We rode home in total silence I could hardly believe he had plead guilty to the charges. What was Robin thinking? I was totally speechless. I didnt even know where to begin. I just sat there in the car on the way home, I was in total shock.

My thoughts wandered to the tiny newborn baby at home and the little toddler. I had never had to take care of the two of them on my own. He had totally taken care of all of us. I felt like I needed him to help me stay clean and off of drugs, I felt like I needed him to help me take care of the kids. I really had built my life around him and now he was going to be gone for three months. To me three months might as well have been forever because I didnt think I could be alone that long.

We pulled in to the driveway of the apartment complex before I knew it and he turned off the car. I looked over at him and he must have known what I was going to say. "You will be better off without me Sunny." He explained.

"What the fuck are you talking about? I need you Robin! I dont want to be better off without you!" I was beginning to scream.

"I thought it would be better this way. If I just go to jail and do my time then we wont have fees to pay, and maybe you can get your life back on track."

"Back on track? I thought it was back on track! You have got to be kidding me!" I was so angry with him I was beginning to shake and I could feel my face turning red.

"Sunny, you need to go back to school. You need to do the things you need to do to make your life better. Maybe you can do those things if I am not around for a while." He responded. He was so calm and collected. I could tell he had thought this through way before this day ever came. He knew if he had told me his plan I would have talked him out of it.

He was right; I did need to go back to school. I had been going  for a couple months then dropping out for a couple months. I only had a few credits left and I really needed to get them finished and move on with my life. My grandparents had been hounding me about going back for a while, and he knew I wouldnt go if I could just stay home instead.

I took a deep breath and opened the car door. I knew what he said was right so I stepped out of the car and slammed the door behind me. There was nothing I could say to him, he was right. He was always right, and it drove me crazy. I headed up the stairs of my apartment and noticed a white piece of paper taped to the front door. I knew this couldnt be good news.

I ran the rest of the way up the steps and pulled the paper from the front door and unfolded it. My heart sank as I read the words "30 day Notice to Vacate" printed in bold text across the top. I knew I couldnt get caught giving Robin head on the front porch without getting in some sort of trouble, but I was hoping for a warning or something.

Robin followed me up the stairs and saw the look of panic on my face as I read the rest of the notice. I shook my head and handed him the paper. "Now what?" I asked."No you, and no house." I turned around and went inside.

Robin stayed on the porch and I saw him pull out his lighter and light one of his clove cigarettes. I could see the stress in his face as he puffed away. I knew he had not meant for this to happen, and he had only tried to do the right thing. Things couldnt get much worse from here, or so I thought.

I called my grandmother on the phone that night and explained to her that Robin was going to be gone for a while and I was loosing my place to live. She scolded me in the same motherly fashion she had always used with me. She told me that she was going to talk it over with my grandfather but she thought I should come and stay with them for a while and get myself back in school. I thought maybe she was right. I needed a break from all this, and at her house I would get the peace and quiet I thought I needed.

The two weeks flew by and Robin went and turned himself in to jail and I stayed in the apartment alone.I had regular visits from Chris who was Robin's best friend that I had dated right before Robin and I were together. He told Robin that he would "keep an eye on me" while Robin was in jail. My grandfather agreed to have me come and live with them for a while and they were thrilled that I wanted to go back to school. Chris offered to take me to school when my grandparents couldnt and found many other reasons to hang around.

I put all my stuff in storage and moved in with grandma and grandpa. At first it seemed like I was doing the right thing by staying with them, but as time passed on I could tell having me and the kids around was starting to drive them nuts. I started to spend more and more time at Chris' apartment. He had a spare room and didnt mind having us there. Eventually The kids and I moved in to Chris' spare room. What was I thinking?

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Another Notch In The Bedpost...18
Current mood: creative
Category: Romance and Relationships

The sun was streaming in the window the way it always did. I had found myself sleeping so much since I had quit using. Robin would always open the shades so that I would wake up; I wasnt very pleasant when he tried to wake me up. That morning I could hear him banging things in the kitchen and I could smell coffee. It was early in the morning, only about seven so he must have really wanted me to get up.

I drug myself out of bed and in to the bathroom. I splashed some water on my face and proceeded to the kitchen where I found Robin standing. My friend was sitting on the couch and I was surprised I hadnt heard her voice.  I waved to her and gave a little smile and headed to the kitchen for coffee.

I wondered why my friend was there but I still wasnt awake enough to ask questions. I filled myself a cup. I filled the cup with too much cream and too much sugar and sat on the bar stool on the other side of the counter.

"Whats going on?" I asked and took a big gulp of the steaming hot coffee.

"Court today, dont you remember?" Robin replied.

The coffee was hot and burnt my tongue. I had forgotten about court. This was the day I might be going to jail. I didnt want him to know I had forgotten so I nodded my head and tried to pretend that the coffee wasnt burning my mouth.

I grabbed the cup of coffee and headed back to the bathroom. I jumped in the shower and tried to be as quick as possible. Robin gave me advice about what to wear to court that day and how much makeup to put on. He knew how to get the sympathy of the court if he wanted it; after all he had had plenty of practice with this sort of thing.

Once we were all dressed we jumped in my friend's car and headed for the county courthouse while she watched the kids. Now you must understand that the judge in that town was rumored to have had cocaine charges and was currently spending time on house arrest. The hypocrisy in that always made me laugh just a little. Here he was sitting up there with his robe on so high and mighty judging me for doing almost the exact same thing he had done.

Well in any case, there we were in the courthouse waiting for our names to be called. I was shaking uncontrollably, I had never done this before and I didnt know what to do.  Robin said to get the public defended and they would help me stay out of jail so I could be with the kids. I trusted him and waited until my name was called. The waiting was driving me nuts, I chewed off all of my fingernails and my shaking had not stopped.

After about an hour or so of waiting and watching person after person get called up to the table in front of the judge and plead guilty or not guilty they called Robin's name and then mine. We were going up there together. The judge asked me if I needed a public defender and I answered yes. Then he turned to Robin and asked him if he needed a public defender, Robin replied "No".

I was in total shock. Why had he told me to get a public defender and not gotten one himself. The judge asked him to make a plea, "Guilty," Robin replied.

I could feel the blood rush out of my face and and my knees started to feel weak as I heard the judge tell Robin his sentence of ninety days in jail. I could hardly breathe. What was I going to do without him for ninety days?

He was set to report to the county jail within two weeks to serve his time. I felt like a zombie as the judge scheduled my next court appearance, the bailiff handed us some paperwork and I followed Robin out of the courtroom. What was I going to do now?

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Adventures of A Pillow Biter!! XXX Blog!
Category: Romance and Relationships

I originally wrote this blog in June but I wanted to let you know that I have submitted it to penthouse. We will see if it gets published. Wish me luck!

It was late June and the air was extremely hot. The day seemed to drag on with no end in sight. The air conditioner didnt seem to work correctly and the temperature just got to be too much for us. We decided to go for a swim. The water was cool and felt nice on my hot skin. The touch of the water made my nipples erect and I could tell he was watching me. We swam around each other and touched and caressed. I wrapped my legs around him and kissed him deeply. He held my body close to his and I could feel his cock beginning to swell between my legs. There were too many eyes around. Time to go back inside.

We made our way in to the house and he looked at me with that smile he gets when he wants me. With the look of a hungry animal that has just found its prey smoldering in his eyes. I drop the towel on the floor, and take the top off of my bathing suit. My nipples are protruding between the long strands of my wet hair. He looks at me and says, "I want to lick your pussy."

How could I resist? He pushed me back down on the bed and removed my wet bathing suit bottoms. The water still dripped down his back and his chest as he laid his body on top of mine. I thrust my hand down his wet shorts to feel his hard cock throbbing in my hand. I began to stroke it up and down. "I want you," I whispered. He pushed his shorts on to the floor. He pushed me further back on the bed, and slid down to the end. He kissed my stomach and made the journey down to my legs. He gently pushed them apart and licked me ever so softly. I squirmed at first, my body shaking with anticipation. He took his thick finger and penetrated me with it, rubbing me on the inside while licking me. He varied his pressure and speed. Soft, then hard, circles, side to side, up and down. My muscles tightened and I could feel the orgasm coming. I start to loose control of my body and he pushes me down a little. I grab for the pillow and put it over my face and bite down hard. My muscles tighten further as I can feel the tingles and chills starting to come over my entire body. I let out an ear-piercing scream deep in the pillow as I cum. My body is jumping around out of control. Sweet release.

He lies down on the bed next to me. Inhales deeply and says, "I love the taste of your pussy."

I turn to my side and take his rock hard cock in my hand and begin to stroke. I can feel his heart beat pulsing through it while I grip tightly. I put my mouth over the tip. As I stroke him I suck sliding my lips down his shaft. My hand and mouth work together to cover its entirety. I watch his face while he moans a little. He looks down at me, and smiles. He likes to watch me. I can feel my pussy throbbing. I want him inside me. His muscles tighten, and I can see he is about to cum. He says, "I want to be inside you"

I climb back up to him and he rolls me to my back. He opens my legs and leans back so he can see it all. He puts his hard cock deep inside me, it hurts a little, but I enjoy the pain.  He watches as he moves in and out of me. Our hips moving together. I feel my muscles tightening again. I grab the pillow again, bite down and release. The chills fill my body again.  His breathing changes, He flips me over to my side. He comes behind me and presses his body closer to mine. I can feel his chest pressed against my back. He enters me again and holds my hips as he enters me again. He has total control of me. He varies his speed, Slowly then quickly, Slowly again...His pace quickens and I feel my muscles tightening again, His muscles tighten too. He pace becomes more furious. In and out...I can feel his body begin to quiver...I too begin to shake. Biting down on the pillow I scream, He grabs my hip harder...both of us cum.

 Love & Squishies

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Another Notch In the Bedpost...17XXX NO ONE UNDER 18!!
Current mood: horny
Category: Romance and Relationships

I ran in the house and stood there for a moment. I was frozen; I didnt know what to do. I could hear Robin faintly arguing with someone outside, but I couldnt quite hear what they were saying. I had never been caught doing something like that before...I was shaking like a leaf.

After a few moments the front door opened and there stood Robin with  the biggest shit-eating grin on his face. He looked so proud of himself that I was surprised his head fit through the door. "What happened?" I asked frantically.

"Well, that was our downstairs neighbors. They said that we are lucky that they didnt call the cops, but they are going to tell the manager." He replied. He looked relieved, I was far from relieved.

"Oh My God, are you serious? We are getting kicked out of this place for sure! " I said. I was starting to feel a little sick.

You have to remember that when all this took place I was very young. I had two kids already and I was notorious for getting kicked out of apartments. I moved in to my first apartment when I was sixteen and pregnant with my oldest son Tyler. This apartment was the fifth apartment that I had had since then, I was too busy partying to worry about what my neighbors thought. Now I was going to be kicked out because I was giving my boyfriend head on the front porch...wow.

Robin walked over to me and grabbed me by the waist. He pulled me close to his chest and looked deep in to my eyes and smiled. "Everything will be ok."

How could he be so sure? I never doubted him then. When he said things would be ok, I always trusted that they would be. In that moment standing there in the middle of our living room cradled in his loving embrace, nothing else mattered. I felt all my fears melt away as he brought his lips to mine and kissed me gently. "So are we going to finish what we started outside?" He asked me pulling me towards the bedroom.

"Of course," I whispered following him down the hallway.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and began to unlace his tall black boots that he always wore. I sat down behind him on the bed and began to tug at his shirt. I pulled it up over his head and began to kiss the back of his neck. I slowly slid my hands down his back and around to his stomach. I paused for a moment enjoying the feel of his muscles as I moved lower to undo his pants. He let out a little moan in anticipation. He knew what was coming. I brought my body around to the front of his and pushed him back on the bed. I undid the button on his jeans and slid the zipper down very slowly. I could tell that waiting was killing him.

He pulled my dress up over my head and began to remove my bra. His hands on my skin made me quiver. I wanted him so bad. I wrapped my tiny hand around his throbbing penis and pulled his jeans down with my other hand. I began to kiss the head of his cock slowly while making circles with my tongue. I took him in to my mouth and sucked him slowly at first. Up and down I went, sliding my hand along with my mouth. Teasing him with my tongue. His legs began to shake and his hips began to buck a little. With each twitch his body made my movements became faster, harder. I wanted him to cum.

"Get on the bed," He ordered.

I got up and moved to the top of the bed. He grabbed my legs and spread them apart, caressing the inside of my thighs and moving to my hips. He grabbed my panties and pulled them down, and threw them on to the floor. He touched me gently, running his hands up and down my legs, teasing me, making me want him even more. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. "I want to taste your pussy. " He said.

I nodded my head. I could hardly speak. He pushed opened my legs further and began to kiss me gently on my stomach and the inside of my thighs. Coming closer and closer to my wet pussy with each movement, when finally his tongue gently brushed my clitoris making me moan out with pleasure. I could hardly stand it as he moved his tongue up and down slowly and patiently. My body ached and I felt my muscles tightening. He slid his finger inside me and massaged me from inside while licking my clit with increasing speed. I could feel my orgasm building as his finger and his tongue worked in rhythm. My muscles were tightening, I began to shake, my back arching and I screamed in ecstasy. My hips bouncing off the bed as he savored my juices.

He pulled back and looked at me with all of me dripping from his goatee. He flipped me over and pulled my hips back so my ass was in the air. He rubbed his rock hard cock back and forth across my dripping wet pussy, teasing me. He pushed himself inside me inch by inch, slowly at first. He pulled my hips back in to him, rocking my body slowly back and forth against him. Leaning back he extended his legs and pulled me on top of him, still rocking me back and forth. I moved my hips in rhythm with his feeling every inch of him deep inside me. Our pace became quicker and quicker as he made me cum over and over again. He made love to me for hours, flipping me in every position, twisting me, turning me, bending me to his will. And just when I thought I couldnt take anymore he flipped me back on to my back and began to grind me harder and faster. I screamed out as my back arched and I came one last time. I felt his muscles tighten and I hear his breathing change, He moaned with pleasure "Yes, Sunny". I could feel his cum enter me as his body shook and convulsed on top of me. We both collapsed from exahaustion lying there in each others arms, sweat dripping from our foreheads.

We may be getting kicked out of our apartment but at least we have each other...What were we going to do?

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Another Notch In The Bedpost...16 XXX
Current mood: contemplative
Category: Romance and Relationships

I could feel the sun beaming through the window and hitting my face. I tried to pull the blanket up over my head but it didnt fix the problem. Robin must have been awake because the shades were open. He always opened the shades in the morning as his way of waking me up. I rolled over and slowly opened my eyes and tried to focus them on the clock. It was only 7:00 AM, why was the window open? Where was Robin?

The memories of last night hit me all at once. I had made a huge mistake by going to see Peter. I had to make things right with Robin. I had to tell him that I had been wrong, that I loved him, and that I would never leave him again. I sat up quickly and made a dash for the bedroom door. Was Robin still here? I called his name as I ran around the house looking for him. I opened the front door and looked around, Robin was nowhere in sight. My heart sunk. Had he left me? I turned back around and ran in to our bedroom. I pulled open the dresser drawers looking for his things. I flung open the closet doors looking for some sign to tell me where he might have gone; his things were still in their places.

I lay back down on the bed and took a deep breath, and wiped the tears from my eyes. He had to come back for his clothes, he couldnt live forever with just the clothes on his back. This thought gave me some hope. I went about my daily routine and got the kids up and got them breakfast. At certain times during the day I found myself thinking about where he might be, this thought would make me begin to panic a little. I had to remain calm for the kids, so I just kept going.

Night came and with it the cold lonely darkness. I put the kids to bed and tried to settle in and watch some TV. I couldnt do anything but think of him. Had I really messed things up this bad? Would he forever forgive me for making a mistake like this? I turned off the TV and sat in silence for several moments and just cried. I didnt want to live my life without him. I just wanted to tell him how much he meant to me. Why hadnt I ever told him before?

I must have cried myself to sleep because the next thing I knew there was a knock at the door. The knock was loud and startled me. I rose from the couch and walked to the door. I leaned against it and peered through the peep hole, there on the other side of the door was Robin. Why was he knocking, he has keys?  I scrambled to open the door, I just couldnt get it open fast enough. I swung open the door and looked him in the eyes.

"Come talk to me" He whispered.

We walked to the chairs that sat on the front porch facing the parking lot. He pulled out a Djarum clove cigarette from the pocket of his leather jacket and lit it. The sweet smokey smell whirled around my head. I couldnt find the words to say what I needed to say to him. There must have been a reason he came back, was he going to stay? "I tried", he said.

"Tried what?" I asked.

"To leave you." He responded, "But I cant. I love you too much."

I didnt know what to say. My heart felt like it was being ripped from my chest. I felt the tears starting to fill my eyes. "Dont leave," was all I could manage to utter. I stood up from my chair and turned to him. I sat on his leg and faced him, grabbing him by the face and pulling him closer to me. I pressed my lips to his and slid my tongue between his partially open lips. I could taste the Clove Cigarettes and Jack Daniels on his breath as I kissed him deeply. I closed my eyes and breathed in his familiar scent. I moved my mouth down his neck, kissing him softly and slowly. I slid down between his legs and began to undo his belt buckle. It was the middle of the night, no one was around, and the air outside was still. I unbuttoned his pants and slowly slid his zipper down. I traced circles with my tongue in the soft hairs below his belly button. I could feel him swelling more and more with each movement I made. I slid my hand down into his pants and felt his stiff cock. I slid my hand up and down a few times before pulling it out. I continued my circular tongue movements down the shaft to the head and slowly put my lips over the tip. I slid my mouth up and down in unison with my hand. He moaned out in pleasure, I could feel his body quiver to my touch. "WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING? OH MY GOD!"  I heard a voice scream from downstairs. I was frozen in fear I couldnt bear to turn around to see what was going on. Robin quickly zipped up his pants and stood up. He extended a hand to help me up, and gave me a nudge towards the front door. We were in trouble now...

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Another Notch In The Bedpost...I lost track...uhhh 15?
Current mood: contemplative
Category: Romance and Relationships

The car pulled up in front of my apartment complex and he let me out. I didnt have anything to say to him and he didnt have anything to say to me. I couldnt bring myself to go upstairs yet. I didnt want to face Robin. I didnt know what I would say to him. How could I explain? It was obvious that things around there had calmed down. The lights were off and I couldnt hear any screaming coming from inside. I knew I had made a mistake, one that couldnt easily be forgiven.

I pulled a Marlboro cigarette from my pocket and silver torch lighter that Robin had given me. I looked at the lighter and wondered how long it had taken him to lovingly wrap that lanyard around it attaching the small snap to it so it would hang so perfectly from my key chain. He was always doing things like that for me. I knew he wanted to make my life easier, he always tried his hardest. He was the epitome of efficiency. He had a perfect method to do everything. He could fix anything, make anything, cook anything. It was hard to live up to his standards at times. He always wanted me to be so damn perfect...Perfect is not something that comes easily to me. I was only 18 and very goofy, silly, messy, and clumsy sometimes. In fact here I am 27 and I still am. Robin seemed to see more in me. He seemed to have some insight in to who I really am and become very frustrated when I was not using my mind to its fullest potential. Potential that I was not aware of until much later in my life.

I lit my cigarette and inhaled deeply filling my lungs with thick white smoke, then slowly exhaled. I let the smoke pour from my mouth and nostrils slowly and savored each drag intensely. I didnt want to go back in that house. He knew I had been with Peter. There was no denying that, and he knew why I went to see Peter. My hands began to shake a little as I realized that I may have just lost the one man that I felt ever truly loved me.

I put my head in my hands and began to cry. What had I been thinking? I quickly picked my head back up and wiped the tears from my eyes. He wont pity my tears, he will only use them against me. I stood up and took one last long drag of my cigarette, and tossed it aside. I looked up the staircase at the front door of my apartment. I took a deep breath and began to climb to the top. My legs were shaking by the time I reached the top. I opened the front door and peaked my head inside.

I couldnt see much of anything. I could see the nightlight in the bathroom down the hall. But its light wasnt enough to make out where anything was. I reached for the light switch and snapped it on. The house was thrashed. He had thrown pictures of me everywhere, and had smashed a painting of me that had hung on the living room wall.  There was still glass all over the floor. My mother was asleep on the couch and there was no sign of Robin. I made my way down the hallway to my Tyler's room. He slept soundly in his bed with his tiny footed pajamas and his thumb hanging from his drool covered lips.

I walked further down the hallway and opened the door to our bedroom. I looked in the bassinette and there was Chance sound asleep. I stroked his tiny cheek and pulled up the blanket a little. In the dark corner of the bedroom sat Robin, his black hair over his eyes, bottle of Jack Daniels in hand. He looked up at me and tipped back the bottle of Jack and took a long seemingly painful drink.

"Thanks for coming home" He said choking a little from the drink of Jack Daniels.

"Im sorry. I-" I tried to explain.

"Don't. I just want to know. Did you fuck him?" He asked.

"No" I replied.

He let out a sigh of relief and put his head in his hands. I wasnt sure what my next move should be. I wasnt sure if I should leave or try to talk to him, or just try to go to sleep. I walked over to him and put my hand on his head. He grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to him. I stood there for a long time while he held on to me. He eventually led me back on the bed where I fell asleep in his arms. Who knows what the morning would bring... 

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Good Morning Sexy XXX
Current mood: cheerful
Category: Romance and Relationships

I lay there awake and I hear the alarm sound that horrible sound it always makes. I reach out to push the snooze button the way I always do. I pull the covers up a little tighter under my chin and close my eyes again. I dont want to wake up this morning.

Suddenly I feel a familiar touch coming from behind me. His hand gently caressing my back, tickling just a little bit. I feel goosebumps begin to form on my arms and legs. Its amazing that he still gives me goosebumps after so long. His tickling moves down my back to my ass and thighs. Slowly, Softly, I begin to squirm a little.

I lie there for a moment enjoying his soft caresses and struggling with that moment between sleep and awake. His hand moves to my hip and pulls me a little closer. I can feel his chest against my back now and his manhood swelling against my ass. His hand moves now to the front of my body where he slowly moves his hand across my erect nipples and then down my stomach and between my legs. I pull his hand closer to me. I want him inside of me. My legs begin to shake a little as I feel his cock become harder as he lifts my leg and slides himself inside my tight wet pussy. He fills me so completely as he moves in and out and our hips start to get a rhythm. I grind my hips in to his, harder and harder...faster and faster. He feels so good. I moan out loud as his thrusts become deeper and deeper.

Suddenly my body begins to quiver and my pussy begins to ache. All my muscles in my body begin to tighten as he continues his movements. I grab his thigh and let out a moan as I cum. He moves a little faster and suddenly his body stiffens and he cums too. We lay there for a moment enjoying the sweet release.

"Good Morning" He Whispers.

I smile, and he jumps out of bed to start the day.

Good Morning everyone!

Love & Squishies! 

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A Blast From The Past But How Im feeling Today...
Current mood: crappy
Category: Life

Sometimes I get this feeling, way down deep inside.

And what it is Im feeling is like "Mr. Toad's Wild Ride",

I want to say go fuck yourself to everyone I see...

I want to say go kill yourself to everyone but me!

Usually when I get this feeling I reach for a bottle of booze...

I drink and drink and let it go...and then I can finally snooze!

But lately its been different...I go to lift my cup...

I try and try with all my might but I just cant get fucked up!

So here I'm left with all this shit rattling in my head...

The next person who fucks with me. Might just wake up dead!

So I'm left here with all these Fuck You's for all the world to see.

Why cant these thoughts be subsided and these Fuck You's let me be?

Fuck this new E-mail message, Fuck this Fucking Phone!

Why does my ex-girlfriend keep calling me?

Just leave me the fuck alone!

Fuck this dirty house and Fuck this dirty dish!

Why doesnt this house clean itself no matter how hard I wish?

Fuck the next-door neighbors always asking for a smoke...

Fuck the downs stairs neighbors always strung out on fucking coke!

Fuck these high gas prices, and Fuck these Fucking Bills!

Fuck this boring life and all its lack of fucking Thrills!

Fuck this apartment building and its overcrowded pool!

Fuck this fucking poem because its starting to sound like Tool!

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